I will be crowned king

No matter good or bad, he seems to have no second choice now... The reason why the Truth-Seeking Cult "saved" him is that he is suspected of being a false believer. If he doesn't clear his name as soon as possible, it will be more than just the Army Department waiting for him. So simple.

This also made Anson a little curious, because according to a certain chief inquisitor, as long as he kills "Whisper", he can prove his innocence - if there is such a good thing in the world, how many spellcasters will directly ask "companions" in order to get ashore? "We are sharpening our knives. How could we still be in the current situation?"

What Anson can guess is that this matter is not only related to the Tribunal, but also involves the game between the Diocese of Clovis and the Holy See, or between Archbishop Luther and the Pope. The two sides are likely to have made a series of jihads. The compromise and exchange of interests that fall on themselves may be just one of the steps they take to climb the ladder.

On the other hand, if the "whispers" cannot be resolved, even Archbishop Luther cannot save himself.

"So have you thought it through?" The military doctor looked eager to try and pressed the brim of his hat:

"Just nod your head and leave the rest to me; in the name of the military medical chief, I guarantee that there will be no medical trouble with the patient!"

Yes, there will definitely be no trouble... Ansen complained in the bottom of his heart: "I have only one condition: don't force it, let alone do anything beyond your ability, as long as you sense that there is danger..."

"Then stop immediately!" The corner of Hank's mouth raised. "Don't worry. When it comes to making money through war, I admire you greatly."

"But in this matter... please respect the professionals."

As he spoke, he extended his right hand to Anson with a "bring it here" expression on his face.

Holding the information given by the chief judge, Anson looked at him deeply: "I never thought that I am so important to you?"

"That's good, keep this idea and don't change it." Taking the information with a fake smile on his face, the military medical chief joked:

"Don't get me wrong, we are not so desperate for you, we are just thinking about ourselves."

"You don't need to be too moved, we are not that worthy of your trust; it's just that you have given so much, and it would be too rude to not even do such a small favor."

"Are you sure?" Anson raised a brow: "In the entire army, you are probably the only one who can leave whenever he wants. This trip into troubled waters has nothing to do with you."

The military doctor did not deny it: "Yes, but I just want to come."

"……reason?"

"It's nothing special. I just saw your 'plan' succeed again and again, and I just want to see how long you can succeed." Hank took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket:

"So... give us a little surprise, Commander-in-Chief!"

As he spoke, the puffy figure put his coat pocket in his pocket and disappeared from the noisy crowd in the tavern.

………………………………

"About this, Fabian, you must listen to our explanation. It's not that we don't want to help you, it's because the situation is too..."

"We all know your problem, but you definitely know better than us how difficult this matter is. Everyone doesn't treat you as a friend, mainly because..."

"Help! We will definitely help where we need to help, but the person we want to help is you, not the so-called Storm Legion and the outsider named Anson Bach. You are aware of the situation. The Ministry of War has already formulated a complete set of plans. Plan, those people..."

"We have said what needs to be said. There are only two ways in front of you now. Either get rid of the legion that is about to be in trouble. We have arranged a retreat and a new job for you, or... don't blame No one is willing to help you..."

"Don't be so ignorant of the rules. As a royal spy and a former officer of the Guards, your first priority is the stability of the royal family and the country! A small colonial army, relying on good luck to get into the establishment and being complacent in the countryside People are not worthy at all..."

Countless words echoed in his mind. The expressionless Fabian walked through the corridor and walked straight towards the door exit; the officers who passed by or happened to go out either stood there in confusion or surprise, paying tribute to the army colonel. He saluted and watched him pass by with a look of indifference.

When his back was turned, all the eyes turned into regret, resentment, disdain and a sneer ready to watch the fun; it was as if he was watching a stupid fool walking straight towards the execution ground prepared for him, not forgetting to put on his military uniform. , take steps seriously.

When he was about to come to the door, he finally saw the person waiting for him - Karl, who was leaning on the railing and smoking, his hat tilted to one side at some point, and he was looking at the dirt on the ground in front of his feet, as if the small dirt What great secret is hidden in the pit.

"How about it?"

Realizing that someone was going out, the chief of staff suddenly raised his head with a dazed look on his face, his eyes still a little dazed: "Well... Judging from your expression, it should be bad."

"It should be said that it is completely as expected." Fabian, who did not look back, stood at the door and said solemnly, as if he didn't care whether there was anyone eavesdropping behind him:

"My former colleagues all think that people like me are seeking death if they continue to stay in the Storm Legion. They hope that I will leave as soon as possible. They can help me contact other legions or departments of the Ministry of War to do some good work for me. .”

"Well, that's interesting enough." Karl nodded and blew out the smoke: "You...rejected?"

"Yes, that's why I didn't show up at a banquet in a high-end restaurant. Instead, I stood on the street in the biting cold wind, begging for a cigarette from the chief of staff who was sarcastic to me, but he was about to die himself." Fabi An expressionlessly stretched out his right hand:

"Two years ago, I would have thought I was crazy. I was completely crazy. I didn't betray Anson Bach and you guys right away. What a waste of life."

Karl was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly in agreement, and then casually handed over the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth: "Yes, I actually thought you would do this at first, and I almost didn't react when I saw you coming out. ——So what do you think?"

"You shouldn't just ask me about this, you should also ask our outstanding colleagues." Looking at the half-remained cigarette butt, Fabian took it with a look of disgust:

"As far as I know, respected Lieutenant Colonel Alexei made a special trip to the headquarters of the Northern Chamber of Commerce in Clovis City. It seems that he is ready to give up his freedom in exchange for the help of the Roland family."

