Frail Esmond

"Damn this new Apostle, conspiring with foreign races, sabotaging our human foundations, acting foolish!"

"Well said, so let us take the lead!"

"You are still embroiled in civil strife, not fit to lead. It's a thankless task, better let us handle it."

"That won't do, Xuan is currently selecting a new sovereign, such trivial matters shouldn't bother you, let us handle it..."

"Oh? Then who calls the shots in Lao Ai?"

"Obviously, it's me. I am the legitimate royal lineage, if not me, then who?"

"Nonsense, I am also born of our father, why shouldn't I be king? I refuse to accept this."

"Focus on the bigger picture; you are too impetuous to hold the position of sovereign..."

"&#@%$W%$...."

The council hall quickly descended into chaos, and it looked like it wasn't going to stop any time soon.

For the past twenty days, it had been like this every day; twenty days of discussion yielded only two resolutions.