I will be crowned king

"boom!"

A heavy iron fist fell on the solid conference table. In the Guards headquarters shrouded in clouds, dozens of officers sat on both sides of the long table in silence.

The commander of the Guards was half-lying in front of the table with his hands clenched in fists. His rough figure and half-bald head made his posture look full of oppression. He glanced at his subordinates with the gloomy eyes of a beast patrolling its prey.

His loyal... down-to-earth and hardworking... subordinates with outstanding abilities.

"Then what, failed?"

"Everyone, you have wasted so much effort, made so much noise, and then told me that you failed?"

"No, no, no... you didn't fail - because you didn't catch his person, you didn't find his suitcase, you don't know where he escaped to, and you don't know his general route of action, let alone Know what he’s going to do next.”

"You don't even know what Mao is!"

"So now who... can tell me why this is?!"

The frightened officers did not dare to make a sound. They lowered their heads cautiously and looked at the commander who was driven to hysterics by more and more bad news recently.

In addition to fear, there is even more grievance - the Central West Station of the Royal Capital is the largest steam train platform in the inner city of Clovis, with tens of thousands of people passing through every day.

In a place like this, even if a regiment or a division is mobilized, it would be impossible to control everyone who enters and exits the station, let alone catching a completely inconspicuous novelist.

Of course, no one dares to give such a "reasonable" explanation.

The commander's roar continued:

"I'm warning you, we are at a critical moment of life and death! The royal family has abandoned it, the Privy Council is pressing on every step of the way, and the Church of Order is watching with cold eyes - no one can count on us now, we can only rely on ourselves!"

"And I really don't want to repeat here ten thousand times how deadly the intelligence possessed by that damn novelist Draco Vertes is to us!"

"Catch him! Kill him! Shoot him and hang him! I don't care what means you use, and I don't care how far you go - within three days, within three days I want to see this guy sitting on my In front of me, regardless of life or death!"

"Understand?!"

Seeing those pairs of eyes evading him, the angry commander felt endless anger burning in his heart.

Even though it makes no sense.

Recovering Draco Vertes will not immediately reverse the situation of the Guards. Now that the royal family needs to win the war with the Empire, it needs a Privy Council composed of nobles and wealthy people, as well as an order with sufficient cash and resources. Church support.

The nobles, wealthy people and even the church urgently need stable and good public security in Clovis City; as long as the security problem in the royal capital is not alleviated, the persecution of the Guards will become stronger day by day.

The commander knew very well that he could not improve the security of the royal capital now.

Then the only thing he can do is to drag others into the water, while trying to divert the attention of the public, especially the Privy Council, as much as possible.

Delaying the passage of the Urban Public Administration Act made the Privy Council and the royal family afraid of the serious consequences of disbanding the Guards, and did not dare to act rashly without completely breaking out.

So Draco Vertes must die!

"Okay, now is not the time to argue and lose your temper. We must be pragmatic in order to prevent the Guards from being disbanded."

The commander, who had calmed down his anger a little, said with a sonorous and powerful voice: "That damn novelist has obtained a lot of important information, but unless he finds a suitable buyer, he will never dare to show his face easily."

"Until then, we're safe - so you guys who don't know anything about this, tell me what else do you know?"

The officers who looked at each other were silent for a long time, and then finally someone slowly raised his right hand:

"I... uh... our friends in the Privy Council secretly sent people to send news. Recently, the Privy Council is preparing to introduce a new plan to implement a tax reduction plan for various security companies in the royal capital to encourage the development of this industry."

"And Clovis Cathedral is also applying to the Privy Council to establish a semi-independent guard force after experiencing the last Red Brick Street riots."

It is indeed a big trouble... The commander nodded with satisfaction and motioned the officer who spoke to sit down:

"Inform our friends and ask them to delay the adoption of this plan as much as possible without obstructing it too much; although these security companies are annoying, they may be able to help us to some extent."

"As for the Church of Order... well, let them figure it out on their own. Anyway, even if they have money, they don't have many qualified soldiers now - what else?"

"We have obtained the passenger list of the Iron Sky, as well as a detailed record of the entire incident: including the cause of death of the thirteen Guardsmen on the train, all suspected participants and all those willing to pay for Draco Vertes The signature of the person certifying it.”

The slightly frowned commander took the record from his subordinates, and vividly recorded a bizarre train murder case under a series of names: a low-level officer who was dissatisfied with the current situation of life got the whereabouts and clues of a former colleague. Later, he planned to take the opportunity to come to the door for extortion, but due to a series of accidents, it eventually turned into a murder, and thus implicated more than a dozen colleagues who had nothing to do with the incident...

Basically, it is an extremely ridiculous and full of flaws, and it can be seen at a glance that it is a lie made up to cover up the truth.

But for some reason, this lie was unanimously recognized by nearly a hundred passengers on the Iron Sky. There were even many nobles and wealthy businessmen with high status that even the Guards needed to win over as much as possible. They were willing to sign for this damn thing. The novelist testifies!

It’s so unreasonable!

A ridiculous and vulgar novel like this only deserves to appear in "Clovis Truth"!

"What do you want to say?"

The commander with an ugly expression glanced at the subordinate.

"I think we can definitely start with these people who are willing to testify for Draco Vertes." The officer said cautiously:

"First of all, almost all of these people are in the inner city of the royal capital, and they are all people with serious identities. It is not difficult to find them; secondly, if I were Draco Vertes, after obtaining such important evidence, After that, I will definitely seek help from these people.”

"So, dear Commander, I think we can secretly monitor the movements of people related to Draco Wilters on the train, and it will not be difficult to find his whereabouts."

Looking at the subordinate who became more and more excited as he spoke, the commander, who pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and finally a smile appeared on his hideous face.

Although it's uglier than crying.

"Very good, this proposal is very good! Everyone, you have to start something - starting from today, start acting according to this list. For the sake of the future of all of us, you'd better let me see some results as soon as possible! "

"yes--!!!!"

Uniform angry shouts sounded in front of the conference table, and at the same time, countless pairs of eyes were secretly glancing at the officer who had just spoken, and there was a sense of pity in the eyes staring at that face.

Just like the prisoners preparing to escape, looking at the only fool who is still serving his sentence.