I Will Be The Crowned King

Clovis City, Inner City, Franz Mansion.

At 5:30, the sky was still foggy and the whole mansion was still in dreamland, the day of the little maid Angelica had already started.

As an excellent personal maid, it is the minimum professional quality to be fully prepared before the cute and elegant little master wakes up, and to face the world that is perfect because of her with the most perfect posture.

Choose the right outfits, make-up and hairdos to match, arrange the entire itinerary from morning to night, confirm the identities of the attendees and the content of the conversation…

Of course, I have to take the opportunity to secretly buy a copy of my favorite "Clowe Truth".

Usually this state lasts until eight o'clock, and the distinguished guests who have made an appointment in advance will come to visit after ten o'clock; usually these guests want to visit Archbishop Luther or Master Ludwig.

Usually the daily activity of the lovely little host is not to visit the salons of the ladies, to join the fun-filled clubs, or to talk to the nobles or wealthy businessmen in the beautifully decorated restaurants, discussing topics such as finance.

usually…

With the sound of "squeak~", the expressionless little maid pushed open the door of the side hall, and the "guests" sitting scattered in all corners of the room came into her eyes.

Some of them slumped on the sofa, some sat on the carpet against the wall, some stood against the fireplace, some were terrified and restless, and some pretended to be calm, but in fact they only dared to sit in the front half of the seat side…

The disheveled clothes and bloodshot eyes are the only things these guests have in common... The whole side hall reeks of their faint sweat, plus the smell of bad coffee and sandwiches.

The little maid who frowned briefly glanced at it, and quickly closed the door, preparing to notify the assistant housekeeper in the mansion before going to the kitchen, prepare perfume for these "VIPs", and then carefully clean the room from beginning to end. again.

At 8:00 sharp, with steaming coffee and freshly baked mango mousse, Angelica, smiling, knocked on the door of the lovely little host.

He opened the curtains and served the drowsy little master to dress up, take off his pajamas, and put on the formal clothes that had been prepared for a long time.

Sitting in front of the dresser, Sophia Franz, who was holding hot coffee, looked at her gradually "perfect" self in the mirror, and lightly licked the corner of her lips stained with cake:

"They are all here?"

"It's all here." With a helpless sigh, the little maid said while busy putting on makeup for her master:

"I heard that it was your request. All the private newspapers in the inner city of Clovis, several famous writers, and... that gentleman are already waiting in the side hall and can be summoned at any time."

"Ah, very good."

With a satisfied snort, Sophia, who opened her eyes slightly, noticed Angelica's small movements: "Are you not too happy?"

"No!" The little maid shook her head again and again, but her expression still betrayed her:

"Just... Wouldn't it be nice to have a group of ordinary reporters and newspaper bosses come to the door? If Lord Luther knew..."

"So what if you know?" Sophia didn't care:

"It's also done to make sure that the Franz family is in a storm -- I mean, the investment in the Southern Legion doesn't go to waste and that their victory is truly known."

"What's more, although they look a bit shabby, they have direct control of at least 300,000 Clovis news channels, which is much stronger than some pretentious big newspapers!"

Speaking of this, Sophia couldn't help gnashing her teeth with hatred.

Even if he has already made a name for himself with "Eagle Horn City Battle", and held a number of charity sales in Clovis City, so that the storm division's record in Hantu spread, "Kingdom Loyalty News" and "Morning News" two A really influential big newspaper, still dismissive of the eldest daughter of the Franz family.

Not only did she completely ignore her request for cooperation, but she even suppressed her "reliable news" about the Storm Division and the Hantu War by suppressing those tabloids, and denigrated the authenticity of these reports.

It's so nasty!

What I have obtained are all first-hand information, all of which are handwritten records of the participants at the scene... At most, there is a little bit of polish in the later stage. How could there be a problem of authenticity? !

