I Will Be The Crowned King

As the venue for the celebration feast, the Black Reef Harbour Council is extravagantly decorated, completely whitewashed from the inside out: exquisite crystal lamps reflect the delicate stained glass and red carpet, and silver candles fill the long tables. The rare delicacies of the splendid delicacies are particularly tempting, and the Edland musicians from Changhu Town played a soothing movement in the middle of the dance floor...

Although as long as you walk out of the parliament, you can see the chaos ravaged by the war outside, the craters that have not been filled and the bloodstains that have not been wiped clean.

When Anson, who was very worried, walked into the scene, the atmosphere of the banquet happened to be full... Maybe it was really healed and the scars were forgotten. These Confederate high-level officials have completely forgotten the tragedy when they were almost taken over in Winter Torch City. Playing around between cups and cups, enjoying this victory that almost fell from the sky.

But to a certain extent, it is not incomprehensible. For this group of colonial rulers, the empire is almost a completely invincible existence in their imagination. At the beginning of the rebellion, even the most staunch allies of Beluga Harbor were the Grey Pigeon Castle Liberals—— After all, they have become refugees - even if there are Clovis people to join, they don't think they can really defeat the empire's counter-insurgency army.

To put it badly, how many of these people are still in contact with the Empire in private, and it is unknown how many times they jumped over the wall on both sides; otherwise, why did hundreds of mercenary assassins sneak into the Winter Torch on the day the Confederacy was established? The city was almost destroyed by a direct group?

Winning Beluga Harbor and Storm Division is just the cost of their bargaining with the empire; of course, the same is true for Anson, he is also taking these colonies as the cost of bargaining with the Privy Council of Clovis and the empire, everyone is very simple The mutual utilization relationship is not doped with any impurities.

But when the siege of Black Reef Harbor ended, the mentality of the group immediately changed.

The invincible empire has turned into a ferocious-looking paper tiger, as if it collapsed with a single kick, and it would turn into a ruined house... It's a bit like the mentality of the mad believers when the myth is disillusioned in front of them.

The empire is still the mighty empire, and the rabble in the colony is still the rabble; but seeing the empire's defeat in front of them with their own eyes, the rabble suddenly felt that they were able to act.

The top Confederates who were still struggling with where to flee if the imperial army used the Black Reef Harbor as its outpost and ripped apart the defense line, have now begun to discuss what kind of status should be given to them when Yangfan City is restored. Is it a question of suppressing and weakening... It seems that killing the imperial army and conquering Yangfan City has become a logical thing that will definitely happen.

Of course, the commander-in-chief, who has always been high-profile, will not think about such absurd questions, and even in his opinion, the problem is not whether the city can be won, but whether the city still exists.

With the strength of the "Ether Queen", if Louis Bernard was injured a little by me in the rebellion organized by the Faithless Knights, the probability of the entire Sail City flying on a dirt plane would be within It is possible to wander wildly between infinity.

Therefore, he has made up his mind that he will never send troops to sail the city - this kind of thing is not afraid of 10,000, just in case, the female elf spell caster who obtains strength through emotion, can do things that he can't imagine as an ordinary human male. of.

"Dear Anson, it's been a little long since you left."

Holding a glass of attractive wine, Talia walked away from the crowd behind her, and everyone smiled at him: "It's very rude to be absent for a long time as the host."

"Just to see how the troops are stationed... With the noble and elegant Patriarch Rune in charge, what do I need to worry about?" An Sen, who raised his mouth slightly, asked back:

"What's more, this is Black Reef Harbor. Wouldn't it be a little inappropriate to say that it is the 'host'?"

"can you?"

Talia tilted her head slightly: "But the guests I just met are saying that Anson is the host here."

guests?

Raising his eyebrows, Anson took the Tirpitz rum handed over by the girl and swept his gaze subconsciously to the crowd behind her.

"Yes, Miss Talia is absolutely right!"

While he was still in doubt, Pushwood, a member of the Black Reef Harbor, suddenly approached and said in a voice that everyone could hear:

"Commander-in-chief Anson Bach, you not only saved Black Reef Harbor, but also gave her a second chance to be reborn from the ashes; to the people living in such a city, you are no longer an outsider, but a family member—since It's family, and you are the host of today's banquet!"

