I Will Be The Crowned King

Remember [New] for a second,! Early in the morning, Xiaolongcheng Palace.

Bernard Morwes, dressed in a long gown with a bright blue and gold iris pattern and a silver sash on his chest, paced back and forth in the corridor outside the small audience hall with his hands behind his back, waiting to be summoned.

He himself has no hobby for spreading. It is better to say that he is more accustomed to standing still or sitting somewhere, which is easier to calm down; but as soon as he stops or turns his back, he can feel at least two-digit gazes. staring at himself.

For today's audience, Juliana almost ordered all the servants and guards in the palace; it seemed that as long as there was a disturbance, the emperor would immediately be furious with her, convicted and sent herself to prison.

This expensive expense, including the various entertainments that I ran for myself before, made the small family overwhelmed; if it wasn't for the face when treating guests, I would almost start selling the silverware and portraits in the manor... …

Thinking back to the night with his servants rummaging through boxes and cabinets, hanging all the medals he could find at home on his sash, ironing the dress himself, and helping his worried wife, Bernard couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

He turned around and was about to continue walking in the opposite direction from before when a burly figure in a knight's attire and a breastplate hidden under a white cloak appeared in the field of vision. The rhythm like a war drum came towards him quickly.

Bernard took a deep breath, greeted him with a polite smile, and at the same time did not forget to stretch out his right hand: "My dear Archduke Edland, several months have passed since we parted, and I didn't expect to see you again so soon. …”

"why did not you tell me?!"

Directly ignoring the palm that had been stretched out in front of him, Archduke Edland, who frowned, said, "Why did you hide Ed Levant's death when we first met?!"

"I-I didn't..."

"You've made a near-fatal mistake, Bernard Morwis!" Archduke Adland once again seized the right to speak: "If not handled well, this matter may drag us all into hell, Do you understand?!"

"I……"

"Of course you understand, that's why you choose to hide it, but it's not as easy as you think, right?" Archduke Edland snorted coldly:

"The Levant family are not fools. They have a little bit of connections in the New World, not to mention their relationship with the church. You should understand from the beginning how much risk it is..."

"Damn it, of course I know!"

Bernard, who was continuously stealing, couldn't help but suppress his voice and growl, while trying to keep his expression from being noticed by those around him: "Ed Levent is my best friend, no offense, but I care more about his life than you!"

"Did you think I hadn't thought about saving it? Of course I did! I can assure you that no more people in the whole new world would know that he was dead than one hand; even the Green Dragon was killed by me. Control public opinion as much as possible and avoid any relationship with the Old Gods, just to avoid being found by the church to find a suitable reason!"

"You are the Grand Duke of Adelaide, Louis' father, I respect you - but this is not the reason for you to hold me accountable." Bernard took a deep breath, the tight neckline suddenly made him breathless:

"For the sake of the empire, I have done my best, even if things don't go in the direction everyone wants, I have a clear conscience!"

"But Ed Levent is dead, he is dead." Archduke Adelland's face was extremely ugly:

"If you tell me about this in advance, then I can visit the Levent family first, tell them this regrettable but irreversible result, and then work with them to persuade His Majesty to abandon the plan of counterattack against the colony; but now... They, who had nothing to do with the new world, have become the most extreme main battle faction."

"Right now, those who still oppose His Majesty's giving up on counter-attacking the colonies are the only ones left with Bernard and the Roland family... Four to two, plus the Holy See's Holy War Army, this meaningless war is unavoidable!"

"Four to two? I remember that the Whartons didn't always try to oppose..."

"They agreed. The Levent family agreed to give up the position of the imperial military attache and give it to a young man from the Wharton family." Archduke Edland said coldly:

"Of course the real price is definitely far more than that, but this is the only information I have so far... Guess what is the reason for the Levant family to give in and compromise, my great Colonial Minister?"

Bernard gasped.

Four of the six grand dukes agreed, and the royal family was five to two... Although not all of them agreed, it was almost impossible to stop the emperor.

No, the situation is probably more dangerous than not being able to stop it - the Roland and Bernard families who opposed the recapture of the colony are both wealthy families in the north of the empire and have direct interests in the colony; when the entire empire agreed with the emperor, it was this The two families became the last dissenters.

What will the emperor think, what will the royal family think, and even the thousands of subjects, knights, believers of the Ring of Order in the entire empire...

Cold sweat ran across his gradually stiff cheeks, causing Bernard's mouth to twitch unconsciously.

"Very well, it seems that you have understood the seriousness of the problem."

Archduke Edland nodded slightly, and a trace of exhaustion appeared in his frowning brows: "The matter has reached the point where it is impossible to stop the emperor, but there is still a chance to prevent the empire from fighting in this meaningless war. Being exploited by some mean coward."

Vile coward... Bernard's eyes turned; "Clovis?"

"I dare to bet my wife's chastity, they must be overjoyed when they get this news!" Archduke Edland said contemptuously:

"Without success or a complete victory, the amount of human and material resources wasted by the Empire in this war will be astronomical; the losses caused by then will not be able to fully recover for three to five years, the Clovis people... They will get the right The decisive advantage of the empire."

"Of course, it's also possible that they hope to reach a truce with this; nothing is impossible for those timid and cowardly hillbillies." He couldn't help but add.

"Indeed." Bernard agreed, and then tentatively asked:

"So, your plan is for the Clovis to be the vanguard of the Mujahideen?"

