I Will Be The Crowned King

Sail City, the residence of the Governor.

With the bright light, Phil Crecy, who was lying on the sofa, looked at the rum in the glass, with a careful and serious expression like a viper searching for prey.

As a distilled wine produced from molasses, it was originally a specialty of the southern dwarves. It was known as "gem wine" and "crystal wine" in the ancient dark ages. Even emperors were only fortunate enough to taste it on major festivals. Fine wine.

Until a priest in the 600th century before the Saints brought the crops of "sugar cane" back to the land from the south, ending the dwarves' monopoly on "sugar", and at the same time allowing rum to spread in the old world.

And St. Isaac, who has a certain paranoia about sweets, specially developed a new type of sugar crop for a close friend of Adelaide, which is not only suitable for the northern coastal climate, but also made "Veneto black rum" famous all over the world.

Ordinary rum takes only one year to brew, and the worst Veneto takes three years; but that mellow aroma, heavy taste, jewel-like color... Anyone who has tasted it will not deny it, The wait is worth it.

Veneto is a miracle created by time.

Around a dozen people dressed like him, high-necked black trench coats accompanied by trousers and leather boots, only lined, with slightly different hats and decorations, sitting in various corners of the room with wines of different colors, or bright Or secretly monitor the "masters" of this place.

Facing the uninvited Fair Cressy, the dignitaries of Yangfan City, who tried to use the power of the Faithless Knights to rebel and seize power, did not say that they regretted the beginning, at least they... regretted the beginning.

Use the gap between the withdrawal of the imperial army to collude with each other, win over the middle forces to join their own camp, and spare no effort to provide sufficient supplies to the next day to paralyze the military's idea... until all parties relax their vigilance and rebel!

Everything went so smoothly. The coup that I thought could be completed at least after a **** battle all night ended miraculously at the very beginning-even whether it had experienced a "blood battle" was questionable.

As the "leaders", before they could figure out what happened, they were greeted by the respectful Untrust Knights and rode in the carriage, and then...

The 2,000 militiamen that the Sail City Council relied on to control the colony were either bought and controlled, or they had evaporated; as for their own private soldiers, they were all killed at the beginning of the rebellion.

In the huge governor's mansion, the Cresci family's Faithless Knights have become the only armed force.

Aspiring to rule Sail City, the rebels find themselves hostages to House Crecy.

The one second they flew to heaven, and the next second they could really soar at any time. This is their most real feeling right now.

"To be honest, I really don't understand what you have to fear."

Swaying the mellow and **** wine in the glass, a little confusion appeared on the delicate face of Fei who was talking to himself: "We are partners, allies in the same trench... As an ally, I am neither a murderer, but also There is no reason to kill you at all."

"The most important thing is that I fulfilled my promise perfectly, and let you all become the master of this governor's mansion and the actual controller of the Sail City Conference - really, apart from you, the other 115 people MPs are dead."

"Unless one of them is proficient in blood magic or gifted with the power of resurrection, they will never be able to compete with you...including their families."

"You, you, you..." The glass in his hand stopped on one panicked face after another, and the young Crecy said word by word:

"The thirty-five of you are the 'Sail City Council'... Well, it just happens to meet the minimum standards for convening a meeting, hahaha."

Phil laughed, and the disbelieving knights around him wearing long-sleeved trench coats and holding wine glasses also laughed... In the depressed hall, sparse laughter echoed.

"you!"

His wine glass suddenly stopped on a certain young congressman, and Zhang Qiangzuo's calm face floated in the scarlet wine.

"I?!"

"Yes, it's you!" The corners of Fer's mouth rose:

"Tell me, what are you...or they are afraid of?"

"Scared... scared..."

The young congressman who was covered in cold sweat was shivering, hysterical shouting in his mind - what are you pretending to be a lunatic, it's interesting to see others embarrassed, right? !

