I Will Be The Crowned King

On February 3, 102 of the saint's calendar, the Free Confederation, which had been independent for less than half a year, held her third supreme meeting so far in Beluga Harbor.

Compared with the life and death in the first time, the division of borders, cakes, and handling of post-war matters in the second time, especially the joining of Sail City, the Confederation, which is already the third time, has finally begun to become "regular" a lot, no longer. It is a kind of improvised number, and everyone can speak and vote on the grass team.

The first is to limit the number of participants according to the proposal from Louis Bernard at the last meeting - each colony can only send a limited number of representatives and parliamentarians to participate in addition to the speaker or the governor. Currently, the tentative limit is each colony It's fifty people.

Among the participants, the number of people allowed to vote must be further limited—after rounds of quarrels, compromises, and exchanges of Yili, Sail City was allowed to have 18 people, and Long Lake Town, Red Hand Bay and Black Reef Port were Fifteen people, Gray Pigeon Castle and Winter Torch City are twelve people.

This number is linked to the financial strength and population of each colony, but it also makes certain concessions to the weaker colonies; each colony speaker can put forward motions, and the leader of the Supreme Council can decide the order and number of motions, and the parliamentarians who are allowed to vote Vote anonymously, and the rest of the delegates can only watch the process and results.

When he first heard that this "democratic" conference system was actually proposed by Louis, Anson was really shocked; it was not until Fabien and Alexei explained that he realized that this was actually an empire" A replica of the Imperial State Council"!

As the leader of the parliament, Paulina Frey is almost equivalent to the emperor of the empire. The presidents of the colonies are the grand dukes, and the parliamentarians are the wealthy families, veterans, knights and court nobles of the principalities.

In a sense, the Empire is even more "democratic" than the Free Confederation, because as long as you are a knight, you are theoretically qualified to participate in state councils and meet the emperor on important occasions; you can even express yourself freely Your opinion, no one, even the emperor himself, can easily interrupt your speech.

Of course, the premise is that you must be a knight - which means you must have awakened the power of the bloodline and be loyal to the emperor, or have a noble title of count and above - otherwise none of the above will mean anything to you.

And the reason why this system is designed to be so democratic is that Louis’s purpose is actually obvious: to kick Moby Dick, or Anson Bach, out of the Confederacy’s decision-making level.

Anson has no opinion on this, and he didn't intend to really interfere in the agenda of the Supreme Conference, because there is no need for it - he just sits on the scene and watches the speakers discuss what he wants to discuss, and then he will be rejected by himself. Bought delegates just vote.

So the whole meeting was very successful.

The first is the confusion caused by the previous animal slave trade. Although everyone knew that it was 100% related to Anson Bach, they had no evidence and were very afraid of death, so they pinched their noses and passed the New World Company's trade in animal slaves with unanimous votes. in exchange for Reinhard's investments and low-interest loans in the colonies.

Paulina Frey, who held high the banner of freedom and equality, in the name of the leader of the parliament, passed the bill allowing the granting of freedom and personal redemption to the natives; from now on, the freedom of the natives and slaves will really Totally linked to money.

The second is the top priority of the entire conference, and the fundamental reason for holding this conference - aid and trade agreements for the five eastern colonies.

The latter question is actually very simple, because everyone has nothing to trade with the five colonies, and the results of signing or not signing are similar. The support of each colony will really involve the real interests of each colony.

Taking into account the current economic situation of all parties, it was finally decided that the number of representatives in the parliament should be used to apportion the funds for the support materials. Since they have enjoyed the rights, they should fulfill their obligations.

Although the five colonies were not grateful for this, they did not make any waves; the aid of the entire Free Confederation combined was less than half of the Ice Dragon Fjord, which fully exposed the former's reality and the nature of the protected vassal state.

The general attack of the meeting lasted for a week - considering that the colonies are too scattered, this meeting is likely to be the last opportunity for all parties to gather together, various private transactions, negotiations, and if the alliance is not completed now, there will be cost of ideas later. And the price is not as simple as it is now.

The only thing that is a little regrettable is that it was not possible to wait for Louis Bernard to appear until the last day; it was precisely because of the late arrival of the Governor of Sail City that made the colonies timid when making decisions, delaying the efficiency of the entire meeting. .

But Anson doesn't care about this, his purpose has been achieved - let the Supreme Council hold a formal and important meeting at the place and time designated by him.

What he wants is this result. As for the content, it doesn't matter if there is any result.

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Outside Beluga Harbor, the Supreme Council.

In the center of the front hall, Louis Bernard, who was pacing with his hands behind his back, stopped in front of a painting, his eyes dazzled.

There is nothing outstanding about the oil painting itself, but the theme of the painting is the offensive and defensive battle outside the city of sailing - the city of sailing, the Free Confederation and the Clovis army unite, the golden irises blooming in the wilderness are burning under the smoke and fire of the guns. .

The author's name is also marked below the painting: David Jacques.

And not only this work, almost all of the more than ten paintings in the entire front hall are his works, and the themes are basically related to the colonial independence war; some are tragic, some are bloody, and some are almost full of symbols Meaning, and some are realistic and soul-stirring...

The level of paintings varies from high to low, and even in the eyes of young knights, most of them have nothing to do with "art" and can only be called "commodities"; but there is no doubt about one thing - anyone who enters this hall and sees Those who painted these paintings would not have a favorable impression of the Empire.

For the people and rulers of the Free Confederation, these various paintings will continue to strengthen their memory, let them realize how they got to this point, and why the Confederation became the Confederation.

As this memory is strengthened, the more difficult it becomes for the Free Confederacy to discover hatred of the Empire - because their very existence, power and interests are built on rebellion against the Empire.

