I Will Be The Crowned King

King Clovis, Ximen Street in the outer city, in the early morning.

Carlin Jacques, who was wearing a black priest's robe, got up early and went out as usual, yawning sleepily, and walking on the way to the Crown Tavern.

It was still early in the morning, and there were only a few street lamps lit on the streets, and workers in uniforms, with bread wrapped in old newspapers under their armpits, looked tired and hurried.

After the riots in early March, the outer city area, which was almost in ruins, not only did not die, but factories, workshops, and row houses of all sizes sprang up like mushrooms after a rain, savagely growing in the dilapidated slums and wasteland.

Thanks to the expansion of the war caused by the "Isser Punishment War" and the well-preserved Clovis Cathedral during the riot, Clovis City, which experienced the first wave of bankruptcy after the war, not only did not continue after the tide of bankruptcy The collapse went down, but the vitality was stimulated by the war.

After the original storage was exhausted, a flood of orders poured into the rebuilt factory like a snowflake. The workers were no longer owed wages, and they were finally able to feed their families.

Pushing the door into the tavern, there were only a few customers in the empty hall, and the young bartender even dozed off on the bar, which made Carin Jacques sigh.

Think about it... Right now, the entire outer city is full of workers. It is said that many newly built textile factories are willing to recruit female workers, and their wages are halved; Only give a quarter but include three meals a day.

Perhaps because of the fierce competition, the working hours of these factories are getting longer and longer; ten hours is a common thing, and even thirteen or fourteen hours in two months is not uncommon; now workers don’t go to taverns after work. When I get home, I can't wait to fall asleep immediately.

As a result, not only did the pub suddenly lack customers, but even Carlin Jacques lost a lot of extra income - without the drunks and gamblers, he would have no chance to rely on reading newspapers for these guys, and by the way, sell a few bad shots. loot for booze money.

Of course, for the glorious Church of Order priest, the old gods conjurers, the peripheral members of the Truth Society, the dealer of intelligence and second-hand banned magical items, the leader of the underground black market, and the "cooperator" of the trial, Mr. Carlin Jacques, he is not lacking. Such a way to make money.

So the depressed Carlin Jacques ordered a pork sausage and stout - the smuggler who provided coffee beans to the Crown Tavern all the year round was caught by the Patrol in Whitehall Street, plus the recent "Isel Correctional War" , so that the price of coffee in the outer city has tripled.

For this newly established "Guardian Army", Carin Jacques and many people who seek a life in the outer city are very entangled.

On the one hand, the existence of these gangs has indeed made the outer city much safer than before; although gangs of all sizes, especially some gangs organized by the underground old gods, still exist, they no longer dare to be as blatant as before. .

On the other hand, it is also because of them that many people in the outer urban areas are more difficult to do business than before. It is often heard that some small traders have been arrested and their shops have been closed down; and although wages have risen, prices have also increased with the The unfinished wars began to soar together.

Drinking a dark beer that was twice as expensive as usual, the sleepy Carin Jacques pulled out the newspaper that smelled of ink from his arms - this is also one of the benefits of a full-time priest, and he can receive a copy every day. The morning newspaper run by the church.

Relying on churches and information networks all over the orderly world, all kinds of news, big and small, are far more timely and accurate than some tabloids—yes, the Clovis Truth.

However, in the next second, Carin Jacques, who had just landed on the newspaper, suddenly widened his eyes, and sprayed the newspaper with a sip of beer.

Almost at the same time, the news boys shouted from the street outside the tavern:

"Outside the number! Outside the number! Anson Bach, deputy commander of the Southern Legion, led 2,000 soldiers to climb over Dawn Peak, and attacked Eagle Point City by surprise! Surprise attack and attacked Eagle Point City!"

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"boom!"

With a crisp sound, Angelica, the little maid holding the morning newspaper, directly pushed open the bedroom door, trotted all the way in, her red face full of surprises: "Miss Sophia, have you seen today's news? Newspaper?! It says..."

"Is it about Eagle Point City?"

Sophia, in a lace silk pajamas, sat in front of the dresser, elegantly holding a cup of steaming black coffee, and said softly with her back to the little maid.

