Casdaron II looked at Murdoch with his eyes as fierce as a blood-stained knife. If it weren't for cheating, then the only possibility that the current situation was the Danya family's turnaround.

He knew very well that the number of votes he had firmly grasped was fifty-two, a number close to half of all members of parliament. On the side of Siro, including the Trozzo family, there were a total of twenty-nine votes. The Richard family and the Danya family each accounted for thirteen and seventeen votes.

Last time, it was precisely because the Richard family and the Danya family tacitly divided the votes to both of them, so they came up with a result of 67 to 44. Under this premise, if you want to beat him, unless the Richard family and the Danya family all stood behind Siro!

In fact, when Siro and Queen Samantha were frequently active, he also secretly grabbed the people belonging to Siro. On the contrary, Siro was futile. Under his coercion and temptation, he had secretly pulled two votes from the other party. He was originally planning to use these two votes to humiliate Siro so that he could see clearly who is the real master of the empire. But he really didn't expect that when he thought he was sure to win, the situation would have such a big reversal!

He only received fifty-four votes. He knew almost nothing about the composition of these fifty-four votes-

The fifty-two votes that were originally firmly held in his hands, plus the two votes that had been won over.

No Danya family!

The depressed atmosphere made everyone present silent.

Lutherkin hesitated to speak, but under the emperor's cold and gloomy expression that he could draw his sword to kill at any time, he closed his mouth consciously.

"Under so many pairs of eyes, under the supervision of the mental wave sensing array, who does my father think can cheat?" Xi Luo spoke slowly.

"Who knows!" Casdaron II turned his head suddenly like a wounded lion, staring at him fiercely.

Siro raised his eyes calmly, "Please keep your demeanor, father."

Casdaron II looked at the undisguised mockery in his eyes, and his fingers slowly clenched. The frustration that fell from the sky into the mud conquered all his reason and pride. He felt like he shook his majesty again with a roar and re-established his supreme majesty, but found that this only made him feel embarrassed more thoroughly!

"Your Majesty." Luther King whispered.

"I want to see Mingtou!" Casdaron II sat down slowly, put his hands domineeringly on the table, leaning forward slightly, and posing as an offensive posture.

Luther King received the order and turned to look at the MPs, "Your Majesty requested a clear vote, and the MPs have the right to agree and refuse. If you agree, please raise your hands. If you refuse, please put your hands under the table. If one-third of the MPs agree to a clear vote, then we will overturn the results of the first round of votes and hold a final raising of hands on the "Final Proposal of the Pope of the God of Light for the Crown of the Emperor of the Chopin of the Emperor of the Chopin of the Emperor of the Chopin of the Divine Empire". If everyone hears it clearly, please put your hands under the table."

The MPs all moved their hands silently from the table to under the table.

Lutherkin looked at Casdaron II's face.

Casdaron II nodded slightly.

"His Majesty requested a second round of vote on the "Final Proposal of the Pope of the Light for the Crown of the Emperor of the Beheading Empire" by raising hands. Please raise your hands if you agree to this request, and hold your hands if you disagree with this request."

The members of the parliamentarians who stood firmly in the emperor's camp quickly expressed their opinions.

In fact, this vote is redundant. For the fifty-two confidants of the parliamentarians held by Castalon II, more than half are very easy.

Casdaron II stared at Murdoch with resentment, as if he wanted to stare two holes in his face.

Murdoch suddenly smiled. He turned to look at Casdaron II and said slowly, "Your Majesty, do you think this is necessary?"

Casdaron II seemed to have been punched hard in the chest, his face turned pale, his lower lip trembled twice, and he was so angry that he could hardly sit steadily.

"Your Majesty." Luther King rushed over and held his arm.

Casdaron II suddenly shook off the hand that wanted to give him strength to support him, and said word by word: "It's necessary!"

"...Please put your hand under the table again." Luther King sighed. The situation in front of him was already very obvious, and the result of another vote was the same. "Now, we will hold a final vote on the "Final Proposal of the Pope of the Light for the Crown of the Emperor of the Chopin Empire". If you agree with this proposal, please raise your hand."

Hands were lifted one after another.

Casdaron II stared at Murdoch, who stared at the desktop.

Luther King said: "My Majesty, please allow me to start counting now."

Casdaron II did not respond.

Luther King walked slowly around the conference room and counted the number of people one by one with gestures and sounds that everyone could see.

"Fifty-one...fifty-two." Lutherkin walked between Siro and Casdaron II, stopped, and hardly dared to look at the emperor's face. "Your Majesty, the count has been completed. There are a total of fifty-two people who agree with this proposal."

