Card collector from different worlds

The first day of the selection meeting ended and the meeting broke up as planned.

Yes, as planned.

The Chosen Horseman Daknival expected that, and had been hitting his hands from an early age, but ended up being meaningless.

From now on, the Fulpo faction will hold a conference on measures, but Daknibal knew best that there was no longer any hope of reversal.

This loss was confirmed at a time when Wagoni could not be stopped from coming.

"What's up? If you are depressed, you will not win a battle you can win."

"Peeler? Maybe you still have an arithmetic to win?

"Absolutely. If you pile up gold and silver treasures in front of you, such as the reversal of the Cohens, you can do anything."

That's not the problem, yes. Daknival wanted to say it, but I probably didn't even think you'd understand it where I told this guy.

He sold his possessions with money. And others think so.

".................. ha"

Daknival took a deep sigh and headed to the venue of the countermeasures conference.

Daknibal formed the Fulpo sect in the first place because of his election as the chosen Marquis. The Selected Marquis is most often chosen from among the Dwarves within a family line with territory from generation to generation.

I don't know how they pick it. One day, a mark appears on your self (self) card.

It is how the first Dwarf King asked God of Cards to build that system that flows in the alley.

Daknival believes only half the story.

If the god of cards created that system, that's why Irregulars like Daknival can't exist.

The god of cards sets some sort of standard and wonders if that happens to mean that it was a lot to the lords.

Daknival was, so to speak, a civilian who had no territory.

It may be the descendants of some lord, but at least as far back as Dachnibal's parents and his grandfather, there is no one associated with the lord clan.

A perfectly amateur was chosen as the chosen queen.

When the new Dwarf King stands, the Selection Marquis will appear on some self- (self) card at no time.

When he appeared at that (card) of the Daknival, he was surprised at first, then surprised after finding out it was true.

Due to its special nature, the Selected Marquis has a variety of benefits.

One of them is dedicated to their duties. The Chosen Horseman must later elect a candidate for the King, and the person must be determined by the current King during his life.

Therefore, the Selected Marquis will go around the area, and the state will have the funds to identify who it thinks this is.

Also, in most cases, it is the lord of some land who makes the recommendation, so that he or she is free to meet the lord.

Daknival decided to use that authority to the full. First, when I went to the Royal Castle and completed the registration of the Selected Marquis, I maximized my travel expenses and wandered around the place.

Daknibal, who was originally a civilian, is treated as not placing him anywhere or below if he meets his lords everywhere as a chosen prince. Either way, he's one of the seven men who decides the king.

So Daknibal made various requests for cooperation, including word of mouth, and asked for conveniences in the back.

In that sense, Daknival will spend several years as the 'Dwarf Selection Marquis not like Dwarf'.

It was not until the Chosen Marquis had begotten a king that Daknibal laid eyes on.

Often, the chosen Marquis will assist the King and watch nearby so that the King does not go off the road, as a responsibility he elects.

In other words, if the person chosen by Dachnibal becomes king, Dachnibal can wield power beside him.

For this reason, I began to think, "We must elect those who are easier to see."

or, if it's too much of an object, it doesn't get the endorsement of the other chosen marquis.

Daknival spent five years searching for someone just right to make such a recommendation.

After that, Daknibal found one person.

It is a lineage that once gave birth to a king, and the family is impeccable.

My age is still young.

It cuts my head off, but I'm not interested in politics either.

That was a young man named Fulpo Hidu Roguen.

It has taken seven years since the king stood before Daknibal was elected as the Chosen Horseman. This showed that the selection marquee before Daknival was not mainstream.

Every year from the year in which the king stands, one person at a time, replaces the Selected Marquis. Of the year, the timing of the change is unknown.

The chosen Marquis, who fulfilled his own will, will be replaced quickly, and those who do not will remain in that position until late.

but since there are a total of seven chosen marshals, however late the replacement is calculated to end in seven years.

