I will be crowned king

What does this have to do with not being ready?

Ludwig still doesn't understand his father's thinking. From his perspective, isn't the most important thing now not to stabilize the situation and prevent a fuse from directly detonating the entire explosive barrel in Clovis City?

Since the truce with the empire has not yet ended, but the state of war in the entire kingdom has not ended, tens of thousands of standing troops have withdrawn from the front lines to the central provinces, with dense branches around Clovis; soldiers who are dissatisfied with the kingdom and the poor people trapped in the status quo, resulting in all conflicts becoming more intense than ever before. No one can say whether a rebellion or riot will break out in the next second.

Having experienced the previous riots outside Clovis City, the upper-class wealthy families in the royal capital actually have a tacit understanding and consensus in this regard, that is, similar things must never happen again; and it is for this reason that the Privy Council will The War Department has given in again and again until it reaches its current position.

The War Office's ambition is nothing more than to dissolve the Privy Council and take control of the kingdom themselves. So is it possible for them to succeed?

Ludwig didn't know what others were thinking, but in his eyes this kind of thing was basically impossible.

The reason is very simple, that is, today's Clovis and the opposite empire, Hantu and even all its neighbors are already a completely different country; what she relies on is not the personal authority of the king, not the tacit compromise between the great nobles, or even a certain It is not an army to any extent, but represented by the Privy Council, with a layer-by-layer structure of large and small committees, agencies, departments, and even hundreds of offices.

To put it bluntly, anyone can become the ruler of Clovis - literally, of course - but unless he smashes the entire kingdom to pieces and starts from scratch, as long as he wants to make the country run, To obey his baton, then he needs to rely on this set of institutions.

If the War Department just wants to promote a dictator, or really wants to let Carlos II "pro-government", that's fine; but if they intend to let the War Department "seize power" and become the core of the country's power to establish a "junta" ”, that’s pure whimsy.

Regardless of the clear hierarchy in the military, it seems to be more "professional" than the aristocratic lords in the Privy Council. However, the more professional people do things they are not good at, the worse they tend to be; let alone seizing power, can they unite themselves? His Majesty Carlos II, whom he is loyal to, is a huge problem.

Why did Carlos II condone the War Ministry's nonsense? Was it not because the Privy Council took his Majesty less and less seriously? In addition, the Guards have been transformed into police, completely depriving the king of his last relatives. It is normal to have thoughts of counterattack - but this does not mean that he will be willing to let a soldier serve as the Lord Privy Seal!

So the answer is obvious. The Army Department's conspiracy is unlikely to succeed, but they do have the ability to cause trouble, and they seem to be very enthusiastic about it now. So why do we continue to stimulate them?

But Ludwig also knew very well that he had no ability to stop his father, just like he was also unable to stop Sophia from acting nonsense; so he just sighed, turned around and left the study.

The archbishop, who pretended not to care, waited until his son left the room and walked away, then turned his eyes to the door on the other side: "What do you need me to do? I don't need to explain it anymore, right?"

"clear."

Accompanied by calm words, the frosty-faced Colonel Roman pushed open the door and said, "But this time, I may not be able to give you any guarantee."

"There is no need for that." Archbishop Luther shook his head: "I have decided to let him watch this time and don't include him in the original plan."

Hearing these words, Roman's pupils, which were still calm at first, shrank slightly:

"You...have really made up your mind?"

"It should be said that I have given up completely. Maybe this is the right thing to do." The Archbishop's expression gradually became calmer:

"Many things cannot be forced. This is also for the sake of the Franz family, so that they will not be completely swallowed up in the storm... It can be regarded as a little selfish on my part."

"But if you do this, you will feel a little sorry for Anson Bach."

"I am completely opposite to your opinion." Roman said coldly: "If he knew the truth, he would probably be ecstatic."

"Maybe, but we can't tell him the truth until the last moment."

Whispering meaningfully, Archbishop Luther picked up the cold coffee: "He still has a test to go, a test to test whether he has that consciousness."

"In the past, he was a very qualified subordinate, an excellent collaborator, and a staunch ally who would at least not betray you easily; but now these are not enough, he must let us see whether he is in his heart That fire was lit, did it..."

"Already have the consciousness to control the storm!"

………………………………

Probably because he finally got home, Anson didn't get up until very late the next day. When he got up from the bed, he realized that he didn't even take off his clothes last night and fell asleep directly on the bed.

After taking care of his image a little, he opened the door and walked down the stairs to the lobby of the "Truth Seeking Club", ready to grab some coffee and hard bread for breakfast.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning, and the judges who had clocked in for work were sitting in twos and threes at the bar and window seats, either exchanging work information or taking a break.

With a standard "office worker" like Cole as the captain, the work style of the Clovis Tribunal is naturally in line with him - unless there is a task, most of the time is relatively leisurely, and there will be no "normalized overtime." "The situation arose; so many inquisitors who were supposed to be on duty in the cathedral also sneaked back to the club to drink coffee.

Ignoring the looks from the surrounding judges, Anson walked to the bar and made himself a pot of coffee as if no one else was around. He also took a few pieces of hard bread from the basket, found an empty seat alone, and quietly Enjoy this beautiful morning.

"Why, it's very leisurely."

The expressionless Sierra Vigil came from behind and sat opposite Anson with a dark red mug in his hand: "If I didn't know better, I would have thought you were really someone who came to the club for vacation."

"Then what do you think I should be in?" Anson smiled:

"Panic, at a loss what to do, or should you pray to the Circle of Order that you will not be wronged by the War Department?"

"Unjustly accused?"

