I will be crowned king

Silence, suffocating silence.

Members of the Free Confederation, representatives of the five colonies of the three countries in the North Sea...the eyes of the various forces continued to meet, rub, and collide in the air; countless messages were quickly transmitted among them, making everyone who was still immersed in shock just now plunge into a Among the seemingly inexplicable multiple-choice questions.

Eight stars, or thirteen stars?

The people who can sit here may be greedy, honest, upright, shameless, simple, despicable... but the only thing they have in common is that at least they are not stupid.

In other words, he happens to be smarter than the stupidest group of people and is a little bit lucky.

What Anson Bach presented was not a multiple-choice question, but a statement: the Ice Dragon Fjord is independent, the Storm Legion rebelled, and requested to join the Free Confederacy; this is what they will inevitably do regardless of whether they accept it or not. the fact of what happened.

The only thing that can be “decided” by all of them is the five colonies under the name of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea. Are they also allowed to join?

In the silent hall, many people's eyes silently turned to the leader of the Five Cities Alliance delegation and the speaker of the Strawtown Autonomous Assembly.

The old man with sparse silver hair and a wine-colored blush had a heavy expression on his face, and his lips that did not make a sound were always trembling slightly.

He has vaguely realized something, but it is precisely because of this realization that he is extremely painful, because he...including the five colonies, has no ability to change the current situation.

The delegations all looked at their leader. The silent old man shook his head and stopped several people who wanted to speak.

Polina Frey, who was sitting at the top, looked at the figure holding two flags and subconsciously held her breath; it was obvious that she was looking down at the other person, but the unprecedented momentum made her feel even smaller. of that.

"In that case, let's all vote together." The girl stood up tremblingly and raised her voice desperately:

"Eight stars or thirteen stars, which flag better represents the Free Confederacy?!"

The faces of everyone present tightened.

This is a vote that violates all the procedures, standards, and conditions since the birth of the Supreme Council; the proposer himself is not even a real member of the Free Confederacy, and what they really want to vote on has nothing to do with the Free Confederacy and is not Matters that should be decided by them.

This is another supreme meeting that could not be more "real": stripping away all the whitewash, it is a political entity based on independent consensus, where the weak join forces to protect their own interests; as long as Anson Bach or the Storm Legion can recognize their status , to provide military protection, the Free Confederacy should ask for it.

Neither the Free Confederacy nor the five colonies have a way out. Once they make it clear that they refuse, they will pay a price. The difference is that if the Confederacy refuses, they are the only ones who will face the consequences. If they agree, the pressure will immediately shift to the five colonies. The colonies must have resented the Confederacy.

And that's what Anson is for.

He needs to unite the thirteen colonies, but he definitely does not want them to unite sincerely and share the same hatred. That would be too passive for him who only controls two colonies and is not numerically superior in any case. Therefore, he must create discord within the camp and let them The Free Confederacy, composed of the original five colonies, was in conflict with the five colonies under the name of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea.

Only in this way can Ice Dragon Fjord have the possibility of mediation in the play; instead of being set up by them and forced to do actions that are in the interests of the Free Confederacy but will cause great losses to the Storm Legion.

Bernard sent troops to Black Reef Port when the rear was unstable, and Claude I led the elite main force of Hantu to fight the Imperial Expeditionary Force. They all stemmed from the same problem; they used slogans and goals to unite a scattered sand, and suffered as a result. Being dragged down, he was forced to enter the enemy's preset battlefield.

In this battle, my own advantage is much smaller than that of Bernard and Claude, and my control over the vassals can only be considered moderate; although my military strength is superior, I am not completely unchecked or even isolated. risks of.

In a depressing atmosphere, a total of 300 members from the six colonies, led by Paulina Frey and the Speakers of the other four colonies, began to vote.

There was no explanation in advance, no preparation...but everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding in advance, expressing their wishes by raising their hands.

A few seconds later, the 305 people occupying most of the parliament hall raised their right hands in unison.

