I Will Be The Crowned King

After getting the information he wanted, Ansen didn't plan to stay in this chapel for a long time, so he got up and left decisively.

Under the dark night, An Sen, wearing a gray long-sleeved trench coat, blended in with the surrounding scenery, and soon disappeared from the alley, walking towards the Governor's mansion unhurriedly.

To solve the old gods in the new world... or those extremely xenophobic believers of the three old gods, it is not enough to just pull out a few strongholds and kill a few or even dozens of spellcasters.

The influence the other party has had on this continent has lasted for thousands of years. It is not a group of colonists who just arrived, and can easily be wiped out in a dozen or even a hundred or two years. On the contrary, the more cruel the colonizers suppress, the more The firmer the belief in the Three Old Gods.

And on this continent known as the "land of rest", there are tombs of the three old gods.

What's more, even if he could completely pull out the belief in the Three Old Gods, it wouldn't do him any real good.

First of all, the basis for the existence of the Faithful Alliance is gone, the Free Confederation also lacks a slogan that can unite the majority and suppress the separatist forces, and the Rune family, which is a behind-the-scenes force, will also become extraordinarily dangerous.

Suppressing, attracting, assimilating... it is more in the interests of the storm division and even everyone.

We must eliminate those extremely uncooperative native spellcasters, and secondly try to win over the semi-naturalized natives' beliefs—or at least pretend beliefs—the Ring of Order, and finally the Rune family will enter the new world and replace those The ecological niche occupied by mad believers, and the prosperous ecumenical beliefs along the coast, can also become a "firewall" against the Church of Order.

In order to do this, we must first carry out the most thorough suppression of the part of the old gods who are extremely expats; to kill them, we need an intelligence network that can cover the entire new world, especially the intelligence network of the old gods.

From this point of view, Phil Crecy actually bet right, and he really needs him - including the Faithless Knights behind him.

From August to the beginning of the new year, there are six or seven months in total. After that, the counter-offensive from the empire may start at any time; Greatly increase operational efficiency.

Of course, joining forces with this group of people is not without risks; apart from the high possibility of the other party lying, it is...

"stop."

Just as he was about to enter the gate of the Governor's Mansion, a beautiful figure blocked his way.

Freya stared at the thin figure in front of her, her icy pupils were already scarlet like blood, overflowing with murderous intent.

"why?"

The elf queen's words were succinct and clear, obviously not wanting to waste time - waiting outside the gate of the unmanned governor's mansion, obviously not worried about the safety of the commander-in-chief who did not return in the middle of the night.

Anson is very sure that if her answer does not satisfy Her Majesty, she will never take into account her ally with Louis or Talia's attitude.

So he intends to tell the truth, but not the complete truth... An Sen slowly turned around, his originally confident expression instantly became solemn and mixed with a hint of helplessness, as if he was forced to make a decision after thinking for a long time:

"Old Gods."

This answer is obviously very much in line with Freya's expectations, but it doesn't completely satisfy her, and her stern expression is only slightly relaxed:

"If it's just for that, you can ask Louie for help...he won't refuse."

"But that would put my best friend at risk." Anson said righteously: "Louis Bernard, you should understand his character. Once he decides what to do, he often ignores his life and death; he abides by chivalry. , is more important to him than life."

"So I would never do such a thing unless there was nothing I could do... I will never forget the scene when Louis, who was at the end of the road, was forced to helpless, abandoning the dignity of a knight to seek help in the royal court of Iser."

The voice fell, and the effect was immediate—the elven girl who was touched, the blood in her pupils instantly dissipated.

She took a few steps forward, but her slightly softer eyes did not completely relax her vigilance.

"I swear, if I see you again, I will kill you." Freya stared at Anson's eyes, as if to peep into the depths of her soul:

"But I also promised Talia that as long as you didn't hurt Louis, you'd do your best to help."

Vigorously twitching his throat, Anson tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile:

"I swear...never hurt my best friend!"

The elf girl nodded slightly and walked past An Sen's figure to the corridor inside the mansion.

"The Untrustworthy Knights are a group of unreliable liars. When I decide to set off, I will walk with you..."

Indifferent voices sounded from behind, drifting for a long time in the deep corridor.

An Sen always had his back to the door, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief until the other party's breath completely disappeared.

He turned around, and another petite figure appeared in front of the empty door, looking at himself with a shallow smile.

"You were just...here?"

Talia, who was still smiling, did not speak, but nodded.

"……always there?"

Talia nodded slightly again.

"Including... when she threatened me?"

The girl suddenly tilted her head and blinked slyly.

Anson's mouth suddenly twitched.

But Talia suddenly stepped forward and whispered in a breezy tone:

"Bishop Ruibo, Phil Crecy, Freya Mosesfield..."

"Dear Anson, you are going to pacify the true **** believers in the land of rest, such a dangerous and terrifying thing, Talia, your fiancee is... the fourth one knows?"

"And, in the 'unfortunate' presence of Talia?"

Facing the girl's suddenly resentful gaze, An Sen, who was proud of his acting skills a few minutes ago, froze instantly.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, the girl had already grabbed his collar first, and her petite head was gently pressed against his chest, and her clear eyes came into his field of vision:

"Don't dear Anson feel like he should be frightened, poor Thalia... make it up?"

………………

"Compensation, why compensation?"

In the Franz Mansion in Clovis City, Sophia, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at her father who suddenly left her in surprise, with a hint of impatience in her expression.

I asked the chairman of the Northern Border Chamber of Commerce to meet on Frederick Street in the afternoon to discuss the investment promotion of Beluga Port Bank—the church's Morning News and the military's "Kingdom Loyalty News" refused to help, only Think of a way to rely on your own newspapers.

