I will be crowned king

The trainee priest hiding behind Anson peeked at Whisper's astonished expression. He looked as if someone had hit his head hard with a hammer and then froze it with ice water. It was vivid.

Since the beginning of the new world, he has become increasingly unable to understand the guy in front of him.

I originally thought that I was looking for someone so carelessly to prevent myself from running away, but it turned out that I wanted to lure "Whisper" to show up... Of course, after knowing the situation just now, it seems that there is no problem in doing so, but he also just knew the problem. !

Is it just a gamble, or does he already have a confident trump card, and is 100% sure that the other party will not dare to touch him or himself?

Rune and Thalia, the two trump cards he relied on most are no longer here. This is still Clovis City. If the identity of the spell caster is exposed, even Archbishop Luther can't protect him!

The most important thing is... is this his last trump card?

Carefully selected, just a minute or a second, really just to have a heart-to-heart talk with yourself and make a deal with "Whisper"?

Anson Bach, what else is your purpose?

Ignoring the furry-looking Karin Jacques behind him, Anson silently took out his pipe from his jacket pocket and unabashedly wiped the tobacco with his right index finger. The bright red firelight "suddenly" in the dark room. lights up.

"It seems...you are not generally confident."

After being extremely frightened, "Whisper" spoke out of breath, and his smile became very forced: "Please help... Even if I really ask for help, why do I come to you again?"

"Don't think I don't know, Hydra... Let's call him Anson... Your current position is also in jeopardy. The Ministry of War has given you a death order and wants to target you to the Pillar of Shame. Your situation is much more dangerous than mine! "

"I'm pretending to be calm here without any shame. Why don't I use my head to make deals with the Privy Council and the adults of Clovis Cathedral so that they are willing to save your little life... From my point of view, the two of us are now But it’s a life-or-death relationship!”

"What's more, your people just killed three of my most important subordinates, and also caused the Ministry of War to cut off my source of income. They are chasing my subordinates all over the city. Why should I make a deal with you? Why should I make a deal with you?" Do you believe this is not a trap you deliberately prepared?”

"No reason, you don't have to believe it."

Exhaling the smoke lightly, Anson raised his chin slightly, as if it had nothing to do with him: "Your analysis is completely correct. Although the result is completely wrong, it does not prevent you from doubting my sincerity at all. After all, it was originally There seems to be no basis for mutual trust between the two of us."

"It's just that I'm very curious... Since you don't believe me, why bother to come to the door instead of sending your men to surround the tavern and shoot me to death?"

"Or... your people are already everywhere outside, and they can rush in at any time and kill me before I kill you?"

Looking at his expression that was not afraid at all, "Whisper's" smile was a little harder than before - he was even more panicked.

His subconscious instinct was frantically reminding him that he should run away as soon as possible, but his reason repeatedly told him that what the other party said actually hit the mark... It would be useless if he ran away now, because not only Anson Bach in front of him, but also the Army Department planned to kill him!

If he is very lucky or unlucky and is not killed on the spot but captured alive, then those who want their own name will have to find another Holy See monastery.

The most disgusting thing is that all of this was caused by the guy in front of me, but now he is the only one who can possibly save him!

"……In the end what you want?"

"It depends on how determined you are."

Anson raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "To put it bluntly, many people want to see you die now. Killing you can bring a temporary settlement to many things. To a certain extent, it is also the easiest way to solve the trouble I am facing now."

"If you die, the charge of 'bribing gangsters' as claimed by the War Department will be unproven; if you die, I can be cleared of the charge of 'apostasy' and give the Privy Council and Clovis Cathedral a way to protect me from being killed by the War Department." Reason: If you are dead, His Majesty the King can rest assured that the Clovis Rebellion will not happen again for the time being; if you are dead, many adults with factories in the outer city can also breathe a sigh of relief, because they no longer have to worry about being caused by you and can concentrate on dealing with the strike. workers.”

Karin Jacques raised his head subconsciously. He was very sure that the guy in front of him did not miss it, but deliberately did not mention the information about the monastery and the difference machine... He was still testing!

"Kill you and take your head back, so many things can be solved... But that is not the real end, it is just temporarily covered up; if they can support you, they can support another one; similarly, even if I can take No matter how much evidence you provide to prove your loyalty to the kingdom, it will not stop the War Department’s endless slander and frame-up.”

Anson slowly put down his pipe and looked at Whisperer: "We both need a...complete solution to the problem."

"And the key to this method is your determination."

"...Determination?" The "Whisper" who was stared at subconsciously took half a step back:

"Why, why can't I understand what you say more and more?"

"No, no, no, you actually know it very well." Anson shook his head:

"Otherwise, why would you arrange for so many people to surround the entire tavern and prepare to blow us up into the sky?"

Um? !

Karin Jacques stared straight in the eyes, and then heard another even more shocking information: "If I guessed correctly, those people should not come to me specifically, but the friend behind me."

"Your appearance is probably just a temporary act. You got the information about my presence here from an informant, and then you want to come over to test it out; I guess if we continue to chat, you should agree to all my conditions. Pretend to be cooperative and happy to leave, and then...bang!"

Biting his pipe, Anson made an explosive gesture: "To kill one person, you don't need to blow up the entire tavern, but it's not just my friend you want to kill, but also what he got from you... Well, either It’s something important or… someone.”

"Because you don't know what things or people look like, so you have to blow up the entire tavern just in case. Am I right?"

Facing his gaze, "Whisper" fell into silence.

Karin Jacques, who was hiding behind, was completely petrified and had no idea what to do.

