Chapter 987 Lifetime Consul

"The Holy Soul Wizard is not allowed to serve as the consul!"

A sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the conference hall, and the entire hall could be heard.

More than 300 imperial congressmen sitting in the audience looked at the legendary wizard who was speaking, and their faces changed color, but their reactions were different. Some were shocked, some were nervous, some were indifferent, some were angry, and some were trying to prevent themselves from losing their composure.

The next second, everyone looked at the consul on the stage.

This proposal is for the consul. Who doesn’t know that Lord Renn is a Holy Soul Wizard? The consul is not only a Holy Soul Wizard, but because the leader of the Modu Sect, Master Anxi, rarely appeared in the past ten years, allowing the consul to cover the sky and dominate the entire empire!

Master Nestu was the one who proposed the proposal.

He is one of the eight leaves of Flanese Floating City, a student of the Duke of Grey Eagle, and has another identity. The lord of the "Earl of Lady" under the Duke of Longpis, and Count Lady automatically won a seat in the Imperial Parliament.

Ladia is the second city among the Dukes after Longpis. Master Nestu was able to be named an earl, which shows that the Duke's trust in him is definitely his own people.

Master Nestu dared to initiate a proposal, and the supporters behind it were clear at a glance.

The Imperial MPs looked at Tim Kenan frequently and saw him expressionless, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Everyone's eyes returned to the consul, and found that the consul was not as angry as expected, with a very calm expression, and there was no slight fluctuation.

"Mr. Nestu." Ren said in a low voice: "Please explain the reasons for your proposal."

"yes."

Nestu walked out of his seat, stepped onto the stage and went to the podium, facing the Imperial Parliamentarians, and whispered: "My colleagues, I did not initiate this proposal to target the consul. We all see the achievements of the consul over the past ten years. His Excellency Rennes is the best consul in the history of the empire. I only admire and respect the consul, and I have no dissatisfaction or hostility."

Speaking of this, Nestu turned around and saluted solemnly to Rennes beside him.

Ren nodded slightly.

"but……"

Nestu's words changed, and he deliberately increased his tone and continued: "The reason why the Orionse Empire was able to develop to its present level depends on the leadership of the Supreme Council, guiding us to the direction and guarding the empire for the people. This is the victory of the system, and it is the efforts of everyone in the empire, not the credit of a certain person or a certain faction."

"Everyone, you can imagine what the Orionthal would look like today if the empire still had an emperor in power?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of many members of the congressmen changed.

Nestu said with a heavy face: "From the 271 year when Emperor Alpha disappeared to 1368 when the Supreme Parliament was established, the empire experienced two civil wars, four divisions and unifications in the first and last years, and more than two hundred wars, almost every war was caused by the replacement of the throne. How many killings have been caused and how much harm has it caused to the people of the empire?"

A low voice rang out in the chamber.

Renne's face finally showed a hint of turmoil. He looked at Nestu for a few times and had to say that the legendary wizard's speech was very convincing.

The most important thing is that his words imply that he wants to be the emperor.

It was even called!

Ren couldn't help but wonder if the Duke of Grey Eagle guessed his plan, or Nestu made a guess to increase his speech?

"You mean I want to be the emperor?" Renn asked in a low voice.

The chamber became quiet in an instant.

Nestu suddenly felt a huge pressure, cold sweat broke out from behind, and his feet were trembling.

He quickly explained: "I believe that the noble character of the consul will never have such a ridiculous idea. However, the power of the empire cannot be concentrated in the hands of one person. If this continues, the position of the consul will deteriorate, and its status will be above the Supreme Council, destroying the effective stable system that has been implemented for thousands of years."

"This is not good for the empire and also damages the consul's personal reputation."

"I hope the consul will give up this title for the sake of the overall situation. I also hope that all my colleagues will work together to maintain our system so that the empire can develop for another thousand years, two thousand years, or even ten thousand years, and become the greatest ten thousand-year empire in human history!"

After Nestu finished speaking, he bent down deeply at the congressmen in the audience, and lasted for more than ten seconds before he stood up, his face full of sincerity and pleading.

His posture is moving.

But not all the MPs were persuaded. A MPs sitting in the back row stood up and asked loudly: "Master Nestu, you also know how much the consul contributed to the empire. They did so many things in just one term. If the consul was not re-elected, how could the policies he implemented continue?"

"His Excellency Renne is a Holy Soul Wizard, who can also guide the implementation of imperial policies in the Supreme Council." Nestu replied immediately.

Another MP immediately retorted: "How do you guarantee that the successor consul has this ability?"

"The consul was selected among you, so his abilities are naturally not bad." Nestu smiled.

The MPs didn't buy it.

Someone whispered: "The forty-four consuls before His Excellency Rennes were also elected from the Imperial Councilors. Why isn't anyone able to achieve His Excellency Rennes' political achievements?"

"That's right, I don't dare to compete with the consul." Someone next to me agreed.

