I will be crowned king

Governor's Mansion and Study Room of Yangfan City.

"Boy, I need a reasonable explanation."

The disheveled young knight stared intently at Fabian and Karl in front of him, gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Anson Bach...your commander-in-chief, where is he now?!"

Faced with the questioning of the governor of Yangfan City, they were forcefully dragged from the bed early in the morning. The two sleepy-eyed people looked at me and me, with confusion on their faces.

Louis' expression was extremely ugly.

According to what he had just learned, it was not just Anson who was missing, but Freya was also missing - there were no letters or any traces that could be traced, as if she had disappeared from the world!

Based on his understanding of the two of them, there was no existence that could coerce or even capture them alive without making any noise; especially Anson's station in Sail City, where there was only an infantry regiment of Clovis patrol guards.

The only reasonable explanation is that they left on their own initiative.

So the question is, where did they go and why did they leave?

"I think... this question should not be answered by us." Fabian, a former Guards officer and commander of the Grenadier Corps, tried to open his red eyes and coughed lightly:

"On the contrary, it is you who should tell us what happened - and immediately."

"I?!"

The young knight opened his eyes wide and was shocked by the opponent's move.

"Yangfan City is under your rule. We are just guests. If something happens, of course the local owner should explain the situation to us first." Fabian said confidently:

"All city defense points are under the control of the Yangfan City defenders. We, the Storm Division, have only stationed the equivalent of an infantry regiment in the city. If you guard the city and commit theft, we will be unable to stop it."

"Yes, even if there is really a problem, it should be your responsibility!" Karl immediately responded:

"And according to the news we just received, they are not the only ones missing - Lisa Bach, Thalia Rune, our Commander-in-Chief's sister and... fiancée, are also missing. This also requires expensive Fang will give you an answer as soon as possible!"

The two people who were raking each other looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and they cooperated perfectly.

Even if you think about it with your toenails, it is not difficult to guess that this matter is 10,000% related to the adult with the "perfect plan"; but unless there is irrefutable evidence, the two subordinates will have to do it even if they pretend to be fat. Bite the bullet and take the blame for Anson if necessary.

"You two..."

With a long sigh, Louis, who was calm and calm, raised his eyes and looked at the only person who could give him an answer with slightly restrained anger: "I apologize to you for my irrationality and gaffe just now. This is not a knight's response. Some style.”

"But I need your help very much now - not only Freya's whereabouts are unknown, you should know that if those wealthy merchants of Sailing City who invested in the New World Company and your soldiers found out that the commander-in-chief suddenly disappeared before noon today, and What will be the consequences if we can’t even give you an answer?”

This was a very serious question. The two people immediately sat up with serious expressions.

"I think we can let the soldiers of the Storm Division continue to clear the suburban areas." Fabian raised his eyebrows: "The key is not to kill or capture how many beast slaves and bandits, but to give them something to do, so that they won't Someone is thinking about something else.”

"As for our Commander-in-Chief, if others are also related to his disappearance, the best way is to wait for the time being, or search his room and ask people who have seen him recently - especially Li Miss Sha’s.”

Karl took out his pipe from his pocket and lit the match under Louis' slightly frowned expression: "With his character, it is absolutely impossible for him to put himself in a dangerous situation alone. He has 100% left some backup plans." .”

It makes sense... The young knight nodded slightly. Taking risks alone didn't sound like something Anson could do. He was the type who had to prepare a few more back-ups even if he was 100% sure.

"How to deal with the wealthy businessmen in Sailing City...including other colonies who cooperate with the New World Company? If they are allowed to spread rumors everywhere, it will also be a heavy blow to the newly established Free Confederation."

Although he had been trying to erase the influence of the Clovis people (or Anson Bach) on the Confederacy, Louis did not deny that the establishment and maintenance of the Confederacy did depend on the efforts of the Stormtroopers; without this foreign aid and military deterrence, it would have been difficult. It is not surprising that the easily independent Confederacy fell apart in an instant and turned against each other.

