I will be crowned king

In the Golden Stone City palace, Anson, who had just climbed out of bed, was drinking coffee and eating breakfast with Lisa, while looking at the list of supplies that Carl Bain had just sent and discussed with the Grand Duchy of Thun.

Three waiters in red dresses pushed the exquisite dining cart and filed into the room. On the table, they placed a basket of olive oil roasted vegetable cakes, a plate of black and white nougat made with honey and almonds, and a pot of hot Coffee, a sterling silver six-layer snack stand filled with various dried fruits and cut and peeled fruits.

I have to admit that compared to Clovis' "traditional cuisine", Hantu-style cuisine is so exquisite - of course, it may also be because of Anson's economic situation in the royal capital, which made him think that Clovis's food capital Relatively rough.

"One hundred tons of lead powder, one hundred tons of hard bread, forty-five tons of pickles, forty tons of pickles, twenty tons each of cheese and jam, forty barrels of light beer, twenty barrels of sweet wine... Oh, and there are Two barrels of rum?!”

"This was added by the Grand Duke himself, in order to please a certain 'dear nephew'."

Carl Bain, who had two dark circles under his eyes, held his forehead and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly:

"In addition to food that can supply four to five thousand people for a month, there are also some scattered groceries, boots, hats, gloves, belts, etc. The total amount is about 500 tons."

"I have negotiated with that Henares, and he promised to open all the checkpoints and warehouses from Golden Stone City to Eagle Point City to us to provide us with logistics; in addition, if there is an envoy from the Ysel Elf once he appears in the map, Well, they will seize it immediately and seal the border of Thun so that we don’t have to worry about enemies coming from the direction of the Seven Cities Alliance.”

"Thank you." Anson smiled and poured Carl a full cup of coffee.

Although the Grand Duke of Thun is very generous, collecting supplies that can supply an infantry division for a month in one day is not as simple as opening a warehouse and moving it around; just manpower deployment and determination of needed supplies requires a professional team. A logistics organization, a group of qualified administrative staff, and a commander who can direct these people.

But all Anson has is a group of unqualified logistics troops, an underage secretary, and Carl Bain, his loyal, hard-working and good adjutant!

"Oh, by the way, where is Alan Dawn?"

"I passed out while counting the ammunition. I'm probably catching up on some sleep in the room now, right?" Karl replied absently, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip directly:

"Can I ask a question, how on earth did you do that?"

"Huh?" Anson was stunned for a moment:

"How to do it...didn't you see everything?"

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about this now, but..." A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on Karl's tired face:

"fiancée?"

Anson's brows jumped involuntarily.

Lisa, who was working hard to destroy the fruit and vegetable cakes, suddenly raised her head and blinked her big eyes curiously:

"Fiancée, Anson is getting married?!"

Well, very good, it seems that Mrs. Bogner did teach her a lot - she actually even knew what her fiancée was.

"No, no." Anson twitched the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and looked at the smiling Karl helplessly:

"This matter is very complicated. If you really want to know, I can tell you - but not now, and not in this place. It will have to wait until we are both free and completely free."

"Of course, it's up to you. I'm free at any time." Karl nodded repeatedly, grinning almost to his ears:

"Nothing else, I just want to apologize - when I saw you being forcibly captured by Ludwig before, I thought you had a miserable life after arriving in the royal capital; now it seems that this is not the case at all. …How can I put it…like a fish in water!”

Facing Karl's sincere apology, Anson, who looked calm, put down his coffee cup and raised his hand to the door without saying a word.

The loyal adjutant immediately stood up with understanding, turned and left with a smile.

"Oh, one more thing."

Karl, who had just walked to the door, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the calm Anson: "In addition to the supplies and help that he agreed to give us, Grand Duke Thun is not without conditions."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Nothing, do you remember your cousin?"

"Cousin?" Anson was stunned for a moment:

"You mean Léon Francois?"

"Yes, that's him." Karl nodded:

"He's going to Eagle Point with us!"

………………

"Yes, I will go to Eagle Point with you."

In the military camp outside Jinshi City, Leon said to Anson with some excitement:

"But this is what I asked for. I told my father that since the agreement is to be implemented, of course there must be at least one witness - I will be with you until Thun and Clovis reach an alliance or the plan fails."

"Why?" Anson was a little confused.

"Why...didn't I tell you already?"

"No, I'm asking for the real reason."

Facing Anson's questioning, the young knight was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly sighed and sat down aside with a somewhat disappointed expression:

"To put it simply...I hope to be by your side and learn how to be a qualified leader."

Anson, who looked calm, did not speak, waiting for the other party's next words.

"About a few months ago, a group of imperial military attachés passed through Hantu and headed to the Elf Kingdom of Yisel - it is said that their mission was to help the Elf King of Yisel train a new army." The young knight recalled:

"One of them was an officer about the same age as you. He taught me some very basic theories during his stay in Jinshi City, and we soon became very good friends."

"At that time, he told me that it won't be long before the war spreads to the south of the Dawn Mountains, and the Seven Cities Alliance should train a new army as soon as possible, otherwise it will be unable to fight back in future wars."

"To be honest, I didn't take his words to heart very much at first - until Clovis declared war on the Ysel elves. My father, who always told me not to worry about war, also started to purchase weapons from various channels."

"But for me, no change is as exciting as the battle that day." Leon Francois suddenly emphasized his tone and looked at Anson with burning eyes:

"You led an army of infantry across the Dawn Mountains! Not only that, but after crossing the mountains, you completely defeated me and my army with approximately equal strength!"

"This is incredible, I... I still can't understand how you did it. To be able to maintain high morale and combat effectiveness after crossing the ice peak, your army must be the elite of Clovis' army, right? !”