The female judge's expression was very subtle.

"I mean, misunderstanding." Anson quickly changed his words: "Everyone has different concepts about loyalty, just like some people are extremely obsessed with coffee, and some people just regard it as a refreshing drink."

"Oh, that sounds interesting."

Serra Vigil's smile grew wider: "Then, may I ask the distinguished Brigadier General Anson Bach, which one does he belong to?"

"Both and none." Anson picked up the coffee on the table: "To me, in addition to being a so-called 'life necessity' and niche enjoyment, this drink should have a certain degree of...well, Social features.”

"... Brigadier General Anson Bach, you may have to explain in more detail."

"You can think of it as a pastime, it's not too high-end, but it's definitely not cheap; it's not like the beer and grilled sausages that Clovis people prefer, and to enjoy it - for now of course, you need to go Go into a coffee shop and enjoy it with those who can also afford coffee." Anson explained easily:

"Those who drink coffee with you, you will know that you have a common language and can communicate equally regardless of your personal wealth; eventually, you will become some kind of 'group', and this group Maybe we can use this common language to become a more proactive organization.”

"As for the beginning of all this..." Anson shook the cup in his hand:

"It's just coffee."

After listening to this theory quietly, the female judge with an appreciative smile also gave her own answer:

"sophistry."

Anson Bach: "..."

"If it's true as you said, then the things in this world that have so-called 'social functions' are not just coffee." Sera Vigil said coldly:

"Newspapers, work, cigarettes, beer...the restaurants you like, the sports you love, the company you spend traveling with, aren't they all the same?"

"Completely correct."

Anson not only did not refute, but also affirmed the female inquisitor's doubts: "It is this 'social attribute' that constantly unites and divides people, giving us the basis for creating an organization and the boundaries to distinguish each other. "

"Consensus... is this foundation; most of the time people don't care about it and regard it as an existence as common as water, soil and air; but without air, soil and water, people cannot survive. "Without consensus, no matter how strong a group is, it will become a piece of disorganized sand."

"So the key is to find this consensus."

Looking at Anson's extremely indifferent expression, the female judge finally understood what the other person was talking about, and her eyes widened slightly.

His enemy is the Army Department, so what is the consensus of the Army Department...or the Army?

It is not the so-called "common interest" that any spontaneously or passively formed organization will actively pursue, but as someone said, the key to the birth of this group, those things that are as common to them as soil, air and water, but they are existence that must be relied upon.

Why was the Army Department born, what was its belief, and why was it able to be so united and build an organization with clear hierarchies and strong discipline?

And now, this man named Anson Bach wants to destroy it...

"You can't succeed." The expressionless Sera Vigil's tone was full of certainty:

"No, it should be said that you will definitely lose, and you will lose miserably."

"Really? What a coincidence, I don't think I can succeed either."

Anson still had that bland, nonchalant expression: "But there's a saying... you don't have to actually kill your enemy, you just need to let him know that you can and want to kill him, that's enough - —I’m convinced of that.”

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for people who believe in such fallacies to die a good death."

It seemed that it was precisely because of someone's casual attitude that the female judge's tone began to become cold, no longer as casual and gentle as it was at the beginning: "If my friend is this kind of person, I will quickly break up with him."

"Then I can only wish you many, many friends." Anson took a sip of coffee and watched Sera Vigil turn and leave.

Almost at the same time, he could clearly feel that the eyes around him were obviously more hostile.

This was completely unexpected by Anson.

No matter what the cause is, Cole Dorian's attitude has fully demonstrated that the Inquisition does not want to wade into this muddy water; if it just wants to protect itself, then there will most likely be no problem; but if it still wants to retaliate or even counterattack, it will be a waste of time. The idea is definitely 100% not to give myself any good looks.

But this is actually a good thing for Anson - in his current situation, although he was indeed saved by the trial, he will also be misunderstood by others as suspected of "assisting the church to intervene in secular politics"; once he becomes in the eyes of everyone As the "leading party", Anson still wants to win over allies in the future, but it will be too difficult to find others to support him.

The Inquisition is indeed a trustworthy ally, but they with a church background cannot interfere in secular politics; if they really want to thwart the evil plan of the War Department, Anson still needs "one of his own" within the Army, plus Bogner An "unreliable" partner like the Viscount.

So I'm sorry, Anson has to offend a little bit these friends who have had literal friendships with each other.

After drinking coffee and eating hard bread that was as big as a brick, he was about to stand up when his shoulders were suddenly held down - the expressionless female judge suddenly returned to his side.

"I remember you just said that any hobbies and interests may have so-called 'social attributes'...right?"

"Uh...that's right."

"And if I remember correctly, you seem to be very interested in reading newspapers?"

"...It can only be said to be average."

"It just so happens that I just got a newspaper, and I found it very interesting." Sera Vigil raised the corner of her mouth again:

"Out of common interests and hobbies, I personally think we should share it with you."

Looking at her meaningful eyes, his heart thumped! Anson could only force out a smile: "Then...of course it couldn't be better."

Then, she placed a brand-new newspaper on the dining table, and a few eye-catching characters caught their eyes:

"Shocked, the Army Ministry framed the kingdom and the heroes made a fortune, while the expeditionary force suffered infamy and no one cared about it! 》

"...Dear readers and enthusiastic citizens of the Kingdom, today our newspaper suddenly received a piece of heavy news. The cause of the matter is how an army that has fought bloody battles for the Kingdom in overseas enclaves for several years has become a member of the army. Due to the inaction of the Ministry, we were saddled with the shocking injustice of losing territory, harming the interests of the kingdom, and even treason..."