But he didn't intend to take the initiative to seek death for the short-term speed of words, so he could only swallow his breath and force a smile: "I... we are not... afraid!"

"No?" Phil's smile became playful:

"If it's not fear, what is it?"

"Yes... excited!"

"excited?"

"Yes, that's it!" The young congressman nodded frantically as if he was holding a life-saving straw:

"I, we're just too excited to believe it all happened so fast!"

"real?"

"Really! Absolutely!"

"It's absolutely true..." Phil's expression suddenly turned to look at the remaining thirty-four members:

"what about you?"

"I-I am also because of this!"

"Yes, the main thing is that I am too excited, too excited!"

"Yes, yes...it's unbelievable!"...

The shocked people all scrambled to stand up and "confessed" impatiently.

"Well, that's right."

Phil Crecy smiled contentedly, took up the glass and drank it.

Of course, he knew exactly what these people were thinking, but he really didn't care--these rebel members were just tools for the Crecy family to rule Sail City, the "legal principle" that could make him the rightful speaker of the parliament.

Just like what Ansen Bach did for the Rune family behind him in Moby Dick.

As long as you know how the so-called "Free Confederation" came into being, it's not difficult to understand what the commander-in-chief of the Clovisian garrison wants to do; From the day the "Declaration of Resistance" was born, Phil Crecy had seen through Anson's plan.

Supporting puppets, controlling public opinion, monopolizing the economy... The dazzling and dizzying, but the meticulous plans are progressively progressive, step by step, the imperial colony that originally only wanted to be independent has become a de facto vassal of Clovis.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fair Cressey really couldn't believe that a Cloviser could infiltrate an imperial colony five times, or even ten times, Beluga Harbor in just two or three months. , stretched out his tentacles to every aspect of the Free Confederation, and controlled it to the death.

He originally expected that even the most exaggerated situation of the storm division would be to control the two colonies of Changhu Town and Red Hand Bay, and to form a sphere of influence around them; he never imagined that there would be such a whimsical way of "supporting the founding of the country". , control all colonies from top to bottom, and completely expel the imperial forces!

Amazing, really amazing.

But Anson Bach, who seems to be invincible and has controlled the entire Free Confederation, has one of the most fatal weaknesses!

That is, no matter how the actual control is accomplished, he... and the Rune family behind him, Beluga Harbor, and Stormmaster are always Clovis people.

Still at war, the colonies must rely on him to fight against the mighty imperial army; no matter how demanding the demands, the only choice is to accept or be overthrown.

But what if the war is over?

What if the empire was defeated and all the colonies - especially the strongest of the empire's colonies, Yangfan City, became independent and expelled the imperial power?

Can the six colonies of the Free Confederation be united again and accept those pervasive imperial forces?

Anson Bach...can he keep his 'savior' image?

Even if he can, can the Rune family behind him, the Clovis property owners and the officers accept the result without any substantial benefits other than thanks?

impossible.

Ansen Bach, he must be very aware of this, so he certainly will not take the initiative to attack Sail City, or even take the initiative to attack Blue Dove Castle.

He will try his best to make these two places chaotic, let the empire retreat in a daze, so that he has time and sufficient preparation to assemble all the forces of the Clovis and the "Free Confederacy", and wipe out the two original empires in one fell swoop colony.

Not only was it reasonable to attack the power of the imperial colonists in the New World, but it was also justifiable to allow the Clovis people to intervene in the interests of these two colonies and loot the wealth here... and finally shift the trade center of the New World from Yangfan City to the east. , became his base camp Beluga Harbor.

This... is his "perfect plan"!

In this plan, once Yangfan City, which must be "fallen", does not suffer major losses, and even becomes his "ally" independently, the wealth that Anson Bach can promise to his allies and his subordinates will be severely shrunk. The target was the Free Confederacy, which was in need of great solidarity.