Fifty-two!

Two fewer people than just now.

Casdaron II raised his head and sent a cold glance at the two princes who were persuaded to come and surrender back.

The two congressmen bowed their heads at the same time.

"Very good." Casdaron II slowly stood up from his seat. More than an hour of voting seemed to have exhausted all his strength, making him look extremely haggard. His eyes were slow and deep, sweeping across everyone present, and finally fixed on Siro's face.

Siro was very quiet, neither as happy as he had after the victory of the Great War nor as panic under his cold stare.

Casdaron II suddenly discovered that although the one in front of him was his son, the distance between them had been long in constant struggle, and they were guarding each other and suspicion. From when, the man who clearly had his blood flowing in his body had been regarded as an opponent by him, and even an opponent he wanted to get rid of several times!

"Come with me." After standing still for a while, he recovered a little bit of anger and walked out slowly.

Murdoch and Hopkin both looked at Siro, and when they saw him get up, they also stood up.

"Your Highness." As soon as Hop spoke, he shook his hand to stop him.

"This is what my father and I have to face." Siro left his seat, and Soso stood behind him and looked at him worriedly. "I'll be back soon." He took Soso's hand and gently printed a kiss on the ring.

Soso grabbed his palm with his back hand and said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Siro smiled, then hugged his head and kissed his hair, and then walked out without looking back.

If the relationship between Soso and Siro was still in the stage of speculation before, then the series of actions just now was enough to make them identify the speculation as facts.

Hopkin took the lead in showing goodwill to Soso, "I'm glad to see you, Your Highness."

The Crown Prince's men followed one after another.

Casdaron II did not leave the Great Hall, he just went to the reception room on the second floor.

At the door of the reception room, he saw Keane.

Keane saluted him respectfully, reached out to stop Galen behind him, and said, "I'm sorry, your Majesty just wants to meet His Highness alone."

Siro waved his hand.

Gallon took a step back and stared in the direction of the door like a door god.

Keane then opened the door.

The sun has risen and dark clouds are pushed to the west. The sun shines on the bright red carpet, and the eagle embroidered with gold wire on the blanket looks a bit old, and even with its wings stretched, it gives people the feeling of being difficult to soar.

Siro walked in straight and heard the door shut behind him with a thud.

Casdaron II sat on the sofa facing the blanket, looking out the window with his eyes blank, as if in a daze. The sound of pushing the door, entering the door, and closing the door could not interrupt his thoughts.

"Father." Siro walked up to him.

Casdaron II came back to his senses, looked at him from the bottom and said, "You used to call me Father."

Siro stood silently.

Casdaron II said: "Do you think I am not worthy of being the Emperor of the Empire?"

Siro said calmly: "My father is the emperor of the empire."

"But you and your mother tried every means to pull me out of this position!" Casdaron II seemed to have been touched by some nerve, and he became irritated. "There is only the interests of the family in her eyes and heart! When did she think that Casdaron was behind her name?"

Siro said: "Maybe she thinks there are too many women who can give this surname."

Casdaron II suddenly calmed down, and after pondering for a long time, he whispered: "Is this what your mother said?"

"You know her, she never talks about these things." No matter how many siblings he had, and no matter how many romantic events Casdaron II had outside, she turned a deaf ear and ignored them. When it comes to her husband's private life, she was the most generous queen ever.

Casdaron II put on the calm mask that had been gone for less than a minute and broke in an instant, "Yes, she never talked about these things. She never said anything to me except political affairs!"

Siro said: "When a lover once walked into this kind of field, don't you think you should look for problems from yourself?"

"Love." Casdaron II slowly stood up, walked to the window, looked out the window and said, "Yes, we used to be lovers."

Perhaps the sunlight outside the window was too dazzling, making his back look particularly desolate in the white sunshine.

"Silo." He said in a deep voice, "I can promise to pass the throne to you."

A glimmer flashed in Siro's eyes.

"But it must be after I eliminated the three major families!" This was the first time that Casdaron II clearly expressed his hatred for the three major families. Perhaps the betrayal of the Danya family deepened his hatred for the three major families.

Siro said calmly: "Have you forgotten? I was your legitimate heir."

Casdaron II suddenly turned around, "But I am still in power, I can pull you down at any time!"

Siro said: "Just like the final proposal of the Pope of the Light to crown the Emperor of the Crown of the Dharp Empire?"

Casdaron II's face turned red and he shouted: "Bidelica!"
Chapter completed!