I Will Be The Crowned King

The room fell silent immediately.

Ian froze in place as if he had been petrified, his expression completely frozen; Drake and Carnot on the side were all tense, their eyes turned back and forth between each other and Ian, and anyone could see their tension .

Anson leaned against the back of the chair and quietly waited for the other party's answer, as if he didn't see everything in front of him.

After a full minute, Ian seemed to finally come to his senses: "The Crecy family?"

"What is the Crecy family?"

"Oh?" Anson blinked curiously:

"You don't know the Chrissy family?"

"I……"

Just as Ian was about to explain, Anson immediately stole it and said, "That's really weird, this is one of the most famous families in Adelland, and it also participated in the Beigang riot in the 95th year of the Saint calendar - and was finally taught by the church. It was found out that it was involved with the Old God Sect, and the centuries-old family was annihilated in the fire."

"I thought such a 'famous' family and deeds should be well known among the imperial people!"

Anson deliberately exaggerated.

"Of course we know what's going on with the Chrissy family!"

Karno, who was on the side, noticed that the flustered Ian was caught by Anson, and immediately took over the topic: "But what we don't know is that you specifically mentioned the 'Cressy family'...is it related to the "Great Magic Book" , or has something to do with us?"

"It all has something to do with it!" An Sen spread his hands and said, his eyes quickly swept across the faces of the three.

"Oh?" Karno glanced at Derek and Ian next to him, and looked back at Anson:

"Can...can you explain it in detail?"

"Of course!" Anson stepped forward and looked at Ian:

"In the entire Ice Dragon Fjord colony, the ratio of the total population of immigrants to indigenous people is almost one to two, do you know?"

"I don't know." Ian frowned, as if he hadn't recovered.

"Do you understand what happened to the Crecy family in the end?" Anson turned back suddenly and looked at Derek beside him.

The Wild Hunt knight swallowed his throat, looked at the two people next to him with a look of help, and said hesitantly:

"do not know."

"The Knights of Judgment and the Bernard family joined forces to kill, and the last heir was killed by Kroger Bernard, the former heir of the Grand Duchy of Adelaide." Carno, who was on the side, considered it and added.

"That...it's just an illusion made by the Bernard family!"

Without warning, Anson slammed the table with a loud "Clap!", and the three of them leaned back at the same time:

"The truth is that Kroger Bernard and the Crecy family made a deal to let them hand over all the documents and materials about the three major magics, at the cost of letting them live!"

"The best proof is that Kroger Bernard himself is a real old **** and a spellcaster - I was there when the siege of Thunder Castle, Sir Kroger... was killed by me! "

The three of them widened their eyes.

"So think about it, if the Bernard family really let go of the Crecy family, where would they go?" Anson asked rhetorically:

"It is impossible for the empire to stay any longer... No, not to mention the empire, the entire world of order is full of the eyes of the church. Where they can go, there is only one way to the new world."

"In order to avoid the eyes and ears, the Crecy family will naturally not go to the area controlled by the empire; it is best to go to a new colony of another country, which can provide a certain degree of security, and at the same time, it must be convenient to continue to escape at any time, then It's just..."

"Beluga Harbor?!"

The three spoke in unison.

"Exactly!" Anson knocked on the table again, showing a knowing smile:

"So I think the Crecy family is currently in Beluga Harbor, and it is very likely that they have completely infiltrated the city; hiding themselves in the shadows and quietly controlling everything!"

"This is the evidence!" Anson took out a heraldic flag resembling a scarf from his arms and spread it out on the table.

"This is……"

Derek was shocked with excitement and almost blurted out.

"This is what I got from an aboriginal who wanted to attack me, that is, a beast slave; in order to hide his identity, he even smashed his head in the cell." Anson described with a little smugness, Glancing at Derek lightly:

"Poor guy, he doesn't know that I don't need him to speak at all. The coat of arms of the Ring of Order connected by a long sword has already explained everything."