In order to suppress their righteous actions, they even approached the police in Whitehall Street, wanting to shut down those newspaper offices that are enthusiastic about public welfare and the welfare homes that hold charitable bazaars!

Thanks to the previous riot in Clovis City, Ludwig Franz, who finally came to the end, resigned from the post of commander-in-chief of Whitehall, and the Privy Council, who was betrayed, appointed many members of the Franz family.

It was only because they came forward to preside over justice that those innocent newspapers and orphanages escaped... Although they still scared off many of their potential collaborators.

For the current Sophia Franz, the Storm Division is her most important "benign asset"; any force that tries to prevent the rapid appreciation of this asset is the enemy she must defeat.

If it was before, she would probably have had some crooked thoughts, or simply bought the two newspapers outright.

Although it is a major national newspaper, their stocks don't seem to be very expensive, at most their own pocket money for a year.

But as the mouthpieces of some people, the "Kingdom Loyalty News" representing the Army and the "Morning News" representing the Clovis Church not only have the newspapers themselves, but also have forces and interest groups behind them. It is difficult to beat them with money.

What's more important is that after several months of operation, Sophia has gradually discovered some "wealth codes" in the media industry, or a way to defeat the other side without confrontation.

That's the real first-hand "news"...plus the efficiency of news dissemination.

As long as the first-hand news can be obtained and spread as quickly as possible, these seemingly behemoth big newspapers will soon be self-defeating.

Angrily Sophia put down the coffee cup and waved her clenched pink fist at herself in the mirror.

Angelica, who was still dressing her up, couldn't help but secretly sighed.

It seems that since the appearance of Lord Anson Bach, the elegant and bold, quiet and lovely, vengeful and selfish little master of the past is gone forever.

The most important thing is that she herself doesn't seem to realize this at all, and even enjoys it very much.

Although the hard-working Miss Sophia is also cute and her every move is full of energy, Angelica always feels that something is not right.

So where is the problem? The little maid fell into deep thought.

"Well... that's it." Looking at her finally perfect self in the mirror, Sophia stood up happily and looked sideways at Angelica:

"what time is it now?"

"Neither early nor late, nine o'clock sharp."

"Very good, then invite my distinguished guests to the study at the back of the side hall. I believe they are all in a hurry... Franz's family rules do not have the habit of neglecting distinguished guests."

After finishing speaking, the extremely confident Sophia Franz raised her head, pushed open the door and left under the helpless gaze of the little maid.

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Pushing open the door, the originally spacious study was so crowded that it was almost impossible to find a place to stay; a group of newspaper reporters and copywriters in shabby second-hand formal suits were holding shorthand books and curled up on the back chairs that were not much wider than a bucket. Reminiscent of stuffed pickles stuffed in a can.

Almost as soon as the door was pushed open, a few sharp-eyed guys stood up immediately, knocking down a few unlucky ones behind them, causing a roar of smoke and dust in the study.

"Gentlemen, you're welcome, please take a seat."

Feeling the smell of perfume and sweat mixed in the air, Sophia, who frowned slightly, kept her smile and beckoned to the little maid:

"Angelica, go and prepare some coffee for everyone. I want... a stronger flavor."

The little maid who understood it immediately curtsied and turned away as quickly as possible; the study, which had been turbulent for a while, returned to silence as Sophia sat down.

"Then, before the official start, I would like to thank everyone for your hard work and visiting the Franz Residence at this time; your professionalism and courage to spread the truth are really touching."

Sophia, who was sitting slowly, twitched her cheeks slightly, but only once:

"I believe that everyone already knew something about Hantu before coming, and inquired about some appalling rumors from their respective news channels, right?"

Looking around at everyone, Sophia deliberately paused.

Sure enough, the reporters present nodded, each other's expressions were either solemn or excited.

That's for sure, because these "messages" are what I released... Sophia said proudly in her heart.

"If that's the case, then I won't go around in circles." Sophia said calmly:

"That's right, the current situation of Hantu is the same as the rumors - the victory of Barren Stone Castle is just a bait left by the imperial people on purpose, and the Hantu Legion has been wiped out!"