"We have always been lucky, Lieutenant Colonel Leo, who is always lucky, went to the largest casino in the inner city to show his luck specially blessed by the Ring of Order, and prepared to 'bribe' the informants within the Army Department; I don't doubt that he can win a lot of money , but I'm really worried about whether he can get something more important than money out of there."

"You can rest assured about this, he is not alone." Carl Bain took out another cigarette case from his pocket very comfortably:

"Consultant Chris from the logistics team went with him to find out the win-loss ratio of each casino, what to play to attract the least attention, and how much money you can make without being picked on by the casino... That guy knows it all too well."

"Oh, I didn't know that there are talents in the Legion who specialize in gambling?"

"Yeah, so he's not."

"Then he used to be..."

"Specialized in making false accounts for smugglers and gangsters." Carl Bain lit the fire very calmly: "You also know that... the service industry such as gambling is one of their main business projects."

"It's actually like this. I didn't expect that there are such talents in the Legion." Fabian raised his eyebrows: "But what really surprised me was the cavalry battalion commander Captain Jason, the one who ran to the Storm Legion after being caught for smuggling. Guy, you didn’t join this action?”

"Well, I'm more surprised that you think he didn't join."

Karl laughed: "That guy is with the artillery company commander Jaroshenko now, acting as Leo's spy and supporter. If he encounters a casino with a bad temper, he will cause trouble in public and create chaos so that he can escape. "

"That is to make the best use of people's talents and make the best use of resources... In other words, this is indeed the excellent quality of our Storm Legion." Fabian nodded slightly, lowered his voice and said:

"As for the loyal Lieutenant Colonel Norton Crosell...Has the Commander-in-Chief ever mentioned to you an organization called the Truth Society?"

"Norton is their man, I know that."

While answering nonchalantly, Karl's eyes quickly glanced at the sneaky crowd behind Fabian: "To be honest, I don't think that group of guys can really make any waves. The previous few times were probably just coincidences. .”

"I cannot agree with this. The energy and intelligence network of those people, not to mention Clovis, are obvious to all even in the entire world of order." Fabian suddenly became serious:

"I know a little bit about them because of my professional relationship. It can be said that without the Truth Society, the last riot in Clovis City would never have been so easy to calm down."

"Maybe, but what does that have to do with us?" Karl, who snorted coldly, raised his voice again: "I just came from the Renard family's mansion, and I saw Lieutenant Colonel Julien seemed so confident. We have a sure chance of victory... If this continues, we will be the only unlucky ones to come home empty-handed."

"Of course not, they will only laugh at me, the dignified deputy commander, for being an incompetent hapless man." Fabian smiled at himself: "But you, Chief of Staff Karl... With your connections in the army, there is no empty hand. Is it possible to return?"

"Don't try to hide it, I know...'Brotherhood of the Flag', the famous and trusted Captain Carl Bain - of course now a lieutenant colonel - claims that as long as you are involved, no matter how difficult the inspection is, it can be solved Deal with it calmly without making any mistakes."

"For so many years, the officers and troops under your care should have not to mention three-digit, but two-digit high positions... activate your network, I'm afraid not one-fifth of the entire Clovis Army will be affected by the earthquake. It’s over.”

"Blow, keep blowing, no one will take it seriously anyway!"

Karl seemed very indifferent, even a little dismissive, and didn't take someone's flattery to heart at all: "For a fifth... you might as well just say that as long as I open my mouth, the Army Department will agree to anything!"

"That...of course is the best, but we all know that is impossible."

Fabian shook his head, chewed his cigarette butt and took two steps forward quickly. Almost at the same time, the corners of their eyes caught sight of no less than one figure flashing past in the corridor of the door behind them.

"There is only one way to make the Ministry of War surrender, and that is to unite all the social groups in Clovis City, the Privy Council and even the wealthy businessmen to fight against it, so that they can see clearly that they are isolated. Even if they go to the court, there will be no Anyone would want to support them.”

"The entire city of Clovis, including the officers living in the inner and outer cities, the soldiers themselves, and their families, will be the enemies of the War Department; no one will be willing to be their ally, and there will not be a club or a group. I am willing to support their proposition." Fabian said solemnly:

"As long as we do this, our goals and plans will be successful, and the Department of the Army will end up in court disgracefully."

"Really? Why do I feel that if we follow this standard, we have actually succeeded?" Karl snorted coldly:

"In the entire city of Clovis, among all the nobles in the Privy Council, is there anyone who likes the Ministry of War? Among the middle and lower-level officers, there is one who feels that he can reach where he is now, with his current status and achievements, all because of A gift from the War Department?”

"Obviously not." Fabian said expressionlessly: "They must all feel that this is their own personal efforts, and of course the achievements of the family's efforts. It cannot have anything to do with the Ministry of War - of course, if it is a failure, it will be another It’s happened.”

"So, they can't really get the sincere support of hundreds of thousands of army troops. The so-called 'unity' is just a facade put on by the people below to deceive them."

Karl had an expression of "I know this very well": "After all, even if the Army Department cannot promote you and give you a chance to succeed because you are outstanding, it can deliberately disgust you because you do not cooperate and set you up with various Such obstacles; everyone actually thinks the same thing, just deal with the above, who can really take it seriously?!"

"Of course there are, those are the War Department officials."

Fabian finally showed a smile: "They will only look at the data, reports, documents and various information sent up from below. They will never go to the army to see it in person. Of course, even if they go, it will be useless - there are people like Karl Chief of Staff, with your existence, how could the adults in those departments see results that are different from what they think in their hearts?"

"You will still see it occasionally, and then other people will know it, and you will never let them see it." Karl couldn't help laughing:

"If I'm not mistaken, they are now investigating over and over again whether the legion is united and loyal enough. I guess the results sent below will definitely satisfy them."

"Yes, that's for sure. As for the real result, then..."

The two looked at each other, deliberately showing their smiles to the eyes behind them.