The Wild Hunt knight pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, his hands pressed on the armrest of the chair unconsciously, his face almost completely blackened.

What beast slave... He recognized it at first sight, it was obviously Luo Bo's scarf!

The kid who was shot in the head by Anson Bach because of his own mistake!

The twisted blue veins burst out on Derek's forehead. He felt a force in his body about to move, howling to let himself tear the shameless **** in front of him to pieces.

Desperately trying to contain the expanding murderous intent, Derek glanced at his companion beside him; but Ian was still surprised and dazed, while Karno was more succinct, completely indifferent.

The Wild Hunt Knight immediately felt a chill in his heart.

"With all due respect, the combination of the sword and the ring of order is very common in the empire, and many ancient families do it." Carno asked, expressionless, with no turbulence in his tone:

"How can you be so sure that it belongs to that Crecy family?"

"Because I happened to see it." Anson replied softly:

"It is indeed very common to use the combination of the sword and the ring of order, and there are even cases where the coats of arms of different families are repeated; but in a total of 105 similar coats of arms, the combination of a lake blue background and a golden long sword, Only the Crecy family."

"You still have research on the family crest of the world of order?" Carno's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

An Sen nodded slightly, showing a very humble smile:

"It's just a little hobby that's not worth mentioning."

Of course, this is actually a little hobby of the little secretary. In order to find the coat of arms of the Crecy family, I rummaged through the "Overview of the Coat of Arms in the Eighty-ninth Year of the Saint Calendar" and other historical materials for one night... I just said what he said. Just repeat the content.

But this didn't prevent Anson from using it to bluff the three people on the opposite side, making them mistakenly think that he knew everything about the Crecy family.

This has proven to be quite successful so far.

"So you think that the Crecy family is currently in Beluga Harbor?" Ian, who finally recovered, asked.

"It's not what I think, but they must be in Beluga Harbor."

An Sen said in a serious manner: "And besides evading the pursuit of the Empire and the Church, they must have other plans."

Ian sucked in a breath of cold air, his expression became extraordinarily nervous, and he vividly expressed the fear from his heart and the shock when he heard it for the first time.

Derek and Carnot frowned at the same time. The latter vaguely guessed what Anson wanted to do, while the former was anxious about why the other two didn't let them do it themselves.

"Then what are they... planning?"

Ian asked knowingly.

"Vengeance, but not just revenge."

Anson held down the heraldic flag on the table and said decisively: "If I expected it right, they intend to use the heresy beliefs in the New World to establish a force belonging to the Crecy family among the natives and immigrants, and ultimately create a The heretical kingdom ruled by the family of the Old Gods is secretly controlled and ruled... This is too evil!"

Derek's mouth twitched fiercely.

He really wanted to ask the other party out loud, "Which is more evil, an old **** commander or an old **** family", but he finally held back.

"Through the observation of this period of time, I can basically conclude that the natives... No! Not only among the natives and ordinary immigrants, but even among the Beluga Harbor Council, I am afraid there are already supporters and followers of the Crecy family. Waiting for an opportunity to subvert the rule of the Clovis Kingdom over the colonies!"

Anson continued: "Although I am also a spellcaster, I am a soldier loyal to the royal family of Osteria; as a loyal member of the royal family, it is absolutely impossible for them to subvert the territory belonging to my... motherland!"

It's too risky, the performance is too dedicated, and I almost say my true words... An Sen, who was secretly relieved in the bottom of his heart, looked at the three in front of him righteously.

"Collect all the clues about the Crecy family in Moby-Dick Harbor, completely eradicate their forces, capture or kill their leaders - do this for me, and I can let you move freely in the colony and enter and leave any place. s right."

"In this way, we can not only solve your actual needs at the moment, but also obtain information about the "Great Magic Book" by catching the key people. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

An Sen leaned forward slightly, his eyes swept between the three of them one by one: "You can guess without me saying that, like this old **** sect that the church is trying to kill, there must be some ulterior motives in their hands. , there may be a clue to a certain volume of the "Great Magic Book" - what do you think?"

we think?

