I will be crowned king

"Nicholas, what on earth are you talking about?"

In the throne hall, where only two figures, one big and one small, were left, Anne Herred, who had her back to the throne, was stunned in place, looking at the young king in front of her, her son, in disbelief: "Requesting reinforcements from your uncle? I should do this kind of thing..."

"You never mentioned me to me, mother." Nicholas shook his head:

"No doubt, I guessed this myself... I have no evidence, but I can vaguely realize that there must still be contact between you and the Herred royal family; since there is, then in times of crisis, I want to express my gratitude to those closest to you in times of crisis. It’s completely normal for people to seek help.”

"Based on this, as well as your previous composure and the fact that you still dared to deal with the opponent when facing the army's rebellion, I can only think that you may have other trump cards in your hand; and that... must be the empire's army. , am I right?"

The little king looked up at his mother, as if he had guessed the dinner dishes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly proudly.

Anne Herald was stunned.

But she quickly adjusted her mood and regained her former composure; even in the palace, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be some traitorous spy in the corner.

"In that case, are you convinced that this is the right move?" the Queen Mother asked, her expression a little complicated: "You must know that the Clovis people are different from the other countries in the Order World. They have their own pride. ; After all, this is the only country that has not completely surrendered, and even dares to confront the emperor alone."

"If your throne ultimately depends on the emperor's army to maintain it, wouldn't you worry that you would be abandoned by the entire country and become a king despised by your subjects?"

She originally thought that these words would stimulate the young king's immature self-esteem, but the fact seemed... just the opposite.

"Pride of your own? What a ridiculous thing...it's just the self-righteousness of the lower-class untouchables." Nicholas snorted coldly with a look of disgust on his face, showing his deep disgust:

"In the final analysis, too many victories in the past have given some people a confidence that does not belong to them... But now this self-confidence has obviously made them forget their own identities. How dare they challenge the throne?"

"In the final analysis, anything is good for the Kingdom of Clovis, but first they must belong to me and the royal family of Osteria; if even this prerequisite no longer exists, this country will even want to control me in turn. , then no matter how good it is, there’s nothing worth cherishing.”

"Even if it is given to my imperial uncle, or burned to ashes, I will never give it to a group of rebellious people!"

"So mother, please write as soon as possible and ask your uncle to mobilize his army as soon as possible. I can provide him with any help I can - as long as he still recognizes me as the only legitimate ruler of Clovis and guarantees that Clovis Wei will not be merged into the empire and become a lord under the emperor, then there is nothing that cannot be discussed."

As he spoke, the little king took the Queen Mother's right hand, with a hint of flattery on his sincere cheek.

It was that faint smile that completely touched Anne Herred's heart.

"Yes, you are indeed your father's son." She said in a daze, her expression obviously a little absent-minded: "Like your father and grandfather, you are all born to be a king and a king who rules others."

This seemed to be a compliment, but it was slightly flattering, but the little king was indifferent and still stared at his mother, waiting for her reply.

"I understand. I will write a letter home to the emperor of the empire as you wish, asking him to send troops to save the Osteria royal family as soon as possible." Anne Herred took a deep breath and said slowly:

"But I also want to remind you that your uncle is also an ambitious man; conquering Clovis is his lifelong dream; as long as there is an opportunity to incorporate Clovis into the empire, he will never give up of."

"Of course I understand that."

The little king nodded quickly: "So I will never give him such a chance... If the imperial army intends to occupy Clovis City instead of returning it, I will fight side by side with the royalist nobles again and remove the imperial people from Drive them out within our borders; don’t worry, mother.”

"Well, may the Ring of Order protect you, my good son."

With a doting look in her eyes, the Queen Regent, who was originally planning to launch an attack, turned around and left without any worries. She was only thinking about how to use tactful words and where to be tough, so that the royal brother could fully understand. , becoming the sharp blade that protects the Osteria royal family.

Of course, the most important thing is that Nicholas...the son he missed finally grew up and became a king who was not inferior to his father.

But the proud Queen Mother failed to notice that the moment she turned around, the little king's eyes suddenly became sharp and playful.

It is obviously very unwise to place all your hopes on "foreign aid" that is not 100% foolproof; therefore, Nicholas does not fully expect that his uncle can abandon his selfishness and save himself unconditionally.

Everything he saw today made the little king completely understand two things: First, the National Assembly is really powerful, and due to various reasons, its emergence has been expected by the public in a sense and is completely unshakable.

Secondly, although not all reformers agree to depose the royal family, if the royal family is determined not to compromise and accept reforms, then these forces, large and small, united under the banner of the National Assembly, do not mind completely overthrowing themselves.

If they really fight to the end, the Osteria royal family will indeed need to become an enemy of the entire Kingdom of Clovis.

Therefore, Nicholas planned to make two preparations. The first was of course to seek assistance from the empire and kill all the traitors who threatened the royal family; even if the cost was to weaken the kingdom and kill one hundred and twenty thousand people, he would not hesitate.

And if things don't go well, then it seems like it's not a bad idea to join the National Assembly... It's okay to become a puppet. As long as the name can be preserved, there is still the possibility of turning over.

This is the king's prerogative, just like what happened between his father and all his ancestors and the rebels - the king can lose ten thousand times, but as long as he wins once, he can regain everything he lost.

Of course, if that were the case, my dear mother might have to make a small sacrifice for the future of the Osteria royal family...