"It's not difficult. Just send Mr. Alan Dawn, the secretary to the commander-in-chief, to deal with it." Fabian said lightly, and Karl next to him nodded in agreement.

"Oh?" Louis raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"Is this because he knows Anson Bach better than you do, or does he have information that no one else knows?"

"No, but he always has a bunch of nonsense that is unclear but very convincing, which can make others confused about the situation." Karl, who was puffing up his smoke, looked at the young knight seriously:

"That's one of his main roles... around Anson."

Including but not limited to falsifying accounts, money laundering, asset transfer, cheating, cheating, and since ancient times... the adjutant thought in his heart.

Louis Bernard: "..."

……………………

Early morning in the suburbs north of Yangfan City.

The slightly bright horizon shines on this golden primeval forest, which meanders between high and low, and has many mountains; the sunlight shines through the tree crowns and branches into the mist-shrouded forest, leaving behind it like broken glass. mottled.

Under the dense canopy, there are many towering ancient trees. The light mist flows in the forest with the breeze, making everything quiet.

The girl who had never seen this scene raised her head and greedily took in all the scenery in sight; enjoying the extremely fresh air, the softness of the grass when stepping on it, and the spotted finches passing by. An outdated surprise.

To her, who was already familiar with the urban landscape, the forest path under her feet was like a long, deep alley. The light mist looked like the black smoke of coal and charcoal, and the tall pines were similar to the masonry and concrete buildings... The entire primeval forest is probably the city of Clovis with a "new skin".

In contrast, Anson on the side had a solemn expression, and from time to time he took out the Inquisitor's pocket watch and checked the compass to confirm the direction - although it was meaningless.

From the moment we stepped into this forest, both the Inquisitor's pocket watch and the military compass he carried with him completely failed after barely functioning for a day; as for the map... it was obvious that there could be no map in the virgin forest.

If this is just a minor problem, then the most troublesome thing is that Anson discovered that his "superpower" completely failed after he stepped into the forest!

This is slightly inaccurate, because it can still be used normally; but once he tries to change the demonstration range from a sphere to a "signal tower" as he did in the past, and then moves the center coordinates of the "power" to the top of the tower, it will It will be forcibly shut down as if the battery is gone.

"Stop wasting your efforts."

Phil Cressy, who was walking in front, suddenly said, turning to look at the two of them with a rather joking expression: "This forest... or more accurately, the entire new world, is surrounded by those who guard the tombs of the three old gods. under the control of fanatical believers."

"As long as you set foot in one of their settlements or 'holy places', any tool or ability that can determine the location, whether it is the power of blood or magic, will be forcibly disabled."

"oh?"

Anson put away his pocket watch calmly: "It's like stepping into the...casting range of a certain conjurer?"

"You can understand it this way, but the truth of the matter may be much more terrifying than this." Phil Clay smiled meaningfully: "According to the records of the Crecy family, most of the indigenous settlements have no spells. exist."

"Unlike the old world, there is no binary relationship like 'rulers and ruled' or 'slave owners and slaves' between the indigenous people and spell casters here. It is more like two completely different sets of relationships. system."

"Those ordinary indigenous people have their own settlements, elders and leaders. They believe in the Three Old Gods and spellcasters whose strength is comparable to that of blasphemous mages or even apostles, but apart from weak magic reactions, they do not have any special abilities."

"And the spellcasters - including some unlucky ones who have swallowed the eggs of the evil gods, are similar to a very closed sect. They only summon the surrounding settlements to resist when the colonized people invade their holy land. Most of the time, they even Some communities were massacred and their territory was occupied, but they didn't care."

Phil Cressy paused and said with great interest: "In the records of the Faithless Knights, there is a very interesting metaphor: the spellcasters are like the tombkeepers of the tomb, and The rest of the natives are like the inhabitants of the tomb."

