I Will Be The Crowned King

"Anson Bach, what are you doing here?"

With his hands on his back, Bronne stopped outside the door of the Truth Seeking Club. He was wearing a slender black formal suit and a hard-collared white shirt. He held up a high-top silk politely. His ice-blue eyes lurking under the brim of his hat shone suspiciously. light. watermark ad test watermark ad test

It's like a friend you'd meet on a street corner or a window seat in a cafe.

Just when Bron appeared, Cole Dorian, who was about to say goodbye, suddenly stopped his right hand that was about to close the door; the young Inquisitor with a smile on his lips blinked and looked curiously between the two outside the door.

At this moment, the smiling An Sen's body was pinned to the spot, feeling the gazes cast from behind and in front of him at the same time, and a little cold sweat oozes out from the temples on both sides.

How to do?

How should I explain myself so that the cronies of the Black Mage and the church judge won't be pinched on Frederick Street? !

An Sen, who was in a mess in his heart, raised the corners of his mouth stiffly, desperately restrained his heartbeat, and looked back at the young bachelor:

"Bronne, why are you here?"

The young bachelor shrugged slightly, raised a sealed paper bag with his right hand behind his back, and pointed the slender cane in his left hand to the cafe next to the club: "Tobacco."

"The tobacco in this cafe is very good, it's a little more expensive, but it's worth it."

"Yeah, it's really good." An Sen smiled seriously:

"My landlord, Mrs. Bogner, also liked it, she said that although it looked no different from regular premium tobacco, it had a unique flavour."

Bronn nodded slightly: "How about you?"

At the same time as he asked, the ice blue eyes stopped on Cole Dorian.

"I...I am a member of this club." Anson quickly controlled his emotions: "Look...Professor Mace Hornard reminded me that living in the capital requires more social activities."

"This is Cole Dorian, my new friend at the Truth Seeking Club."

"This is Bloane, my alumnus at St Isaac's College, and both of us are students of Professor Mace Hornard."

Taking a half step back, An Sen, who was smiling, took the initiative to introduce the two of them to each other with great sincerity.

The moment the voice fell, An Sen could almost feel the firelight of the two people's eyes colliding.

"Cole Dorian..."

Bronne, who squinted his eyes, took a half step forward, tucked his cane under his armpit, and stretched out his right hand: "I didn't expect to meet the bloodline of the famous 'heretic executioner' here. It's a great honor."

"Wherever, the great-grandfather is just a dutiful ordinary judge, and the decapitation of 200 spellcasters is nothing more than a false legend."

Cole, who was full of smiles, immediately took Bron's hand, and his eyes were full of admiration for the young bachelor:

"You're actually a student of the famous Professor Mace Hornard? Oh... I don't even know how to express my jealousy when I know two of that professor's students at once!"

With an indifferent expression, Bronne felt the strength from his palms and gently raised the corners of his mouth.

The two of you touted me, each with a look of hatred for seeing each other; if it wasn't for the ability of the conjurer to strengthen his observation, he noticed that one of the two's hands was holding the cane, and the other was hanging on the front of the holster. Anson might really believe it.

... the letter is a ghost.

"Hey, to be honest, you and Anson should come here often. The original intention of our truth club is to let people enjoy the fun without restraint, which is very suitable for you." The enthusiastic Cole began to take the initiative to invite road:

"If the mood is dull, we also have a private shooting range and a special small place in our basement, where you can vent to your heart's content and improve your mood."

"In this case, I also recommend that you have time to visit St. Isaac's College."

Bronn smiled slightly, and his icy blue eyes became very gentle: "Although the college is usually closed, Professor Mace Hornard occasionally holds some private courses on holidays, I can leave you one close to the blackboard. s position."

Seeing the look of the two of them looking at each other, An Sen desperately restrained the urge to twitch the corners of his mouth, smiled and nodded constantly, occasionally interjecting to say a couple of nutritious nonsense.