No, they are just a bunch of indolent, cowardly, money-grubbing officers, accompanied by a "big army" composed of a bunch of homeless people and bankrupt tenant farmers... It's a pity that you Thun people can't even defeat this level of Clovis army. but.

Facing the young knight's vaguely admiring eyes, Anson could only remain silent and smile - after all, he was still counting on his father to pay for it, so he couldn't slap him in the face too hard.

"Therefore, I hope to join you and this elite legion under your command and learn the command and tactical skills of the Clovis people." The cheerful Leon Francois completely did not notice Anson's micro-expression:

"I can serve as your attendant, guard, messenger, or in any capacity. You can tell me to do anything you want. I promise you there will be absolutely no complaints!"

"Of course, if possible, please allow me to sit in on your military meetings. In addition, I can always be with you - not just experience, I want to see with my own eyes how you command the army!"

How to command the army... Recalling the scene of the last military meeting, Anson twitched his lips: "Does Grand Duke Thun have any objections?"

"My father, why would he have any objection?" The young knight smiled, not quite understanding what Anson meant.

"But you are his only son and the heir to Thun!"

"Yes, but we are relatives." Leon Francois said in a very matter-of-fact tone:

"I went to check it out as you said, and it turned out to be exactly what your clerk said; I also found Alex's tombstone in the family cemetery, with her name written on it, Ali. Max Francois Bach."

"Since we are relatives, what's wrong with me becoming your attendant, cousin Anson Bach?"

Anson was speechless. He was still not quite used to the style of doing things of these nobles.

Wait, something's not quite right.

If it is true as he said, and Grand Duke Thun agreed to this matter, doesn't this mean that Thun handed an important hostage into the hands of Clovis before signing an alliance?

Anson fell silent.

Although technically they only met once, the impression left on Anson by Claude Francois, Grand Duke of Thun, was that he was a very calm person who attached great importance to immediate interests; it was just that his aristocratic background made his thinking The methods have limitations, and some place too much emphasis on blood and background.

Apart from these, he was no different from the nobles in the Clovis Privy Council and Archbishop Luther Franz.

How could an ambitious ruler who placed great emphasis on immediate interests do such an irrational thing?

No, of course not.

If this is the case, then he is definitely not doing this to show good will; the only conceivable possibility is to use this opportunity to find out Clovis's true and false, so as to determine which side to lean on in the next war.

Well, after all, Clovis is still resisting the invasion of the empire. At this time, he can mobilize an army of 40,000 to attack the Yser elves. It is difficult not to doubt whether Clovis really has so many troops. ——And indeed there is not.

If Clovis's attack on Eagle Point City goes well, then the Archduke of Thun is likely to take advantage of the situation and turn to Clovis, using the southern legion's troops to get rid of the control of the Yser elves in one fell swoop, and establish a new alliance within the Seven Cities Alliance. Gather momentum and create an unbreakable alliance between the north and south of the Dawn Mountain Range.

But if the battle doesn't go so smoothly...

"What are you thinking about?"

The young knight who suddenly spoke interrupted Anson's thinking and looked at him with a thoughtful expression inexplicably.

"Nothing!" Anson responded quickly and smiled, his eyes showing some sincerity:

"I just suddenly felt a little emotional... After two hundred years, Bach of Clovis and François of Thun are joining forces again to fight against the elves of Israel; it really makes people feel that there is a sense of destiny in it. .”

"This is the power of bloodline - the noble bloodline not only allows us to be the guide for all living beings, but also guides us to return to the same path." The young knight also said with emotion:

"The François family inherited the blood power of the Holy Grail Knight, and I heard that the Bach family is the same. That proves that we are all descendants of the Holy Grail Knight Lorraine. Erd Bach two hundred years ago will take the initiative to stand up. To come out and play alongside Alfonso Francois was probably more than just a coincidence.”

"Speaking of this, I heard from your adjutant that you and your army are leaving tomorrow. How about we go to the family cemetery together before then to scan for Alex and Alfonso Francois? Tomb?" the young knight suggested.

"Of course, why not?" Anson smiled and nodded:

"They would be delighted to know that Bach and François are playing together again."

"You are right, cousin Anson Bach."

"No, no, you are too kind, cousin Léon François."

The two brothers and sisters walked side by side towards the outside of the military camp.

"By the way, do you still have contact with the imperial knight who came to Jinshi City before?"

Anson asked pretending to be casual.

"Of course, we have been exchanging letters after he left. In fact, I wrote him a letter until the day I led the patrol and bumped into you." The young knight smiled:

"He is a very talkative knight. According to my father, he is the heir to an important principality in the empire and is a military attache appointed by the emperor."

"Just when he sent a letter last time, he told me that he had been appointed by the Elf King Yisel as the chief instructor and commander of the Guards; although he refused in letters many times, he still could not stop the Elf King's enthusiasm. "

"Oh, what's his name?"

"His name is Louis Bernard." The young knight with a hearty smile looked at Anson:

"Do you have any impression of this name?"

Anson Bach: "...It seems that you have a little impression, right?"

"Ah, what a coincidence!"

Leon Francois's eyes lit up: "Actually, he told me when he came here that he was deeply impressed by a young officer named 'Anson', but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time... Could it be that you and him are the same person?" Old acquaintance?!"

"This... I'm not sure." Anson's face changed slightly, his throat twitched, and he forced a smile:

"Maybe it's just a coincidence in the name? After all, 'Louis' is a very common name in the empire, and 'Anson' is almost the same!"

"That's right..." The young knight nodded, feeling a little disappointed:

"That's such a shame. I think you two actually have a lot in common. It would be great if I had the opportunity to introduce you to each other."

"Yes, yes, that would be great..."