Before she finished speaking, the little maid who had just entered the door trembled, and the tray full of coffee in her hand was almost thrown by herself.

"completely annihilated?!"

Amidst the shock, a small man sitting in the front row couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean..."

"That's right, I'm afraid the Imperial Expeditionary Force has won a decisive victory in Hantu." Sophia pursed her lips slightly, her expression very heavy:

"As of now, it is inevitable that Han Tu will completely surrender to the empire; even if Clovis dispatches legions to support immediately, it is absolutely too late in time."

"Wood... it's done, we can't do anything."

The reporters looked at each other, shock and disbelief written on each other's faces.

"The storm division who won a great victory in Yingjiao City and won consecutive battles in Hantu, they..."

"That's exactly what I'm going to say next." Sophia immediately turned her eyes to the reporter who spoke, holding back her heartfelt happiness under the heavy expression.

Well, it's like the joy of "punning riddles" being guessed.

"Because the Hantu people are too selfish, they have always been reluctant to let the storm division participate in this decisive battle, which led to their final fiasco."

"So when the Han Tu Legion was wiped out, the Storm Division was still on its way to the battlefield; they had only two choices left, either retreat or fight."

"With a mere 5,000 soldiers, face the 30,000 Imperial Expeditionary Force."

Sophia's words were extremely heavy, even with a faint sentimentality.

Angelica trembled again.

"Then what will happen next?" The reporter who asked the question swallowed.

"I don't know." Sophia closed her eyes:

"Even if it's the storm division I sponsored, even Anson Bach... I don't know what else he can do now to turn the tide."

"However, Colonel Anson Bach...he made it clear to me in his letter to me that in order to defend the honor of the Kingdom of Clovis, for the freedom and independence of the people of the Far Lands, for the friendship and mutual trust between the two countries, in order to make The formerly peaceful South is free from war..."

"He... and all the officers and soldiers of the Storm Division will fight to the last minute."

The library fell into a dead silence.

The little maid whose shoulders kept shrugging turned her head to the side "unbearable".

"That's the way it is." Sophia sighed in a low voice, picked up the hot coffee, and covered the corner of her "sad" mouth with a cup:

"Although the Stormtroopers are just an ordinary levy, and they are funded by myself; their sacrifices, their devotions, are realities that cannot be erased."

"I'm not going to ask you too much, I just hope that you can report the facts and let the public know about it; let everyone clearly understand how powerful the enemy we are facing is; How brave are those who protect us..."

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An hour later, the fully rewarded reporters left Franz's mansion and rushed to their respective newspaper offices as quickly as possible, preparing to speed up the release of the report that "the legion is wiped out, the empire is about to conquer the vast land".

"Miss Sophia, you know that Lord Anson Bach has defeated the Imperial Expeditionary Force... right?"

In the quiet study room, the little maid couldn't help but ask.

"Of course I know." Sophia nodded slightly:

"Not only do I know, but in five days at the latest, the editors of "Kingdom Loyalty News" and "Morning News" should already know."

"Then why do you..."

"Because sometimes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com 'bad news' is good news." Sophia's mouth curled up:

"Tomorrow morning, the entire city of Clovis will know that Han Tu is about to fall into the clutches of the empire; only in this way, when the storm division 'turns the tide' in two days, can it 'shock' everyone and become a big news in the whole country. ."

"First up and then up?"

Angelica "suddenly realized".

"Exactly." Sophia nodded:

"Of course, it's not enough to defeat the two big newspapers by this means. We must use more direct means, with impactful reports, to make them willingly bow their heads and admit defeat."

"That's why...the need for Mr. 'that'?" Angelica tilted her head.

"Exactly." Sophia smiled lightly:

"Go to the next room and invite Mr. Carin Jacques in."

"Let's just say...I have a very important job for him."