I will be crowned king

Late at night, Bogner Mansion.

Riding in a slightly dilapidated taxi and wearing a royal blue tuxedo, Philippe Rolland arrived at the gate of the mansion in a "low-key" way in his concept.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw an old man in luxurious clothes standing outside the house, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. His expression was extremely kind and amiable, like an elder preparing gifts for a visit to a child's home, but his back was to the door. of.

Recalling his mission to come to the door in a low-key manner, Philippe Rolland hesitated for a moment whether to come back another day. But when he thought that he was already at the door, he stepped forward with some reluctance and asked tentatively: "Excuse me, are you..."

"I am the butler of the Bogner family, and I am here to welcome distinguished guests." The old man said very kindly:

"May I ask you are?"

housekeeper? Then why are you standing at the door? Could it be that besides yourself, there are other people who have known the news of Viscount Bogner's return today in advance, and even made an appointment to meet... All kinds of random thoughts appeared in Philip's mind in turn, and finally all Fixed on Wei Wei Qian who was full of politeness:

"I'm the current president of the Northern Chamber of Commerce. I'm here uninvited because..."

"understand."

The old butler with a kind face interrupted gracefully, took the initiative to give up his seat, and waved to Philip: "Please come in, Mr. President, my master has been waiting for a long time."

What, so much waiting... Did he know I was coming from the beginning? !

Philip was shocked. He didn't tell anyone about his trip. To a certain extent, it could even be regarded as a temporary decision. It was not part of the plan at all... How did Viscount Bognar, who had just returned to Clovis City, know about it?

Could it be that the taxi driver who sent him here was the other party's spy, or that a passer-by who passed by him was mixed with a spy maintained by the Bogner family - this would be too terrifying!

Just when the president of the Northern Chamber of Commerce lamented that the reformists in the Privy Council were really pervasive and that he had no secrets to speak of in Clovis City, he was already distracted by the old butler who led him to the living room and invited him to sit down: "The master will be here soon. Come on, please wait a moment."

"Okay, uh... okay."

"Because it is an impromptu meeting, the preparations are very hasty. There is only one bottle of aged wine that has not been opened. Do you want some?"

The kind old manager suddenly chuckled and said: "Ah, I'm sorry, I almost forgot. It must be very important to be a guest at this time. I won't waste your time on trivial things like drinking wine."

As soon as he finished speaking, regardless of the dry-mouthed Phillip's attempts to stop him, the old butler withdrew and left, leaving him alone in the empty hall.

The mood of the president of the Northern Chamber of Commerce, who was shocked and frightened just now, was suddenly replaced by anger - as one of the best, or most likely the leader of the chamber of commerce in the world of Order, he is also a strong contender for the position of the future head of the Roland family, even if his behavior is slightly rude. , but it would be too arrogant to dare to "treat" yourself like this.

Even though as a foreigner, it is impossible for him to really have any influence on Clovis politics, it is more than enough to embarrass the Bognar family.

Just when he was extremely angry, Viscount Bogner appeared in the living room in time, which somewhat relieved Philip's anger.

He was wearing regular clothes, and the shirt underneath looked very messy, which may be due to the fatigue from the journey. His smiling expression looked extremely tired, so tired that he could fall asleep as long as he didn't pay attention.

"I apologize for the poor hospitality, Your Excellency Philippe." Viscount Bognar smiled and took the initiative to extend his hand to say hello: "No special preparations, please sit down."

Seeing that the other party's words and attitude were so gentle, Phillip, who was somewhat calmer, was just about to sit down when he saw that the other party was still standing there with a smile, which gave him a creepy feeling.

"What's wrong?" The smiling Viscount Bognar put his hands behind his back:

"What is the problem?"

"No, nothing!"

Philip, whose throat twitched, forced a smile: "Well, His Excellency Viscount Bognar, the purpose of my trip is..."

"Anson Bach." The tired-looking Viscount Bogner still smiled: "Yes, I firmly believe that the accusations against him by the War Department are pure slander!"

