I will be crowned king

As night fell, it began to rain lightly in the neighborhood outside St. Isaac's College. The cold and biting rain and soft mist enveloped the brightly lit college, becoming the only island in the darkness.

Gorgeous carriages with glass kerosene lamps hanging on them passed through the narrow streets one after another, and all stopped on the street outside the gate; they were dressed in luxurious dresses and long skirts, and servants holding lamps and umbrellas were waiting for them. After being served, he left the carriage and walked specifically to the statue of Saint Isaac in front of the gate to pay tribute to this talented scholar from a century ago.

"Why are they saluting the statue of a stranger?"

Carrying the Borne rifle packed in the piano case, Lisa pointed at the endless crowd under the statue and asked in confusion.

"Because he is a saint of the Church of Order." Looking at the sculpture in the rain curtain, Anson sighed with emotion:

"Probably one of the most special saints..."

He invented the steam engine, designed the difference engine, airship, steam train and even nearly a hundred kinds of steam machinery. He found the largest open-pit coal mine in the Kingdom of Clovis. It is said that he also went to explore the New World and was the first in history. A spellcaster who possesses the three major magics - although this needs to be verified...

Anson had suspected more than once that this Isaac Rand was not a senior time traveler, right?

But on the other hand, in the memory of "Pre-Anson", the Truth-Seeking Sect from which "Saint Isaac" came was originally the branch of the church that was most interested in scientific research, and the academic teaching system was their invention; as early as Isaac In fact, there have been similar power machine designs before, and the steam core is not entirely original.

"Then why can he become a saint?"

While Anson was thinking wildly, Lisa continued to ask curiously.

"Because he created an era and invented many things... uh..." Anson shook his head, recalling the memories of "former Anson" when he was at St. Isaac's College:

"But more importantly, during the 'Great Schism Era' in the church caused by sectarian disputes, Isaac Rand was able to unabashedly point out the errors of the church, and firmly led the Qiuzhen Sect and other sects to join forces to fight against the of the Church, and after his assassination became the standard for all, laying the foundation for the First Council of Order.”

After saying this long paragraph, Anson lowered his head and looked into the girl's eyes with the doubt that "she might not understand."

But he obviously thought too much. Lisa blinked her big eyes and immediately grasped the key point in this passage:

"So as long as you defeat the church, you can become a saint?"

"..." Anson Bach.

Looking at her sparkling eyes, Anson, who was inexplicably frightened, suddenly regretted talking to her about this.

After passing through the gate, every half meter on both sides of the stone road leading to the college castle, there is a Guardsman armed with live ammunition standing guard; in the foggy night, you can still see the sentries at the contracting gate and the rooftop.

At least three companies of troops.

Anson raised his eyebrows alertly... Although the royal guards in the royal capital have sufficient manpower, most of them need to be stationed at various points in the inner city to maintain daily patrols, guard upper-class communities and important buildings, and occasionally attack people in the lower city. riot……

Therefore, although it has about 6,000 troops, there are often only two or three platoons of manpower that can be mobilized when faced with temporary situations.

It allows them to mobilize half an infantry regiment to take charge of security work. Who is this banquet prepared for?

Anson, who tensed his heart a little, held Lisa's little hand and walked towards the guard officer outside the gate.

"Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach, along with his family."

The Captain of the Guards briefly glanced at the invitation and the two figures in front of him, one large and one small, respectfully performed a military salute, and then pointed to the temporary awning erected outside the gate:

"Please wait there, we need to check the salutes you and your family are carrying."

"Do I have to check it?"

Anson frowned slightly: "I made an appointment to meet someone, so I might be late."

He was not worried that the magic props on his body would be recognized by the guards, but there was a Borne rifle in the piano case on Lisa's back!

You can’t say you’re here to hunt, right?

"Sorry, but this is a military order." The captain with his hands behind his back said expressionlessly:

"Archbishop Luther specifically emphasized to us that all guests tonight must..."

"No, Captain."

Sophia's voice interrupted the Guards officer who was still trying to explain.

