I will be crowned king

Under the bright morning light, the airship "Heart of Mercy" floating above the Royal Court of Yser slowly turned and sailed unhurriedly into the distance under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, until it disappeared at the end of the horizon.

"Just leave like that?"

Carl Bain, who was holding a monocular, squinted his eyes and tried hard to find the small "black spot" under the dome, with a strange look on his face.

"What, you still want to keep them for a drink?"

Anson, who was sitting next to him, asked with a smile. He took out a pipe from his clothes and held it in his mouth. The smoke drifted out from the lit tobacco and overlapped with the morning light.

"Of course I don't mean that! I mean..." Carl, who rolled his eyes, paused and looked sideways between Anson's exquisite and compact briar pipe and the cigarettes he had on hand:

"When did you fall in love with pipe smoking? I remember you changed your tobacco quota to coffee and rum?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that I should have a little hobby to make life more beautiful." Anson shrugged.

Facts have proved that it is really necessary to develop one or two small habits; especially when you don’t know when you will bump into a spellcaster, or when you are unprepared and are forced to do voluntary labor by a group of inquisitors. .

At this time, those inconspicuous "little habits" are particularly important - especially when the pocket watch, pipe, bowler hat, revolver, diary, monocle... you carry with you are actually a magic prop. .

Of course, in this era when the Old God Sect was completely banned, those inconspicuous magic props were not only expensive, but also extremely rare, and it was also difficult to find truly reliable sellers.

Fortunately, he knew a second-rate dealer who would never dare to cheat him.

Although most magic props cannot really enhance strength, most have a single effect, and are completely ineffective against experienced talent and blasphemous mage level casters, they are enough to cope with most situations.

"So you still haven't answered my question - why did these guys leave so quickly?"

"Because I can't."

Before Anson could speak, Fabian suddenly appeared behind the two of them, holding two bottles of rum and a bottle of beer: "According to the agreement reached at the Second Public Order Conference, all troops affiliated with the church are not allowed to No country stays too long.”

"Of course, the Inquisition is not subject to this restriction, but the Order of Judgment is different."

"I remember, didn't the Elf King already sign an agreement to allow the Knights to settle in?" Karl asked with a confused look on his face, taking the rum he threw.

"I accepted it...but for such a big matter, it doesn't count for the Ysel Elf to just talk to himself." Fabian said lightly, and handed Anson another bottle of rum with the cork uncorked:

"Even if something like this breaks the established principles and is done under the pretext of 'completely annihilating the remnants of the Old God Sect', at the very least, we must obtain the permission of the Emperor of the Empire - after all, he is the nominal leader of the entire order. Leader of the world.”

"The nominal leader...then who are we Clovis people?" Karl raised his eyebrows:

"A restless country bumpkin who makes trouble all the time?"

Fabian, whose mouth was raised, did not answer and took a sip of beer.

Opposite the three people, the members of the Truth Seeking Cult had boarded the carriage early, surrounded by a group of Clovis cavalry; except for the damaged ones on their bodies, these judges looked almost no different from before.

"This is the situation. We have to take the first step." To Anson, who had a pipe in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, Cole Dorian, who was in an extremely embarrassed state, said casually:

"Although this mission cannot be considered a complete success, there were many accidents, and I almost used the will that I have treasured for many years, but we all survived... You don't need to thank me, this is what I should do. "

Looking at the smiling and somewhat complacent guy, Anson's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but move his eyes towards the female judge behind him.

Sera Vigil nodded slightly in understanding and revealed the answer to Anson: "The report of the Tribunal has come out, approving the application of former Chief Inquisitor Lawrence, and Cole Dorian will take over his position."

oh……

The three people holding the bottles suddenly realized at the same time - although two of them were just here to join in the fun.

"It has nothing to do with that!"

Staring at the female judge, the "current chief judge" rolled his eyes and emphasized: "I am happy not because of myself, but because everyone is still alive, do you understand?!"