"You, you know?!" Philip was shocked: "But I haven't said it yet!"

"No, I don't know. I was just chatting casually. By chance, I somehow... came up with the question you wanted to ask, and at the same time, by coincidence, I answered the question."

Viscount Bogner's smile became stiffer: "Please continue."

"I……"

Philip opened his mouth and hid behind him with some fear: "As you know, the Roland family and the Northern Chamber of Commerce have considerable interests in the New World, and they also have a very prosperous trade with Clovis, so us……"

"Firmly support the alliance between Clovis and the Free Confederacy!" Viscount Bognar suddenly turned serious:

"Anyone who obstructs the friendly agreement between the two countries is an open traitor, and anyone who secretly or indirectly undermines the agreement is a covert traitor!"

After saying that, he returned to that extremely stiff smile: "Please continue."

Philip: "..."

To be honest, he was suddenly a little scared.

Of course, this is completely reasonable. Anyone who sees Viscount Bognar who always answers the questions he wants to ask before he can, and who looks like he is possessed from head to toe, will not be afraid.

His throat twitched again, Phillip glanced at the door of the living room behind him. The distance between himself and the escape exit was not far away. This gave him great confidence, and he had the courage to finish the rest of what he wanted to say:

"Therefore, although our Northern Chamber of Commerce is not a Chamber of Commerce organization in Clovis, if possible, we hope..."

"Please rest assured that we, the Bogner family, will stand unswervingly behind Anson Bach and the Storm Legion, and do everything we can to clear his false accusations!" Viscount Bogner's eyes shone:

"The Army Department is despicable and vicious, and its methods have no bottom line. It's time to eradicate them!"

"boom--"

With a loud noise, the door to the living room was pushed open. Outside, Philip's back was seen running wildly on his hands and feet, and a boot fell at the door.

Viscount Bognar still stood motionless, looking ahead, like an armor decoration decorating the empty space in the corner of the room.

After a long time, the old butler once again held the bottle of aged wine that had not been opened all day, and carefully walked out of the shadow of the room: "Sir, have the guests left?"

"Leave, but don't be careless yet." Viscount Bogner's face was stiff and his eyes were like lightning: "This is only seventy-six. I have a hunch that the guests who come to visit tonight will definitely hope to hit the following three figures."

"In this way, you continue to watch outside the door. I will go back to the house and lie down for a while. If there is any movement, send me a coded signal. You must persist to the end."

"yes!"

Straightening his back as hard as he could, the old housekeeper solemnly gave a military salute to his master.

……………………………………………………

After leaving Viscount Bogner's residence, Anson went straight to the "Shotgun Club" specially introduced by Teacher Erich.

On the one hand, this is of course because he needs to continue to win over "his own people". After all, Anson's foundation in the army is not deep. These club members, especially the officers who came from the Skirmisher Section in recent periods, are probably very few officers except the Storm Legion. There are members outside the regiment who are still willing to join their own camp. Even if there are 100% spies planted by the Army Department, they still cannot be ignored easily.

On the other hand, it was because if he really appeared in the outer city and commanded the Storm Legion to clean up and suppress the gangs as many people hoped, only the reformists and the Ministry of War would be happy.

The former is of course because he has fulfilled the agreement honestly, and at the same time, he frankly told the other party that he has no ambition at all and is willing to become the other party's tool; the latter will 100% focus on himself and "suppress" the target. "A gangster, showing off the army's force" turned into "trying to do everything possible to cause trouble for Anson Bach and let everyone see how much the tens of thousands of soldiers outside the city dislike this lucky guy who climbed up through the back door."

Obviously, neither of these two results is in line with the interests of the Storm Legion; so Anson simply handed over the command of the Legion to Carl Bain and Fabian; without his own influence, the Legion would at least not be understood and did not understand the actual situation. The standing army of the situation is too crowded.

