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As soon as these words came out, the crowd seemed to be boiling, and they made a noise.In order to avoid losing control, Suo Zhongwu immediately came forward and repeated "Quiet! Selected in an orderly manner according to regulations!!" in French three times, and then fired a red flare into the sky, which calmed the scene.

Seeing that the "Son of Heaven" had such a tough attitude, the militiamen and villagers had no other choice but to gather around the council elders, or nodded and bowed, or impassioned, doing everything they could, asking the power in the planning village to put themselves on the candidate list.

Ninety-nine percent of their hopes will fail.The elders are not saints, so they must take care of their own relatives, how can they give the "benefits" to outsiders for no reason.After this election is over, the one who appears on the list will certainly not be the unremarkable and unrelated Jean Jacob (equivalent to China's Zhang San Li Si).

Suo Zhongwu was clear about this result and couldn't be more clear.He knew that the selection plan he discussed with Francine was unfair from the root.[But there is no alternative.The task is imminent, and the guide must be selected right away. There is really no time to waste.

Hire a guide—Lich Seeker—please help.Suo Zhongwu has always been impatient. After setting this interlocking road map, he couldn't wait to put it into practice.Although the time left for internal selection has been shortened to half an hour, Suo Zhongwu still disliked that it was too long and directly expressed this sentiment.

Under the swaying lights, Corporal Suo Zhongwu backs his hands behind his back, and circulates over and over in the fallow field. The foot unit has stepped on numerous deep holes in the soft ground.Affected by him, the emotions of the soldiers and civilians of Kotweimel became impatient. It was commonplace to quarrel and fight in groups. When the list was filled out, two groups of people simply fought and rolled on the clay road. Soot.

Suo Zhongwu had no plans to persuade him.He was already annoying enough.Francine could have learned to be a partner and left the two groups of people like black-eyed chickens alone, but out of good intentions, she still came forward to maintain order and took the shortlist back in her hands by the way."The result is out, no more objections." The Captain of the Righteous Alliance held up the scroll, short hair and capable, eyes like torches, and the anger in the loudspeaker was like thunder:

"Candidate, get out! Follow me to the meeting point!"

The chaotic crowd was suddenly shaken silently.The candidates listed on the paper quickly lined up in a single column, carefully following Francine.It may be because they were too happy. They walked fast and in a hurry, almost hitting a powered armored backpack. After arriving at the meeting point, these people probably felt different and more courageous. The chanting of the scriptures easily breaks the peace that was finally obtained.

It is always easier to learn badly than to learn well.Under their influence, the crowd became messy and noisy. Many people did not wait for permission and ran to the meeting place on their own terms. They were noisy and yelling, not knowing whether they were making trouble for themselves or just wanting to make a noise.

The militia and soldiers who were supposed to maintain order also joined the ranks of watching the excitement.The previously designated meeting place became crowded in the blink of an eye.The supreme leader in charge of this place should stand up to maintain order, but is it the actual situation... Gerard Chevalier not only put himself on the shortlist, but also put everyone in a hurry Left behind.

"Your Excellency Suo Zhongwu, Your Excellency Davos, please be sure to choose me!" The master of the village quickly stepped forward, less than three meters away from the two "Sons of Heaven".He held a torch in each of his hands, his mouth grinning almost to the root of his ears:

"I have fought in the southern foothills, six times! In Aquitaine, no one knows the terrain better than me!!"

"It's really unexpected." Suo Zhongwu frowned directly at this acquaintance:

"Fran, is Paul Paul also on the list?"

"The answer is correct." Francine spread out the kraft paper scroll and whistled softly:

"Oh~ this is really interesting, even the priest is screaming."

"Play the piano indiscriminately!" Suo Zhongwu used a leading mantra, and he blurted out subconsciously:

"That old man was so shivering that he couldn't wear the crown. When he was in danger, he might be scared."

"Isn't it?" Francine put down the scroll and looked at the five shadowy figures hiding behind Gerrard:

"It would be nice if the list of candidates could be doubled. Wu, then let them pick a few more?"

"Forget it." Suo Zhongwu shook his head annoyedly:

"If you go wrong, it will only affect our image. Just choose from this list. Anyway, you don't expect them to be really guides. When the report is sent, the Yanqi will definitely send a transportation boat to pick it up. In the end, it will be Wang Qinian who will deal with them. ."

Francine Davos shrugged and handed the scroll to his partner with one hand.The six names on it are all written in swashes of dragons and phoenixes, and are surrounded by colorful decorative patterns composed of vines, birds, and beasts. They are beautiful no matter what national standards are used.

However, good-looking and practical, most of the time they are unshakable enemies, and this time there is no exception.Suo Zhongwu tried to identify it for a long time, but only read "Gerard Chevalier", and still knew the location in advance.At a critical moment, Francine helped out again, not only helping to read the name, but also pointing out the corresponding locals one by one.

These six candidates can be divided into three groups, with two soldiers, civilians, and monks.The military representatives need not say much, one is Gerrard and the other is Paul the Great.In addition to the priest, the monk representative also has a strangely named Outer Village priest named Emile Pan, from the village of Noblewa, which was destroyed by the baron’s family.The representatives of the people are listed to the end. One of them is from Kotweimel, a woodland tenant with a wealth of money, and the other is also from Noblewa, who has just completed this year—just completed—

"Just turned eleven? An eleven-year-old child?" Suo Zhongwu's eyes widened unbelievably, and he looked at the small figure under the firelight:

"Mr. Zhaizhu, what is going on? Didn't we specifically emphasize that we only recruit healthy adults?"

"Yes, I heard it very clearly." Gerard Chevalier took off his beret and looked at the ground very humbly:

"Your Excellency Suo Zhongwu, please accept my sincerest apology, but I still hope to keep him on the list. This kid is very unusual. Although he has never been to Nanlu, he has performed well in the battle and has been The military and civilians are considered lucky stars. And—"