I will be crowned king

Sitting in the carriage that was moving smoothly, Anson looked at the Rune Ring in his hand. The sterling silver ring fit perfectly with the scenery outside the window, and the ancient castle shrouded in mist in the distance was placed in the ring hole.

The outer ring of the sterling silver ring has a winding rose pattern, and the inner ring is a string of ancient imperial words connected end to end: "Blood connects us." The ring is inlaid with a velvety sapphire, and the polished mirror is engraved with the original. Ring shape.

The ring itself is very delicate, and the sapphire on it alone can probably buy my whole outfit, but there is no trace of magic attached to it.

Of course, it may be that it is so cleverly hidden that it is difficult to discover. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to explain why the Rune family rushed to Clovis Cathedral to seize Professor Mace Honnard as soon as possible after discovering that Professor Mace Honnard might have betrayed him. Its kill...

Only by accepting this ring can the Luen family feel free to leave with Lisa; because this means that to a certain extent, they will be tied to the interests of the Luen family.

What the Luen family needs most right now is to recover the losses caused by Mace Hornard as soon as possible; at the same time, Anson must also come up with a future plan that at least seems relatively reliable to prove that he has the ability to replace Mace Hornard. Honnard's qualifications.

The first is to stop the loss, and then the long-term goal - Mace Honard's plan is to sideline the Osteria royal family and let the Old Gods and the Rune family become the actual power behind the scenes in the kingdom; Anson wants to completely replace him position, we must come up with a plan that looks more favorable and feasible.

That is to prove one's worth, but also to make the other party believe that one is on the same side as them.

………………

"war?"

"Yes, the best way to recover all the losses caused by the Luen family during the riot is to participate in a war!"

With a confident smile on his face, Anson turned his gaze from Thalia's confused face to the window. His sight seemed to penetrate the mist that obscured everything, and saw the city of Clovis lined with high-rise buildings and factories.

"Due to the previous Elf Ambassador incident at St. Isaac's College, the Kingdom of Clovis has made up its mind to launch a punitive war against the Elf Kingdom of Iser. Coupled with the ongoing war with the Empire that has not yet ended, Ke The Kingdom of Luo Wei is currently at war on all sides."

"But from the perspective of a Clovis soldier, this is not a very dangerous situation: yes, the empire is very powerful, but the burden of war is also heavier on them; in each battle, they need to spend the equivalent of Clovis We need five times or even ten times the resources to put materials and soldiers on the designated battlefield."

"The Elf Kingdom of Yser is just the opposite. They are too weak. In the past hundred years, Clovis has always wanted to plunder land and wealth from this poor and weak country. What is missing is always an opportunity and a reason."

"And the reason why the Clovis people are so confident that they can invade another kingdom while resisting the invasion of the empire is because we hold a trump card in our hands that our enemies can't even think of!"

"...Clovis City?"

"Exactly!"

Anson pointed out the window: "It is precisely because there is such a city, which is connected by railways to ports, factories, farms, mines... constantly swallowing up countless steel, coal mines, whale oil, wool... various resources, and possesses the future Digesting all of this into commodities and sending them to cities in every corner of the world is the key to Clovis’s survival!”

"Those factories that can continuously provide rifles, artillery, ammunition and all kinds of military supplies to the front line are the reason why Clovis is so confident that he dares to go to war with two enemies!"

"Leiden, Borne, Leopold... In the past, these arsenals that were related to the combat effectiveness of the Kingdom's army were almost all controlled by families and forces close to the royal family. No matter how much money the rest have, no matter how good they are, Technology can’t get orders from the Army and Navy.”

"But now the situation is completely different - riots destroyed a large number of factories outside Clovis, factories were shut down, and workers turned into thugs; and at this time, the army was still preparing to invade another country..."

Thalia nodded slightly and immediately grasped the key point of Anson's words:

"Do you want the Luen family to seize this opportunity and enter the military industry?"

"Rifles, artillery, military uniforms, backpacks, pack animals and carriages for transportation...anything that the army needs can be used. Of course, this will be a lot of expense, but it doesn't matter, because the Church of Order will definitely be happy to pay for this kind of money." The money factory puts out loans!"

