"Father, what's going on? Logically, Britain wouldn't choose you, who has already abdicated once. At least that's how we set the incantation back then, right?"
Mordred had also participated in the construction of the incantation.
So, she was quite clear about it.
"This… I'm afraid the problem lies with me… Britain found my loophole…"
Moran recalled and felt a headache.
The king selection incantation of Britain is flawless.
It indeed would not select the retired Moran, but this rule only applies to Moran, who retired as the first king.
Now, in the El-Melloi classroom, from the perspective of the consciousness of Britain, he is simply a living person existing in this era.
In the records of the land, Moran Edelfelt is a native modern person, with no connection to the first king.
This problem is something only Moran could notice, and he hadn't considered these details during the unified dynasty.
Morgan and others were unaware of Moran's experiences before the simulation.
So, they couldn't remind him of this point.
It can be said that this time, Britain's consciousness took advantage of a loophole.
When Moran connected with the foundation of Britain, Britain had already known of Moran's return.
After excluding the non-selectable factors.
Considering various aspects, the consciousness of Britain has always believed that no one is more suitable to be king than Moran.
Since he can be chosen and bypass the rules of the incantation.
Then he must be the one selected.
Britain has always favored this great first king.
"Father… this problem… is really…"
"Mordred, I still want to maintain my current identity… Now… it seems… peaceful days are probably gone…"
"What does it matter? If the people know you are returning, it will definitely be very lively then!"
Mordred still enjoyed the excitement.
She still loved the Light King who once led the demon army.
Seeing her own daughter hold him in such high regard.
Moran could only show a doting smile, then let out a helpless sigh in her heart.
This wave is a retirement re-employment.
The magical system of Britain has been in operation for over a thousand years, and he has no intention of changing it for personal desires.
At the beginning, establishing the magical system cost such a high price.
Who could have imagined what results a change would lead to?
Now, Moran could only brace herself and ascend the throne again.
"Edelfelt? That's a prestigious magical family far in Northern Europe, right?
That group of gem hyenas actually produced a new king… I guess it's fair to say they are nouveau riche…"
The old woman Inorai shook her head and smiled bitterly.
Although not part of the Twelve Monarchs' family, it was still enough to gain the acceptance of the monarchs present.
After all, Edelfelt has quite a reputation.
It is also considered a well-known magical family among the many nobles.
If the newly chosen king were a magus without even three generations of lineage, the monarchs would truly question their lives.
"Hahaha… in terms of noble bloodlines… that's still something I can accept… at least he has inherited the bloodline of Edelfelt… but… I have never heard… of any legitimate son in the direct line of Edelfelt…"
Rufleus felt very confused.
Everyone was well aware of Edelfelt's twin inheritance, where each generation's head was primarily female.
"Ahem, teacher… Moran Edelfelt… he is a distant relative of the Edelfelt family by blood, and he has not inherited the family's magic crest; he is merely a one-generation magus…"
Kayneth said awkwardly.
Just when all the monarchs thought it was still acceptable, he directly poured a bucket of cold water on everyone like putting out a fire.
Kayneth could see his teacher trembling all over.
That was a reaction almost to the point of spitting blood from anger.
However, he held back for a long time without saying another word, then sighed like a deflated balloon.
The other party had already been chosen as the king of Britain.
He was the object of loyalty that must be offered.
To hold no respect and loyalty towards the new king was, in itself, a disrespect to Britain and this divine era.
This was a major taboo for the monarchs.
Marisbury curiously asked, "El-Melloi Monarch, you seem to know a lot about the new king."
"Of course, that unworthy student… ahem, this new king is indeed a student of my El-Melloi classroom."
Kayneth spoke with a complex expression.
He always felt that whenever things aligned with Moran, his pride and confidence were of no use.
On the other side, Rufleus's eyes lit up.
His dejected demeanor seemed to fade a bit.
"Kayneth… this new king… is your student?"
"Teacher… the new king is just my student; he is not yet my disciple, just a student in my El-Melloi classroom."
"Kayneth… I used to tell you often… there's no need to care about such details… it's just a matter of disciple and student…"
Rufleus pouted.
It was as if he was quite dissatisfied with Kayneth's way of categorizing relationships, bringing up his own teacher-student relationship with Kayneth.
This statement made everyone alert.
The leader of the democratic faction, McDonell, immediately stood up and said:
"Rufleus Monarch, vague concepts are not good. If we calculate this way, then the disciples under my name could number in the thousands. Students are still students, and disciples must be disciples; as monarchs, we must distinguish clearly!"
"Oh, Rufleus, you're being too impatient. The new king hasn't even ascended yet, and you're already having ideas?"
Inorai exhaled a puff of smoke.
She and McDonell saw through this old fox at a glance.
This guy could turn on a dime, completely embodying the traits of being dark, flattering, and treacherous.
One second, he was lamenting over the selection of the king.
The next second, he was thinking about how to use his disciple Kayneth to pull the new king towards aristocracy.
The monarchs knew that the king's ascension could not be denied.
Moreover, this king was destined to possess supreme divine authority.
It was impossible to interfere through violent means.
Such disloyalty would face the punishment of blood contracts.
Furthermore, the Clock Tower had experienced multiple king transitions over the past millennium, and they would soon accept the new king's ascension.
At this moment, the qualifications of the new king were not important.
With Britain's support, even an immature king would eventually be cultivated into a sufficiently qualified king.
Therefore, the monarchs need not worry about whether the king was suitable.
What was important was that the new king might need to grow at this stage. During this time, the monarchs could win him over.
For the monarchs who had fought for power for many years.
Now, this had already become a battle for the new king; the family that gained the new king's attention would achieve victory.