I will be crowned king

North of Sailing City, in the colonial countryside.

Under the blood-red sunset, black smoke pillars slowly rose on the golden meadow. The line soldiers lined up neatly, holding high the flag of King Clovis. Under the cheers of the cavalry one after another, they marched towards the distance. The burning village manor slowly advanced.

Historical manors were turned into ruins in the raging fire. The fertile fields were filled with corpses covered with bullet holes. Black ashes exuding a burnt smell were flying in the sky. From time to time, volleys of gunfire would be heard in the wilderness. roar……

In the temporary camp filled with all kinds of messy trophies, the Grenadier Commander Fabian and a group of Storm Division officers stood on the spot, looking at the familiar scenery in front of them with ease and comfort.

Behind them, a group of staff officers and logistics personnel were quickly counting the results of the battle and the captured trophies under the command of the young clerk Alan Dawn; wealthy businessmen from the Sailing City gathered around them, looking at a pile of The piles of ragged beast slaves were driven away by the cavalry and gathered on a hillside surrounded by fences, while they eagerly discussed the price of each beast slave and the redemption fee of their own property...

With Sailing City finally declaring to join the Free Confederacy, the war of independence that lasted for two years - starting from the outbreak of the rebellion - finally came to an end.

In order not to hit the first snow of winter, the Confederate regiments gathered in Sailing City began to unite each colony, embarking on the journey home with the honor of victory and the dissatisfaction of having gained nothing.

Although these colonial militiamen, who had fought bloody battles with the imperial army and lackeys as far away as Winter Torch City and all the way to Sailing City, had won consecutive battles, they had not even had a chance to enjoy the spoils.

Of course, apart from complaining, they actually have nothing to complain about - except for the final battle of Sailing City, the war experience of most colonial militiamen was "setting off from their hometown to go to Sailing City", and the luckiest ones did not even have a single battle. He has no combat experience, and the only "imperial army" he has seen is the friendly forces of Sail City.

The top federal officials are also eager to transfer these "young soldiers" back quickly; on the one hand, they want to publicize the good news of the victory of the war, and on the other hand, it will cost these people one more day to stay. The huge cost of the war has made them unbearable. .

At the same time, Yangfan City has also begun to get tired of these "saviors" - although business continues as usual, they are not rich after just experiencing the siege. Even the minimum daily consumption of more than 10,000 soldiers has already made Yangfan City's people Prices have soared to unacceptable levels.

Due to the collective invitation of the wealthy businessmen and industrial owners in the city, the Stormtroopers temporarily stationed outside the city to clear out the rebels in the suburbs - of course, in name, it was an employee recruitment project signed between the "New World Company" and these wealthy businessmen.

With the active cooperation and unremitting efforts of both parties, in just one day, New World Company, which had only one sign and 20 employees, recruited 2,000 qualified employees; they had lively personalities, positive attitudes, and high individualistic tendencies. Deeply poisoned by heretical thoughts.

But that's okay! Because the company has prepared a sufficient, comprehensive, six-week training plan for them; it also includes food, accommodation, and distribution.

Strive for two weeks to refresh your mental outlook, four weeks to become a qualified employee, and six weeks to embark on the road of being responsible for customers, trusting in the ring of order, and being loyal to the company!

Next, the company will continue to work hard and strive to complete the recruitment and accommodation of at least 4,000 employees within three days, without causing trouble to the local government - referring to a certain governor of Yangfan City - and without creating difficulties for the local people. It is necessary to provide these unemployed slaves with the possibility of re-employment, and more importantly, to allow them to benefit society again and become a new force in the reconstruction and prosperity of Yangfan City.

So as the Confederate troops gradually withdrew, and the colonial strongholds outside the city were retaken one after another, more and more captured beast slaves and "naturalized indigenous people" in the city continued to join the New World Company, and the Storm Division's operations in Sail City The influence continues to expand.

The pro-storm division forces in Yangfan City have also shown a significant increase, and they have expressed great interest in the upcoming "Coal Mine Bank"... which is a small surprise.