Speaking of this, Anson deliberately paused for a moment to give the girl some time to dream about that wonderful future:

"One year...two years at most. As long as this war lasts for more than two years, the gains of the Luen family will be enough to make up for the losses caused by this riot; the Luen family, which has a sufficient share of the military industry, will naturally be able to cultivate another Appoint new supporters.”

"With the Luen family's investment scale and the military industry, it will become a behemoth that even the royal family and the church dare not easily handle. Once an industry of this scale is in turmoil, stocks will plummet, the market will collapse, and workers will lose their jobs. All investments and bonds become useless paper."

"The riots started by Mace Honnard were enough to leave a shadow in the hearts of these people. They will never dare to let the same thing happen again in the short term."

"But... all this is only temporary." Anson suddenly changed the subject:

"In other words, it's just preparation for a longer-term goal!"

"oh?"

Thalia's eyes lit up, like an audience member who finally saw the beauty of a play.

"Even if it really occupies a place in many industries in Clovis City, as long as the Church of Order remains the largest bank in the world, the Luen family will still have no future."

"This is natural, because this land is their home ground; to put it bluntly, this world is no longer the world of the believers of the Old God. The power of the Church of Order is too huge, and it is impossible to defeat the people they once tried their best to suppress. Believe in any living space.”

"If the Rune family, or all those who believe in the old gods, want to rise again, they must re-lay their foundation on a brand-new land that cannot yet be completely touched by the tentacles of the Church of Order."

Anson spread his hands to both sides: "If you want the church to be willing to sit at the table and negotiate fairly with a force, you must first have the strength to make them fear it."

"I'm not talking about an individual, or even a family, but a force, a force that owns at least thousands or even tens of thousands of square kilometers of land and firmly controls its resources and population, and can independently launch a war at any time. .”

"A brand new kingdom that is not under the control of the Church of Order!"

A brand new kingdom... Thalia's eyes rolled, and the corners of her mouth quietly raised:

"colony?"

"Miss Thalia, you are both beautiful and intelligent." Anson gave a small compliment:

"Although the northern colony is a wilderness covered by ice and snow all year round, it is extremely rich in forest, fur, fishery and mineral resources. It is a virgin land that has just been developed less than fifty years ago."

"In addition to alien beasts and barbarians, the people living in that land are exiled criminals, declining nobles, and businessmen who want to get rich... Even the most prosperous Ice Dragon Fjord does not have a decent cathedral."

"This means that fifty years have passed and the Church of Order still cannot establish enough influence on that land."

Anson's eyes flickered: "This is our opportunity."

"Now the empire, Clovis, and all countries with coastlines are sparing no effort to expand their influence in the new northern continent, but they have not yet seen the true potential of this land."

"The outbreak of war will make the kingdoms of the old world more and more hungry for resources. As the resources of the old world are exhausted, the new world is their only hope."

"And if the Luen family can use the wealth accumulated in Clovis to enter the colonies before that day comes, hold the new world in their hands, and have enough force to arm themselves, then..."

"You can compete with the Church of Order that controls the old world!"

Anson withdrew his gaze, picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, saying no more.

As a qualified copywriter, when providing a draft of a detailed plan to Party A, in addition to looking reasonable, it is more important that it meets the inner expectations of the other party.

For the Luen family... or any declining Old God sect family, their biggest hope is that the world can return to the era when the Spellcaster family was in power hundreds of years ago.

The plan given by Mace Honard was to sideline the Osterian royal family and control the Kingdom of Clovis by manipulating the Privy Council; so Anson went further than him and simply instigated independence in the northern colonies and established an unordered church. Influenced Kingdom of the Old Gods.

This is obviously more attractive than Mace Hornard's proposal of manipulating a country from behind the scenes.

Of course, it is not that easy to incite colonial independence. At the very least, it will definitely be brutally suppressed by the colonial masters; but as long as the war in the old world can continue, especially the war between Clovis and the Empire, Go down and let them have no time to worry about... It's not completely impossible.

This plan is obviously in line with Thalia's expectations - if you can directly control a country of your own, who would be willing to hide behind the scenes?

……………………

"What is Anson thinking about?"

