I will be crowned king

Clerk?

Anson raised his eyebrows, looked at the young man in front of him, who was definitely no more than 1.5 meters tall, and slowly sat down on the armchair next to the table.

The young man sitting behind the desk didn't mind his sight at all. He poured a glass of rum from the wine rack beside him and handed it to Anson with a polite smile:

"Just Tirpitz rum, okay?"

"Thanks."

Anson politely thanked the other party and took the wine glass from the other party's hand. At the same time, he looked at the glass filled with water in front of the other party with some confusion: "You prohibit alcohol?"

"No...according to the laws of the kingdom, men can only drink without supervision if they are over sixteen years old." The young man blinked, picked up the glass and saluted Anson:

"I'm still one month away from my expiration date, so I'm very sorry. I can only use water instead for the time being."

"..." Anson simply didn't know what to say.

"Now you must have many questions in your mind, such as why it is not Archbishop Luther Franz who appears in front of you, such as what job the Archbishop intends to give you..." Alan Dawn put down the hand in his hand. Water glass, smiled at Anson and said:

"But before that, let me ask you another question: Are you sure you've thought it through?"

"yes, I'm sure."

Anson, who had ten thousand question marks in his heart, took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "No matter what it is, I accept this job."

This was a decision Anson made after careful consideration.

Even if it is not to win the trust of Archbishop Luther or Professor Mace Honnard, Anson must face a very real problem, that is, when he decides to help Ludwig win the Battle of Thunder Castle and get the The moment he reached the rank of colonel, he no longer had any future in the army.

For me now, the Church of Order camp is the only camp that has room and channels for advancement; and since I have decided to join, I should just join more completely and stop having any illusions that there is still room for retreat.

"A very correct choice, Your Excellency Anson Bach!" The smiling young man said firmly: "Believe me, you will not regret it!"

Yes, that’s what fools who have been deceived all think... Anson, who was laughing at himself in his heart, nodded calmly:

"Then can you tell me now, what exactly is this 'job'?"

"Your Excellency Anson Bach, do you know about the Red Brick Street riots more than a month ago?" The young man suddenly changed the topic.

Brick Street Riots?

Anson was slightly startled, and a certain newspaper he had read on the Steel Sky immediately came to mind. The general content was that a group of desperate people tried to attack the cathedral, and were suppressed... Then he nodded slightly and said:

"Some impressions."

"That incident was a tragic accident, but it fully exposed the public security chaos caused by the low level of the Guards. It had spread from the outer city to the inner city, causing at least dozens or even hundreds of casualties. Clovis The cathedral and even the entire Order Church have suffered serious losses that cannot be accepted." The young man named Alan Dawn had a steady voice and spoke as if he were writing:

"In order to resolve this situation, the Church of Order made a request to the Privy Council and the royal family to establish a security force that is completely subordinate to the control and jurisdiction of the church and is responsible for maintaining Clovis Cathedral and all churches in the entire royal capital."

"Then... the rejection was unexpected."

Looking at Allen who sighed slightly, Anson didn't feel any surprise.

Since the "Second Council of Order" in the 47th year of the Saint's Calendar, among the agreements signed by all countries and churches that believe in the Ring of Order, the most important one is "no more interference in the internal affairs of countries except for matters of faith."

With this article as a guarantee, the Kingdom of Clovis, which once fought fiercely with the church to expand its territory, would never allow the church to establish any new armed forces in the kingdom, let alone the royal capital.

"At the same time, the Guards are facing a storm of disbandment, and the security of churches in the entire royal capital is an urgent matter; under the premise that it is impossible to mobilize the Judges of the Judgment Knights and the Tribunal to take to the streets to maintain law and order, the Church of Order needs someone who can temporarily A compromise to get through the current difficulties." Allen continued:

"So Archbishop Luther Franz reached a compromise after negotiating with the Privy Council, the royal family and the army's top brass."

"What compromise?" Anson asked.

"In the announcement of the 'Second Council of Order', it was clearly mentioned that the Church of Order will no longer interfere in the internal affairs of various countries, and urban security is naturally one of them." The smiling boy raised the corners of his mouth and raised his right index finger at the same time:

"But... after negotiations, the church and the Kingdom of Clovis found a way to bypass this."

"To put it simply, since the Church of Order has raised an army at its own expense, it will be nominally directly under the Privy Council, and its establishment will still be in the army sequence, but it currently fully accepts the assignments and orders of the Church of Order to solve the problem of the Church in Clovis City. security issues."

"Its entire expenses are half borne by the Church and the Privy Council each, and its officers are selected and appointed by the Church; it has a nominal organization of eight companies, four companies of line infantry, two companies of skirmishers, and one company of throwers. It consists of a grenade company and a cavalry company; it has a completely independent designation and is responsible only to Archbishop Luther Franz."

"And you...Your Excellency Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach." The young man stood up with a smile, took a document that looked like a list from the table, and placed it in front of Anson along with a pen:

"Now, as long as you sign your name on this document, according to the order of Archbishop Luther Franz, you will immediately become the supreme commander of this unique, well-trained army!"

Looking at the young man's polite smile, Anson's expression suddenly seemed a little dazed.

He is twenty-two years old, and...

Are you going to become the leader again?

"Ahem...well, I have a question."

After coming back to his senses, Anson cleared his throat, picked up a pen and signed while asking: "You just said that this army, including cavalry and grenadiers, has a total of eight companies..."

"That's right, and we have the support of both the church and the Kingdom's Privy Council." The young man smiled and nodded: "The budget is sufficient and the manpower is available. Here you can feel free to do something big!"

"Very good, then where are they stationed now?"

"Right here." Allen smiled.

"Clovis Cathedral?" Anson was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly:

"Is there a place near here that can station nearly a thousand people and cavalry? Then why didn't I notice it when I came here?"

"Oh, you misunderstood, I'm not talking about Clovis Cathedral."

"That's it." An Sen said in a relaxed tone: "Then what you are saying is..."

"This study." The young man nodded slightly:

"You plus me are the total strength of the entire army at present."

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the pen in Anson's hand fell heavily to the ground.