The agreed time was four o'clock in the afternoon, and it is now three fifteen, and I haven't set out from home yet... In this kind of race against time, what kind of compensation did my father say to me?

"Accurately speaking, it is in the name of the royal family of Austeria to increase the power of the Governor of Ice Dragon Fjord." Archbishop Luther slowly put down the latest issue of "Morning News" and whispered in a low voice. :

"By the standard, this involves a small ceremony, and the recipient needs to know and prepare at least four weeks in advance... I'm just doing a routine."

"Routine?"

Sophia was even more puzzled, and looked a little impatiently at the clock in the corner: "Why does the royal family suddenly want to increase my power, and I am also an honorary governor... According to you, it is only used to make the empire mistaken Thinking that Clovis values ​​the colonies, it's just a means to attract their attention."

"Yes, and it is the same now." Luther Franz replied lightly:

"The so-called attention also depends on the level and the situation... If you are made the real governor at the beginning, it is impossible to attract the attention of the empire; so first let you become the first honorary governor in history, and then gradually grant you more rights. , and then cooperate with more colonial-oriented policies, and use a step-by-step approach to gain the trust of the empire."

"And this ceremony is also a part of gaining the trust of the Empire... I have discussed with His Majesty Carlos II privately, and the Franz family will fund half of it to make the ceremony as grand as possible, and invite the ambassadors of the empire and the VIPs of the major duchies, Advertise it to them."

"But although it is a means to gain the trust of the Empire, the whole process is completely real-as the Governor of Ice Dragon Fjord..."

"Honorary Governor!" The sullen Sophia emphasized.

Archbishop Luther didn't care, and continued with a slight pause: "First of all, the garrison corps stationed in the Ice Dragon Fjord...that is, 'your' Storm Division, will officially be upgraded from the infantry division to the 'legion' level, and the organization will be from The local garrison is transferred to the Governor's Guard."

"In other words, although they are already the standing army of the kingdom, you can already give orders to them in your own name without any other means."

"real?!"

Sophia's eyes lit up.

"As Clovis's first great colony governor, there is nothing in the kingdom's existing laws that can be used for reference, so the scope of authority refers to the empire's former imperial colony chief minister." Archbishop Luther nodded slightly:

"Didn't you hate that the royal family and the Privy Council only used you as a vase? Now, as long as the Ice Dragon Fjord is involved, as the governor, you have the qualifications and power to discuss politics."

"Of course, in general Clovis is still mainly about giving up the colonies, which cannot be changed. On this basis, you can have some free play space, such as..." Luther gave her a deep look :

"The investment bank that you and the Northland Chamber of Commerce negotiated privately is among them."

The girl who was told what was on her mind was startled.

"When you asked Mrs. Katerina to help you contact the president of the Northland Chamber of Commerce, she already told me about it." Before her daughter could speak, Luther Franz directly announced the answer:

"Behind the Northland Chamber of Commerce are the Roland family and all the wealthy families in the north of the empire. Once the Northland Chamber of Commerce agrees to your investment plan, the news about this matter will appear on Emperor Herid's desk the next day."

Sophia, who was silent, gritted her teeth unwillingly.

Although I didn't think about hiding anything, the way I finally found out was under my father's supervision from the very beginning; and listening to his tone, it seemed that I was able to succeed because what I was going to do was exactly in line with him. "expected".

No, not right.

If that's the case, then there is no need for him to interfere at all, let alone to raise it suddenly at this time, and to increase the real power of his so-called "honorary governor"; just the Roland family behind the Northern Chamber of Commerce is enough to cause Emperor Herid paid attention.

Specially improve his status, but also raise his storm division to the legion level; no matter how you think, it is unnecessary.

unless……

"Has the situation in the new world changed?" Sophia asked cautiously:

"Anson Bach... has already fought the Empire head-on?"

From the young girl's point of view, apart from this, there is probably no other reason that could attract the attention of the royal family and the Privy Council so quickly; when she got the news of Anson's march to Longhu Town, she had a vague hunch in this regard.

One... no, two! As long as he can win the two colonies, even temporarily, it will be enough to change the balance of power between the two countries in the new world and cause the empire to pay enough attention.

Facing his daughter's question, Archbishop Luther frowned slightly, showing a thoughtful look: "Indeed, according to the news from the Navy, Anson Bach is indeed due to colonial issues, and the Empire's Colonial Minister Bernard There was a little conflict between them.”

"As for the specific situation... Instead of letting me tell you, it's better to wait for the letter he sent you to explain that it should be more detailed." The archbishop said while slowly getting up:

"Now, I think it's almost time for you to go to the banquet."

Going to a banquet?

The girl looked up at the clock on the side again, and the long and narrow black minute hand was infinitely approaching the "Eleven" position on the clock dial.

Nope, less than five minutes left!

Sophia, who had no time to complain to her father, got up in a hurry and picked up the top hat and tuxedo jacket she had left on the sofa. Dressed up a thousand times.

"Oh~www.novelmt.com~ That's right."

Just as the girl was about to rush out of the gate, the archbishop stopped her again: "Do you remember Colonel William Cecil?"

"The eldest son of the Cecil family, the person in charge of tax collection at Beluga Port?" Sophia's mind quickly reflected the figure who had only met once: "What's wrong?"

"In the next few days, Colonel William will arrive at Clovis City to report...with his father and a few elders." Luther said indifferently, as if to say something trivial:

"At that time, they will also attend the ceremony. I would like to trouble you to discuss with him about the work of awarding Anson Bach to the brigadier general-as the governor of the colony, this is your responsibility..."

Before the Archbishop could finish speaking, there was no one in front of the empty gate.

Five minutes later, an exclamation came from the vestibule of Franz's mansion from a distance:

"brigadier--?!!!!"

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