I Will Be The Crowned King

With mixed feelings, the three walked into the Baker Mansion in the center of the village under the "warm welcome" of the Baker family and the villagers.

When the door was pushed open and the warm air rushed towards the face, surprised expressions flashed across Anson and Phil's faces at the same time.

This seemingly ordinary mansion turned out to be unexpectedly luxurious!

In the living room, which is twice the size of the ground floor of the Beluga Harbor Headquarters, the delicate cashmere carpets cover all corners, and when you step on it, it is as soft as a lawn. The firelight just formed the "primitive ring" of the old gods on the carpet.

On the surrounding walls and other corners, there are also the most fashionable sculptures and portraits in the empire at the moment, but the objects are obviously not emperors or saints of the church, and even... What kind of creatures are the objects of sculptures and paintings are debatable.

As for the huge fireplace that several people felt first, layers of charcoal were burning inside, but it didn't smell any scorched ashes, but a faint, intoxicating fragrance.

If this was the governor's mansion of Yangfan City, or the home of a wealthy merchant in a port colony, the two of them would not be at all surprised; but they saw with their own eyes a large forest in the most desolate, most primitive and most closed forest in the New World. The luxury is comparable to the mansion of the Earl's Palace...

"Several, please don't hold back." Baker smiled reservedly at the three while handing the coat and top hat he took off to the lady beside him.

"Since you are a distinguished guest of Yangfan City, please treat this place as your own home and enjoy it to the fullest."

"You are very kind, Lord Baker."

Looking at the gentle and elegant middle-aged man in front of him, who could not feel any magical reaction at all, An Sen rubbed his chest and saluted: "I am very grateful to you if you are willing to accept our visit."

"Coffee, tea, or appetizing wine?" Baker still smiled:

"There is a very strange plant growing in this forest. The tea soup boiled is not only sober and refreshing, but also removes toxins in the body and improves sleep."

Anson and Phil Crecy looked at each other and smiled humbly: "Wine, thank you."

"But please bring our Lord Draco Wilters (Fair) a pot of tea - he can't drink."

At that moment, Phil looked at Anson with an expression like he was watching the murder of his father and enemy.

"Camille, make a pot of tea and warm a bottle of wine." Baker's eyes moved slightly, and he instructed softly, "Nora go and set up the chairs and tableware first, and tell the kitchen to speed up and not make the guests wait for a long time."

"Yes, father."

"Lulu, take your new friend to visit your room, but don't be too obsessed, remember it when it's meal time."

"Um!"

The girl with white hair like snow happily said in a long skirt of aquamarine and Chinese patterns, she jumped and ran over and grabbed Lisa's hands directly: "Go to my room, my room is very big, there are many, many more. dolls and candies, let's play together!"

Lisa, who seemed to be frightened, shrank her neck suddenly, raised her little head and looked at Anson, with fear and anticipation.

Anson rubbed her messy hair and smiled reassuringly.

Lisa then tried her best to nod her head solemnly, and followed the girl who called herself Lulu Baker happily running up the stairs.

She seems to have misunderstood that I want her to collect information... Uh, forget it, there's nothing wrong with this... Anson, who was talking to himself in his heart, kept smiling, and sat down with Phil Cressy in the greeting of Master Baker. Down.

"Lord Baker, about the situation in Yangfan City and the agreement on your territory..."

"Don't worry about the agreement." Baker interrupted Fer, who was just about to speak, with a smile:

"I'll ask you two to take a good rest tonight. You must be very tired from your journey day and night."

"Thanks a lot then." The master said, and the two had to agree. The inadvertently meeting out of the corners of their eyes revealed a surprise that was not easily noticed.

Is he just being polite, or is he always watching?

Following her graceful steps, Mrs. Camille, who was wearing a long navy blue dress, came over with a tray, and gently handed Anson a glass of warm wine, and then handed the teacups to Phil and her husband respectively.

The wine glass is very delicate, and there are classical patterns protruding on the transparent glass wall-anson has seen exactly the same in the Lund Manor of the Rune family.