"The Free Confederacy has made her decision." Under everyone's breathless gaze, Polina Frey, who also raised her right hand and had messy hair, said loudly in an extremely solemn tone:

"From now on, the blue background with thirteen gold stars surrounding it will officially serve as the symbol of the Free Confederacy; all flags, badges, emblems... must bear this pattern."

"This is the Free Confederacy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of the representatives of the five eastern colonies suddenly turned even darker.

In the nervous, worried, and somewhat hopeful eyes of the people around him, the head of the delegation, whose face remained unchanged, seemed to be exhausted and stood up, supporting the table in front of him with his withered hands.

The old man did not look at Polina, who had just announced the result, but turned his gaze to Anson Bach in the audience. He bowed his head humbly, revealing his head with almost no hair left:

"Thank you to the respected Speaker of Gray Pigeon Castle and everyone here for this honor. Straw Straw Town... is very happy to join the Confederacy and become a protected member under the 11-Star Ring."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Anson, sat back in his seat with a calm face, and then silently looked at the powerful young man named Oles next to him.

Under his gaze, Oles, who could not withstand the pressure, looked hesitant, but still suppressed his displeasure and stood up, glaring at Anson with no concealment:

"The slave-catching port is willing to join the Free Confederacy and become a...member protected by the 11-Star Ring!"

Seeing his extremely reluctant look, Anson, who was standing in the audience, just smiled lightly in response; Oles's cheeks twitched, and he sat back down in shame and annoyance.

With the addition of Slave Port and Straw Town, the two strongest and most prosperous colonies in the east, the remaining three have no choice at all; no matter what they think in their hearts, they must agree on the surface.

"Kulin Village is willing to join the Free Confederacy!"

"Bingxi Town is willing to join the Free Confederacy!"

"Salt Rock City is willing to join the Free Confederacy!"

The speakers of the three colonial assemblies stood up one after another. Although their expressions were different, they all respectfully stated the same content to Anson.

In the brightly lit parliament hall, the solemn and solemn scene looked like lords and vassals swearing allegiance to their monarch one by one.

Looking at the complicated faces of everyone with different mentalities, Ansen slowly stepped forward, threw down the flag in his left hand, and raised the 11-star ring flag in his right hand high.

With his head held high and his chest held high, his eyes swept across the audience again, with the same seriousness and indifference as before, but with a bit more majesty:

"In the name of the Governor of Ice Dragon Fjord, I am very honored to announce to you that Beluga Harbor and Gray Snow Town are willing to join the Free Confederation and become a part of the protection of the 11-Star Ring."

Almost at the same time, Reinhard Roland, who had been sitting silently in the corner of the hall and watching the whole process with cold eyes, suddenly stood up, put his right hand on his chest, and shouted loudly in the gesture of a knight offering allegiance to his lord: "Long live the Free Confederacy!"

"Long live the Thirteen Colonies...!"

The heavy words echoed under the vault of the hall for a long time.

The congressmen who could still sit motionless on their chairs and pretend to be dead finally could no longer remain silent. They stood up under the leadership of the speakers of their respective colonies, imitating Reinhard's movements and shouted loudly:

"Long live the Free Confederacy——!!! Long live the Thirteen Colonies——!!!"

Amid thunderous shouts, Anson, holding an eleven-star ring flag, stood facing the hall, slightly raising his head indifferently and saying nothing.

"Long live the Free Confederacy——!!! Long live the Thirteen Colonies——!!!"

“Long live the Free Confederacy——!!! Long live the Thirteen Colonies——!!!…

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Beluga Harbor, an inconspicuous hotel.

Looking at the slightly bright sky outside, the young knight standing in front of the window paused for a long time and sighed, frowning and turning to look behind him:

"Tell me, is this all part of Anson Bach's plan?"

"Of course... no." Thalia, who was visiting, raised the corners of her lips and answered without hesitation:

"Dear Sir Louis Bernard, and Her Majesty Freya, you should know very well that everything Anson Bach did was just to protect himself; if it weren't for the sudden intervention of the Church of Order, the organization would have reached such a huge scale of the Crusaders, things would never be the way they are now.”

