I will be crowned king

Clovis outer city, West End slums.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise like a cannonball, the overwhelmed wooden door was kicked to pieces; more than a dozen heavily armed figures in dark-colored leather windbreakers appeared outside the shack of less than ten square meters.

The leader is Cole Dorian, the chief inquisitor of the Seeking Truth Order and a descendant of the famous church inquisitor "Executioner Dorian".

At this moment, as if facing a formidable enemy, he had a flintlock ax in one hand and a "dagger" revolver in the other. With a tense expression, he stood in front of many judges. He took heavy steps and stepped alone into the shanty town covered in darkness.

Puff puff.

The exquisite leather boots left clearly visible footprints on the dusty wooden floor. The Chief Inquisitor gasped silently, narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly adapted to the surrounding darkness, and quickly looked around, the cold muzzle of the gun waiting for an opportunity. And move, and then...

Nothing.

well?

The chief inquisitor's face was filled with astonishment.

"I told you before I came in."

Lazy words sounded from behind: "The target is not here at all... Didn't the surrounding residents tell you that he hasn't been seen for several days?"

"But, isn't it usually the opposite in this case?!"

Cole Dorian turned his head sharply and looked at Judge Sera Vergil with a look of grievance: "It's dark under the light...the blind spot...the most dangerous place is the safest place..."

Sierra raised her head and interrupted Cole, who was about to continue: "Wait, I think you seem to have confused a concept."

"What?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's dark under the light or a blind spot... the prerequisite is that the other party is sure that we will never search this place, right?" Saier said calmly:

"How many times have we searched this place?"

Cole Dorian thought seriously for a few seconds, then raised his head and said, "For the first time, what do you want to explain?"

The female inquisitor did not answer his question. She turned around and looked at each other with the other inquisitors. She also walked into the shanty and began to rummage in the small space with only a bed, a cabinet and a desk. .

"Wait, you haven't answered my question yet. Why can't it be a surprise the first time? Maybe he is a very confident guy, or he has calculated that the Truth Seeking Cult is a smart person and will never search him clearly. The stronghold on the surface, but...Hey, Sera, Sera..."

"found it."

The female inquisitor didn't look back and dug out a notebook with neat handwriting from the cabinet: "'Saint Isaac and the Origin of Runic Literature', this is it."

After saying that, she took the clue she had just obtained and walked towards the door; the figures gathered outside the door dispersed and made way.

"Wait a moment!"

Cole Dorian, who was still confused, quickly called out to the other party: "Is this the end?!"

"yes."

The female judge who stopped turned her head and said matter-of-factly: "The target is not here, and we have already found the only clue... Why continue?"

This very reasonable explanation made all the inquisitors look back one after another, staring silently at the chief inquisitor standing in the shadows, with anxious expressions like workers who were rushing to go to a cafe after get off work.

But Cole didn't think it made sense. On the contrary, he was extremely confused: "Let me confirm first, are we talking about the same goal?"

"Yes, former senior lecturer and associate professor of St. Isaac's College, and second-level wanted criminal in the trial, William Gottfried." Serra nodded:

"Exceptionally talented and promising, but he was expelled from the college for slandering Saint Isaac. He was also discovered by an associate professor in the same department who was studying the connection between runes and the old gods. He was trying to create magic using a combination of runes. He is currently on the run - so what? ?”

"So?!" Cole Dorian's expression became even more confusing:

"No, I think you should know better than me how dangerous this guy is. Once his experiment is really successful, then..."

"Using magic no longer requires a high price, and you no longer need to be a 'spell caster'. Just a few gems engraved with the runes compiled by Saint Isaac will be enough. The cost will be greatly reduced, and the promotion speed will be beyond imagination."

The black mage Sera Vigil knocked on the restraint ring around his neck and said coldly to Cole: "Yes, I know very well."

"But now except for this notebook, we don't have any useful clues at all; of course, if you, the respected Chief Inquisitor, are prepared to carry out the investigation mission alone, we will not object."

