I will be crowned king

The... tomb of the Three Old Gods?

The moment he heard the name, Anson suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his chest, and it became a little difficult to breathe.

The closed cabin swayed slightly, and cool light shone in through the windows, making the room seem even darker.

"Are you scared?"

Seeing Anson who suddenly fell silent, Thalia smiled slightly: "Dear Anson, you should be afraid."

"I...we...all the believers of the Old Gods believe in the Original Ring and follow the path they lead unswervingly."

"But unlike the imagination of many believers, the more you move forward, the more dangerous it becomes; what's even more frightening is that it may not even be correct - even its creator eventually fell and failed."

"And not just one, they all failed; they were already wiped out long before the Old Gods came to dominate the world."

"Since it is evolution, it is impossible not to pay a price." Anson said solemnly.

From the moment of his first "dream contact" with the black mage, Anson was mentally prepared; of course, he also had hesitations and hesitations.

But as a pragmatist, Anson is not averse to risk, and is even enthusiastic about it to a certain extent - there is no such thing as a completely zero-risk thing, and it is even equivalent to exposing himself to greater risks without even realizing it. Down.

To be swept away by the storm, or to master the storm?

Anson felt that... he would probably choose the latter.

"Exactly." Thalia praised softly:

"Even if they fail, even if all of us fail, it still doesn't mean that they are wrong, and the false gods who call themselves the 'Ring of Order' are right; evolution... is a very long process."

"So dear Anson, you don't need to feel any fear of the Old Gods in the Land of Rest. In essence, they are no different from the tomb of the true god they guard - just dead bones in the tomb."

"Of course, it is undeniable that the power they control is still very strong; even if their overall strength is not as good as that of the old world, they are still somewhat unique in some aspects; with my dear Anson's current strength, I am afraid that I will not even reach the destination by myself. Even the new world is impossible.”

Well, I won't deny this... Anson smiled to himself.

Without Thalia, he would have been dead during the stormy night, and there would be no way he could have waited until now.

"Then what should we do next?" Anson asked cautiously.

According to Thalia, the Old Gods of the New World are "extremely repulsive" in their external attitudes, and are even more conservative than the "blood theory" of the Ysel elves.

What the Luen family wants is not just cooperation, but to completely transfer their power to the new world; the conflict between the two parties has risen to the level of core interests. Unless one party is completely defeated, there is no possibility of peace talks. exist.

Whether he admits it or not, he has been branded as the "Run Family"; if he and the Stormtroopers make any move in this regard after arriving, it may immediately trigger a war.

Even... the war may have already started.

Thalia did not answer his question immediately, but raised her head and stared at Anson's eyes quietly, as if she could see something different in his sincere and somewhat doubtful eyes.

"Dear Anson, it all depends on you." The girl smiled.

"I?"

Anson's expression was quite different, and he didn't quite understand what she meant.

"That's right, whether it is to expand the Luen family's industry in Clovis City, or to abandon Lund Manor and transfer the family's power to the new world, it is all your idea; all Thalia can do is to build your own business in the new world. In terms of planning, I just provide a little help.”

The girl's tone was calm and gentle, just like the sea breeze blowing under the sun, which made people extremely comfortable.

Although Anson doesn't think so at all.

Because all this has definitely been in the Luen family's plan.

Judging from the decisiveness of the other party after judging the Knights' interference in the Elf Kingdom of Yser, even if the Rune family was not prepared in advance, they must have had plans in this regard - at the latest, it should be around the time of the Clovis riots. .

For the Rune Family, Mace Honnard's rebellion almost destroyed the foundation of the entire Old God Sect's strength in the upper echelons of the Kingdom of Clovis, so much so that in order not to completely lose face, the head of the family, Thalia Ogu St. Luhn also had to personally come forward to stop the loss.

Even if we can rely on military-industrial enterprises to stop losses in the future, after all, the foundation of the Old God Sect that took many years of hard work to establish no longer exists; compared with starting from scratch, it is obviously more reliable to start again in a place with less pressure.

At most, my "plan" only gives me a choice - which is also in line with my position as a "tool man".

"Then what choice do I have?" Anson asked.

"Anything." Thalia still smiled:

"As long as Anson needs it, Thalia will agree."

