I will be crowned king

There is no way back.

Looking at the figures pouring into the factory from behind the wall, Cavalry Captain Jie gritted his teeth and refused to hide completely in the bunker even at the risk of being hit by a stray bullet.

Compared with the well-equipped Storm Legion, although there are not many people on the opposite side, the individual firepower is not inferior at all; not only are a large number of breech-loading rifles, shotguns and infantry cannons installed, but there are even high-precision rifled rifles equipped with aiming equipment. gun.

Not to mention the army, this kind of weapon is considered a luxury item even in Clovis City. It is a high-end product that is more expensive than the Commander-in-Chief’s beloved Borni—in fact, Anson prefers the cheap Leopold. A rare thing that can only be seen by nobles when they go hunting.

Well, why would a small cavalry captain know this kind of thing? It goes back to when Captain Jason was engaged in smuggling business in the Eastern Fortress. When he was caught by the superiors, he had no choice but to run to Eagle Point City. At that time, he was still a The story of the time when the Storm Regiment was recruited...

Although the city of Clovis had previously relaxed its weapons ban due to the mutiny, only the simplest front-loading rifles were circulated to the public. Infantry cannons and rifled guns were available... This can already be used as evidence to prove that the "thugs" who attacked the factory "The wealthy Clovis family is definitely involved!"

"Boom-boom-boom-!"

Violent artillery fire exploded in the streets, and solid bullets kept hitting the walls and doors of the factory buildings. Although the masonry and concrete walls were not afraid of this small-caliber infantry cannon, they could suppress it. The artillery fire can still interrupt the frequency of counterattacks by the soldiers behind the bunker, allowing the enemy to approach the factory faster.

For the first time since joining the Storm Legion, the cavalry captain had a premonition that "this time he might really lose his life", even though he knew that reinforcements were definitely on the way and would never lose to the opponent.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, especially when he felt that the crime of "Storm Legion's first defeat" might be hanging on his head. "Damn it, is that technical consultant okay? He's already half It’s been an hour!”

"Uh...it seems like it's still not okay."

The guard who was yelled at also looked quite embarrassed: "In Professor William's words, if he is about to succeed, we will see it immediately."

"Seeing... what does it mean to see immediately?" The cavalry captain didn't understand at all: "Is it possible that he is tinkering with some special weapons, such as cannonballs that can fly out automatically and hit the enemy, and can also explode?"

"Sir, sir, the thing you mentioned already exists. We usually call it a rocket..."

"Shut up!"

Compared to the depressed cavalry captain, William Gottfried at this time was completely immersed in the joy of acquiring new knowledge, and the mystery and weirdness of the "Law of Desire" was gradually being removed by his own hands.

Walls, blackboards, roofs... Some of the "ghost symbols" all over the room are fragmented, some seem to be burning, some have strange colors, some are constantly twisting, blending, and deforming... Thousands of them have merged and become complete. The whole thing seems to be some kind of living thing with a body.

In the middle of such a strange room, even Elizabeth, who had no intention of living, could not hide her inner fear. She could only rely on concentrating on her work to prevent herself from becoming aware of more taboo knowledge; even so, she occasionally glimpsed William. The look in the back doesn't look like he's looking at a paranoid scholar, it's more like...

monster.

"boom--!!!!"

The artillery fire outside the factory was deafening, and William, who was unaware of it, stared at the wildly changing runes in front of him, his eyes shining with incredible brilliance.

Interesting...so interesting...

The prerequisite for the so-called "wish to come true" must be to never hide one's heart. In other words, one must "integrate" one's consciousness into the law. Furthermore, the number of wish-makers in the field must be The more there are, the more powerful the law itself is.

The body of the curse mage is just an empty shell, and the realm of laws is the real body... In other words, the other party's laws can strengthen itself by realizing wishes.

As an act of making a wish, the initiative is completely in the hands of the person making the wish; only when the person making the wish takes the initiative, can the law field have the power to "whether it is realized or not". Similarly, only at the moment when the wish is fulfilled, the person making the wish will accept it. Desire, completely let go of your heart.