"The residents rely on the 'graves' of the three old gods to maintain their traditions and beliefs, as well as the various conveniences derived from them to survive; but for the tombkeepers who are admired by them, the holy land and the tomb are the only important things, unless Some outsiders have invaded the cemetery, otherwise they wouldn’t care even if all the surrounding residents died.”

Anson's face was expressionless, and his heart sank.

If this is indeed the case, then what does the death of Ed Levent and the involvement of the Aboriginal Old Gods in the coup in Beluga Harbor mean?

This means that the most passive and powerful forces in the New World have begun to change their past views of non-intervention and non-meddling due to the intervention of the colonists.

According to Thalia, the reason why the Rune family thought of forming an alliance with the New World Old God Sect was not only because they were strong and geographically isolated, which allowed them to resist the erosion of the Church of Order, but also an important reason was that they were extremely passive. A desire-free attitude.

When they first encountered obstruction from the Lord of the Abyss, both Anson and Thalia mistakenly thought it was because the other party was indifferent and repulsive and was too lazy to intervene in the disputes in the old world.

The real situation is probably just the opposite... Regardless of the Church of Order or the Old God Sect, in their eyes, any New World force is a mortal enemy that deserves to be cut to pieces.

"So, I have a bold guess." Feier raised the corner of his mouth:

"The reason why you will get lost as soon as you get close to an indigenous settlement or the Holy Land of the Old Gods is not because of a certain spell caster, but...the Three Old Gods."

Anson's pupils suddenly shrank.

“Even to this day, their power has not completely dissipated, covering the entire new world—even the entire Turbulent Sea—in some unimaginable way.”

The young head of the Cressy family slowed down and hummed in a tone that seemed to be deliberately showing off: "Spiritual belief, real blessing... This can also explain why the indigenous people are so firm in their belief in the three old gods. , and be respectful to those spellcasters who don't care about their life and death, even if they know they are being used, they will work hard and even be proud of them."

In other words, this is their life. God's blessing is real, and those who are blessed also need to use sacrifices to express their piety... completely different from the old world.

No, it should be completely different after the Seven Knights expelled the three old gods...if the legends of the Empire and the Church of Order are not deceiving.

"Since as long as it is an indigenous settlement, it will be protected by the Three Old Gods, so outsiders who try to get close will be doomed to get lost. How did you find it?" Anson glanced at him:

"According to you, that colony is already controlled by the indigenous Old Gods...isn't it?"

"Exactly, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary colonists or talented people to find them."

Phil Cressy smiled even more proudly: "But this characteristic is not valid for spellcasters...Although they are destined to get lost, they will naturally arrive at the exact location of the settlement - or they can have some of the blood of the indigenous people."

"To ensure nothing goes wrong, I have asked the members of the Faithless Knights who are still stationed near Sailing City to set off in advance and wait in ambush in that settlement; they will pretend not to know us and wait until they need to take action... Huh?"

While he was talking, Anson and Lisa, who were following behind, suddenly stopped.

The shaken figure of Feier stood on the spot, turning his head in a daze to look at the two people who were suddenly separated from him by a long distance: "Why did you stop?"

"that……"

Anson, whose expression changed slightly, swallowed, looked away for a while, and said in an uncertain tone: "Are there four members of the Faithless Knights you sent?"

"Uh...it seems so?"

"Two tall and thin figures, one fat and one short?"

"I don't remember much."

"Then...are there three people with brown hair and one with curly black hair?"

"Yes, I remember this very clearly; wait, how do you know this..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Phil Cressy, who suddenly realized something, took a breath and slowly looked back along the gazes of Anson and Lisa, looking upward bit by bit:

Four naked, disemboweled mummies were pierced through the back of the neck by branches of ancient trees, hanging high on both sides of the path, looking at the three of them with bulging gray pupils.

The intestines that fell out of the abdominal cavity were connected in series, and a huge piece of dry bark was hung, with hideous words written on it in dark red plasma:

"What will happen to the intruder!"