I will be crowned king

With short black hair, a pair of bright brown eyes on a thin cheek, and a slightly pale complexion, paired with a half-top hat, a black coat and a low-lining pure white scarf, he looks quite a bit like a musician. temperament.

Well, if you didn't know a guy named Anson Bach, you would probably come to the same or similar conclusion.

At the moment Lisa exclaimed, the officers of the Storm Legion who were surrounding Anson also froze in place one by one, staring dumbly at the figure that was exactly the same as the Commander-in-Chief, and temporarily fell into a loss of thought. The state of ability.

Of course, it cannot be said that they are exactly the same. There are still some differences between the two in appearance, temperament and figure; the other is obviously much older than Anson, slightly taller, and somewhat lacking in exercise... It is actually not difficult to distinguish if you observe carefully, and you can more or less guess the identity of the other person.

It's just that everyone has never heard the Commander-in-Chief mention that he has an older brother. In addition, Lisa, as the "sister", has long been taken for granted by everyone in the Storm Legion, so they subconsciously formed the idea that the "Bach Family" only has these two in front of them. Bit, this kind of illusion is impossible if you think about it seriously.

While everyone was still in a daze, Fabian silently pushed back two steps, and tugged on Karl's cuffs, dragging the chief of staff to a position at the back of the crowd.

As a former Guards officer and a secret agent of the Royal family, Fabian has carefully investigated Anson Bach from beginning to end. Of course, it is impossible not to know about the existence of the Bach family; and precisely because he knows more than anyone else, It became clearer what Beigang was planning to do with this "little surprise".

It was impossible for him to interfere with his boss's decision, but at least he could stay out of it and help the good old chief of staff to avoid stepping into the muddy water that Beigang had carefully prepared.

Looking at the breathtaking Brigadier General Tarot Cecil and the astonished William Cecil, who were either watching the excitement or being bribed to greet the crowd with ulterior motives, the deputy commander of the legion narrowed his eyes slightly. , smelling a hint of crisis in the humid air of Beigang.

No matter what the other party’s intentions are, the best option is to stay out of the situation as much as possible and try not to get involved at this time...

"Ah~ I caught you!"

The sudden shouting made Fabian tremble all over, and he almost instinctively wanted to run away immediately, but the owner of the voice tightly hugged his right arm: "Don't even think about running, I came fully prepared." See you!"

The stiff-faced deputy commander suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth. He made sure that everyone around him was focused on the front, and then turned to look at the girl who seemed to have caught prey: "Miss Fula, why are you here?" ?!”

In order to avoid being noticed by the people around him, he desperately lowered his voice and tried his best to block the girl from behind; but the latter obviously had some misunderstanding and stared at the "prey" he had been waiting for for a long time with a drunken expression:

"How could I... Huh! It wasn't because some people ran away without saying a word, but it took two whole years; two years! Fabian, you bastard, do you know how I survived these two years? !”

How do I know that you, the daughter of the Cecil family, are... Fabian is in a mess, and his mind is full of how to get out. Now he can only force out a smile: "What do you want?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The blushing girl raised her chin and looked up at the deputy commander's eyes intently:

"I'll give you two choices: first, leave me obediently now; second..."

"Needless to say, I'll choose the first one!" Fabian said without hesitation: "The premise is that you promise to keep a low profile. Unless I agree, you can't make any noise, let alone be noticed by others."

"Deal!" The girl nodded vigorously.

"Um?"

Karl, who was vaguely aware of something moving, was startled for a moment, turned his head and looked behind him, and then found that Fabian, who had just pulled him, had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

What's even more shocking is that except for himself, no one around him seemed to react at all, or even noticed anything strange. Everyone's attention was still focused on the center of the welcoming scene, and they didn't notice this little "abnormality".

"Dear Anson, our youngest brother in the Bach family, it's been such a long time since we last seen each other."

Surrounded by everyone, the man came forward with excitement. Without any explanation, he held Anson's shoulders. After a while, he nodded seriously: "I have grown taller, and I have become more mature; order. God bless you, if a father could know that his little son could achieve this, I don’t know how proud he would be!"

"No, it's not that exaggerated." Facing relatives who have similar looks to "himself", all Anson can do is keep smiling: "My... beloved brother."

"Call me Christian!" The other party immediately made a serious face:

"When I saw you off last time...ah, I remember it was still the ninety-fourth year of the Saints Calendar. Didn't we already make an agreement? From now on, we will call each other by our first names."

"Even so, you are still my only brother, and this will never change." Anson suddenly became serious, and his sincere eyes flashed with innocence: "And I will always respect you and the Bach blood. We are proud to be descendants.”

"Hahaha... I should say this. You are already the greatest pride of our family!" Christian laughed heartily:

"The Bach family actually produced a general, took away many colonies from the empire, and established a new country! Not to mention my father, I am afraid that no family head in the past generations has ever achieved this level of achievement. Your efforts alone, It exceeds the contribution of more than ten generations of our family!”

"No, no, no... It's not that exaggerated. The independence of the Free Confederacy is the common dedication of the colonial people. My personal success is only a reflection of the loyalty of thousands of comrades in the Storm Legion to serve the country..."

Anson quickly waved his hand and declined the compliment... Are you kidding me? The founding of the Free Confederacy and the Storm Legion have merit or demerits. Clovis City has not yet determined its own identity. They are showing off now because they are afraid that the "crime" is not enough evidence. Such a mountain!

But in the eyes of the people around me, this level of "decline" seems to be almost the same as showing off...

"Sure enough, you are still as humble as ever, never willing to accept compliments from others." Christian was quite emotional and turned to look at Tarot Cecil standing aside:

"Anson has been like this since he was a child. No matter how good he does something, he doesn't want to accept praise. He would rather pass the credit to others than take it for himself!"