"Ah..." The little maid who was excited a second ago immediately showed a disappointed expression:

"So you already know? Angelica ran back in such a hurry to surprise you, she didn't even go to the "Clowe Truth" lottery draw..."

Looking at the little maid with complaints written all over her face, Sophia, who took a sip of coffee, smiled lightly.

"Hmph... It's just a lucky chance to capture an Eagle Horn City; it's not that the Janissary Guards have been defeated and the Royal Court of Iser has been captured. What is there to make a fuss about - it's better to say that it took so long. After the attack, I started to feel a little disappointed with him."

Sophia snorted softly, her slender hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly at a very high frequency.

On her dresser were both a morning newspaper from the Church of Order, and a letter that had just been sent from the front of Eagle Point Pass—both had been opened.

"With the merits of Eaglehorn City, Lord Anson Bach should soon become a hero, right?"

The little maid who regained her spirits in just one second tucked the newspaper into the bowknot on the back waist, and a happy smile hung on the corner of her mouth: "I heard that the Privy Council has passed the order of entitlement, and also authorized Lord Anson Bach to form a storm division - this way It won't be long before you see a return on your investment!"

"Return?" Sophia put down the coffee cup and casually opened the morning newspaper on the table:

"It's not enough to just capture Eagle Point City..."

Although Ludwig Franz was convinced that he kept his promise and completely ceded the victory to Anson and his Storm Division to capture Eagle Point City, it did not mean that the reports from the rear would be as frank as him.

The morning newspaper editor of the Clovis Order Church clearly knew who his real boss was and what kind of reports he wanted to see; he used his actions to prove what the real desire to survive and what it meant to be "speaking the truth twice, It becomes two different things."

Although the headline of the news was that Anson led the army to take the city of Eagle Point - and it was also the headline of the front page, but most of the report was "The whole story of the frontal attack led by the main force of Major General Ludwig".

In particular, it introduced how the Major General himself "did not fear difficulties" in organizing siege positions, advancing one artillery fort after another, and how he "shared weal and woe with the soldiers" when "the material supply was the most tense and morale was low". , "If the command is fixed on the spot".

Regarding the content of Anson Bach, only one sentence was mentioned, "It took more than ten days to cross the Dawn Mountains".

And when it came to the most critical "surprise attack on Eagle Point City", the key link also changed from the fierce battle process to "Major General Ludwig decisively launched a feint, which greatly attracted the attention of the enemy"; finally added "three in the morning" At that time, Deputy Commander Anson Bach wiped out the hundreds of remaining fortress defenders."

This kind of news report that can no longer be said to be "biased", it is simply nonsense, which makes Sophia very angry while being a little happy.

It was obviously his stupid brother who was completely incompetent. The storm had not touched the edge of Eagle Point City for nearly a month, and Anson Bach, who was funded by himself, came to the rescue. ? !

If it's all this kind of coverage, what's the point of funding Anson Bach yourself? !

Seeing Sophia's lips curling up and her brows frowning sometimes, Angelica, who smiled knowingly, quietly left the bedroom and placed a freshly baked strawberry pie on the table in front of her.

"Don't be angry, miss; after all, it's the church's newspaper, and it's inevitable that he will help Master Ludwig." The little maid picked up a small fork, cut a small piece and handed it to Sophia's mouth. beside:

"Come and try, this is what Angelica just learned, ah-"

"Who's angry?" Sophia glanced at her little maid complainingly and swallowed the food in her mouth:

"I'm just worried that my investment will be wasted. The cost of forming those three infantry regiments is a lot of expenses - some are too sweet, and I will put less sugar next time."

"As ordered!"

The little maid smiled sweetly.

Putting down the annoying newspaper, Sophia's eyes fell on the letter sent by Anson-compared to the large-scale news reports, this kind of documentary "diary" is clearer and more comprehensive. From the perspective of Anson Bach, he introduced all the events of the "Battle for Eagle Point".