"Not only the pioneers, but also the sincerity. Don't they always pretend to be 'devout' and are willing to share the worries of the Holy See? Wouldn't I be sorry for myself if I didn't show it well?"

Archduke Adelland took a deep breath: "We must let the emperor understand that it is of course possible to launch a crusade, but it must be the joint action of the entire world of order, not just the empire - that will only make us appear to be isolated by the entire old continent, and Can't show his majesty as the guardian of the orderly world."

"But... we have been isolated." Bernard couldn't help but said: "Since the saints betrayed the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea in the ninety-fifth year of the calendar, and lost the land of Hantu and the Elf Kingdom of Iser the year before."

"That's right, so it's even more difficult for the emperor to notice this - if he finds out, he will put the blame on the despicable Clovis people." Archduke Edland nodded:

"In the entire world of order, they are the second most powerful force after the empire; if even they are false, it will be difficult for the remaining forces to be active enough, let alone the unity of the world of order, let alone the formation of a crusade against heresy. Army!"

"Makes sense!" Bernard nodded in agreement.

He has roughly understood the idea of ​​Archduke Adran... It is not to stop the emperor, but to delay this ridiculous and meaningless action indefinitely through diplomatic means.

Not to mention the dominance of the Mujahideen Army and their respective assigned obligations, the armistice agreement alone can wrangle for several months, and the turbulent sea has a sailing period.

One year, no...two years, if you are lucky, you may be able to delay it to more than three years!

In three years, the situation in the orderly world may have been turned upside down. Even if the emperor wants to retake the colony, there is no more suitable opportunity.

The door of the small audience hall opened, and the royal servant standing behind the door with his hands behind his back bowed his head respectfully and said:

"Your Majesty is entertaining Clovis's ambassador. Please two adults to come together and taste the coffee that Her Majesty the Queen brews by herself."

The two looked at each other and saw a bit of apprehension and determination in each other's eyes. Then, while tacit understanding, Gu Lean followed the attendant into the small audience hall.

………………

Clovis City, Osteria Palace.

"Is there really no problem with this?"

Putting down the document in his hand, Carlos II looked out the window worriedly: "The empire will really agree to such harsh conditions of a truce?"

In the quiet council room, the archbishop with his back to the king sat at the empty long table;

"And the Privy Council sent the draft of the armistice agreement to our ambassador in Xiaolong City without my consent, which is ridiculous!"

"Have they ever thought about how passive the empire will be once the empire is really threatened in the name of the church and the guardian of the ordered world?!"

"Well, even if the Empire accepts our advice, wouldn't the outcome be worse - the only colonies have to be surrendered, and Clovis' power will be thrown into a meaningless war, this time for Our strength has caused an unprecedented weakening!"

Words full of complaints and complaints echoed in the empty room, and the original silence soon returned.

"You seem to be very quiet today, Your Excellency Archbishop." Carlos turned his head and looked at Luther Franz's back: "Is there nothing you want to say?"

"what?"

"Don't you have any comments on the draft armistice presented by the Privy Council?"

"Of course not." Luther Franz, who did not look back, said calmly:

"I don't know what was written in that document, and naturally I have no right to express any opinion... You should have not forgotten that I am the archbishop of Clovis Diocese, and the church cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the kingdom."

"Yes, of course I understand this!" Carlos II waved his hand impatiently: "But you must have known, through someone or a certain way, I don't believe that you saw it more than the time I'm still too late!"

"But since you insist, then I will tell you directly... The Privy Council has prepared a draft of an armistice agreement with the Empire in order to form the Crusaders, which requires the Empire to immediately give up all the lands, strongholds and fortresses occupied in the past two years, Restore the borders to their pre-war state in 99 A.S.

"Besides that, because the war was initiated by the empire, some compensation must be given, and the two fortresses at key positions were handed over to Clovis, and returned to the empire after the end of the holy war, to prove that the empire has The seriousness and sincerity of this jihad."

"Well, it sounds reasonable." Luther Franz nodded slightly:

"But based on what I know about the emperor personally, he probably won't regard this as a truce, but Clovis is claiming compensation for his victory."

"You are absolutely right!" Carlos' voice trembled slightly:

"How could the good-faced guy agree to such an excessive request?!"

"He won't." The Archbishop looked at him:

"But does that matter to you, Your Majesty?"

Excited, Carlos froze.

"I-I don't quite understand what you mean, why is this... not important to me?"

"If you are in a hurry to stop the war, then yes." Luther Franz said calmly:

"But if you want Clovis to maximize the benefits from this jihad, or minimize losses, then ... it's an optional item."

"It is because your courtiers realized this that they sent the draft to the ~www.novelmt.com~ Carlos II in Xiaolong City without consulting you: "...why? "

"Because the emperor hopes to become the supreme commander of the Crusade Army, and also hopes to regain the six lost colonies, or even get more."

"He needs the support of Clovis, because this war cannot be a one-man show for the Empire, and if Clovis makes it clear that he will not participate, it will give other forces a reason not to participate."

"Although the church will also put pressure on Clovis, at least on the surface he... We cannot interfere in secular disputes, which must be resolved by the Empire; so Clovis can ask for a price and negotiate with the Empire - anyway, the best The anxious party should never be you."

With the calm and seductive voice of the old man, Carlos gradually fell into contemplation, and immediately seemed to realize something, and said carefully:

"So the best direction for Clovis is to drag this matter down as much as possible?"

Hearing this, Luther Franz suddenly stood up, bowed and saluted Carlos with a serious expression that startled Carlos:

"My king is wise!"