"And this is exactly the quality that a good leader should have." The commodore who understood it immediately agreed, smiled and nodded slightly: "Never take credit for arrogance, know how to be considerate of others, respect subordinates, treat soldiers well, and treat partners with integrity... The noble character of the Bach family and the strict personal requirements of Brigadier General Anson jointly created an outstanding commander for Clovis!"

"Yes, that's what happened!"

“Family inheritance and personal persistence and hard work are both indispensable!”

"You're right, this is exactly the characteristic of Clovis - it has the tradition of the empire, but also respects individual progress. It is a system that combines the advantages of two different systems. It is a truly perfect system!"

...The people around them also followed suit, and even came to the conclusion that "Clovis people are better than others" and "Clovis people have the most perfect system, neither conservative nor radical". God knows who they are. How to sum it up.

After all, if you don't count the Free Confederation, Clovis is the "youngest" country in the entire Order World - despite the fact that Hantu has just been unified for a few years, the family belongs to the ancestral family, and the Francois family only has a clear history. The recorded part is more than twice that of the Clovis royal family Osteria.

Of course, if you include "Ancient Clovis"...that is, the small country that was destroyed by the Osteria family hundreds of years ago, or the ethnic group called "Clovis" who lived in this land Years, indeed there are thousands of years; but the mainstream of the current order of the world is still to divide boundaries by family, and the country is the private property of one family. The so-called "Clovis" and other divisions are heresies that just appeared a few years ago. , is also classified as non-mainstream.

But obviously when a group of people want to compliment others or boast, it doesn't matter whether they are mainstream or not; anyway, what they want is to prove that Clovis is excellent. Not only is he an excellent person, but the system is also perfect, and he is the civilization and leader of the entire ordered world. The light of progress.

And Anson also vaguely sensed Beigang's attitude from the "praise" of the people around him, that is, a sense of security - not trying to take advantage of himself and crazily trying to please him, but trying to please himself to gain some kind of security. feel.

This feeling was as if something had happened to a declining ancient family. I remembered that a certain family member wandering outside might be able to save them from the fire and water, so I quickly found him and praised him for his strength. Emphasize that this is all the credit of the family.

Well, if that's the case, it's not difficult to understand why Beigang would specially invite the patriarch of the Bach family here; but the question turns back to Clovis - what happened to make them so anxious? Can't wait to win over myself, Schrödinger's loyal minister?

Currying favor with the Free Confederacy can still be seen as a stakeholder, but it is somewhat puzzling to be eager to win over oneself.

"This one must be Lisa, am I right?"

Just when Anson was still speculating on the other party's intentions, Christian suddenly squatted down and approached the girl hiding behind Anson: "I have heard a lot of stories about you, little Lisa, you are really a Brave girl, everyone in the Bach family admires your courage!"

It seemed that because of her appearance, the girl pursed her lips tightly and did not dare to speak, but nodded angrily.

When Anson came back to his senses, he felt something different from Christian's words... He did not confirm or deny Lisa's identity as his "sister", as if he was as enthusiastic as a child of a distant relative. Say hello.

As the head of the Bach family, he must know whether the family has such a "little sister", so he can only explain it as deliberately adopting this attitude - after all, he has never met Lisa before, so he is not sure about his attitude. Of course, I will choose a more conservative posture, but will not be suspected by the people around me.

If he had still suspected that his "elder brother" was just a "little surprise" prepared by the Cecil family, now Anson can basically be sure that the other party is definitely prepared, and may even have learned about him through multiple channels. , and even information about the entire Storm Legion.

You must know that in order to hide Lisa's existence from the outside world, Lisa's name is almost never mentioned in the Legion's battle reports, and she never appears in the Legion's military merit book - her achievements are all converted into weapons and ammunition, beautiful clothes, and cakes There are also various styles of cans.

Being able to say that he admires Lisa's "courage" is equivalent to the other party hinting to him that he knows a lot of information about himself - especially in the past two years.

"We are reunited after so many years. As a brother, I should have spent more time with you, but now I have too many things to talk to Anson." He looked at the scared girl, his eyes full of doting. : "So can you lend your brother Anson to Christian for one afternoon? Really, I promise it's just for one afternoon and I'll return it to you in the evening, okay, sister Lisa?"

"Lisa, Lisa...Lisa..."

The girl stammered a few words, then quickly looked up at Anson. After receiving the latter's affirmative reply, she nodded immediately: "Okay, Lisa promises you!"

"Thank you so much, Lisa is such a generous and good girl." Christian smiled, and then looked at Tarot Cecil beside him: "I'm sorry, I may have to borrow your guest. It’s been a while, please forgive me.”

"Understood, completely understood." The Commodore also had a understanding expression, nodding his head and looking at Anson: "Commodore Anson, let's see you at the banquet tonight."

"Okay." Anson just nodded slightly: "I'm looking forward to it too."

After that, he handed Lisa over to the little clerk behind him, said goodbye to Baekeland and Brigadier General Taro Cecil, and left with Christian.

As for a certain chief of staff and the officers of the Storm Legion... there is no need at all. This is not the first time.

The two brothers, who were close to each other, walked through the long aisle under the eager gaze of the crowd, boarded the carriage that came to pick them up, and headed to the residence specially prepared for them to stay in Beigang.

Anson, who was sitting in the carriage, was about to say a few more polite words to avoid the other party discovering his problems, when he saw Christian, whose expression suddenly changed, closed the thick black curtains, leaned next to him, and tried his best to He lowered his voice and said:

"Be careful, you are very dangerous now!"