Most of the MPs nodded in agreement.

None of the more than 300 people present were easy to become members of the Imperial Congress, but the achievements of the consul were so dazzling. Even the most confident consuls did not dare to say that he could do what Rennes did, even one tenth of them were not as good as.

Amid the crowd of discussions, someone suddenly said coldly: "What if the new consul has his own ideas?"

"Yes!" A member of the parliament looked at the stage and questioned: "Master Nestu, if the new consul opposes His Excellency Renne's policies, who should I listen to?"

Nestu hesitated for a moment before answering: "Of course I heard from His Excellency Rennes."

"It would be better to let His Excellency Rennes continue to serve as the consul!"

“It makes sense.”

"Master Nestu's proposal is extravagant." Dozens of imperial parliamentarians agreed, their locations were very close to form an area, belonging to members of the Modu Sect.

A noble MP stood up and asked again: "What if the new consul insisted on his opinion?"

Nestu shook his head and said, "This will not happen. His Excellency Rennes represents the will of the Supreme Council."

"Why can't it?"

The noble MP sneered, "You dare to stand on the stage to oppose the re-election of the consul because of the support of the Duke. The new consul may also be yours. At that time, of course, he will dare to interrupt Your Excellency Renne's policies and even do the opposite!"

There were also members of the MPs in the front row standing up and accused: "Netus, you always say that for the empire, who doesn't know, it's just for the self-interest of the party."

"If the consul fails to be re-elected and interrupts the development momentum of the empire, can you afford this responsibility?"

"You are the sinner of the empire!"

One after another, the Imperial Congressman stood up to express his opposition to the proposal, and the crowd was infuriated and did not give Nestu a chance to defend himself. His expression was ugly.

“Bad talk!”

Seeing that Nestu was besieged, the voices of opposition almost drowned him, and finally couldn't sit still and support him.

Members of the two camps were caught in a verbal battle, and the chamber was noisy, like a vegetable market.

If it weren't for the Holy Soul Wizard of the Supreme Council, some impulsive Imperial Members would probably be unable to help but take action.

"quiet!"

Renn watched coldly for a while before he could stop.

The chamber has returned to quiet.

"Sit down for me." Renne's voice contained terrible pressure. The Imperial parliamentarians felt like they had their skulls lifted. When they poured a basin of cold water on their heads, they were silent and quickly closed their mouths and sat back to their seats.

Renn's eyes swept over the members of the congressmen below, and finally fell on Nestu, and said calmly: "Party members who initially support Master Tustu's proposal, please raise their hands."

There were more than twenty branches immediately on the left side of the audience, all of whom were balancing the MPs.

According to the law of the Imperial Parliament, as long as a proposal is supported by ten people in the preliminary vote, it can enter the voting process.

If the supporters are less than ten, the consul can directly reject them.

"Then vote."

Renne waved his hand and a simple table appeared on the stage. There were two transparent containers on the table, which reads in favor and opposition, and there were more than 300 gems next to it. This is the tool used by the Imperial Congressmen to vote. It is different from the form of voting for the ruling consuls, and it is a registered name.

"If you agree with Master Nestu's proposal and legislation prohibiting the Holy Soul Wizard from serving as the consul, please vote for it."

"Please vote against it, otherwise."

Renn announced the voting process and stepped back.

Nestu was the first to go over, picked up a gem and injected soul power to vote for it, then retreated to the audience and returned to his position. After he went down, the MPs in the front row stood up and went to the stage in an orderly manner, and in front of the Holy Soul Wizards, they picked up the gems one by one and put them into the container.

Some people agree, some oppose, and a few people put the gem aside to express their abstention.

At the beginning, there were obviously more votes for favors.

A smile flashed in Tim Kennan's eyes.

The proposal of the Imperial Parliament requires two-thirds of the members to agree to it before it can be passed. There are a total of 329 members of the Imperial Parliament, all of which are present today. The votes for approval must reach 220.

The number of Imperial members belonging to the three major camps of the Supreme Parliament is similar, each faction accounts for about one-third, but some members have a weak attitude and often change their camps. There are more than 30 such swing members. In the past few months, they have privately summoned most of the swing members to ensure that they voted in favor, and with the basic balance of the Balanced and Nethers, they can get more than 240 votes!

Once the Imperial Parliament passes the proposal, it will be handed over to the Supreme Parliament and a vote will be made on the spot.

The consul of Rennes is over!

Tim Kennan sneered in his heart, glanced over Rennes, and found that Rennes was also looking at him, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

"What does he mean?"

Tim Kennan suddenly felt a little uneasy. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw an imperial MP vote against it and his face suddenly became gloomy.

This man was Viscount Casin of the southern part of the empire, one of the swing MPs.

He visited Casin's territory in person for half a month and promised many benefits, including giving the Casin family an opportunity to enter the Flanese Floating City to learn magic. The other party was grateful and said that he would vote for it in the Imperial Parliament.
To be continued...