I Will Be The Crowned King

For Anson, the Church of Order and the church in the memory of "former Anson" was probably the most difficult place for him to understand at the beginning.

"...In 2543 B.C.E., in order to cope with the large scale of the war, the Church of Order officially incorporated the archbishop and several bishops' private banks into the church, and granted them the right to lend and mint coins, engraved with the "Original Canon" And the gold coins of the Ring of Order, the silver coins of the saints, and the copper plates of the archbishop are issued for the first time on a large scale..."

"…The continuation of the war has allowed the church to develop an extremely complete financial system, and even spread to hostile forces, providing services such as savings, loans, and tax collection..."

"...In the forty-seventh year of the saint's calendar, the newly appointed archbishop was the Church of the Unification Order, convened the 'Second Order Council', and accepted all the conditions put forward by the twenty-second year of the saint's calendar... The Church of Order remained neutral and no longer Interfering in the internal affairs of the nations, and opening banks and ecclesiastical colleges in capitals and important cities of various kingdoms..."

In the 100th year of the saint's calendar today, the Church of Order, as the spiritual leader of the world of Order, has long existed beyond the spiritual level.

For example, the allowance accounts of middle and low-level officers like Anson are almost all linked to the name of the Church of Order.

For example, when it comes to large-scale trade, huge loans, and property management and guarantees, most wealthy businessmen and princes and nobles are more willing to trust the credibility of the church than the private banks of competitors or hostile forces.

And the words of Luther Franz, the father of the commander-in-chief of the conscription army, Luther Franz, the archbishop of the Kingdom of Clovis, are far more important than the minister of finance in the Privy Council or the head of the royal bank.

Walking on the marble floor tiles as smooth as mirrors, the bright optical fibers shine on the towering and huge corridors through the stained glass on both sides, forming overlapping lights and shadows in the long and narrow interior; This alternating light and dark color becomes more and more sacred.

So...who would have thought this was actually a bank?

Anson, who was complaining in his heart, led Lisa through the door carved with the Ring of Order, entered the elegantly decorated and solemn waiting room, and found a seat near the front row to sit down.

Perhaps because of the mob incident a month ago, the whole church looked very empty; even Lisa seemed to be infected by this quiet atmosphere, staring wide-eyed, curled up on the chair with her calf in her arms, and even the atmosphere was suffocating. Don't dare to make a sound.

Ten minutes later, a crisp bell rang among the empty walls; a gentleman in a top hat, a cane and a newspaper was getting up and leaving from the counter, and he still nodded to Anson as he passed by. .

An Sen, who smiled at the other party, immediately got up and stepped forward.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The receptionist at the counter was a nun in black and white robes, with a ring of order badge hanging on her slightly undulating chest, smiling sweetly.

"I'm an army officer, and I'm here to collect my allowance for this month." Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Anson found that his tone became as soft as the other's.

"No problem." The nun nodded and smiled: "Please show your identification and account proof."

Anson took out from his coat pocket the slightly old, but unwrinkled card bearing the coat of arms of the Bach family, and handed it to the nun from the gap in front of the counter.

"Do you have the VIP status of this church?"

After the nun who took the card confirmed it, she smiled at Anson again.

"Uh, probably not." Anson continued to smile:

"I'm just here to get my allowance."

"Do you have any financial and investment intentions?"

"I'm here to get the stipend."

"Do you need any insurance or microloans?"

"...I'm here to receive the allowance."

"no problem."

The nun smiled sweetly: "What's your name?"

The one in your hand is... Anson continued to smile:

"Anson Bach."

The nun nodded very succinctly, and skillfully took a sheet from the pile of empty documents next to her, and left a string of elegant handwriting with a brisk stroke:

"What's your reason for applying for the allowance?"

"..." Anson.

"I'll help you fill in 'no reason'." After a moment of silence, the young nun who stood up said enthusiastically, "Your application needs to be reported and reviewed, please wait a moment - it only takes ten minutes."

The smile on Anson's face had completely stiffened.

Ten minutes later, the nun who was chatting with a certain priest trotted all the way back to the counter, and looked at Anson with her crooked eyebrows regretfully: "Dear Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach, I'm very sorry, your officer allowance account appears on your account. A little problem."

"What's up?"

"It's like this - although your current rank has changed from captain to lieutenant colonel, the army has not sent relevant documents to the Church of Order; so unless you can go to the army to issue relevant certificates, we cannot provide you with lieutenant colonels. level allowance."

Anson nodded, and he expected this to happen. After all, he was "promoted" by Ludwig, and it was normal for the Army, who had a poor relationship with the church, not to provide him with documents:

"It doesn't matter, just follow the original rank."

The Captain's allowance in the Kingdom of Clovis is less than half of that of a lieutenant colonel, so it's not enough to live alone in a big city like the capital; but if you add Lisa, the daily expenses and necessary social interaction for two people It's more stressful.

But if it's only temporary, it's not that he can't accept it...

"I'm very sorry, but that's not going to work." The nun's face showed an embarrassed look again:

"Although your allowance account is still the same as before, your current rank is lieutenant colonel; according to the agreement between the Army and the Church of Order, the allowance accounts for low-ranking officers and middle-ranking officers are completely divided into two systems."

"So I regret to inform you, Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach, that you can no longer continue to receive your low-ranking officer's allowance unless you can get a positive paperwork from the Army and submit it on non-prayer days and during working hours, we will A reply to your letter will be sent within seven to thirty working days."

After finishing speaking, the sweet-smiling nun looked at Anson with sincere eyes: "Is there anything else I can help you with? Clovis Cathedral is willing to provide every believer in the Ring of Order with the best it can. help."

After a few seconds of silence, An Sen, whose face was always stiff, forced a smile at the other party, and said softly:

"Any help?"

"Any help." The nun nodded sincerely.

"And what if I need to cash a check?"

"Of course no problem, Clovis Cathedral is happy to provide you with personal cash services." The nun smiled:

"Excuse me... how much do you want to exchange?"

………………

"One thousand gold coins?!"

Just as Anson was leaving ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, a young priest's jaw-dropping words sounded in the church:

"That lieutenant colonel exchanged a thousand gold coins?!"

"And it's still an anonymous check, with only the church's seal and stamp on it." The nun, who nodded desperately, was a little more surprised than he was.

"The ring of order is on..." The young priest exclaimed again, but then showed a confused expression:

"But why did he look gloomy when he left?"

"The ring of order is on, how is this possible?" The nun was also confused:

"Every word I said and every expression I made were strictly in accordance with the church's regulations; according to the regulations, he should be very satisfied."

"So what is it that makes his face so ugly?"

"Well……"

The distressed nuns and priests frowned exactly the same way.