Crossing the Dawn Mountains, arriving at Thun, negotiating at Golden Stone City, blocking the Eagle Point Pass, besieging Eagle Point City... Although someone's handwriting is really ugly, the content is so detailed that Sophia even has the feeling of seeing it with her own eyes. .

In addition to the daily records in the diary, there are also a lot of speculations and judgments of Anson Bach - the decision after crossing the snowy mountains, why must you negotiate with Grand Duke Thun to stop the reinforcements from helping the capture of Eagle Point City, and to Ludwig? Hype strategy speculation...

The illusion that she was sitting in the camp tent, listening to Anson Bach pondering on the map, and discussing with herself how to proceed in the next battle, even made Sophia feel a little excited.

She felt as if she was leading a lone army, not Ansen Bach, but herself who was battling the Iser elf!

The brave and wise Sophia Franz wore a bright black and red general's uniform - not the ugly gray uniform of the Storm Corps - holding the Unicorn King's flag high, riding her horses and hoofs in the blizzard of Dawn Ice Peak, opening up for the army the way.

Snow-capped mountains, steeds, an army that marches with difficulty and is not dangerous, a calm commander... The prototype of an oil painting has already emerged in Sophia's mind.

As for the diary written by another guy named "Leon Francois" attached to the envelope, it has disappeared from Sophia's desk.

The whole article is full of all kinds of flattery to the **** Anson Bach, as well as flattery and flattery that make people look cold and hairy. Like the protagonist.

Sophia only glanced at it twice, and then threw the pile of soft articles that Anson had bought at a high price, and bragging about them, and threw them into the wastebasket.

But this thing gave her some inspiration...

"How many newspapers have reported the Battle of Eagle Point now?"

"Currently there is only the morning newspaper of the Church of Order, and there will be the royal family's loyalty newspaper soon." The little maid answered truthfully:

"Did you read reports from other newspapers?"

"No, not looking but..." Sophia paused and glanced at the newspaper on the table:

"It won't be long before the news of Eagle Point City's victory will spread throughout Clovis City. Before that, we must suppress the current false report and let the truth be made public as soon as possible!"

"Otherwise, everyone will still think that it is Ludwig's credit for capturing Eaglehorn City, and no one knows what kind of guy Anson Bach is; all the rich people in the capital will only throw a lot of gold coins on my beloved. On his brother, Anson and Stormmaster can only be his vassals!"

"This situation must be reversed, and this **** has a little reputation in Clovis City as soon as possible, in order to attract more people to invest in my storm division!"

"Ah?" The little maid suddenly blinked:

"Your storm division?"

"Of course it's mine." Sophia looked at Angelica expressionlessly:

"I formed the Storm Regiment, and I provided the start-up funds for the three infantry regiments. I also paid for the monthly salary he paid to the officers... So I said that the Storm Division is mine, is there any problem? "

The trembling little maid shook her head repeatedly, indicating that what you said was right.

However, the lenient Sophia didn't care about her maid's little "mistake" and had already started planning the next step.

The best way to reverse public opinion is to buy newspapers, but things like the royal family's loyalty newspaper and the church's morning newspaper are intertwined with various forces, and they won't open their mouths easily, let alone shake it at will.

So instead of playing their minds, it's better to target the middle and lower-level tabloids -- well, such as the "Crowley Truth", the bottom-level newspapers like this are the good newspapers that can really influence public opinion.

Send them Anson's diary~www.readwn.com~ and give them a considerable sponsorship fee. You should be able to see a few fair, objective and impartial reports, right?

Just as Sophia thought more and more satisfied with her plan, and the corners of her mouth kept rising, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the bedroom.

"Dong dong dong."

The clever little maid immediately stepped forward to open the door, discussed a few words with the little maid outside the door, and then looked back at Sophia in confusion:

"Miss, the man in the mansion said..."

"From Anson Bach?"

Sophia, who was bright in front of her eyes, interrupted again.

"Hmm..." Angelica turned her head sharply and looked at Sophia angrily.

Looking at the pissed-off little maid, Sophia, who was laughing dumbly, stood up, stepped forward and grabbed her hands:

"Okay, let's go and see what "surprise" that **** sent back!"