Baker took a sip of the tea soup, his broad forehead stretched immediately, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Lord Ludwig (Anson), it's a pity that you didn't have a cup of Baker's collar special strong tea."

"The taste of red wine is also very mellow." Anson praised softly:

"I have tasted Thun's new brew at the Jinshicheng court, and it is on a par with it."

Mrs. Camille raised her snow-colored hair slightly and returned the salute to him meticulously.

Only then did Anson notice that she and the "Miss Lulu" both had white hair and red eyes, while Master Baker and Nora had black hair and brown eyes. In terms of appearance and body shape, father and son were more similar to mother and daughter, even the clothes.

Fer, who was on the side, couldn't help but exclaimed after tasting the tea soup: "It's really a magical drink, I feel that the whole person has a lot of energy - there must be such outstanding local products, it must be due to your governance. "

"You are wrong, all of this is the blessing of the great three true gods." With an implicit smile, Baker said seriously:

"Although they have left forever, their blessings will forever shelter this land and all beings in it; as believers and followers, we should always keep this in mind."

Are the Three Old Gods dead? Except for the Iser elf spell caster in the Thirteenth Council, only a few people in the local old gods know about it; if this Mr. Baker is really from the local area, then his strength and age are probably extraordinary. There won't be such a "young" family... Anson thought quickly.

"Not only remembering the blessings of the true gods, but also inheriting the mission left to us believers." Phil Crecy echoed, as if he was a devout believer of the Three Old Gods:

"Only darkness can reveal light, only blood can lead to eternal life, and only destruction can lead to greatness!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the Bakers and his wife reverently, looking forward to the other side and himself "making the cut".

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Atmosphere...something wrong.

Looking at the Bakers' eyes that suddenly turned cold, Phil's cheeks instantly stiffened with a flattering smile, and his whole body seemed to freeze.

An Sen squinted his eyes calmly, and while he took the wine glass in his left hand and sipped lightly, his little finger was already close to the end of the bayonet handle on his sleeve.

"Please don't mention such deviant remarks."

For a long time, Baker, who took a deep breath, stopped Mrs. Camille, who had been glaring at the two, and said in a stern tone: "The great three true gods have no requirements for their humble believers, we are all just one part of the world they created. They are just members, and there is nothing special about them other than the ability to appreciate the greatness of the true God.”

"Yes, yes, your reminder is really refreshing! We..."

"Let's end the discussion at leisure." Baker interrupted coldly, standing up with the help of Mrs. Camille:

"Please come to the restaurant in a quarter of an hour, and Nora will come to inform the two of you."

After speaking, the Bakers, who seemed to be suppressing their infinite anger, turned and left, leaving Anson and Phil facing each other in the empty hall.

………………

The dinner at Baker Mansion was extremely luxurious. Under the dim candlelight, delicacies from all over the world appeared on the table, especially all kinds of desserts: delicate lemon pie, fluffy and plump nut blueberry pie , date-stuffed cookies with honey, cheesecake adorned with strawberries and blueberries, deep-fried triangular buns covered with a thick layer of frosting, soft and sweet red bean jelly...

All in all, Lisa enjoyed her meal.

Countless kinds of sweets that have been eaten or unheard of, paired with sweet and sour apple juice and mulled wine, are like heaven for girls who love sweets and desserts, and the happiness is unimaginable.

The Bakers also seemed to have forgotten their "little" unhappiness in the living room, and warmly entertained the three of them; Nora, the elder brother, was always by Lulu's side, taking good care of her young sister.

A few hours later, the three people who were enjoying themselves were arranged to sleep in the guest room on the east side of the second floor, and agreed to discuss the covenant with Sail City the next day.

The room is very spacious - the wardrobe is opposite the two large velvet beds, there are separate desks on either side of the bed, and the window is a semi-circular balcony that protrudes out, with a coffee table and three sofas, plus a small wine cabinet. A small relaxation area...