After a long time, he still couldn't hide his shocked "whisper" and finally spoke slowly: "...Anson Bach, I have always thought that you must be a smart person, but a truly smart person will never know or guess what he knows." Telling everything will embarrass everyone, do you understand?”

"Hmm...I understand, I understand half of it."

"……What's the meaning?"

"I know what you mean by this, and I agree with your point of view." Anson explained: "But you don't seem to understand. You feel that I have said everything I know and guessed."

"..."

During the brief silence, Karin Jacques never looked away from the window next to him, fearing that the "Whisper" opposite would get so angry that he would break the can on the spot and die together.

But he obviously didn't know his enemy well, and he wasn't completely sure that "Whispering" always put safety as its first priority. It could break the annoying guy in front of him into pieces, and he wasn't sure that he could leave alive.

The opponent could guess the subordinates he was ambushing, so how could he have no means of preparedness? What's more, the opponent could still kill the "Hydra" one-on-one, and also wipe out "Old Tobacco", "Cigar" and all the veteran Clovis City players. There is a gangster guy and a contraband dealer who is said to have a lot of magic items.

With one against two, he really didn't have much chance of winning.

Since there is no chance of winning, of course it is better to be safe... Taking a deep breath, a somewhat flattering smile suddenly appeared on "Whisper's" face: "I understand, then what kind of determination do you want?"

"It's very simple. My priest friend told me that you have a difference engine in your hand." Anson pointed to Karin Jacques behind him: "Nothing else, we want to borrow it."

At that moment, the "whisper" and the expression of the trainee priest were extremely wonderful.

The former seemed to be in a huge shock as if "his trump card was exposed", while the latter was surprised by how quickly and efficiently Anson Bach sold his teammates. He simply pushed himself into the fire pit without any hesitation, which made people think of a certain player. A novelist who is also good at this.

The small room suddenly fell into a huge dead silence.

Standing in the middle of the hall, Anson smoked his pipe as if everything had nothing to do with him, waiting very patiently for "Whisper" to end his battle between heaven and man and give himself a satisfactory answer.

What, why is the answer definitely satisfying? Of course, it's because if he's not satisfied, he will definitely send him to hell on the spot... As he said, "whispering" his head can't solve the problem, but it can temporarily cover up the problem, and it can more or less be done.

Just as he expected, Whisper took a deep breath and forced out a smile again: "Okay!"

"But we also have a small problem here, that is, the 'difference engine' is a very large and bulky thing. We hid it in a relatively hidden factory to avoid being searched by people from the War Department."

"...So?" Anson moved the pipe from the left corner of his mouth to the right.

"So...if you want to borrow it, you have to find it yourself." Whispering, with a smile on his face, spread out his hands: "I can tell you the approximate location, and the person who contacted us will provide some convenience, but please forgive me for the rest. There's nothing I can do to help."

"I wonder if this 'determination' can satisfy Brigadier General Anson Bach?"

"Very satisfied." Anson nodded slightly: "So if I guess correctly, you should leave and hide temporarily, right?"

"That's right, until you tell me how to escape from Clovis City...of course, after you use the difference machine, I still have this bit of sincerity."

Nodding seriously, "Whisper" finally stopped smiling: "Let this priest friend come then and find a middleman that everyone can trust. It will be good for both of us."

"...Can you trust me?" Anson raised his eyebrows:

"But he just stole something important from you?"

"And he left alive. No one knows his whereabouts. Even I just found out by chance." The serious "Whisper" nodded: "This level of business ability is what wins everyone's trust. The essential!"

While saying this, he also glanced at the trembling trainee priest, whose warm and friendly smile made the latter tremble all over.

"...Well, since you agree, it seems I can't say anything more." Anson looked at the two people who had a good understanding of each other, and it seemed that he couldn't say anything else:

"make a deal."

"make a deal!"

He quickly agreed, as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it. "Whispering" took a deep breath and straightened his collar a little: "It is really an honor for me to meet you again today!"

"Me too." Anson suddenly reached into his jacket pocket with his right hand, took out his pocket watch and opened it. He lowered his head to look at the watch and said politely: "I am somewhat surprised that I can meet you again."

"That's also my honor!"

After the courtesy was over, "Whisper" who was about to leave couldn't help but ask one more question: "Um... are you in a hurry?"

"Not at all." Anson said without raising his head.

"Then...why are you looking at the time?"

"Waiting for someone?"

"...Waiting for someone?"

"Judges of the Truth Seeking Order." Ansem closed the cover of his watch with an expressionless face: "Eight fifty-five... Well, counting the time, they should have arrived at about the same time."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't tell them my whereabouts. It's just that now I am a 'apostate' suspect that the judges are guarding against. I am under their surveillance anytime and anywhere. It is completely reasonable for me to be monitored and followed. , although I usually don’t tell others about it.”

"Of course, you also know that they have been trying to kill you for several months, so at this time they should be surrounding the tavern and killing your men who are ambushing outside one by one. There may be someone behind you at any time. Burst in through the door.”

Pointing to the door behind "Whispers", Anson took off the pipe from the corner of his mouth: "By the way, do you really not realize that the only purpose of talking to you so much is to delay time?"

"Or... do you think you are the only one who wants to delay time?"

"Whisper", whose pupils shrank suddenly, froze in place and did not answer.

"Considering that you have no way out now, I suggest that you change the agreement just now... No one else is needed. You will personally take us to find the hidden difference engine, and now, immediately."

Anson took a few steps forward and pressed Whisper's shoulder with one hand: "Hurry up and tell me your 'determination', otherwise...well, you have at most one minute."

"Um, do you need help with the countdown?"