Sera Vigil turned around and looked at her blushing colleague with a look that was neither sad nor happy: "Captain Cole."

"What for? And...just call me Cole Dorian. I'm not used to such disgusting names."

"Nothing, I just want to clarify one thing." The female judge said expressionlessly: "No one cares about the reason why you are happy-except yourself."

Cole Dorian: "...You just like to deliberately tear me down, right?"

"It's...thanks to someone's constant encouragement."

A hint of cunning appeared at the corner of Sera's mouth.

The chief inquisitor, whose cheeks were twitching, turned around and walked toward the carriage without saying a word.

The three Ansons standing nearby looked around, pretending not to see the two of them flirting there.

"We are leaving, Your Excellency Anson Bach." The female inquisitor retracted her gaze and stared at a certain deputy commander who pretended that he did not exist:

"As for the situation of the Judgment Knights, we will report to the Archbishop of Clovis; you don't need to worry about this matter. We are judges, but we are also Clovis people."

"Please don't worry about the rest of the trivial matters. As long as you always keep your faith in the Ring of Order in your heart, the church will never wrong its devout believers."

"I understand." Anson put down the bottle and said seriously.

The impact and consequences of this incident are far beyond the scope of his intervention as an army colonel; within the same order church system, the Knights of Judgment openly violated their commitment to an archdiocesan archbishop without any reason. .

According to the performance of Archbishop Luther Franz, he probably does not want to immediately expand the influence of the church in the entire world and break the order established by the Second Ecumenical Council; however, if there are conservatives, there must be radicals, and the Knight of Judgment The grand leader of the regiment obviously held the opposite view to him.

However, although they were radical, it seemed that the Judgment Knights had made concessions at the last step; otherwise, based on the current situation of the Royal Court of Yser, they could directly declare their occupation - with the dozen or so artillery pieces of the Storm Division, Anson even doubted that the entire Can the Southern Army hold out against the airships for ninety minutes?

Sera Virgil nodded slightly, turned and left.

"So where are we going next?"

Looking at the backs of the judges, Carl Bain, who had been pretending to be transparent for a long time, couldn't help but ask: "It shouldn't be our turn to serve as an occupying force in the Royal Court of Yser, right?"

The entire Storm Division has always been very self-aware about this kind of thing - they have already taken the credit for "siegeing the Royal Court of Yser". If they are the occupying forces next, even if Major General Ludwig can endure it, the entire The officer corps of the Southern Legion absolutely couldn't bear it.

What's more, there is absolutely no need for this. After all, the purpose of collecting the establishment has been achieved. These people still understand the principle that going too far is not enough.

They had fought the damn battle, all the money they should have made had been put into their pockets, and the future they believed in was in front of them. From then on, it was a good time to wait for death and wait for qualifications.

The cannon fodder of the Storm Division are very satisfied with their current status from top to bottom.

Including Anson.

On the night when Louis was sent away, before he returned to the camp, he met with Miss Talia, who had borrowed Lisa's body; according to her, his treatment had been put on the agenda within the army, and it was time to alert him. The extent of the Privy Council!

She seemed quite excited at the time, with a faint blush on her face, and even excitedly revealed to herself a very crucial piece of news - Miss Sophia Franz used her "tabloid alliance" to successfully force Clovis to The two major newspapers made concessions.

The specific method of "concession" is reflected in the two newspapers' commitment to make "fair and objective" reports on the news of the Storm Division's siege of King Yser.

In a word, stable.

"According to the plan, we should return to Eagle Point City first, and then go to White Tower City to settle the remaining matters in Hantu." Anson speculated:

"If you're lucky, maybe some people can be left to participate in the negotiation ceremony of the Ysel elves."

"The rest?" Karl was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly:

"You mean Carindia's reparations?"

"There are also the handover of prisoners of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, the reconstruction of Carindia Port, the arms sales contract with the Francois family, the expiration of the lease of White Tower City... there are many things." Anson said helplessly. With a flat mouth, he enjoys the troubles of happiness unscrupulously.