And "the number of wishes is limited"...the restriction is completely in the hands of the Curse Master, and the purpose is also very pure. Unlimited wishes will lead to an imbalance in the dominance of the field.

The essence of the "magic" of the conjurer is the embodiment of the twisted law, and the distorted law can of course not only be controlled by the subject of the domain, but also can be used by anyone in the domain, as long as he fully grasps the law itself—— Therefore, the battle between conjurers is a battle between laws and laws.

Just like Anson Bach's "Law of Planning", as long as he masters the most basic logic, anyone can try to meet the conditions of the law itself and achieve his own goals when he opens his field - this is the same as making fire by drilling wood. Using water vapor to drive a steam core makes no difference.

Machia's field of laws, however, behaves like a "special case"... But there are no special cases in this world. No matter how complicated the riddle is, there must be an answer to it.

"So... do you dare to make a bet with me?" William, who tried to open his overwhelmed eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, picked up the chalk: "The answer is already right in front of you."

"boom--!!!!"

There was another loud noise. Although the cannonball did not blast open the factory door, everyone knew that it was only a matter of time.

The Guards Company stood ready behind the gate, and everyone was prepared for the worst. The soldiers polished their bayonets silently, and the officers took their weapons and stood in the front row.

"Elizabeth, stop."

"well?"

The former attendant of the Judgment Knights was stunned for a moment. She was breaking out in a cold sweat and didn't even dare to raise her head: "What, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just...enough." William chuckled, and stretched out his left hand behind him without looking back: "Now, tear off the last line of data on the piece of paper you have, and put it in my hand. .”

"the last line?"

"The last line, no doubt, I have calculated your speed and it will not be wrong - the last data, as long as we have that, we can decipher the law that hangs over Clovis City."

"That is to say..."

Elizabeth's throat twitched: "Did you know the results of the data from the very beginning?"

"Well, who knows?" William smiled: "Anyway, we can't be sure until we see it."

"So is it my judgment that is wrong, or do I already know the answer to the mystery, or can the answer be determined only at the moment when the data is confirmed..."

"Do you want to bet?"

He looked up at the sky, his expression extremely mocking.

……………………

"Everyone is here - ready to meet the enemy!"

The hoarse shouts of the cavalry captain echoed under the eaves of the factory. He was answered by hundreds of silently cocked rifles and resolute eyes waiting for orders.

Looking at the enemy figures who had gathered outside and were ready to rush in at any time, the cavalry captain couldn't help but sigh. He stopped paying attention to the pocket watch in his hand and began to think about how to divide and strangle the incoming enemies when the factory door was breached.

Although the opponent is well-equipped and has a lot of spellcasters and talented people mixed in, but unless the factory can be directly blown into the sky, this variable is not enough to reverse the terrain advantage - as long as the factory is not lost, your side will have absolute control. Advantage.

The only troublesome thing is that as long as the war spreads to the inside of the factory, it will be difficult to ensure that a few elites will not break into it... There is nothing to worry about on my side, but the technical consultant who refuses to retreat is a big trouble.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-!!!"

The door began to shake, and dust fell like snowflakes. The slight touch stimulated everyone's nerves like a knife.

"Fire in line, get in position!"

The cavalry captain yelled at the soldiers as he walked down the stairs. He also deliberately slowed down and pretended to be calm: "The enemy is already like a dead man. Our task is to do everything possible to hold them up and hammer nails into their coffin boards." —Fire!”

The thunderous gunfire burst out with a light more dazzling than a lighthouse. Even if shrouded in smoke, the soldiers could still see the ferocious and twisted faces on the opposite side.

The cavalry captain's eyes widened, but his expression was just incredulous.

Through the gunfire and gray-white smoke, in addition to the guys who attacked the factory, he also saw a few unfamiliar figures.

…………………………

"Finally caught up!"

Looking at the factory street opposite where gunfire kept ringing out, Cole Dorian grinned and lowered the brim of his hat, trying not to let his tired expression be noticed by those around him.