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"Crack!"

The crisp sound of machinery echoed in the small study room. With the dim candlelight, Anson skillfully loaded the ammunition for the Pierre II steam gun in his hand.

This steam gun was a trophy seized from the Faithless Knights during their first encounter in Moby Dick Harbor; for obvious reasons, Anson did not return it with the body of the original owner afterwards.

When I first got it, the rifling of this gun was almost worn away, and the gas tank was also very worn. Because I couldn't find a professional gunsmith and couldn't buy a qualified gas tank, I kept it with the little clerk.

It wasn't until the siege of Black Reef Harbor ended that the famous underground second-hand dealer Karin Jacques used his channels in the New World to acquire a 90% new gas tank from an unknown source, along with a complete set of maintenance and refurbishment equipment. Give this nearly obsolete weapon a new lease of life.

The maximum range is 1,000 meters, and the effective range is 300 to 600 meters. When the gas tank is full, it can fire 25 rounds per minute, or a blow as powerful as a three-pound gun... If the trial center The weapons belong to the magic modification of "special attack against spellcasters", then the Judgment Knights will be absolutely crushed.

From airships as means of transportation to "ordinary equipment" such as steam spray guns, there is almost no army in the entire Order world that is qualified to be an opponent of the Judgment Knights.

According to the young secretary, the Judgment Knights are very strict about the standard weapons they own. Normally, unless a member of the Knights dies accidentally, there will never be any leakage of weapons.

If this is true, then Anson has reason to suspect that the top leaders of the Church of Order or the Knights of Judgment are seriously corrupt, and they have been using various methods to smuggle and sell the Knights' arms...otherwise he cannot explain why he can buy them so easily in the New World. A complete set of consumables for a steam spray gun plus maintenance equipment.

He gently placed his right hand on the trigger, and with a faint flash of blue light, the gas tank imprinted with the magic [Sharp Wind] was instantly filled.

"Sure enough, it's exactly as I expected." Anson raised the corners of his mouth proudly and muttered to himself.

As a weapon specially distributed to all talented people - or at least almost all members - of the Judgment Knights, the steam spray gun can not only be loaded with ordinary lead bullets, but also can be loaded with ordinary lead bullets if the user awakens the power of the "Wind Knight" bloodline. Can be fired directly without ammunition.

When he got this trophy, he had doubts: If you can use it as long as you have the power of the wind knight's blood, can you use curse magic to achieve similar effects?

The result is completely doable.

However, the effect of the power of blood is not limited to the casting range like curse magic, but that doesn't matter. As long as the range is gathered from the whole body to the steam gun, and then extended infinitely along the trajectory, theoretically it even has unlimited range.

Of course, that's just in theory.

As an infantry weapon, this steam spray gun can hardly find any shortcomings. Its application range ranges from fire coverage to fixed-point sniper killing; unless you have a fully enhanced bloodline with no shortcomings like Louis Bernard. With such power, even if a normal talent or spell caster can detect the trajectory, it is almost impossible to dodge...

"Uh-huh...!!!"

A whimper in a young voice interrupted Anson's random thoughts.

He turned his head, and the girl sitting next to him already had a look of impatience on her face, staring at the steam gun in her arms.

"Okay, okay, give it back to you."

Seeing Lisa who was about to rush to grab it, Anson could only sigh helplessly: "But you must remember to take good care of it; there is only one of this weapon in the whole new world. If it breaks, I can't find a second one. ”

"Um!"

The girl who smiled through tears nodded vigorously and carefully put the steam gun into the holster on her back - yes, this was also "included" with the gas tank.

Almost from the first moment she saw it, the girl quickly abandoned her "old favorite" Borney and fell in love with this new weapon; except for the little secretary - who was not a threat - even Anson also Don't touch it too much for fear of being snatched away by others.

No extra ammunition is needed, it can shoot quickly, the range is far enough, and the power is huge... It can be said that a steam gun can match half of the girl's previous weapons, and all the imaginable requirements have been met.