"Yes, but for you, this should be an expected result." The elf girl sitting on the bed said coldly:

"The Rune Family...or as you put it, when Apostle Rune left Clovis and arrived at Beluga Port, it was inevitable to join the church; you knew it very well, but you still did it. "

"So please stop pretending that you had no expectation of the outcome and use 'accident' to excuse it; we all know that it was not."

"This is just your idea." Thalia still smiled:

"In the eyes of the Luen family, it is completely our freedom to leave the country, and they even take the initiative to avoid the possibility of conflicts and conflicts with the Church of Order; but it seems that the Church not only does not appreciate it, but also wants to kill us quickly, which is really very disturbing. Pity."

Freya snorted disdainfully. In her eyes, the Rune family was a heretic, and the Church of Order was a heretic; no matter what despicable and shameless behaviors heretics and heretics committed, they were not worth making a fuss about.

"In any case, the most important thing right now is to unite all the power of the entire New World; only in this way can we have the power to fight when the Holy War Army arrives, right?"

Slowly turning her gaze to the young knight, Thalia smiled and asked: "There are only a few months left for us. As long as we can protect the independence and freedom that the New World has fought so hard to win, even if the means are crude, What does it matter if you are tougher?”

"Independence and freedom?" Louis subconsciously raised his voice and said with a complicated mood:

"Do you think there is still so-called independence and freedom in the Ice Dragon Fjord and the Free Confederation?"

Only now did he finally realize what Anson's purpose was in building the Supreme Council outside Beluga Harbor at all costs; to win over the five eastern colonies, control the Free Confederacy in the west, and finally merge the two into one to create a Completely, completely controlled by him, the new Free Confederacy!

Even without the Holy War and the intervention of the Church of Order, this is bound to happen, but it won't be as fast as it is now; in five years, or at most ten years, the situation will not change anything from now.

Facing the young knight's questioning, the corners of Thalia's mouth began to rise slightly, as if she was making a self-deprecating smile, but also seemed to be expressing her inner disdain:

"I know that no matter how Talia explains it now, you won't believe it; not only you, but Talia also hopes that Anson can accept his fate and become the true ruler of the new world."

"It is very regrettable that he still seems to be suppressing his ambitions and insists that he has no idea about the title; everything he does is for self-preservation and heartfelt loyalty."

"But even if everything you think is true, so what? Or do you think that besides Anson Bach and his plan, there are better ways to unite the entire New World and thwart the ambitions of the Empire and the Church? ?”

"No more." Before Louis could speak, Talia, who was suddenly serious, said coldly:

"Except for him, no one else has the ability to save this land and the people living here; not even you can do it!"

"It's not that I think your ability is inferior to that of dear Anson, but that you are an imperial man, a pious ring of order; you are not a person who can be indifferent. Under the deterrence of faith and tradition, you cannot There is no room for parry."

"If it were you, then the final result of the New World can only be a compromise. It will never be able to win true independence. It can only be crushed by the Empire and enslaved by the Church of the Ring of Order. It is just an extension of the old world. .”

"And Talia doesn't know if you have noticed it, that is, this world is no longer what you are familiar with; she is quietly changing, and the rising flames are about to burn away all the glory of the past and start a new one. reincarnation."

As she spoke, the girl slowly raised her right hand and pointed at the window behind the young knight.

The dazzling light suddenly caught the corner of Louis' eyes, causing him to subconsciously squint his eyes and look back; the morning sun in the east was slowly rising in his field of vision, illuminating the dome and the sky. Against the backdrop of light and darkness, the entire Beluga Harbor It looked extremely bleak.

And in the city shrouded in dark gray, the old King Clovis flag fell on the top of the White Whale Harbor Parliament, and a brand-new eleven-three-ring flag slowly rose, passing through the gray haze, straight into the sky that shines thousands of miles away. Morning light...

Flying in the wind.