If it were in the past, these troubles would have nothing to do with him as the commander of a small levy corps, but now he can intervene unscrupulously... and make one last profit before leaving.

Cough cough cough... No, I should complete the final work for the great people of Hantu before leaving, or go back without leaving any regrets.

After all, iron rice bowls also have the same worries as iron rice bowls. For example, the army is also under the control of the army, and any action must be reported to superiors immediately; and once it becomes the garrison of Clovis City, imagine such a wanton plunder in Hantu... Cough, cough, cough... It is definitely impossible to act recklessly.

After counting the cost of the last arms sale, and then privately selling some unimportant captives to Hantu at a high price, and deducting the profits of the Luen family and the dividends of Sophia, the major shareholder, Anson Bach found that he was really only one step away from financial freedom. It’s the last step.

"You don't have to go back to Hantu."

Just as the three of them were beginning to think about something, a cold voice shattered their dreams.

The frosty-faced Lieutenant Colonel Roman stepped forward and handed a letter to Anson: "Order from the army - the entire Storm Division army goes to Eagle Point City and then immediately goes north and rushes to Clovis City along the transportation line!"

"Clovis?!"

Even though they had vaguely guessed it, the three of them couldn't help but be moved at the moment when they were actually notified.

"This is the highest directive from the Army's Supreme Staff. It was sent before the war - no matter which unit conquers the Royal Court, it must execute the order immediately." Lieutenant Colonel Roman said solemnly:

"The work of Hantu and Yser will be taken over by other troops of the Southern Legion; Major General Ludwig has defeated the last Yser elf army still resisting and will arrive at Antler Fortress in three days at the latest. .”

"So you don't need to worry too much, just follow the new execution order...Colonel Anson Bach."

Colonel... The corners of Anson's mouth moved.

If I remember correctly, this should be the most polite time he has ever been to me.

"Can I ask why?" Fabian frowned, vaguely feeling that this matter was not that simple:

"Even if it is an order from the Army, it is too strange - usually the army that conquers the enemy's capital should at least leave part of it to participate in the surrender ceremony, even if it does not serve as an occupying force."

"Because this situation is not 'usual', Lieutenant Colonel Fabian."

Lieutenant Colonel Roman looked sideways at the former Guards officer: "Don't have any doubts about the Army's orders, because this is also the opinion of Archbishop Luther Franz - believe me, they are protecting you."

"Protect?"

"You don't think this war is what you see in your eyes, do you?" Roman said coldly: "Or is it the first time that the Church of Order intervened externally since the forty-seventh year of the Saint's Calendar, and it was just a launch of an airship? Just a night of fireworks?"

"The war has begun and it's only a matter of time before the guns start firing."

"Then..." Anson raised the blank envelope in his hand.

"Ticket - there is a steam train called the 'Arctic Storm' that has been chartered by the Southern Legion and is waiting for you in Oak Town. She will be responsible for taking you back to Clovis City." Roman looked at him:

"This is a gift prepared for you by Major General Ludwig. It is an apology to make up for his inability to come to participate in the siege of Royal Court of Yser."

"Understood... thank the Major General for me." Anson nodded slightly and didn't think much about it.

"knew."

Roman nodded expressionlessly, then turned and left.

"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing."

Before taking two steps, he suddenly stopped again: "If conditions permit, I suggest you arrive in Oak Town before November 10th."

November 10th, isn't that only thirteen days... Ansen was startled: "Why?"

"Because the major general has booked tickets for you on November 10th. If you are late, you will have to return to Clovis City on foot." Roman turned around and said to the three of them expressionlessly:

"Oh, the other tickets you booked are with your Stormtrooper's number, so you have to pay for the chartered bus yourself, whether you take it or not."

"Together with... the steam train when you set off from Clovis City, they are all recorded in your account."

After speaking, Roman walked away.

Anson Bach: "..."

Updated!