After a full thirty minutes of conversation, the three finally waved goodbye to each other reluctantly; Cole Dorian repeatedly invited Bronne to visit the Truth Club frequently, and said that he would prepare an absolute gift for him. Unexpected "surprise".

The unsmiling young maester just nodded, smiled and boarded the same carriage as Anson.

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"Are they finally after you?"

Inside the shaking carriage, this was the first sentence of Bronne, who was silent and his expression returned to indifference after the carriage finally left Frederick Street.

The dignified An Sen nodded heavily: "That person..."

"Cole Dorian, the Inquisitor of the Truth Seeking Order, a genius with the bloodline of the Holy Grail Knight." Bronn interrupted him:

"My knowledge of him is limited to Professor Mace Hornard's assessment: a false believer who has no faith and can burst other people's heads with a smile for his work."

"The Inquisition sent this person to negotiate with you to prove that they have not found absolute evidence, or that they can only confirm your relationship with Professor Mace Hornard, and think you are a very important clue."

"In this way, they will monitor you in a targeted manner, but considering that you are already the top commander of the Church of Order's security forces, this kind of monitoring must be passive and flexible."

"On such a premise, relying on the convenience of your identity, all the plans of the Church of Order and even the Inquisition will not be able to bypass ... you, the supreme commander of the security army."

Speaking of which, Bronne, who took a deep breath, showed a slight arc at the corners of his mouth:

"Nice job, Your Excellency Anson Bach."

At this moment, An Sen, who was relieved in his heart, looked at the other party with slightly excited eyes, lowered his voice and said solemnly:

"Everything is for the Black Mage, for the big plan of the Old God Sect!"

It was so dangerous... I almost thought I was going to be regarded as a traitor.

The unsmiling Bronny nodded in satisfaction, took out a pipe from his pocket and lit it.

So are you really here to buy tobacco? Anson pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, and said solemnly to Bron, who was puffing up the clouds, "Actually... in order to win my trust in them, the Truth Seeking Church has already told I got part of their plan!"

"Oh?" The young bachelor's eyes lit up, with unexpected surprise in his expression.

"Through the information they learned from the Guards, they already knew that Professor Mace Hornard was collecting the big magic books scattered in Clovis City." Anson said:

"Because of the professor's status in St. Isaac's College, they dare not do it easily; so I plan to use a book in my hand as a bait to let the professor reveal his identity on his own initiative!"

"They also plan to use the security forces of the Church of Order as a cover to further strengthen their control over the activities of the Old God faction in Clovis City... This is just my guess, but I think the purpose of the Church of Order and the Judgment is probably more than that."

"They... are probably trying to interfere in the current war between the Empire and the Kingdom of Clovis!"

The moment the words fell, Bronny's right hand holding the pipe suddenly burst into blue veins:

"Why, do you think so?"

"Because the security force established by Archbishop Luther Franz is far more than the current size." Anson explained while taking out a folded document from his arms and handing it to Bloane:

"At first, I thought that the appearance of this security force was only out of the church's distrust of the ability of the guards, but when I learned that what Archbishop Luther Franz wanted to establish was actually a 10,000-strong army. When I was in the security forces, I realized that I might be thinking wrong."

"No, he didn't want to build a security army because he didn't trust the ability of the Guards; but after seeing that the Guards were untrustworthy, he thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"The riots in Red Brick Street, the Old Wall Street incident, and the raging, still unfinished murder of the Steel Sky; Just a matter of time."

"And at this juncture, the Church of Order has established a security army that belongs directly to them and can have the right to fire in the capital..."

Bloane frowned slightly: "You mean... the church is taking advantage of the opportunity of the outbreak of war to cause chaos in the royal capital to expand its rights in the Kingdom of Clovis?"

"I don't think it's possible." Anson said silently, deeply proud of his ability to bullshit.

Maybe Luther Franz really had this idea, or he didn't want to let the church but his family control the security army, otherwise he wouldn't have arranged for Miss Sophia Franz to oversee the budget.