Lisa's voice brought Anson back to reality from his memories. She looked at him with big eyes and unblinking eyes. She hugged Anson's arm tightly with her hands and never let go since she got on the carriage.

"nothing."

The smiling Anson replied absentmindedly and put the ring inside his coat.

"Lisa, have you really thought about it clearly?"

"Anson?"

"The people in that manor and Miss Talia who looks exactly like you are your real relatives." Anson looked at the girl's confused eyes:

"You can live very well in that manor. You no longer have to worry about having nothing to eat, you don't have to worry about sleeping in the wilderness, and you don't have to worry about anyone trying to harm you."

"But they were not the first to find Lisa. Anson was the first to find Lisa and give her food."

The girl with wide eyes retorted softly:

"They are not Lisa's relatives, they are bad people who want to use Lisa to do bad things; Anson...Anson is Lisa's relatives."

The look in his eyes like a newborn cub made Anson's mood a little complicated:

"...August, he not only possesses unimaginable power for ordinary spellcasters, but he is also one of the first blood magic apostles to understand the path to eternal life."

"According to my father, the dispute between him and August was not only about interests, but also a serious disagreement over the concept of 'eternal life'."

"As the bloodline of that apostle, my lovely sister Lisa naturally possesses part of August's power. This is a good thing and a bad thing; the good thing is that her innate bloodline makes her no longer a The existence of lower-level life forms like humans.”

"The disadvantage is that this innate self-protection of blood will make Lisa feel strongly dependent on the first person she has a good impression of during her childhood."

"As you grow up, this emotion will gradually fade, and the lovely Lisa will gradually lose interest in you. Like her ancestors, she will abandon emotions and the desire for all things and embark on the path to pursue immortality."

"Of course, that will be many years later; before that, she still needs your care and protection..."

Patting the girl's stubborn little head, Anson turned his attention to another figure in the carriage - a certain little clerk who "drank and made trouble".

At this moment, Alan Dawn was huddled in a corner at the edge of the carriage, with his hands on his knees, his head almost to his chest, and his whole body shivering like a frightened rabbit.

"sorry!"

Feeling Anson's gaze, the little clerk suddenly raised his head: "As your loyal clerk, I implore you to forgive me for my inappropriate behavior this time, and give me a new life...do it again and prove myself. Opportunity!"

"Of course, I accept your apology." Anson smiled and waved his hand:

"But there's no need to do it again... there's no need to do it again, Alan Dawn, I believe in your ability."

"No, I have to do this!" the little secretary insisted:

"Actually, I have been doing this before you approached me about Lund Manor; I originally planned to give you a surprise - there are already some clues about the new commander of the security army!"

"oh?"

"Although Archbishop Luther is indeed arranging for Master Ludwig Franz to become the commander of the security forces, as far as I know, Master Ludwig himself is reluctant; in this case, then the action is also based on the riot. If you have merit in battle, you still have a chance!"

The little clerk took a deep breath and stared at Anson with stern eyes: "Right now I'm still trying to figure out how to work and contact some of your potential supporters. I believe there will be news soon!"

"Well, I'll be waiting for your good news." Anson smiled half comfortingly and half expectantly.

The little clerk was really very efficient - at 6:30 in the morning the second day after Anson returned to Boleman Street, a quick knock on the door and Mrs. Bogner's roar drove Anson out of bed. Pulled up.

"Dear Lord Anson Bach, I have good news to tell you right away!"

The excited Alan Dawn said quickly while stamping his feet.

Anson, who had not yet woken up, rubbed his eyes and looked at him feebly: "Do you have any clues about the Commander of the Security Army?"

"Oh, not really."

The little clerk shook his head: "But I found a better job for you!"

"oh?"

"In order to punish the Ysel elves, the Royal Army established a new southern army under the order of His Majesty Carlos II, with levies as the main force - and I have obtained for you the appointment of the deputy commander of this new army. Location!"

"Guess who the commander of this legion is?"

The groggy Anson thought for a second, and a terrible guess suddenly flashed through his consciousness: "It can't be Ludwig..."

"It's Master Ludwig Franz! How about it, isn't it a surprise?!"

"..." Anson Bach.