"I……"

Cole Dorian rolled his eyes. He was choked by the female inquisitor for a long time before he returned to normal. He said angrily: "So what should we do now?"

"Give this notebook to the professional handwriting experts in the trial court for verification to see if any useful clues can be found; all the inquisitors dispersed to monitor and investigate the scope of the target's activities in the past month. The remaining people went to various locations in Clovis City. Transportation hub to prevent targets from escaping in advance.”

After a slight pause, Sera looked at the judges in front of her again: "Is there anything you don't understand or need to add?"

No one spoke, and their expressions were all surprisingly consistent.

"Then take action." The female judge said calmly:

"This operation is very critical - the target person has cooperated with the Inquisition and has strong counter-investigation capabilities. Once he escapes from Clovis City, the probability of being arrested again is very low."

"yes!"

Everyone shouted in unison and acted separately according to their respective tasks in a tacit understanding.

Soon, only Cole Dorian and the female inquisitor were left outside the shack.

Cole looked at the empty shack, then at Sierra and the notebook in her hand, spreading his hands: "What about me, what do you want me to do?"

"You..." The female judge held her chin up with her notebook and deliberately trailed off: "You can continue the search to see if there are any other more important clues."

"Or you can accompany me to identify the contents of the notes and have a late lunch on Red Brick Street."

The Chief Inquisitor hesitated for a few seconds, and then decisively chose the latter.

"It feels like you are becoming more and more like the chief inquisitor giving orders..." Cole couldn't help but muttered as he followed the female inquisitor.

"No, you are the chief judge of the Truth-seeking Order." Sera corrected: "That's why I asked you to buy lunch when I return to Red Brick Street."

"Is that why?"

"That's why." The female judge glanced at him:

"As the Chief Inquisitor, is it too much to reward your notebook and rune appraiser with a lunch?"

"Or do you know other experts in this field?"

The Chief Inquisitor, who was blocked again and couldn't say a word, felt sorry for his wallet while walking closely behind Sera Vigil in the direction of the cathedral.

……………………

Inner city, Franz Residence.

"boom!"

In the cozy living room, the little maid Angelica curled up in the corner, her lips tightened, and she watched with distress as the gold and enamel vase was brutally murdered by Sophia and shattered to pieces on the hard fireplace.

"This is really unreasonable!"

Staring at the fragments of the vase on the ground, Sophia blushed in anger: "He, he dares to threaten me? Threaten me!"

"Liar! Scum! Scum! Shameless person!"

"Who gave him the courage to threaten me, Sophia Franz, and the colonial governor appointed by King Clovis?!"

"You bastard who deserves death, this is the last time you can be so arrogant. I swear...I swear I will give you a good look and make you regret being so arrogant and daring to put your idea on my head!"

"Here is the Ring of Order, I will bear this grudge!"

"William Gottfried, you will regret it! I swear, you will kneel in front of me and confess to me with tears in your eyes. How much do you regret your vicious behavior!"

...The hysterical shouting continued for more than an hour, until the girl was sweating, lying on the sofa panting, unable to say a word, and finally regained her composure.

Seeing that there was no possibility of accidental injury to the rude master, the little maid finally walked out from the corner boldly and brought the cold juice and snack platter that had been prepared in advance, and brought them to her with fear:

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

"Hmph~"

Sophia, whose voice was hoarse, was obviously extremely exhausted, but still expressed her attitude with her eyes - her deep contempt for a certain "genius scholar".

The sweet and refreshing juice flowed through her throat, somewhat calming her mood.

"Half an hour ago, His Excellency Erich sent a messenger to the mansion. The steam train loaded with 'cargo' has successfully departed - the Luxurious, going directly to North Port without stopping at any platform in the way."

