I Will Be The Crowned King

"If I remember correctly, dear Uncle Joseph, when we met in Long Lake Town, it seemed that it was in a similar situation?"

"Oh no no no... You remembered it wrong, my dear nephew Fabian, this time is a little different from the last time."

"For example?"

"For example, I still had hot coffee last time."

In the prison of the Legion Command, Joseph, who was tied to a chair by shackles and ropes, showed a playful smile and teased Fabian, who was sitting across from him.

However, he only judged based on his voice, because both eyes were covered with thick linen cloth, and there was a wall with a hollowed-out iron fence between the two - thanks to Joseph's own reminder, he could not Look directly into the eyes of a black mage.

"Compared with the warm fireplace and hot coffee, the treatment this time can be said to be very different. I originally thought that the Clovis people would be more kind to their own people. It seems that I think too much." Joseph The husband laughed at himself:

"Of course, I guess there must be a sincere reminder from my dear nephew, otherwise, with your current situation, you probably wouldn't have raised so many resources to deal with a prisoner like me who is no longer useful--you say? , dear Fabian?"

Fabian frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

It is an indescribable feeling to reunite in this way with an uncle who has not seen each other for many years and who was once close.

As a former Guards officer and royal spy, he does not reveal his true feelings in the process of communicating with the negotiating partner, which belongs to the category of basic skills; at the same time, as an excellent migrant worker, he has always adhered to the principle of not bringing life into work.

But this time it seems impossible.

My dear Uncle Joseph, he is like a chess master, he eats himself to death the moment he speaks, keeps teasing his emotions, and turns the interrogation into a nonsense exchange meeting.

In other words, it is usually the first suggestion of the Fabian Council to punish the other party... Physical punishment is not always so practical, but it can solve many of the stubborn problems of the interrogated, especially when the harm touches the spirit.

But...the opposite is Joseph.

It's not because the relatives are soft-hearted, but it's too dangerous to be an excellent black mage. Even if you cover your eyes and gag your mouth, you're not sure whether the person in charge of the torture will be affected - even if Fabien himself doesn't have it. In front of the wall, I didn't have the courage to have a head-to-head dialogue with Joseph.

He claimed that he needed to meet the opponent's eyes to cast spells, but... who knows?

Just in case, Fabian specially prepared this "special cell" for him - there are walls on all sides, only a hollow iron window facing outwards, food and water are sent into the room through the iron window and special equipment to ensure that they are bound in the room. He can reach it on the chair, and there is a toilet bucket next to the chair, which is also within reach.

Even so, he was still uneasy: every time he met with each other, there were at least three grenadiers outside the room. Once they noticed any abnormal behavior or made some noise, they would lock the door from the outside.

This is not all... Outside the cell is the headquarters prison. During the interrogation, at least one lieutenant colonel should be in charge of the prison, and half the infantry regiment is on standby outside to prevent accidents.

In addition, there are secret doors, passwords, rosters, registers, entry and exit records, confession retelling, etc. 20 kinds of security methods, and the Whitehall Street police have to praise them when they see it. textbook.

"You just said 'in the current situation'?"

Resisting the fluctuations in his heart, Fabien said coldly, "What do you mean, do you know something?"

"Just say it casually, don't be so neurotic, dear Fabien." Joseph teased as always:

"You've been chasing after me for more than ten days, can you relax a little?"

"Yes—provided you have to tell me any useful information." The deputy commander raised his brows:

"Fireplace, hot coffee, rum, a twelve-course meal... Tell me about the Crecy family's action plan, all of which will satisfy you."

"I said I don't know, how many times do you want me to repeat it?"

"Repeat until you tell the truth, Uncle Joseph."

"How can you be sure that I must be lying?"

"I... just... can."

"...I really hope you can take off the blindfold, so that I can roll my eyes at you."

Joseph "looked" at the persevering Fabian, couldn't help but sigh, and said in a very emotional tone: "You know... When I set out from Beigang, I never thought that I would have the chance to see it again. you."

"Or from the moment I got on the boat, I never thought that I would still be alive; I gave all my money to my brother not because I loved my family so much, but because I really, really wanted to. left."

"Get rid of everything in the past, start a new life in a new world where no one knows me, and live a life that truly belongs to me. That kind of life... It's so attractive!"

Just like all the old people who recalled the glorious years, Joseph suddenly became excited, and his slightly trembling body seemed to have found his former self.

"First time sailing by boat, first time setting foot on unfamiliar land, first time dealing with pirates, first time contacting the power and magic of bloodline... Starting from scratch, starting from scratch, overcoming obstacles and struggling to survive!"

"Dear Fabien, you must understand how charming I am talking about this life; don't deny it, I know you absolutely don't like it, but you can definitely understand, understand that, that kind of transcendence, and The feeling of the world being the enemy!"

Facing the excited Joseph, Fabian, who was behind the bars, was expressionless and nodded slightly.

Climb the Dawn Ice Peak, move to Eagle Point, Carindia Harbor Attack, Sneak Attack on Climbing Tower, Great Rotation, Ysir King's Court, Beluga Harbor Riot, Winter Torch Incident, Black Reef Harbor Siege, Sail City big counterattack...

He not only understood it, but also deeply experienced it under the leadership of Anson Bach, a wise boss.

And I hate this kind of life even more!

"It was at that time that I met the Faithless Knights... and the Crecy family behind them." Joseph continued:

"Don't be jealous that I didn't write you a letter. If I dared to have anything to do with you in that situation, it wouldn't be of any help to your career and resume - in fact, I've already regarded myself as someone who died once. already."

"Really?" Fabian sneered:

"It seems that the 'gift' given to you by the Crecy family is quite rich."