For Lisa Bach, this is comparable to a complete set of dolls in the eyes of other girls, including not limited to formats and sizes, skirts, hats, shoes and socks, hair...and each style has at least twelve colors to choose from.

Shaking his head, Anson took out the inquisitor's pocket watch from his coat pocket. The pointer on the glass dial just reached eleven fifty.

"Lisa."

"Anson?"

The girl who was busy oiling the trigger raised her head and blinked her big emerald eyes.

Closing the watch cover with a soft "pop!", Anson lifted up the long gray windbreaker on the back of the chair with his right hand:

"It's time for us to go."

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Yangfan City Governor's Mansion, master bedroom.

Through the crack in the door, Freya, with her hands behind her back, looked quietly at the young knight who had fallen asleep early; probably exhausted by the day's paperwork, he was sleeping soundly, and the corners of his eyes and lips were tense at this moment. Finally blooming and completely relaxed.

At this time, she specially put on a simple long-sleeved coat, simple thick gloves and boots, and a blue and white scarf... At a cursory glance, she could not even tell her gender, and she was no different from ordinary colonists.

She didn't open the door, but stood quietly in the corridor and peered in; it seemed that just by looking like this, she had gained great happiness.

After an unknown amount of time, distinct footsteps came slowly from behind.

"Why don't you go in?"

The elf girl whose face changed slightly looked back slowly, her cold eyes staring at the petite figure behind her; the latter was still unaware, and even the corners of her mouth raised slightly:

"You should like him very much and hope to be with him very much. In that case, isn't now a once-in-a-lifetime... good opportunity?"

The moment the girl said the last word, Freya's pupils suddenly burst into murderous intent.

But in the next second, she returned to her former self, and then slowly closed the bedroom door, which still had a crack.

"Rune, or August Rune...don't think that I don't know about you." The elf girl said coldly:

"Clovis is the only existing thousand-year-old family, huh... It's really scary to be the 'only' you."

"Thank you for the compliment, I'm just trying to encourage you to keep going." Thalia, who was smiling, lifted up her skirt and saluted:

"After all, the world ruled by the Ring of Order is different from the Yser elves. It is really full of intrigues, the weak and the strong. If you don't become the only one, you are doomed to perish - unlike the Moses Field family, which can coexist harmoniously with the other twelve families."

"For you, Anson Bach is just a tool to strengthen your family and extend its existence, just like countless friends who have been used by you before... Am I right?"

Freya hummed softly: "A family like yours, which is completely inhumane and can give up everything for the so-called 'perfect evolution' and 'transcendence', can you really understand what cherishing is? What is...what is..."

The elf girl's words suddenly stopped.

As if she felt that she was just wasting time, she bit her lip lightly, leaving Thalia who was still standing there, and walked towards the door step by step.

"got it."

The soft words floated in the wind, blocking Freya's path.

She looked back and saw Thalia, whose mouth was slightly raised, looking at her as well, with a slight glimmer in her quiet eyes.

"Thalia... I have had four fiancés before, and Anson is the fifth." The girl smiled:

"Believers of the true God who are detached from the world, traitors with evil intentions, incompetent and cowardly cowards, and ambitious careerists."

"They have two things in common: first, none of them were chosen by Thalia; second, none of them... can see Thalia in their eyes."

"But the fifth... dear Anson... he... does not meet either of these conditions."

The stunned elf girl suddenly realized something, and her pupils shrank slightly: "You, you can't..."

"Of course, there is a reason for this; in a sense, dear Anson...he is also a cold and heartless bastard, although Thalia doesn't hate this, she even likes it a little." Thalia shook her head and resumed Look at her:

"But Thalia has never asked for too much... Dear Your Majesty Freya, forgive me for being rude, but your problem is that you want too much, otherwise you would not have fallen into this situation. "

"But since you are a king, how can you control your greed? Even if you are eventually swallowed by greed, it is probably better for you than enduring it, right?"

After saying that, she walked up to the elf girl, raising her head as if she were a queen looking down at all living beings:

"Let's go."

"We're going to protect the king...and 'their' new kingdom."