At this moment, she put on an imperial-style classical dress, her originally fluffy and loose hair was pulled up high, and the sapphire brooch on her chest was still dazzling at night.

The cute figure following her step by step is the little maid Angelica in a light-colored cake skirt.

"Regardless of whether an assassin really appears tonight, it must have nothing to do with our leader of the Storm Regiment."

The Guards officer was stunned for a moment, then silently stepped aside with his hands behind his back, looking at Anson with somewhat complicated eyes.

Well, it seems that the factory riots should have spread... Anson couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"You're late, Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach."

After dismissing the captain on guard, Sophia turned around and stared at Anson with some dissatisfaction: "I obviously gave you an invitation in the afternoon, why are you here now?"

"Sorry, it took me a while to prepare the dress. I can't come here in my usual clothes, right?"

Although Anson just explained casually, the girl looked at it carefully, and then nodded slightly as if she was suddenly enlightened:

"Sure enough, no wonder I almost didn't recognize you - you usually have a unique style, but once you put on a formal suit, you immediately disappear from everyone."

"…Thanks for the compliment."

Anson, whose lips moved slightly, forced a smile.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Sophia glanced at the little maid beside her; the clever Angelica immediately held up the hem of her skirt and walked happily to Lisa:

"Oh~ Miss Lisa, who is wearing such a cute little dress, do you still remember who I am?"

"Remember, remember!"

"You actually remember Angelica?!" The little maid opened her eyes wide, excitedly holding Lisa in her arms and gently rubbing her cheek:

"Miss Lisa still remembers Angelica. Angelica is so touched. Then lovely Miss Lisa, would you like to come and eat cakes with Angelica? There is a big house here with many cakes in it." Woolen cloth!"

"Um!"

Seeing Anson nodding towards her, Lisa's eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Then come with me!" The little maid held up the hem of her skirt and jumped towards the door with Lisa:

"Oh~ Miss Lisa, you came with a musical instrument? Can you play it for Angelica when we eat cake later? Angelica likes music the most..."

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Sophia's eyes, standing in the cold rain, became unexpectedly soft: "It's hard to imagine that a guy like you could have such a lovely sister."

Anson stood beside her with a smile on his face and said nothing.

I still don’t want to tell Sophia how Lisa described her...

"Come with me, my father is waiting for you."

"good."

Following the girl's footsteps, Anson walked into the gate of the academy castle.

Walking in the long and narrow corridor leading to the banquet hall, the brand new red carpet has been stained with many footprints due to the light rain outside; guests in twos and threes are shuttled in the corridor, there are men and women, small conversations, or laughing or It was a voice of exclamation that kept echoing from the ceiling and the flickering gas lights.

"Do you know the Elf Kingdom of Yser?"

Sophia said as she walked.

"Elves who believe in the Ring of Order?" Anson nodded:

"I've only read about it in military academy textbooks, never seen it in real life."

That includes the geographical location, the total number of troops and population, population classification, as well as the location and defense strength of all important cities and fortresses - for this rich and undefeated neighbor to the east, the Royal Military Academy generally regards it as the kingdom's subordinate the direction of further expansion.

"Tonight's banquet is obviously led by the church, and the United College announces the latest research results; because this research is related to Isaac Rand, it is specially placed at St. Isaac's College."

Sophia lowered her voice and whispered without turning her head, observing every guest passing by with vigilant eyes:

"But in fact, the display of results is just a cover-up. The real guests are the ambassador of the Yser Elf Kingdom and the chairman of the Kingdom's Railway Committee."

"In January of this year, a knight envoy from the Empire's Hered royal family arrived at the Elf Court of Yser. It was nominally a friendly visit, but since the ninety-seventh year of the Saint's Calendar, the Empire has been assisting the elves in purchasing rifles and artillery. So their real purpose is to help the Elf King Ysser build a modern army."

"The Ysel elves have been wary of the attack by the Kingdom of Clovis, and are especially wary of the railway, because Clovis can completely control and establish a stable rule in the south, relying on the railway that extends from the royal capital to Oak Town."