Then the imperial colonies that were originally "loyal to him" will immediately turn against the Clovis people; coupled with the disappearance of the threat of the empire, the Clovis people will lose the value of using and relying on the free confederation that has completed its independence. They are no longer needed.

Sail City, led by the Crecy family, will naturally become the natural leader of the Free Confederation, leading them to carry out "limited cooperation" with the "former comrades-in-arms" Clovis.

Anson Bach, the free Confederacy he had worked so hard to run, would eventually become a plaything for the Crecy family; and unless he wanted to watch the Confederacy and the Empire join forces again, and let all his previous efforts to weaken the Empire vanish, he could only Swallow the bitter fruit and accept the "not the worst" outcome.

After suffering countless hardships, the Crecy family, which was almost wiped out, will be reborn from the ashes...

Playing with the empty glass, the proud Phil Crecy licked the wine stain on the corner of his mouth.

"grown ups."

An unbelievable knight suddenly got up and walked quickly behind him, a hint of confusion flashed in his indifferent eyes: "There is a situation, the target is missing."

"Who?"

"Louis Bernard." The knight supported the half-top hat above his head and whispered in a low voice: "Fifteen minutes ago, the breath of the 'card' who was in charge of monitoring completely disappeared... death can be confirmed."

"Um……"

Phil Crecy, who did not look back, nodded slightly, with a thoughtful expression.

"Do you want to send someone to pursue it?" The knight said coldly:

"I'm not sure whether Solitaire has disclosed how much information to the other party. The other party is the heir of the Bernard family. If they take away the "Great Magic Book" in the church, then..."

"It doesn't matter." Phil shrugged:

"Not to mention whether he can find out, even if he is really taken away, then take it away, we are not without it anyway."

"But you promised Anson Bach of Beluga Harbor that you would give the Great Magic Book to..."

"I promised to give it to him, but what can I do if Louis Bernard robbed me?" Ferre asked, with a sly smile in his indifferent eyes:

"It is said that these two are mortal enemies that never die. Now things have fallen into the hands of Louis. Unless he does it himself, he will never expect to get the transcript of this volume of "The Great Magic Book" in his life... What a pity!"

Seeing Phil Crecy gloating over the misfortune, the knight who had been trying to persuade him finally gave up this useless effort, sighed and turned to his seat.

At this moment, he who had relaxed his vigilance suddenly noticed a strong aura that exploded like a cannonball in the sailing city under the rainy night!

It's not just him... The Faithless Knights scattered throughout the hall stood up one after another, their solemn eyes searched vigilantly outside the window, and their hands unconsciously reached for their weapons.

"Lord Phil Crecy, there is an enemy!"

"Already know!"

With a slight frown, Phil Crecy said softly, and put down the empty wine glass impatiently: "Where?"

"Central Street, and it is rapidly approaching here!"

"How fast?"

"In one more minute, we will arrive at the Governor's Mansion!"

The knight holding the brim of his hat said in a panic, and when he saw Fei looking back, he suddenly lowered his head: "Sorry, the other party did not pass through the node where we were guarding, but rushed up directly from the front - all the people guarding the front are Bought defenders and mercenaries!"

"Mercenaries? I remember that there are 1,000 militiamen guarding the front~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Counting the mercenaries, there are more than 2,000, and they are well-equipped..." Phil narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Do you mean that the other party can break through the layers of defense lines and fortifications composed of 2,000 people in one minute and kill them in the governor's mansion?"

The knight nodded nervously and quickly, then shook his head quickly:

"It's not that they can, but... they have already killed them!"

"Um?"

This time, Fer was completely stunned: "Who is it?"

"boom--!!!!"

At the same time as the voice fell, a dazzling light reflected on everyone's faces through the glass window; Phil turned his head in astonishment, and saw a golden red pillar of fire rising from the ground at some point, rushing straight into the sky.

"It's Sir Louis Bernard, who had already escaped, and a female elf in a nun's clothes!"

"Suspected, suspected fifth-order caster!"