The little maid with her hands behind her back took the opportunity to deliver the latest good news: "Your Excellency Erich is also ready to leave. He is preparing to arrive at Beigang before the train. He is preparing warehouses and merchant ships for transferring goods, and strives to transfer your factory to the factory before the end of the year. Transported to Beluga Harbor.”

"There is also a despicable villain." Sophia's eyes were dark.

"Okay, don't continue to be angry about that person, my dear Miss Sophia." The little maid's eyes were blinking, and the corners of her slightly pursed lips had a helpless smile:

"Anyway, your plan has been successful. He has also gone to the New World Colony. If nothing else happens, you may never see him again in your life. Why should you be so sulky? How bad will it be to be so angry?"

"Based on his physical condition, even if you want to take revenge, not to mention whether he will contract some strange plague after arriving in the colony, he may not be able to stand the sea life soon after boarding the ship, and he might even die of illness. What do you think? ?”

"...Well, it is indeed possible." Sophia, with a sullen expression, thought for a moment and said softly.

Although it was clear that these were the words of the little maid to comfort her, it didn't seem particularly strange to think that the guy was so sick, that he had to use all his strength to even open the door, and that he died of acclimatization at sea...

"But even so, I still hope to get revenge on him...at least let him feel the same pain as me and understand what it feels like to be threatened."

Sophia said bitterly, gnashing her teeth as if if that bastard were right in front of her, she would hide him without hesitation from being discovered by the trial - then make him a specimen, and finally fill him with lead! Pour copper! Gold plated!

Looking at the eldest lady who still hasn't come out of the shadows, the little maid Angelica is really feeling more and more tired; in her memory, similar useless efforts have happened countless times, and it seems that none of them have succeeded in the end.

This time... it should be no different.

"Since you must punish this villain who threatens you, why not ask Brigadier General Anson Bach for help?"

The little maid suddenly had an idea and suggested to the depressed girl: "The destination of his escape is the colony. The ship sent from North Port to the colony will definitely dock at Beluga Port or a nearby port."

"As long as we find a way to let Brigadier General Anson Bach receive the news in advance and arrange ambushes at all possible ports, we can..."

"How can I let him know that I was threatened and that I shamelessly agreed to all the demands of the blackmailer?!"

Sophia suddenly came back to her senses, as nervous as a frightened hare: "He knew everything about such a shameful thing, and then was laughed at secretly - are you still my friend?!"

"No, no, no, that's not what Angelica meant! Angelica meant...said...Angelica meant...no...um!"

Looking at Sophia who was full of doubts, the anxious and aggrieved little maid almost burst into tears.

"Wait, maybe this is really a solution!"

Perhaps due to the effect of anger, Sophia suddenly thought of something: "Yes, since he will definitely appear at Beluga Port and arrive at the military factory at about the same time... I don't need to tell that bastard the truth at all!"

"I just need to tell him that Wilhelm Gottfried is the military expert I hired with a high salary and sent to him specially, so that bastard will definitely accept it happily and treat this guy as a guest - because he is in urgent need of this guy. talents.”

"Then...and it won't take long for him to be completely annoyed by this bastard's temper, and finally kill him after draining all his use value, completely out of sight and out of mind!"

"And I can still pretend to be ignorant of everything and ask him about Wilhelm Gottfried... Anson Bach, who was impulsive, will definitely feel deep regret for his actions and be filled with guilt - in the end, I will Accept his sincere apology, tell him personally that bastard is a wanted criminal, and forgive him for his mistakes."

"In this way, I sacrificed the life of a scum, not only can I successfully avenge his previous despicable behavior, but I can also take the opportunity to strengthen Anson Bach's loyalty to me. It is really a beautiful thing that kills two birds with one stone!"

Thinking of this, Sophia looked at the little maid excitedly: "What do you think, Angelica, is this idea perfect?!"

"Well……"

Facing the girl's intense and dazzling gaze, the helpless little maid took a deep breath and tried her best to squeeze out a smile on her stiff cheeks:

"Maybe?"