Sophia paused and walked towards the banquet hall deliberately and calmly: "Tonight, my father is going to mediate between the two sides to reassure Ambassador Israel that before the end of the current war, the railway operation of the Kingdom of Clovis will only Maintaining the status quo will not increase anything.”

"I see..." Anson muttered to himself.

"What turns out to be that?"

"Oh, it's nothing! I mean, what happens if the mediation fails or something happens tonight...?"

"How?" Sophia snorted coldly and rolled her eyes at Anson:

"In that case, the Ysel elves will officially declare war on the Kingdom of Clovis, and the United Empire will attack Clovis from both east and west; the army, which is already struggling on the frontal battlefield, will immediately face another hundred thousand elven legions!"

"One hundred thousand?!"

Anson burst out laughing suddenly and looked at Sophia with uncontrollable laughter: "Can the elves mobilize an army of 100,000 to attack Clovis? Don't lie to me, I studied seriously when I was in school!"

"I'm just making a metaphor!" Sophia glared at him:

“And the numbers are the point?!”

"I was wrong, sorry."

Looking at the resentful girl, Anson immediately apologized to the girl before the eyes of those around her were turned towards him:

"But what does any of this have to do with me?"

It is related to the direction of the war, and may even be related to the future fate of the Kingdom of Clovis... But even if the Ysel elves launch a massive attack tomorrow, what can I do for Archbishop Luther?

"Of course I didn't come to you to mediate." Sophia snorted softly:

"This is what I strongly recommend to my father, let you serve as an escort during the negotiations between the two parties - after all, those Guards and the church are always hostile and completely untrustworthy!"

"Although my father thinks it is unlikely, who knows what dirty methods the empire will use to defeat the Kingdom of Clovis; even if there is only a one in ten million chance, we still need to be careful."

This is a good point... Anson nodded slightly.

According to the intelligence collected from the clerk and the news published in the "Kingdom Loyalty Newspaper", although the empire defeated the Clovis Kingdom's offensive plan in Red Moon Town, the entire frontal battlefield still made no progress, and the entire war was still in progress. In the deadlocked garbage time, there is nothing the other can do.

At this time, the empire, which attacks and mobilizes more resources and manpower, will definitely want to open the war more than Clovis. Even if there is only a slight turning point, we must seize it immediately, otherwise the aggressive war without hope and spoils will be doomed to be unsustainable. .

According to the inference of "Kingdom Loyal News", the shameless emperor and the dog-like empire can persist for at most two months, and they will definitely collapse after two months. Anson expressed doubts, but half a year should be the limit.

"Thank you so much for trusting me, the 'Old God Sect Suspect,' Miss Sophia." Anson kept a polite smile:

"Then what can I do to repay your trust?"

"Very good, I really saw you right."

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly with satisfaction, and her every frown and smile showed her grace: "According to my inference, when something like this is related to a major turning point in the fate of the world of order, someone must be present for some 'special' reasons!"

"Draco Vertes?"

Anson said without thinking.

"clever!"

Sophia walked towards the banquet hall. The crowd around her began to express their admiration for her, as well as some obviously gossipy gossip:

"This guy must have been very worried about my bounty recently, so your job is to guide him here when he shows up; try to be as secretive as possible and don't let others see him."

"Remember, this is a secret mission."

"clear."

Anson nodded calmly. When he saw the Guards outside the door, he knew that there was absolutely no secret mission today.

Unless he was actively seeking death, he really couldn't imagine the point of the novelist running into a college surrounded by guards.

Following Sophia step by step, Anson began to glance aimlessly in the transparently lit banquet hall, pretending to complete the task assigned to him by Miss Franz.

He didn't find the novelist, but he found another familiar figure - a simple academic robe with the unique golden badge of St. Isaac's College hanging on it, holding a cup of steaming coffee and chatting with the people around him.

The most important thing is that this man has a pair of ice blue eyes.

Bloun? !