Derek, who was stared at by Anson, was restless, and now he wanted to know how this guy would feel if he found out that the three people sitting in front of him were the so-called "high-level Cressy family".

On the opposite side, Karno took a deep look at the Wild Hunt Knight and sighed indistinctly.

"I personally think that your proposal..." Ian thought calmly for a minute, then looked at Anson with seriousness:

"It's just great!"

Derek's mouth twitched again.

"I also think it's a good idea."

Karno nodded silently, but his slightly vigilant gaze stayed on the Wild Hunt knight opposite.

Under the "silent" urging of his companions, Derek could only reluctantly agree:

"...I have no problem."

"Very good, since everyone has no problem, then this matter is settled!" An Sen chuckled:

"To celebrate the settlement agreement, let's have a drink together!"

Coincidentally, at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door behind them; the four of them turned around at the same time, waiting for the moment when the bartender with a wine glass knocked on the door.

But it wasn't the trembling figure of the bartender who opened the door the next second, but...

The sound of a shotgun.

"boom--!!!!"

The spouting gunfire instantly tore the wooden door to pieces.

Almost at the same time, Anson, who had his back to the door, snapped his fingers to activate the [Mist of the Undead]. One by one, the golden-red lead bullets penetrated the body that turned into smoke, and hit Ian Clemens, who was facing him behind him.

Derek and Carneau were at the same time, one kicked over the round table to block Ian and himself, while the other juggled a spear from under the windbreaker, and slammed it to the ground.

"Pfft!"

The lead bullets that ripped through the air shattered the round table, and were slashed one by one by the double knives of the Wild Hunt Knight in the dazzling fire; figure in front of the door.

The gathering smoke gradually gathered into his body, An Sen pulled out the Inquisitor's revolver from his arms, and stood vigilantly in the corner of the wall close to the kitchen door.

Last night, I had already used the only magic spell [Smoke Man] that I used to deal with emergencies. If I was a little slower just now, I would have to count on my bloodline power to still work.

The gunshots dissipated, and the attacker had been pinned to the spot by the long spear pierced from his feet; the dark gun body pierced the heart, and **** minced flesh remained on the spear point that penetrated from the back of the neck. forever stuck on his face.

"Crack!"

The sound of the hammer being pulled sounded, and Anson, with a cold expression, pointed his gun at Ian's head.

"It has nothing to do with us!"

Ian, who was stunned, immediately raised his hands and stopped the wild hunter knight who was about to pounce: "This guy is not a member of the Faithless Knights, I don't know him!"

"It's okay, what's going on?!"

The expressionless An Sen said coldly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ still didn't put down the Judge Revolver in his hand: "You arranged the negotiation place, and you also set the time... You said it doesn't matter, how do I know if it matters?! "

"It's very simple, I dare not! You still have our hostages in your hands. The soldiers of the garrison are stationed in Beluga Harbor - unless I am crazy, I will send a shotgunner to ambush a conjurer in such a place!"

Ian's expression was as innocent as it was innocent. He forced himself to calm down and said, "Who else knows about the negotiation with us at the Redbeard Tavern?"

"no!"

Anson roared pretending to be angry.

"Very good, then someone in the tavern must have leaked the news." Ian stood up from the ground, and at the same time picked up his half-top hat and put it on his head:

"Since the other party is going to ambush us, no matter who he is, he will definitely not only send one shotgunner, there must be more!"

"So I suggest that everyone retreat immediately, let us cover you and leave together, and discuss the rest when you are in a safe place!"

"Yes!" Anson said without hesitation:

"But the retreat must be at the church in the parliamentary district!"

"no problem!"

Ian agreed decisively, showing that he cherished life very much.

But at this moment, Anson suddenly heard a loud noise from the wall on the side of the kitchen, it sounded like...

The sound of the six-pounder field gun.

"Boom!!!!"