I Will Be The Crowned King

In the hearty laughter of Cole Dorian, this meeting of unity, the meeting of victory, ended in an extremely embarrassing atmosphere.

Of course, although this group of people has basically the same goal - or at least it seems to be the case - but in fact it is different, and everyone has their own wishful thinking:

The goal of the Truth-seeking Order is to resolve the Thirteenth Council before the Knights of Judgment, save the face lost in the previous Black Mage and Clovis riots, and at the same time try to avoid further escalation of the situation.

According to Serra Virgil, although the Church's attitude was extremely tough this time, at least Archbishop Luther Franz himself did not approve of the escalation of the situation.

Although the church does not interfere in secular affairs in name, it is of course the largest bank in the entire world of order. Of course, it is impossible to interfere without interference; coupled with the current war between Clovis and the empire, the relationship between the church and the rulers of various parishes is very strong. Subtle, rash upsets can have unpredictable results.

On this point, Anson deeply agreed, and praised the two judges that the archbishop had foresight and foresight, and he would do his best to cooperate with their work infinitely within limited conditions.

Louis Bernard's reason, he himself revealed to Anson himself, insisting on saving Freya Moses Field from the clutches of the Thirteenth Council.

In addition, although he himself has repeatedly stressed that he has nothing to do with the elf princess, but only out of the promise of a knight, Anson is still deeply skeptical.

Lieutenant Colonel Roman's reason is simpler, simply as the representative of the commander-in-chief of the legion, conveying the commander-in-chief's orders and messages to Ansen Bach.

Obviously, Major General Ludwig Franz hated his father's behavior of "completely ignorant of military affairs", so he only sent Roman and a cavalry battalion to show Anson that he had absolutely no "sincerity" to rob him of his military exploits. ".

As for a novelist, he was simply dragged over by Lieutenant Colonel Roman - since he was leaving, how could he let this **** stay by the general's side?

Anson agrees again.

The former contraband and intelligence dealer, now the "battlefield reporter" His Excellency Karin Jacques is the representative of Sophia Franz. The task is to tell the storm division and Anson Bach himself in this scene from an absolutely objective point of view. Live coverage of performance in key battles.

Anson conveyed his greetings to Miss Sophia, and solemnly promised that the Storm Division would cooperate with the war correspondent.

Afterwards, according to the record of the junior secretary, it was written in black and white that His Excellency Carin Jacques was flattered that he could accept such a crucial task, and was so emotional that he could not restrain his happy tears during the whole process.

As for the Storm Division and Anson, they are relatively simple, not as complicated as others. They just want to make money, and then try to get a full-scale infantry division.

Such great missions as rescuing the naive elf girl who was bewitched by the old gods, restoring the faith of Iser elf, and changing the strategic predicament of the Kingdom of Clovis, should be left to others to deal with.

According to Ansen's very "reasonable" idea, the storm division will carry out a feint attack and an eight-hour artillery bombardment on the royal court to cover the truth-seeking cultivator to complete the task.

But it is a pity that although the judges of the Truth Seeking Order have many good qualities, they do not include "reasonableness" - Cole Dorian said very simply that Anson Bach must participate in this operation.

Naturally, this request was unanimously opposed by the storm division. Little Leon even expressed his willingness to replace Anson with excitement, and was then rejected by Cole Dorian unsurprisingly.

………………

"I do not understand."

Under the dim kerosene lamp, Anson frowned slightly and looked at Cole Dorian, who was sitting opposite him, with a very confused tone: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Uh... It doesn't really matter, you don't have to go, really." Cole Dorian blinked and smiled indifferently:

"So you don't want to go?"

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Anson frowned even more: "The key is what I can do, I'm just an ordinary army officer."

"You're still a genius!"

Cole rubbed his hands, his shining eyes seemed to imply something: "The talent who defeated the black mage."

"That's the credit of Captain Lawrence, I just helped a little by the side."

An Sen, who vaguely felt that something was not right, immediately solemnly stated that this was not his own modesty: "Not to mention that you have dispatched a full twenty-five judges this time, plus the power of the bloodline of the 'Sea Knight'. The gifted Sir Louis Bernard, what more do you need from me?"

"It's never too much manpower, let alone such an important task. Of course, the more troops, the better." Cole Dorian is still instigating, and said with a smile:

"One more person means more security. You don't want this credit to be taken away by the Judgment Knights, right?"

"Of course not, but what does this have to do with me having to go?" Anson spread his hands:

"I'm the deputy commander of the Southern Legion. Wouldn't it be more helpful to direct the Storm Division to raid the Royal Court?"

"Come on, you said it was just a feint." Cole Dorian waved his hand:

"You can't fool me with this kind of professional vocabulary because I haven't been to a military academy - Serra specifically explained it to me, feinting means pretending to attack, and it's the same for subordinates, right?"

"As expected of the best judge of the Seeking Truth Cult, the learning speed is indeed much faster than ordinary people." An Sen touted a little:

"But if you want to completely deceive the enemy, it takes a little skill to make the 'feint' look the same as the real attack, and it's not as easy as it looks."

"Oh..." Cole Dorian suddenly realized:

"So you insisted on deciding not to go with us, right?"

"It's not that I can't stick to it, but I feel that even if I go, it won't help much." Anson still vaguely felt that something was not right, and he didn't know what went wrong:

"More importantly, it's obviously more helpful to keep me in the Storm Division."

"Is this your final decision?" Cole Dorian, who suddenly had a formulaic smile on his face, winked at Anson.

"Uh... it should be..." Anson looked at him uncertainly.

"Okay, since this is your decision." Cole Dorian flattened his mouth and spread his hands like Anson just now:

"If that's the case, then I won't stop them."

