I Will Be The Crowned King

At that moment, the expressionless An Sen stroked his forehead and remained silent.

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She seems to be treated by him... No, is she regarded as some kind of talkative novelist?

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An Sen, who was pressing his temples tightly, covered his face with his raised right arm, and at the same time calmed himself down and began to think about countermeasures.

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Somehow, as soon as I heard the name "Draco" recently, I felt the urge to hit someone...

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For this sudden situation, An Sen only thought of two ways to deal with it for a moment: the first is to clarify immediately and tell the other party that he has admitted the wrong person, but there is a certain risk of revealing his identity;

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The second is to pretend to be a talkative novelist and try to talk from the other party's mouth; but this is also very risky, as long as the other party has contact with Draco once, he can immediately expose himself.

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Don't think about it... An Sen, who lowered his head, gleamed in his pupils, and made a resolute decision to choose the second one. Since it was an opportunity to hit the door, he couldn't give up the opportunity to extract information from the opponent's mouth.

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Take a gamble!

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The determined An Sen coughed lightly, took a deep breath and slowly straightened up, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth:

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"I……"

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"You don't need to explain." Before he could say the second word, the girl who was not looking sideways suddenly interrupted in a low voice, with a little trembling in her calm voice:

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"I understand that you can't reveal too much about your business, otherwise there will be a risk of revealing your identity."

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What are you doing?

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A novelist who dares not reveal his identity... Is he afraid of being sent a gun by his readers?

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Anson, who was silent, turned his head to the other side, avoiding the girl's sight.

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"But there's one more thing I'm very curious about. Why did you specifically choose to meet here?" The girl with a soft voice still maintained that elegant sitting posture, and did not move at all from the moment she sat down:

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"Also, why do you know that I also have a membership in this secret society - it's impossible, no one other than Angelica knows about this... Is it possible that even she was bought by you?!" There was a hint of surprise in the girl's voice.

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Oh, so this is really a secret society?

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An Sen, who didn't dare to look back, hugged his shoulders, his face full of sudden realization.

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The girl who remained in the sitting position was slightly tense, and seemed to be restraining her emotions for a moment. She whispered with a slight panting, "I really didn't expect you to be able to do this."

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"I warn you, although my father told us that we are in a cooperative relationship, that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want—the next time you let me find out about your cross-border behavior, don't expect me to be merciful!"

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That's right, don't be polite to him... An Sen nodded desperately in his heart.

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As the party gets closer, there are more and more people in the hall. People wearing various hoods or masks enjoy comfortable sofas and delicate snacks, and communicate with each other in a low voice or excitement.

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The girl familiarly brought a cup of coffee from the snack stand, and her elegant and dignified posture looked very calm-obviously, it was not the first time she came here.

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Just when An Sen was hesitating whether to take the risk of being exposed and continue to try to talk to her, the girl suddenly gently put down the coffee cup in her hand:

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"This is the end of the negotiation, have you brought anything?"

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An Sen, who was about to speak, immediately fell silent again.

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Slightly sideways, looking at the "novelist" who was hesitant to speak, the girl snorted coldly, her cherry lips hidden under the hood inadvertently raised: "Hmph... I didn't expect that a daring fellow like you, Are you so cautious?"

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"Okay, I agree with you, a place with many eyes like this, even if it is hidden enough, is not a suitable place for trading - it is not too late to wait until the end of the party to trade, but the price is that you have to answer me one question."

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"Aboard the Iron Sky, the truth about that bizarre murder case!"

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The moment the words fell, Anson, who was silent, could clearly hear a trace of excitement from the girl's voice.

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Before he could speak, the girl holding the coffee cup said very reservedly:

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"I have already understood the general process of the entire incident - thirteen guard officers, a lieutenant colonel and a captain died in the first-class box, and the bodies of the other eleven were all in another second-class box, The time of death is basically the same, and there are obvious signs of fighting and gunfights at the scene, and no less than 30 bullet holes were even found in one carriage!"

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"The answer from the train conductor and the witnesses at the scene was... vendetta, but that's just an illusion you made up to cover up, right? So how did you do it in front of the entire train, quietly avoiding everyone? The eyes of thirteen guard officers?!"

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The girl who became more and more excited as she talked, was so excited that she even forgot her initial restraint. In the shadows under the hood, she seemed to be able to see those twinkling eyes.

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I don't know if it was an illusion, but Anson always felt that the tone and tone of the other party's excitement had been heard somewhere.

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For a while, he frowned and fell into deep thought.

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But the **** the side obviously misunderstood what he meant, and after waiting for nothing, she withdrew her gaze, and a slight cold snort revealed a little disappointment: "Oh, don't want to say yes?"

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"Forget it, anyway, I didn't really want to know from the beginning, but I just couldn't bear to embarrass you, so I'll give you a step down... If you don't want to, forget it."

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"By the way, let me tell you a little news that is not very important - the Guards have already begun to attack you, and their first step is to control all the people who have had contact with you on the Iron Sky, ask, follow , arrest, extort a confession... It won't be long before they spit out all the information about you."

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"No matter how well you play your tricks, you will definitely get through the gang at that time, and the guards who get a chance will publish it in major newspapers."

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"Of course, I'm not at all interested in these things myself."

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Yes, I know you're not interested, and you really don't need to repeat it... Anson continued to complain in his heart.

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"But then some guy will definitely be in trouble, because the guards will have a legitimate reason to arrest him, no matter the Privy Council or some powerful nobles and wealthy businessmen, no one will dare to save him unless..." The girl deliberately Dragging a long note:

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"A certain powerful force who is not afraid of the Guards and has nothing to do with the Privy Council is willing to lend a helping hand to save a certain guy's life from the clutches of the **** of death."

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Saying that, she deliberately glanced at "Draco" on the side of her lower body from the corner of her eye, hinting something faintly.

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And An Sen, who noticed this "hint", was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed.

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A little unbearable.

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He felt that if he remained "silent" like this, she would say everything she could say.

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Peeking at a certain sighing "novelist", some smug girls frowned slightly.

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He has already spoken to this point, why is he still indifferent?

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Could it be that the current situation is all in his expectation, he was deliberately being hunted by the guards in Clovis City, in order to attract the attention of the rest of the forces?

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So, is it part of his plan to lure himself here to negotiate? !

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Suddenly, the girl who "suddenly realized" turned her head back suddenly, looking at An Sen with nervousness~www.wuxiaspot.com~ fear, and a little bit of excitement and eagerness to try. The body wrapped under the robe began to tremble slightly with excitement. .

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Um... what happened to her?

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Feeling the sudden and particularly complicated gaze beside him, An Sen, who was silent, suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart.

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"Huh—"

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Several giant chandeliers that illuminated the entire red carpet hall turned and went out, and the entire closed hall fell into darkness in an instant.

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In the next second, several candles burning with purple flames appeared on the central round altar that was empty. A tall and thin figure wearing an inky blue dress and top hat appeared in the center of the candlelight, and most of his face was covered. Under the hat and monocle.

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"Everyone... welcome to this small gathering."

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He sat on an armchair, his slender left leg was casually tilted up so that he could place his folded hands on his knees:

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"I am the Black Mage."