And since it has taken Daknibal five years to find Fulpo, the king now will be in that position for a long time that he has already been in office twelve years.

Daknival had to find a comrade soon.

I needed to find three more in the same selection, and one who would support those who would make their own recommendations.

There was an indiscriminate argument that contacts between the chosen Horsemen were not very praiseworthy, and the other chosen Horsemen kept it disciplined.

In particular, once we find another indiscipline, the person to elect as king, the Chosen Hou Waguni and others have refused contact with the others as much as possible, and have kept the contents of quiet and even hidden until the time has come for them to complete their duties.

What an idiotic behavior if you try from Daknival.

But now is the time to do majoritarian work.

Daknibal asked Waguni, who had been hiding all the way.

To draw you into your own camp.

Later, Daknival said this about Waguni. "I thought he was an idiot. That was different. He was a muscled asshole '.

Daknival met with Waguni, uncertain what story had been told, but from that day on Daknival identified Waguni as a potential enemy and began to work out various plans, including sabotage, for the upcoming selection conference.

"Ladies and gentlemen, come with me"

Daknival looked around at the assembled members.

The two chosen principals… are the ankles and peelers who were at the meeting earlier.

Daknival thinks it's a trinket on himself with status and gold.

And the first person I was supposed to have to check...... Full po.

All four of them are full members of the Fulpo faction gathered by Daknibal.

"So when will I be king?

Four years after Daknival found Fulpo, Daknival had no other use for Fulpo than puppets.

Therefore, there is no wisdom when we met or the shadow we see now, whether education is a trick or not.

Daknival wanted to sigh when he didn't see the reality.

"No… I think I no longer have eyes to be king"

"What?! What's that supposed to mean?

Fulpo is now twenty-eight years old. It has been four years on hand to call it education, which was spared in the home of a certain lord.

Fulpo had demonstrated unparalleled brilliance with regard to what was of interest, but his general common sense as a dwarf did not go hand in hand, and when it came to Daknival taking over his personality, the family sent him out in great favor.

And to this day, Daknibal kept telling Fulpo that if the current king collapsed, he would be the next king.

"Majority work failed. There will no longer be an eye for reversal."

If Waguni hadn't made it, three, two, one, a full po with three backing would have been king.

Now, there are three, three, one antagonist, and the day after tomorrow Dachnibal told me that this one would gather three and the other four to defeat.

"What, then why don't we assassinate one of the Chosen Horsemen right now?"

Daknival shook his head sideways in a panic at the remark that he would remove it if it disturbed him.

"It will be too late now. The person to be nominated at the reception is already registered, and will be respected, even if he dies during the meeting. You will not disappear if you register at birth."

In the first place, why does Full Po get into this place?

This is the building where the selection meeting takes place.

That's because Daknival voted Fulpo on registration, and Fulpo is now stepping in here as a king candidate. That's what he is now.

To Fulpo, who didn't think about it, Daknival wanted to sigh again wondering if he would have missed the nomination.

"Then why don't we assassinate the king's candidate?

"If you do that, you will turn Dwarves all over the country against your enemies. If you kill the King's candidate, the chosen priests who are voting for it will remain silent."

"Then why don't we assassinate the King's candidate and all the chosen Horsemen?

"……………… no, it is"

It is impossible to decide.

I didn't know this was foolish about my lack of interest.

"So what are we going to do? Do you think the Lord will make me king?

"Yes, three... or four years please"

"........................... why not?

"If a new king stands, one chosen marquis will take his place each year. In three years, almost all the mainstream selection marquees will be gone today. Then, if the king is taken, as long as we remain, the new king will be decided."

That's like saying assassinate the king, but Fulpo didn't care about the details.

"Three years?

"Yes. Or in four years, be sure"

"All right, I'm sure of it."

"Yes."

The other two selectors looked at the interaction between Daknibal and Fulpo in a glaring fashion.