Um? !

The shocked An Sen suddenly raised his head and stopped the judge who patted the table and was about to get up: "Stop who?!"

"My colleagues in the Seeking Order." Cole Dorian raised the corners of his mouth:

"...actually it's only Serra Virgil."

"What is she going to do?!"

"Oh, it's nothing, just taking advantage of this operation to report some of her little discoveries to the Church of Order." Cole smiled lightly, and then his expression suddenly became serious:

"For example, after the riot in Clovis City, several judges who were responsible for guarding the cathedral were surprised to find that the intact St. Isaac steam differential engine showed signs of being passed over!"

Anson Bach: "...It's possible that the Black Mage did it."

"Yes, we think so too." Cole Dorian nodded solemnly:

"But even so, the possibility that the "Great Magic Book" kept by Clovis Cathedral has been leaked cannot be ruled out; just in case, the Truth Seeking Order has begun to investigate and verify who has the opportunity to contact privately that day. When I get to that difference engine, I can steal the engraved "Great Magic Book" without anyone knowing it."

"Of course, dear Anson, we will never doubt you-although according to the investigation so far, you are the most suspect." Cole said sincerely.

Looking at the big clear eyes of the judge, full of "I didn't lie to you at all", An Sen forced a smile: "Thank you for your trust... Although I am really innocent."

"It was certain at the time. How could someone who once became an apprentice of a black mage and was 'arrested' by the Truth-seeking Order once be stupid enough to steal the "Great Magic Book"."

Cole agreed seriously: "To tell you the truth, in fact, many of my colleagues have doubts about you; but as comrades who have fought side by side, Sierra and I will never doubt you."

"Especially Sera... In order to repay your innocence, she also took the initiative to ask the Truth-seeking Order to be responsible for this case, as well as the attack on the Old Gods of Thundercastle and the Guards on the 'Iron Sky' - to everyone Prove that you are really just an innocent victim."

There was a faint smile on Cole's face, as if to admire Serra's behavior so considerate of her friend.

Anson's mouth twitched even more.

"Oh, right!" Before he could relax, Cole Dorian patted his head again:

"There are also some rumors about the Truth Society that are not very favorable to you - a source reported that before the riot in Clovis City, you had seen you meet with a certain Truth Society high-level, to discuss things about the next riot. "

"There are also a few gang members from the outer city who came to inform, saying that they once saw with their own eyes that you were suspected of using magic when you beat someone in a tavern, and there were traces of magic..."

"and……"

Cole Dorian was still talking, and Anson, who had tried to calm down, was already in a mess, desperately restraining the urge to kill someone in his heart.

"Of course, these are pure slander and slander, and there is no evidence that can be verified." Cole Dorian put on his hips and smiled sincerely at Anson:

"Most importantly, we absolutely believe in you!"

"Originally, I planned to persuade Sera not to investigate seriously, and just fool around; but she insisted on making a bet with me, saying that unless you agree to join us to kill the Thirteen Council and rescue the Elf King, she will We must investigate to the end, and we must thoroughly dig out the truth.”

After speaking, Cole Dorian, who was clearly about to leave, still stood there and looked at Anson with very playful eyes.

An Sen, who had recovered from the panic, slowly raised his head and met his gaze.

The two who looked at each other were surprisingly silent, and everything was silent.

"is this necessary?"

Anson sighed.

"It's necessary." Cole Dorian nodded seriously:

"Sera said that's the only way you can say yes - I didn't believe it at first, but now it looks like she knows you better than I do."

Anson rolled his eyes.

"So why do you have to pull me?"

"To be honest? I don't really care, but it does matter to you." Cole looked at Anson meaningfully:

"I didn't want to say this, but you shouldn't really think that the Inquisition is just a group of talented people and spellcasters dressed in the church of order and uniforms?"

I really thought so... An Sen shook his head righteously and said:

"of course not."

"That's it." Cole smiled as it should have: "So you can understand, we are helping you - helping the Inquisition to destroy the Thirteenth Council, as long as you have this qualification, you can And no one can use the previous things to doubt you."

"……I see."

An Sen nodded slightly, but at the same time another question emerged: "Why do you want to help me?"

According to someone's evaluation, Inquisitor Cole Dorian is a false believer who is keen to smash the heads of the old gods, a guy who will do anything to complete his work, and an executioner in every sense.

It is very unrealistic to let such a guy let go of someone who is seriously suspected - Anson even thinks that he has actually been exposed - the old gods.

"Because we are friends!" Cole patted his chest and said, but under Anson's "I believe" eyes, he gave up in less than a second, rolled his eyes and sighed: "Okay, this is In fact, it was the meaning of Archbishop Luther Franz."

"Archbishop?!"

"I'm not very clear about the details~www.readwn.com~ The person in charge of negotiating with Clovis Cathedral was Serra Virgil. Her original words were 'the content of the negotiation is too complicated, I'm afraid I can't understand it', So don't tell me." Cole scratched his head, looking a little irritable:

"But there is one thing that we have reached a consensus - judging from the information we have, even if you are really a spellcaster, you should be deceived, and it is an excusable type."

"And to be honest, there are no spellcasters in the Tribunal. Even if you really have something to do with the truth, and you were once a member of an old **** organization, it's not that we can't cooperate, not to mention that you are indeed a Valuable people - so we unanimously decided to give you a chance."

An Sen suddenly realized and nodded: "So is it because we are friends and have excusable circumstances that gave me this opportunity, or is it because I still have enough value?"

"Uh..." Cole thought for a minute, then looked at him with a very meaningful expression:

"You really want to know?"

Anson: "...Sorry, don't ask."