As for "whispering"... In the words of the military doctor, it's not time for him to really "appear" yet. This extremely cautious guy will not be attracted to the chaotic situation so easily; I want to see him take action. , that must wait until the final moment of the suppression of the outer city area, when all operations begin to enter the final stage.

Even if there is the slightest movement during this period, even if Anson only reveals some traces of his whereabouts, "Whisper" will not make any further moves; even if the entire gang is completely destroyed and he becomes a loner again.

Facing this kind of opponent who may not be strong but is extremely cautious, patience is always the first priority; what's more, Anson's goal has not been completely achieved - he has only found "whispering" financial backers, those who really allowed him to make a comeback The guy with chance hasn't shown up yet.

If we don't dig them out and let the panicked "whispers" take the initiative to expose their existence, the value of this painstakingly planned operation will be reduced by at least half.

Entering the bustling hall, Anson saw Teacher Erich, who was wearing an old brown coat, leaning against the bar, holding a glass of dark beer in his hand. He was talking and laughing when he noticed his figure, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I've heard everything. I didn't expect you to be willing to come here specifically."

Putting his arms around Anson's shoulders, Erich enthusiastically pulled him to the bar: "Originally, I planned to prepare a welcome party for you, but these bastards told me that you had already been here. Now it's good, the party hasn't happened yet. It’s over as soon as it begins!”

"I was indeed rude about this." Anson smiled calmly and took the initiative to take the wine glass from the waiter's hand: "In fact, it was indeed a coincidence. I didn't expect to come at first."

"But he appeared in the shotgun club at the most appropriate time." Teacher Erich's eyes shone: "You may not know that the atmosphere in the club has been very depressed recently because of the suppression from the 'Continental Army' school. Many officers who came from the Skirmisher Division had very unsatisfactory career paths and were forced to take on responsibilities that were not theirs at all. It has almost become a routine!"

"At this time, a person like you who is not afraid of the suppression of the War Department and even resists head-on suddenly appears. Although it cannot be said that there are many changes, it at least gives everyone a sigh of relief - even if they do not obey the orders of the War Department , can still win and become the general favored by His Majesty Carlos!" Teacher Erich, who was a bit drunk, became slightly excited in his voice:

"The meaning of this, a guy like you who only has occasional setbacks and basically everything is smooth sailing, probably can't feel it, right?"

No, no, no, on the contrary, I can say that I have too much experience... Recalling the helpless tool life from Thunder Castle to Eagle Point City, Yser Palace to White Whale Port, Anson silently raised his hand. Teacher Erich, who was stunned for a moment, touched the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

boom--

Smashing the glass on the bar, Teacher Erich, who was still not satisfied, wiped the corners of his mouth carelessly and looked at Anson: "I won't say any more nonsense. Part of the reason why I am here is because I come here often, and part of the reason is I just want to find you if I have something but I don’t know where you are, so I can only try my luck.”

"Entrustment?" Anson was stunned for a moment: "I'm sorry, but during the recent period, I may..."

"No, no, no, it's not a commission... Uh, okay, it's almost the same, but you don't need to pay special attention to it." Teacher Erich waved his hand:

"This matter actually has something to do with what you have been busy with recently - the royal family has officially issued a decree, requiring the Ministry of War to mobilize troops into the outer city to suppress the gangs. It also allows you, the Storm Legion, to perform tasks together, right?"

"I have a friend who is a trainee priest of the Church of Order. He does some shady contraband business in private. It is said that the church he works for is also in the outer city. I recently heard that he just returned to Clovis City, so I am worried... …”

"You don't have to worry anymore." Anson suddenly interrupted: "Give me his address and contact information, and please feel free to rest assured."

"real?"

Perhaps because of his drunkenness, Erich's dubious expression seemed a little dazed: "I...I don't want to cause you any trouble. There is really no need..."

"Absolutely true!"

Putting down his empty wine glass, Anson nodded solemnly:

"In fact, after listening to your description just now, I feel that I may also happen to know the friend you mentioned..."