I Will Be The Crowned King

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Port Nakhir, early morning

The arrival of midsummer has made the early morning of this harbor city a little earlier than yesterday, but the sun that spreads the morning light all over the harbor can not change the fact that it is just before six o'clock at this time; It was very lively at this time.

The narrow streets and alleys, the wide square avenues, crowded with countless fanatical figures, or holding high the statues and flags of the Ring of Order, or holding high the holy scriptures and cheering and praying... Tens of thousands of people were swayed by the same force. Infected, each other's eyes flashed with endless excitement and fanaticism, showing a fascinated look.

Accompanied by the rapid drum beats and the sound of footsteps, the source of this power slowly approached the crowd: the neatly dressed jihadist soldiers marched in a neat pace, walking with their heads held high on the spacious central avenue of Nakhir Port. Everyone's face is filled with pride and smug brilliance, enjoying the envious or longing eyes of those around them.

It's just that in addition to being proud, their eyes are somewhat uneasy - because they know very well that they have this jihadist army behind them, and they have never experienced even a single jihad.

But this little problem will not affect the cheers of the people present and the fanatics. They shouted and intoxicated. They looked at these holy warriors from the old continent with fantasy eyes, intoxicated in their minds. The story of justice triumphing over evil, and the blade of the Ring of Order decapitating the infidel.

After tens of thousands of holy warriors, the priests of the Holy See and the knights of judgment who did not show up in the parade rushed to the palace early to prepare for the reception banquet specially prepared by the Nakhir royal family.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the middle-aged host as the host had already changed into a delicate robe under the service of his servants. According to the previous plan, he should have been waiting for his guests in the hall at this time, with humor and humor. A solemn word, to win over or please those who are of high status in the Holy See.

But looking at the hustle and bustle outside the window, the middle-aged man was silent, with a terrifying haze in his shrewd eyes.

"This is reality, Your Majesty."

A familiar voice rang out, and the guards and servants who heard the voice turned around one after another, and left the empty and gorgeous palace with a tacit understanding, leaving only the middle-aged man himself.

"Even if you destroyed the ambitions of the rebellious nobles and saved the lives of countless civilians in this city, in their eyes, you are still just a king who can be loved, not a **** that must be revered and believed."

"Even if the latter has never had too much influence on their lives, it still cannot change their beliefs... No! It is precisely because it will not have an impact on their lives that makes their beliefs unshakable."

"They will also cheer for your victory and glory, and praise for your kindness and health... But as long as those incarnations of faith come before them, they will leave you without hesitation, and use ten times and a hundred times more energy, Come cheer and praise these figures who have never really affected them..."

The words that echoed between the palaces were mixed with a bit of ridicule and banter, as if they didn't care about the listener's true thoughts at all, and only cared about their own happiness.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked coldly at this guy with a crown in his arms and a tattered, homeless guy:

"You know, if I tell them your whereabouts now, it will definitely make Nakhir more loyal in the eyes of the Holy See."

"I have serious doubts about that."

The young man laughed at himself: "As far as I know, 99% of the people in the Holy See know nothing about me; to them, I'm just an ordinary person who is slightly involved with some old gods. It's just a home, it's not worth the trouble at all."

"That's right, but those old gods were never the key." The middle-aged man sneered:

"You... and the truth club behind you are the fuse of all problems, the source of chaos all over the world!"

"Really?" The young man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I think the Church of the Ring of Order is the root of all contradictions and problems; because of their existence, too many problems cannot be solved."

"Guess what the representatives of the Holy See would think if I told this?"

"Simple, they'll think you've finally revealed your true nature."

"Nature?"

"His Majesty the King, who was determined to reform and led to the rebellion of Nakhir Kingdom, was obviously very dissatisfied with the restriction and suppression of his power from the Holy See, exposing his desire for independence and the same ambition as some Clovis pseudo-believers. ."

"...You mean if I expose your existence, they will think so?"

"No, no matter what you do to me in the end, they will feel that way. Otherwise, why would they specially pull the jihadist army that has not yet participated in the war to the port of Nakhir, where the fighting has just been calmed down, to conduct such a flashy military parade?"

Youth... Draco Wilts shrugged with a chuckle, and pointed out the window: "Those people, your innocent subjects, the hostages they used to threaten you, tell you to be obedient, otherwise they will be ready at any time. Both have the ability to bring you down."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fierceness grew stronger.

"Why their first stop was neither Sail City nor Beluga Harbor, but Nakhir, which just ended the civil war... The reason is self-evident."

Holding the crown symbolizing the Helweger royal family, the family respectfully walked up to the middle-aged man and knelt down on one knee: "What you want to do, you probably don't need another person like this to decide for you."

The middle-aged man was just expressionless, staring at the crown motionless as if he was experiencing an endless battle between heaven and man.

"You know, I've always felt that I'm the kind of weirdo who goes his own way and doesn't listen to advice."

After a long time, the silent middle-aged man said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, for helping me shatter this fantasy today."

"I listen to suggestions from many parties, make my own decisions unswervingly, and even know that my future is uncertain - this is the talent of Mingjun." Jia's smile became more and more subtle:

"Your success is not due to anyone or any external force, it is entirely due to yourself."

"Me? Humph!"

The middle-aged man gave a self-deprecating sneer, looking down at the house in front of him, "Draco Wilters, if you are my minister, I will cut off your tongue that is ready to gossip; if you are my minister, I will cut off your tongue. It's my clown, and I should immediately give you as much wealth and land as an earl."

"It's a pity that you are neither, so I can neither punish you nor reward you... It's such a pity."