But as long as the Privy Council and the royal family of Austeria are not stupid enough to turn into moldy oranges, they cannot fully hand over control of this vigilante army to the Church of Order.

There should be other exchange of interests here, and the Franz family and the Church of Order must have paid some price; but those have nothing to do with Anson. Now he only thinks about how to fool the Black Mage and the Church. Receive your own monthly allowance and salary.

"After the second public order meeting, the church has always wanted to re-interfere in the affairs of the nations, and even interfere in the internal affairs of the kingdom... It's been a day or two for them to want this." Anson continued:

"The easiest way for the church is to control the garrison of the capital of a kingdom; thousands of troops, pervasive eyesight, surveillance points all over the city, and a trial court hidden in the shadows..."

"Having all of this, they can directly interfere in the kingdom's politics, and even influence the highest decision-making - even to a king full of churches, they would not dare to make any right decisions when there may be a judge hiding beside them. Unfavorable decision for the church."

"The internal affairs of the kingdom will fall into the hands of the Church of Order, the city of Clovis will no longer have a place for the old gods, and the world of order will return to the dark age before the first year of the saint's calendar."

He deliberately made a lonely expression, and used a hoarse voice to add some color to his current compilation.

Looking at Anson who didn't look like he was joking at all, Bloane was silent for a long time.

After a long time, when the carriage drove into Baihu Park, he finally raised his icy blue eyes and said something that made Anson somewhat unbelievable:

"That's it, I finally understand."

Um? Anson was stunned.

What does he understand?

The expressionless Bronny didn't explain anything, his flickering eyes seemed to be thinking about something:

"According to Professor Mace Hornard's plan, this war must not end easily - only the kingdoms representing the orderly world were caught in the storm ignited by the Kingdom of Clovis and the Empire, and their blood was dried up , after that... belongs to us, belongs to the 'big plan' of all the Old Gods..."

"It's only possible."

Bronn raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yes, I finally understand... Professor Mace Hornard, it is when he sees this that he will let you break into the interior of the Church of Order and let them be complacent and complete. their conspiracy."

"Because the chaotic order cannot make the Kingdom of Clovis exert its full strength, only by eradicating the incompetent guards can the Austeria family let go of their hands and feet and rely on an efficient and professional garrison to mobilize the city. It will send the last piece of steel, the last young man to the battlefield, and fight the empire to the last moment.”

"The Church of Order... The Inquisition... Luther Franz... Their cleverness will completely destroy the balance established over the past century and dig a grave for their own destruction!"

Looking at Bronny who was faintly excited, Anson sighed in his heart.

Maybe I chose the wrong career in my last life and shouldn't have joined the army.

It might be quite suitable to be an actor or inspirational teacher or something.

"So, what's the professor's opinion?" Anson asked.

Bronne immediately turned serious:

"Professor Mace Hornard ordered me to inform you~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now that the Church of Order used the Old Wall Street incident to formally intervene in the security of the capital, which was originally controlled by the Guards, then we might as well use it in reverse. This opportunity."

"There is one thing they are right. The professor is indeed searching for the whereabouts of the great magic book in the capital, but this is just a matter of convenience, not such an important thing."

Anson looked solemn... Since Mace Hornard said so, it proves that this matter is indeed very important.

"The goal of the church should be to weaken the authority of the Guards through the security army, and we can definitely help them." Bloane took a pipe:

"In order to search for the whereabouts of the great magic book, the professor has controlled many gangsters and low-level trade unions in Clovis City; I will reveal some of their information to you in the next few months, so that the Church of Order can grab the front of the guards, In order to paralyze the Church of Order and the Inquisition, it is best to create the illusion that 'the black mages are trying their best to search for the Great Magic Book'."

"In addition, the professor asked me to hand this letter to you - the research on the 'August' family has already been found." He handed a letter to Anson:

"It is said... this is a blood magic family that has existed for thousands of years and has been destroyed!"