"Yes, with such an exaggerated scale, it seems that the other party is really reckless." Fabian on the side agreed, and at the same time deliberately glanced in the direction of the battlefield, not paying attention to the actions of the chief inquisitor beside him. .

"Then as originally agreed upon, our Storm Legion will block all surrounding streets and entrances and exits to ensure that nothing slips through the net. Of course, the most important thing is that nothing that happens will be spread."

Fabian lowered his voice: "To the outside world, it is said that an old god sect organization took advantage of the chaos to attack the military factory and was suppressed by the inquisitor of the Seeking Truth Order. No one involved in the case survived... What do you think of this statement?"

"Absolutely! Your Excellency, Deputy Commander, you seem to be very skilled." Cole Dorian couldn't help but smile, with a slightly amused expression:

"It seems that when you were in the colony, you often dealt with this kind of trouble for Anson Bach?"

"Sorry, I have no idea what you're talking about."

The deputy commander of the legion had an expressionless face: "As a subordinate, it is your job to carry out the orders of your superiors. I'm sorry to use such words... Please don't mention it again in the future."

Seeing the other party's serious look, the chief judge didn't say anything more, smiled and waved his hand behind him, and dozens of judges walked out of the crowd and headed towards the factory.

Behind them, the blockade composed of the second and third infantry regiments of the Storm Legion controlled all the surrounding community streets. Even nearby militia groups and factory workers were arranged to evacuate, and all had been cleared in advance.

And all of this was happening at the same time as the assassins were laying siege to the factory.

"Inform all troops to strictly adhere to their posts and focus not on the Leiden factory, but on the periphery."

Watching the judges leave, Fabian turned around and warned behind him: "No one is allowed to come near, especially the Whitehall Street police and the militiamen. Do you hear this clearly?"

"Understood, but..." Alexey, who was frowning, couldn't help but said: "Are you really not going to reinforce Jason and the others? The people stationed in the military factory are our own people, just in case..."

"Nothing unexpected!"

Somewhat unexpectedly, this time Fabian acted very resolutely, leaving no room for error after saying: "I understand what you are worried about, but this time just believe in Cor Dorian and the others... things you shouldn't know. , it’s better not to know.”

"Wait, if you want to say that, wouldn't Jason and the others..."

"That's it, Alexey!" Norton, who was standing behind, quickly pressed the shoulder of the commander of the 2nd Infantry Regiment: "Fabian has already said it, and there will be no results if we continue to argue."

"W-how can you even..."

"Just because... you know the reason, I understand that this is the best result." Norton's tone was meaningful: "Think about why you and I were sent to seal the scene. There are many It’s good to know things in your heart.”

Alexei's eyes flickered, recalling the scene of being ambushed in the tavern, and he vaguely understood something.

The other party not only knows his identity, but also knows the power of his bloodline. This is definitely not something everyone knows even in the empire; even in order to maintain the honor of the Fire Knight bloodline, even those who know the inside story will often avoid it. Instead of talking about it.

Could it be...

Seeing that he finally calmed down, Norton and Fabian looked at each other. The latter nodded slightly and turned his attention to the direction of the factory again.

Although the two of them were completely relieved to hand it over to the judge of the Truth-seeking Order, the cautious Fabian was not completely without his own back-up plan - if the other party failed to deal with the attacker as quickly as promised, he would also If there were signs that the Leiden Military Factory had been captured by the opponent, he would still order to narrow the encirclement and shell the streets outside the factory, forcing the opponent to try to escape.

"However, not only can he have a relationship with the apostle family, win over the sponsorship of the Archbishop Clovis family, and become a loyal minister appointed by the royal family, he can also practice closely with the judge... Commander-in-chief Anson Bach is indeed an extraordinary person. What an extraordinary person." Fabian, who was talking to himself, couldn't help but sigh.

Suddenly, as if an hallucination suddenly appeared in his vision, the stunned deputy commander of the legion subconsciously stretched his right hand to his eyes, looked around again, and tentatively looked at the two people behind him:

"Do you...do you feel like the surroundings are..."

"...Darker?"