Sighing softly, the regretful little king could no longer hide the smile on his lips. He quickly turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor without raising his head.

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"...Therefore, the Osteria royal family will never give up."

In the dining room of Franz's mansion, Sophia, who was holding a wine glass, looked at Ludwig and William Cecil on both sides of the opposite side, and said in a vowed tone: "As long as there is a chance, they will definitely try their best to take it back." The power they think they have; this fight is not over yet and we must not let down our guard!"

This is a private dinner. In addition to entertaining his allies, the Minister of War has carefully prepared a sumptuous meal. The more important purpose is to unite the consensus of his own camp - in short, to continue to maintain hostility towards the royal family. Don't relax because of "little accidents" that happened during the day.

But the two men who were valued by the girl looked at each other, obviously not expressing the same views as her.

"Well, Sophia, we agree with you, really." Sensing the gaze of the Beigang representative, Ludwig felt his scalp numb and had to stand up and express his position first:

"But you have to admit that Nicholas Osteria's performance today was really excellent, and it was far beyond everyone's expectations; he used a bold move to not only win the love of Clovis City, but also win the love of Clovis City. To have won the love of the royalists, the army and the National Assembly; I must say that was quite an achievement."

"yes."

William Cecil on the side also nodded seriously and agreed: "I won't say much about the situation in the army. The National Assembly, which originally planned to overthrow the throne, except for a small group of people from the Black Flag Party, The rest are all expressions of support for Nicholas.”

"Those people... they are very easy to be satisfied, and they are also easy to be bribed by small favors. Yes, I admit all these." William Cecil sighed helplessly: "But I must also admit that if you want to face the royal family, Confrontation would never be successful without their support.”

"Even, you have to follow their wishes." Ludwig added with a very serious expression:

"Don't say I didn't warn you. If you stand up and go against everyone publicly at this time, you will not only fail to win over any supporters, but your life may be in danger."

"Of course I understand that!"

Seeing the obviously unsupportive attitude on the other side, Sophia's expression was a bit ugly: "But have you ever thought about it, if this is a smoke bomb released by the royal family to buy time for the empire to provide assistance, what should we do?!"

"Ah, this is very simple." Ludwig put down the glass of wine in his hand indifferently: "Anyway, the empire's reinforcements come either from the land or from the sea; let's ignore the sea for now. If it's on land, then we can only attack. There are two options: the vast soil and the attack on our western defense line."

"As for Hantu, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the François royal family is currently in the city of Clovis, and we have reached an offensive and defensive alliance agreement with them; and if the target on the other side is the western defense line, the standing army is also returning to its garrison at any time. You can enter a state of combat readiness."

"As for the maritime aspect, I also ask the Minister of War that there is nothing to worry about."

William Cecil also took the opportunity to add: "The naval fortress in Northport has just updated its artillery this year, and our warships have gradually completed the modification of steam turbines. As for a single warship, its maneuverability and firepower exceed that of the Empire. of a traditional sailing battleship.”

"So what you're saying is that there won't be any problems?"

Although her inner worries were resolved, Sophia did not smile because of it. There was still a bit of unhappiness in her every move: "The trouble has been solved, everything is safe, right?"

The girl's resentment was almost written directly on her face as she stared at the two guys who clearly had no intention of cooperating with her.

"That...that's not the case."

Ludwig sighed, hesitated for a moment, and seemed a little helpless: "Then what do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple, recognize the true face of the Osteria royal family, and don't terminate the original plan just because of Nicholas's performance!" The girl who suppressed her anger snorted:

"I am not a completely unreasonable person who cannot recognize the reality. In fact, I agree that it is best not to really kill the little king or massacre the entire royal family... But if the current situation continues, wouldn't you Do you think things are developing in a direction beneficial to the royal family?"

"If we continue as we are now, maybe it won't be long before all our previous efforts will be in vain, the constitutional code that we finally completed will become a piece of paper, and the National Assembly will be in vain... So what we have done from our efforts after the mutiny to now , what’s the point anyway?!”

When they heard the word "Constitution", their expressions finally became serious, but it was not the seriousness that the girl hoped for.

"Sophia...did Anson Bach tell you about his next plan?"

Ludwig asked cautiously.

"Him? Of course not!" Regarding this question, the Minister of War was obviously a little more offended and annoyed, plus incomprehensible annoyance: "That bastard...he is even less concerned about this matter than you are!"

"Oh, then...where did the Lieutenant General go?"

"Who knows where he went, I don't care anyway!"

Although she said this, the girl with an awkward face still snorted and gave a hesitant answer: "It seems... you are going to attend a friend's housewarming, right?"

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Outside Clovis, Lund Manor.

Sitting at the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar dining table, Anson tried to maintain his inner calm and looked at the young man sitting on the main seat opposite; that was a young man of only eleven or twelve years old, wearing a loose priest robe and a wide-sleeved windbreaker, but He smoked a cigar leisurely like an elderly man, and the lingering smoke lingered throughout the room, making the already white cheeks under the dark blue hair look even more childish.

"Although I did send you an invitation because I officially moved to Lund Manor today, which is considered to be following some ancient traditions, I should have said that if I meet you again next time, I will not If I stop my hand again, I will kill you directly."

Machiavelli, who was gentle and very polite, said the cruel words in the calmest voice: "You should remember this, Anson Bach!"