"Believe it or not, dear Fabian - but before the Storm Division arrives at Moby Dick, the Crecy family is the only hope for all Western immigrants."

Joseph said lightly: "Their plans... or ambitions, have given us poor and unwilling people an unprecedented opportunity."

"What chance do you have to follow a group of second-rate criminals to death?"

"As sarcastic as you want, but even with you disrupting the situation, they're almost there - and it's easier than expected." Joseph shook his head:

"Originally, they had to think about how to establish an effective rule after destroying the Empire's power in the New World; but your amazing boss has integrated all the scattered colonies, destroyed the foundation of the Empire's rule in the New World, and built it with his own hands. Free Confederation..."

"Now, they only need to think about how to eliminate you."

Fabian raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"for example……"

Joseph, who naturally took over the topic, suddenly stopped, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily:

"I do not know either."

In an instant, Fabian felt his heart beat faster, and his breathing stopped for several seconds.

The professional quality of the former Guards officer made him realize that this was a huge flaw. It is very possible that Joseph could easily control his emotional changes through the slight heartbeat and breathing rate.

So he turned around decisively and left without any sign - since the initiative has changed direction, this trial has no meaning to continue.

"Be careful, my dear Fabian."

Just as he was about to go out, Joseph suddenly said: "I know that even if I persuade you to leave now, it may be useless, but I still want to remind you-because you are my nephew, I can't just watch you go. die."

"Leave Beluga Harbour, leave Ice Dragon Fjord, make up a reason to leave here, go to any other colony to survive this winter, and then..."

"boom--!"

The heavy sound of the iron door made the words come to an abrupt end.

Joseph, who was interrupted, was startled, and the words he was about to say were gagged; but there was no anger, impatience, or helplessness on his face.

On the contrary... the corners of the slightly trembling mouth rose involuntarily.

He will come back, and he will definitely ask himself about this matter again, digging out even a little bit of information about the relevant person from his mouth.

Joseph is very confident... He has already seen that his nephew is actually very similar to himself. He is far less loyal to his boss than he seems. The reason why he works for him is just out of frustration; It is the first important thing in his heart.

When that day comes, he will come to find himself, release himself, and then escape from this **** with himself.

Incognito, overcoming obstacles, overcoming difficulties, fighting side by side, and then everything starts again.

Full of exciting adventures, the life-and-death competition with former friends and now enemies, the crisis on the front line of survival... The glorious days are coming back.

"Yes, he will come back."

Lightly pursing the corners of his mouth, Joseph muttered to himself.

………………

Beluga Harbour Council, VIP suite.

William Gottfried, carrying a suitcase, walked into the room and surveyed his surroundings; from the moment he stepped into the Parliament, he was stunned by the luxury here.

According to the introduction of the secretary named Alan Dawn, this was a specially expanded guest room to welcome the local chancellor of the exchequer, and the level of luxury was comparable to the professor dormitory of St.

"The log floor and marble steps seem to have the same resource endowment as in the legend, but the processing technology seems to be mainly manual, and there are not many traces of mechanical processing..."

"The building materials are mainly masonry, but you can see a small amount of metal furniture... So the output of the steel factory in the city is probably not high, and it is basically used to supply the needs of the military factory..."

"Heating pipes? So the colony has already mastered some machining techniques. It may be brought by the army, or it may be an immigrant mechanic, but the technology is very crude. I am afraid that only very few places can enjoy this technology..."

"The facilities in the room are very luxurious, but I couldn't find a desk or anything to read... Well, I guess there shouldn't be a school here, and they probably don't think they need these..."

While talking to himself, William sat on the bed and packed his luggage; the bed was soft, the texture of the leather blanket and the faint scent of perfume on it reminded him of the history professor who had helped him countless times, Mei S Hornard.

In William's impression, the professor seemed to be sitting on unimaginable wealth, and his daily expenses far exceeded his normal income by more than five times; but he didn't say much, after all, college professors earned extra money or pulled Investing is nothing new.

Most importantly, he was the only professor who defended himself when he was expelled from the academy.

However, the end of the professor did not seem to be very good. He died in the Clovis City riot at the end of the 100th year of the saint's calendar... This made William very sad; without the information provided and organized by Professor Mace Hornard, he was The research on runes has slowed down a lot.

It was also from that time ~www.readwn.com~ that he accidentally became the target of the trial, and was also misunderstood that he was related to the Old God Sect.

If he had a chance, he really wanted to talk to the inquisitors and tell them that he didn't have time to care about those meaningless mutants, and that the runes left by Saint Isaac were not out of curiosity and wanted to be a wizard whatever, they have a more important role.

For example... issue corresponding warnings in advance of imminent risks and crises.

"Um?"

Feeling the scalding sensation on his chest, William stretched his right hand into the guide, and took out a sterling silver pendant from his neck—three overlapping, hollowed-out ancient runes,

The expressionless William raised the slightly trembling pendant with **** to the front of his usual line of sight; the three overlapping runes began to separate, forming an interactive circle similar to the "Ring of Primordial" as if dissolved; Among them, the rune representing "time" was rapidly melting, the one representing "distance" remained motionless, and the last "gazing" rune was constantly twisting.

The three runes are constantly overlapping, separating, and constantly changing between liquid and solid. The icy sterling silver seems to have life at this moment, and the melted liquid does not drip, but the rising mid-air is surrounded by the surrounding silver. Devour, operate in a state that completely violates the normal laws of physics.

William stared at the changing hanging ornaments, and slowly turned his eyes to the door he closed, and began to count down in his heart: five, four, three, two...

"Dong dong dong!"

Unexpectedly, a crisp knock sounded on the door.