A burst of rhythmic footsteps sounded behind him, and the dazed young knight sighed and retracted his scattered thoughts.

"Great building." Louie, who was slowly looking back, whispered to Anson who was walking towards him:

"It took less than half a month to build such a hall that can accommodate 500 people in the wilderness, as well as the accompanying courtyard and walls. It's really amazing."

"I'm afraid it will take two... No, three months may not be able to complete it, and it will only be in a rough state at most, and there will be no decoration."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm afraid Clovis's construction workers are of the same level." Anson smiled:

"I had a technical consultant, and it took us only half a month to complete the building thanks to his help."

"Technical Adviser?"

"He is a mathematician, and he designed a set of interesting equations for us, which can pack the scattered building materials or parts according to certain rules in a short time, and then it only takes a very short time to be in another place. Rebuild." Anson shrugged:

"But because of some misunderstanding, he was wanted by Clovis's trial and was forced to flee to Moby-Dick Harbor, and I hired him at a high salary as a technical consultant for the colony, responsible for weapons research, factory operations, and all... technical issues. "

"…misunderstanding?"

"The Inquisitor of Clovis seems to regard him as an old god, thinking that he can communicate with the evil **** through runes, and even summon the evil god."

"…seemingly?"

"In this respect, Clovis is slightly more open than the Empire, but occasionally there are some talents who study special disciplines. Unfortunately, they are suppressed and even persecuted by the church; fortunately, at least they can still have a place in the colonies. ."

"…"

Although it was clear that the best friend in front of him was answering his question earnestly, and by the way, he expressed his inner feelings with emotion, but for some reason, the always calm young knight suddenly had the urge to draw his sword.

However, after a moment of silence, Louis still showed a faint smile: "I guess... this is the reason why you insist on holding this supreme meeting outside Beluga Port City, rather than directly in the city council?"

"...What?" This time, it was Anson's turn to be stunned.

"Completing a large building in a very short time can simultaneously demonstrate its strength to the Free Confederation and the five colonies in the east, showing that the Ice Dragon Fjord is still strong after the catastrophe and has not been weakened in any way; The halls built by the parliament can also be used as a reason to continue to hold meetings in the future."

The young knight with slightly narrowed eyes seemed to have seen through someone's thoughts completely: "The purpose of placing it outside the city instead of inside is to make the Confederacy mistakenly think that it will not be attacked by Ice Dragon Fjord and Beluga Harbor. However, in fact, the entire building was built at the throat of the Beluga Port overland road, adjacent to the shooting barracks, and far away from the headquarters on the high ground."

"Not only is it sandwiched between two military fortresses, this large building itself is also a very good defense facility; once a war breaks out, it will be the natural land barrier and last line of defense for Beluga Harbor - even if the city is captured, as long as This building is still there, and most of the Beluga Harbor is still under the control of the Storm Legion, so you can make an attack or retreat plan calmly."

"You, who anticipated the empire's counter-offensive plan, have made adequate preparations."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Anson shook his head: "It's just so that the Supreme Council has a place where it can hold meetings, and there is no need to borrow a place from the Beluga Harbor Council."

"No, you know exactly what I'm talking about!"

Louis, whose expression suddenly became serious, stepped forward abruptly, but Anson, who was already a blasphemous mage, failed to escape, and he pressed his shoulders: "It is about the survival of the Free Confederation, and even the survival of all New World colonies. It's time to wait for the moment!"

"I know, you may still be planning to win over the east and make the thirteen colonies form an alliance to force the empire to give up the idea of ​​taking back the colonies; but now it's not just the empire, but the whole world that has ambitions for the colonies! "

"...The whole world?" An Sen's expression finally ceased to be calm, looking at the anxiety that could hardly be concealed on the young knight's face, he couldn't help frowning slightly:

"Did you... have any news?"

"I…"

Just as Louis was about to say something, the door on the side was suddenly slammed open, and Lieutenant Colonel Norton Crosell, who looked flustered, hurriedly rushed into the front hall from the outside, holding an unopened letterhead in his hand.

"Master Commander!"

Breathing slightly, Norton stopped abruptly, saluted and said, subconsciously glanced at the young knight next to him: "I have your letter, it was just sent."

"just?!"

Before An Sen's pupils shrunk suddenly, he couldn't be surprised, and his eyes instantly focused on the stamp of the letterhead - it was the crest of the Franz family!

The reason why he was surprised was because Sophia never used this when she sent him a letter, and only the beloved old boss Ludwig and Archbishop Luther Franz would stamp this stamp on the letterhead.

Countless possible moments flashed in his mind, An Sen took the letter quietly and stared at the commander of the third infantry: "Do you know the person who sent the letter?"

As a member of the Truth Society, Norton, of course, understands what the commander-in-chief is asking: "Know."

"Then..." An Sen held the letter between two fingers, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com shook it gently: "What about the content of the letter?"

Norton didn't answer directly this time, and glanced at the young knight beside him, his slightly opened lips hesitated.

Louis, who saw the expressions of the two, immediately understood. Although his emotions were extremely tense, he still smiled at Anson and said:

"Suddenly I remembered something else, we'll talk later tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and left the front hall, not even giving Ansen a chance to speak.

Looking at the disappearing back of the Governor of Sail City, Norton resolutely closed the entrance door, approached Anson's side, and whispered in a deliberately low voice.

At first, Anson could remain calm, but as the content continued to escalate, his expression began to become extremely anxious like Louis just now.

When Norton stepped back and stood up, Anson's expression finally recovered, but his heart was already a mess: "So... after a thousand years, the church will organize another holy war."

"And we're... the ones that were jihad?"