The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword - Chapter 892

Chechen did not expect that when he announced that he was going to run for the king of Poland, it was not Natalie who was already stranger to him, nor Prince Mihavu and his princess mother, but his uncle who was most opposed and angry. Pidro.

Pedro felt he was suffocated the moment he heard that his nephew was about to run for the king of Poland. His face flushed, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

Afterwards, Pidro staggered back and leaned on the conference table behind him. He was cold all over, and his eyes were pitch black.

Because Pidro was standing at the back, Cheerchen didn’t notice the unusualness of his uncle. After saying that he was going to run for the King of Poland, Cheechen scanned the surroundings and observed the expressions of everyone else.

Natalie pursed her lips and looked at herself, her eyes full of sadness.

“She definitely doesn’t want to run for the King of Poland and compete with the people she supports.” Cheer Chen thought.

Looking at Jan Sobieski again, the Polish general was making fists with both hands, as if he wanted to rush up and punch himself.

“I don’t love power, I just want to avenge Mihavu Knight.” Che Chen said silently.

His eyes turned to Prince Mihavu and his mother.

Cheerchen wanted to see what his Gaomen Hanto, who regarded himself as an enemy, looked like when he knew that he was going to run for the king of Poland, but Princess Garicedai stepped in front of his son.

Then, the princess smiled and walked towards herself.

“Earl Chechen is young and promising. It would be a blessing for the Republic if you can become the King of Poland. Although my son and Earl are competitors, if you can become our king, I am sincerely happy.” Said Princess Galisadie.

Although Cheerchen understood that this must be insincere, but from the mouth of the princess, it was so sincere and from the heart.

“If Prince Mihavu can become a king, I will also be loyal to him and do my best to support him.”

Cheerchen also replied insincerely as he stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man.

Princess Garicedai started, and the other nobles present either sincerely or hypocritically greeted Cheerchen, wishing him to be the king of Poland.

“Everyone,”

Suddenly, Jan Sobieski, who has been silent, said, “I think the topic of the meeting should be who should be the commander of the army, rescue Kamenets, and avenge the Mihav knight. As for Count Alvar Chechen wants to run for the election of the King of Poland. He can submit a qualification review to the Qualification Committee. If the Qualification Committee passes the review, he can certainly stand for the election.”

Jan Sobieski’s tone was blunt, and people could tell his unhappiness.

“Yes, it is true.” Princess Galisadai nodded in favor of Jan Sobieski’s statement.

The reason Princess Galisadie and Jan Sobes are on the same front is because she understands that although her son is a great contender for the King of Poland, if her son becomes a great contender. The commander-in-chief of the Wang Jun had established prestige in the war, and then Cheer Chen would not be considered a big threat by then. So she agreed with Jan Sobieski.

At this time, supporters of the Lorraine faction also clamored, demanding that the topic of the meeting be brought back to the question of “who will be the commander of the king’s army”.

Facing the unprecedented unanimous attitude of the three factions, Cheerchen’s political trivial words let the three factions’ conspiracy disappear.

He said: “Everyone, everyone knows that you want your candidate to be the commander-in-chief of the royal army in order to pave the way for him to become the king of Poland. The future king of Poland. Then there is no need to be so troublesome. Let’s directly elect the new king of Poland, and then let the king lead us to fight against the heretics of Ottoman Turkey and defeat the holy war sun.”

The vernacular exposing the conspiracy of the four factions made no one know how to communicate. As a bystander, Boguslav stood behind Chechen and looked at everyone’s deflated appearance, almost laughing out loud.

He feels that this election will be the most interesting election in Polish history.

Just when everyone was silent, Natalie in the crowd opened her mouth. And this time, she seemed to be on Cheerchen’s side.

“Yes, this is indeed the best plan.”

Jan Sobieski looked at Natalie incredulously, wondering why she suddenly stood on Cheerchen’s side again.

Is it because she wants to be a queen and is ready to go back to her husband and turn her back on becoming the Duke of Gan?

Jan Sobieski was surprised.

However, Natalie continued to say: “Everyone, Earl Chechen is right. Supporters of our four factions are competing for the position of commander of the king’s army here. In fact, it is just to make their candidates more hopeful to become the next. One-term king. So even if the commander-in-chief is elected now, some of us will break down and act on our own in the war for the benefit of our own faction or out of unrest. First choose the king, and then let the king lead us to defeat the heretics who killed the Mihav knights. Just as King Jan Kazimierz led us in the Battle of Berestečko.”

Although Natalie’s words were not impassioned, they were open and straightforward. Jan Sobieski couldn’t help but flush.

“Compared with her, I really can’t be called a patriot.” He felt ashamed.

Then, Jan Sobieski expressed support for Natalie.

Prince Boguslav also stood up at the right time and clamored for his support for this “king first and then commander” plan.

Seeing this, the other three factions stopped insisting.

Thus, the matter was settled-the election of the king will be held within a month. By then, the new king will take over the scepter of the king’s commander while taking over the crown, and command the whole army to meet the Ottoman Turks.

After the discussion was over, everyone at the meeting also began to disperse. And even though she helped Cheerchen at a critical time, Natalie wasn’t trying to reconcile with Cheerchen. She was the first to walk out after the door opened.

Prince Boguslav wanted to congratulate Cheorchen, but saw Cheorchen rushing towards Pidro in three steps and two steps.

At this time, Cheer Chen realized that Uncle Pidro was strange.

“Uncle, uncle.” Cheerchen grabbed Pidro’s shoulders and called.

While yelling, Cheerchen kept shaking Pidro’s body.

Sweat broke out on Pidro’s forehead. Then Pedro returned to his senses.

“Uncle!” Cheer Chen shouted in surprise.

After recovering, Pidro also grabbed Cheerchen’s shoulders. He desperately asked Cheerchen: “Why are you coming back? Why are you here to choose the king of Poland! You don’t know that you are putting yourself up. Roast on the fire?”