"I think it's a great honor to be your friend instead of the clown minister." Jia Danran chuckled: "Because the sharing between friends has nothing to do with status—whether lucky or unfortunate. "

The sneering middle-aged man stopped talking, took the crown from the family's hand with one hand, and walked towards the outside of the palace; Draco, who had a flash of joy on his face, hurriedly got up and looked at the other party's back: " Your Majesty, what we agreed on before..."

"I'm going to rush to the banquet to wash away the dust for the Hantu Jihad Army, as well as many VIPs from the Holy See and wealthy families!"

The middle-aged man stopped and said solemnly without turning his head: "During this period, there may be some chaotic ministers and thieves who are dissatisfied with Helvig and the Church of the Ring of Order, and use my name to release some of the arrested ones Rebels in prison."

"These people have always been the confidants of the Nakhir Kingdom, and I have long wanted to execute them all. However, the Archbishop has repeatedly ordered that the king must restrain his anger and have pity and sympathy for the ministers who betrayed him. ."

"If this group of rebels not only did not repent, but also escaped, I'm afraid it will make the church and the archbishop lose face, right?"

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the house behind him: "You have to pay attention, don't accidentally get involved with them!"

"Please don't worry about it." Draco Wilters got up with a smile, and gave the other party a dashing salute:

"It's definitely... I'll never be so careless!"

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The "reinforcements" of the Nakhir Kingdom were the remnants of the nobles who rebelled in the previous civil war... Although this is a little unexpected, it does make sense.

First of all, although the Helvig royal family won the civil war in the Nakhir Kingdom, the victory on the battlefield is only the first step to success. They also have to stop them from calling the thief to catch the thief, calling the rebellion an uprising, and causing some idiots who are not clear-headed to recognize the thief as their father.

It's easy to deprive traitors of their territory by winning - of course, it's not that easy - but it's too difficult to kill them all; after all, except for the fact that the nobles will definitely protest collectively, and even their own people are unlikely to support , the church is also the most staunch opponent of this "tyranny".

Is there a good idea that can drive away all these unsightly guys, never come back easily, and won't arouse everyone's disgust?

Of course there is, and it's very simple: let them leave alive, but can no longer continue to establish a foothold on the mainland.

Thousands, if not tens of thousands, of Nakhir nobles and their families, servants, and followers were forced to flee; almost overnight, hundreds of smugglers and pirates emerged from the rough seas, dozens of Large and small, independently armed fleets run rampant in various waterways, unscrupulously looting passing ships, from merchant ships full of warehouses to fishermen's small sampans, all within their scope of business. Be careful passing sharks will also have their fins cut off and put them into soup.

At this time, because of the outbreak of the jihad, almost half of the ships sailing on the turbulent sea were the logistics transport teams of the jihadist army, and even the merchant ships that weren’t would hang the flag of the Ring of Order on the stern; The pirates don't care about this, the premise of grabbing the opponent or not depends mainly on whether they can beat it or not.

And unlike those old pirates who have been around for many years, these "newcomers" are still fighting sea battles according to the contradictions and disputes between the lords in the past-the ordinary sailors are all killed, leaving only the senior crew to extort ransom and ships. After eating and wiping, it is basically a neat scuttling.

Well, it's like those castles that were captured but couldn't occupy.

It didn't take long for the jihadists who were fighting against the Free Confederation in the New World to feel the power of this group of impolite new pirates... Guns and ammunition, reinforcements and supplies... They robbed everything indiscriminately, and the new pirates who disappeared 100% after the event The entire supply line at sea was frantic.

The first person to feel the pressure was, of course, the Mujahideen Army in Nakhir Port; the last second, Leon Francois, who was staggering with the Helvig royal family and was treated as a VIP, overnight. In between, I found myself becoming a thorn in the eyes of the locals.

Nearly 40,000 jihadists are stationed in the local area, but they are helpless and even indifferent to the raging pirates; this makes the people of Port Nakhir who rely on trade for a living feel deceived. They solve the troubles in front of them, and they are worried that their voyage will be blocked and they are in a hurry to leave?

Xiao Laiang also felt that he was quite innocent - with the high command, how could he decide whether to stay or not? What's more, Hantu is not a naval power at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ More than half of the jihadists are land-ducks like Anson Bach, and it is already a hero to survive to the port of Nakhir!

At the same time as he took the blame for the head of the Holy See, the Helvig royal family, who began to feel the pressure, was also complaining to the church-although the revolt went smoothly, but because the church and the archbishop demanded a benevolent person at the previous stage. Because of this, the rebellious nobles who have just been defeated are still eager to move, and the kingdom needs to invest a lot of troops to maintain stability and suppress them.

Not only that, because of the civil war in Nakhir, the other two of the Three Kingdoms of the North Sea seem to have started to make a move recently; the Helvig royal family can't expect the church to be willing to send troops to help deter unwary neighbors, but if you can provide an endorsement , For example, Nakhir joined the Mujahideen Army, so declaring war on Nakhir is equivalent to declaring war on the Mujahideen Army and even all the participating countries, and things will be easy!

This 100% will involve the demands of various forces. Even if the church wants to agree, it is impossible to agree. In addition, it has to rely on Nakhir to maintain the stability of the route for itself and act as the logistics base of the jihadist army. Therefore, it is not Good positive rejection, can only drag and do not give an answer.

And what Nakhir wants is this: if you don't give an answer, then I don't have to send troops. As for the pirate issue - of course I also worked hard, but effort and completion are two concepts, even if your completion degree is zero, but As long as you do it, no one can deny your efforts.

At least on paper, today's Free Confederation already has a huge fleet with hundreds of ships and tens of thousands of soldiers, serving as an important ally to fill the vacancy in its naval power.

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