The madly touted Pushwood showed an undisguised sneer on his face, and there was a little nervousness in his eyes; he now finally knew that the "Captain Alan Dawn" he tried to intimidate and kidnapped was actually from the Storm Division. Commander in Chief!

This caused the already uneasy members of the Heijiaogang members headed by him to fall into extreme panic, for fear that the other party would take the opportunity of the military parade to retaliate against them, killing chickens and monkeys to deter the liberals in other colonies.

People are prone to irrational behavior when they are extremely fearful. Even if the behavior itself is meaningless, it will look like a life-saving straw when there is no choice.

"Not only that, because of the outstanding contributions made by Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach to the Black Reef Port, with the unanimous agreement of all of us, the commander-in-chief was given the title of 'Honorary Speaker of the Black Reef Harbor'!"

Looking around, Pushwood raised his glass to Anson and bowed respectfully: "This is a trivial thank you from all the people of Black Reef Harbor!"

"Thanks to everyone's love, this is also my honor." An Sen smiled very cooperatively, and also raised the wine glass in his hand.

After a little thought, it's not hard to guess what these people want to do - after more than ten days of siege, this group of congressmen and officers who are full of brains and escape from battle, not to mention their outstanding reputation in Black Reef Harbor, it also completely stinks the streets, Basically, it belongs to the level where everyone will be yelled and beaten when they go out.

In order to escape the post-war reckoning in such a situation, especially to avoid being crowded out by the Speaker of Black Reef Harbor (they attended the Confederate Conference in Winter Torch City at the time), the best way is to bind with Anson, and both prosperity and loss will be lost.

To put it more bluntly, no matter whether the Speaker of Black Reef Harbor is a "pro-Clowe faction" or an "independent faction", these people are staunchly "pro-Anson Bach faction", and everything must be based on the Rune family and the Ice Dragon. The interests of the fjords take precedence.

Since there was a leading party who took the initiative to send it to the door, An Sen certainly would not refuse.

"Everyone, please raise your glasses and extend your sincerest greetings to the Honorary Speaker of Black Reef Harbor!"

Accompanied by Congressman Pushwood's chanting, the noisy banquet hall suddenly fell silent, and then a more solemn sound broke out: "Salute to the Honorary Speaker——!!!"

The tide-like blessings resounded throughout the hall, and the guests toasted and drank all at once, and even the performances of the musicians on the stage became much more exciting.

As agreed, the door of the banquet hall opened again almost at the same time as the toast was over;

"The painter David Jacques from Clovis City, with his apprentice Beckland Weizler!"

Um? !

An Sen, who raised his eyebrows, took out his pocket watch subconsciously and glanced at the dial quickly—it was 13:45, exactly ninety minutes after he left the studio, no more or less.

This guy David... He, he didn't think he was talking about painting and even the delivery time was counted, right? !

All the guests present at the banquet turned their heads one after another, looking at Zheng Zheng walking towards him, holding a pair of oil paintings covered with red silk, two people on the left and the right.

Not only did they stick to the agreed-upon - this is a subject of debate - the time, the master and apprentice even changed into new dresses; if it weren't for the messy hair and the oil on his face, Anson would not dare to Trust your eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the top Confederates, the officers of the Storm Division and all the guests, the excited David Jacques and his apprentice Beckland stopped under the crystal chandelier.

As the real host, Senator Pushwood took the initiative to step forward very knowingly and asked, "Dear David Jacques, what is this?"

"A painting!"

David, who was full of sunshine, gave the standard answer, of course, he did not think that everyone present needed to be reminded of this: ""Freedom Leads the New World" - as a tribute to the birth of the Free Confederation and the victory of the Battle of Black Reef Harbor! "

As soon as the words fell, before the others could speak, the two of them tore off the red silk covering it without hesitation, revealing the true colors of the oil painting.

The whole hall was suddenly silent.