But the moment they pushed open the door of the independent bathroom, the two of them were stunned while being very tacit.

Phil sighed deeply, turned his head to Anson with a tone of deep nostalgia, and said, "I don't know how you feel, but this house reminds me of my childhood."

Anson rolled his eyes at this blatant Versailles behavior.

After closing the door, Phil walked straight to the wine cabinet by the balcony, took out a bottle of rum and shook it at Anson: "I can't see the brand of black rum... Would you like to try it?"

"You are really not ordinary." Anson raised his eyebrows:

"Aren't you worried about being poisoned in the wine?"

"Each each other, Lord Commander Anson Bach, who tried my poison."

The corners of Feir's mouth rose: "Don't worry, when I came in, I sealed the entire room with the power of my bloodline-unless they crashed in directly, they wouldn't be able to hear what we said even if they stood behind the door."

"Even if it is, the possibility of eavesdropping cannot be completely ruled out, such as magic or organs set up in the room."

Anson snorted, and when he entered the door, he noticed the water vapor floating on the ceiling, walls and the carpet under his feet.

As for the ability of Fer Crecy's bloodline power, Louis Bernard had already told him - and even learned another piece of information that he couldn't believe until now.

"There is no absolute insurance plan in this world." Phil shrugged and bit off the cork: "And I don't think if they really want to do it, they don't need to poison at all... They don't even need to bring us into the village. ."

"Since everything has gone well so far - except for some minor accidents - at least it has proved that they have no hostility, or have known our plan and have no plans."

"So... you've been testing?"

"Of course, and before you spoke, I always felt that we cooperated very well!" Feil smiled awkwardly, and immediately showed a meaningful expression:

"But I still think that you should have obtained all the information you need."

Anson didn't speak, and silently took the rum handed over.

A settlement in a virgin forest, aboriginals and colonists coexisting harmoniously, the Baker family who appeared ten years ago, an unimaginably luxurious mansion, devout believers in the Three Old Gods...

"This wonderful Lord Baker, along with his wife and children, are not colonists from the Old World, but genuine natives!"

Anson asserted.

Phil stared straight at him and nodded lightly:

"So... we thought of a piece."

"I don't think so." The expressionless Anson narrowed his eyes:

"Why on earth did you find this settlement, and what to do after finding it... You still haven't told the truth."

"I said, this is an important stronghold and outpost used by the indigenous old gods to monitor every move of Yangfan City - they are not as ignorant of us as many colonists imagined." Fair's expression was sincere:

"We must destroy this place, but before that, we must find out the truth here, and how that Master Baker controlled the entire settlement, so as not to startle the snakes."

"Of course, these jobs were originally supposed to be carried out by the members of the Faithless Knights who were ambushed in the village, but it is a pity that they have all been wiped out."

"So I'm going to go out and investigate tonight, and by the way, I will learn more about the respected Master Baker from the warm and honest villagers; and you will sit here and wait for the good news from you... What do you think?"

"I think it's fine." Anson put down his glass and wrote lightly:

"But isn't it more efficient to walk with two people instead of one person?"

"Huh?" Phil's face was startled:

"I remember an adult reminding me to plan as carefully as possible?"

"Yeah~www.readwn.com~ Anson doesn't smile:

"I also remember a good friend who kept his promise reminding me that there is no absolute insurance plan; if that's the case, why not just take the risk?"

Facing Anson's reasonable request - the bayonet with the hilt of the knife already in his sleeve - Phil Gracie readily agreed to the plan.

The two were very cautious and did not act immediately. Instead, they sat in front of the sofa and waited quietly to avoid the embarrassment of bumping into the Baker family as soon as they went out; The second floor should be the bedrooms and private rooms for the whole family.

As for the only large room on the top floor, it was probably the Bakers' bedroom.

The pocket watch had completely malfunctioned, and the two had to silently count for a few seconds in their hearts, until they silently counted 12,000 before slowly getting up.

And at the moment when the door was opened, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the two who were about to leave, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Two guests, where are you going?"