The content of the oil painting is very simple: on a battlefield full of gunpowder smoke, a chestnut-haired girl in an imperial classic long dress holding a star-ringed flag on a blue background stands among the ruins, with several corpses and The enemy's military flag, and behind her are the soldiers who should be called by her, including colonists, fishermen, businessmen, old people, women, teenagers...

There was a knight lying beside the girl's feet, dying on the ground, her left hand stretched out to the girl, and her right hand made a fist shape in front of her, as if she was praying.

It looks like an ordinary group portrait, and the whole is very freehand.

But soon, the guests realized the mystery of the painting.

First of all, the battlefield in the painting is obviously Black Reef Harbor. The surrounding corpses and flags are all blue and white golden irises; but the background hidden in the smoke behind the battlefield is actually the city of sailing!

Not only that, but the girl behind the girl was dressed in colonial attire, obviously in the style of Torch City; the fisherman with a harpoon and pistol wore the most common scarves and thick coats in Red Hand Bay; the merchant with a Leiden rifle wore an imperial style. The three-cornered hat, alluding to the town of Changhu... And the boy who was holding the stone and was about to throw it out looked exactly the same as the leader of Grey Pigeon Castle, Polina!

As for the imperial knight who seems to be praying and begging for mercy, although his appearance is difficult to identify, the gorgeous ribbon and golden medal have already indicated that David wants to refer to the object-Bernard Morwes, the minister in charge of the empire.

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted with sighs and applause one after another; the Confederate congressmen, who were originally disapproving of David, now looked at the great artist with unanimous admiration in their eyes.

Anson even heard two councillors from Long Lake Town and Red Hand Bay, arguing in the corner where the element of the girl holding the flag was, and which colony had a deeper relationship.

As for himself... Although the girl in the painting is very mature, but the long chestnut hair, emerald eyes, and the face that is too familiar to be familiar, how it looks like...

"Like Talia."

The girl holding the red wine suddenly said, "Did that guy David draw it after Talia?"

"Oh... that's true!" An Sen suddenly realized, as if he had discovered a new continent:

"It turns out that the Statue of Liberty is dear Talia, no wonder... no wonder I always feel familiar!"

"real?"

The girl turned her head lightly and asked "curiously", "Is it really just discovered?"

"……if not?"

"Otherwise, Talia will think that this is a surprise that Anson specially prepared for others." The corner of the girl's mouth rose slightly:

"Although not, Talia is still very quick-because Anson won't lie to Talia, right?"

"Then, of course!"

An Sen said calmly and calmly, not nervous at all.

Just when he was worried that the girl would continue to ask questions, Fabian, the head of the grenadier regiment, appeared behind the two at some point, and approached Ansen's side and lowered his voice:

"The information sent from the front has just arrived at Black Reef Port."

An Sen's face moved slightly: "Where?"

"Sail City!"

……………………

"They are here."

Inside the Governor's Mansion, Louis Bernard, in a white shirt and breeches and boots, turned his back to the map of Sail City, and held a letter to Sir Sardo who had just entered the room:

"The messenger sent an ultimatum from Uncle Bernard, asking us to disarm, open the city gates and wait for interrogation, otherwise the 8,000 imperial army will trample the city wall and treat us as traitors to the empire."

"Is it finally here?"

Sado with a complicated complexion took the letter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and sighed heavily:

"I guess... you still haven't changed your mind."

"Negotiations are the best outcome for both parties, Sir Sadow; I can save thousands of innocent deaths if I do it alone... It's a good deal."

The young knight looked very calm, with an understated calm in his eyes: "The most important thing is, I already know why Uncle Bernard is so angry; so please believe me, he will definitely change his mind."

"Well, since you are so determined..." Sado showed a bit of helplessness:

"But I still insist that the city's defense cannot be relaxed during the negotiation, and all the troops are on guard just in case... Lord Bernard Morwes, he is no longer what you remember, and the battle of Black Reef Harbor has dealt him with It was a big blow."

Louis nodded slightly, acquiescing, and both sides took a step back.

"Let's go and meet our former Colonial Governor, the real Governor of Sail City!"