"After all, she is Anson's fiancée."

fiancée……

I don't know why, but now Anson feels his scalp tingling when he hears this title, and his whole body feels extremely unnatural.

Obviously, since Thalia says anything, that means there's only one thing that's the right answer.

Anson, who was trying to remain calm, began to think.

Although it is completely unclear what kind of agreement was reached between the Rune family and the Franz family, it is obvious that his service for the Rune family was tacitly approved by Luther Franz.

In other words, my greatest use value to the Archbishop now is to help the Luen family gain a foothold in the new world and turn Clovis City into a vacuum of the power of the Old Gods.

Not surprisingly, Beluga Port... may indeed become his final destination.

Of course, starting from scratch in the new world is not entirely a bad thing - the Hantu War allowed the Storm Division to make a lot of money in various senses, but it also offended the entire Royal Army; it allowed itself to keep the colonel. Military ranks and storm divisions should be the limits of the army.

Under this premise, even if the Wang Army's selection of generals was "eclectic", Anson himself would be worried about the possibility of being scapegoated.

And in a colony, starting from a garrison commander and becoming a governor within ten years... is not completely impossible.

If this is the case, what he has to do in the colony is not only for the Luen family, but also for himself; what he has to face is no longer an ordinary army, but also the Old God Sect on this land.

He suddenly realized that what Talia called "it's up to you" was indeed a "choice", but it wasn't about how she helped, but where she stood.

She...is confirming her position!

Franz or Rune?

The Church of Order, or the Old Gods?

You must make a choice, and immediately!

Anson's pupils trembled.

That's right, now that the "New World Plan" has officially begun, it means that the Luen family has completely cut off their retreat. They abandoned the forces in Clovis City in exchange for Luther Franz's help, and brought six thousand Human Stormtroopers were transferred to the colonies.

He is not only a tool that can be trended, but also the power that the Luen family can "show off" on the surface!

In this case, it would be impossible for Anson himself to allow the actual controller of such a force to not be truly loyal to himself.

After thinking about this, Anson slowly lowered his head, and his expression became solemn.

Thalia turned her back to the window and looked at him silently without saying a word; in the quiet cabin, the only sounds were the waves and Lisa's snoring.

Anson pursed his lips tightly and stared at the glass of rum on the table.

He was more hesitant now.

Because the answer is obvious. There is only one way to prove your position to the Luen family, and that is...

"I've thought about it." Anson's voice was a little low, with a bit of determination in it:

"Dear Miss Thalia, I need your help with something."

The girl nodded slightly and looked at him with the gentlest expression: "Please tell me."

"I..." Anson swallowed his throat: "I want to... take a step further in conjuring magic."

"I...want to be a 'Tutor', a blasphemous mage."

At this moment, the girl's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Are you sure?" Thalia's tone was a little surprised:

"It's not as easy as becoming a spellcaster. The process will be difficult and dangerous - and the most important thing is that once you take this step, you really can't look back."

"Dear Anson, can you really understand what I mean? Once you become a blasphemy mage, you...will no longer be a human being!"

"I understand." Anson nodded and said:

"I'm... well prepared mentally."

The moment Thunder Castle and the Black Mage met, he had expected that it would only be a matter of time before he took this step - the difference was just the time.

In his current situation, it is simply unrealistic to reach a high-level position within the Church of Order system. He is even an absolute target of surveillance. The best outcome would be Sera Vergil's current situation - becoming a trial being monitored. official.

Although it would be nice to be an inquisitor who doesn't have to think about promotion and just waits for death, and can occasionally scare children, but if he is not completely desperate, Anson is not going to consider retirement so soon.

So if you focus on the new world, becoming a blasphemous mage and completely joining the Rune family does not seem to be an option without a bright future.

What's more, he is still a conjurer.

Under the premise that the path of evolution is also extremely dangerous, curse magic itself has quite unique advantages over the other two magics!

First of all, it does not belong to the power of the physical level, which means that unless you have an open mind, at least your body will not undergo any mutation; secondly, it will not have a high-intensity impact on the human spirit like black magic. Influence.

In Anson's eyes, the black magic casters he came into contact with were somewhat mentally disturbed.

And the most important point is that Rune is a blood magic family!

This is very important, because if Saint Isaac who wrote the "Great Magic Book" did not lie, then the number of apostles and blasphemous mages that can be born from the three major magics is not unlimited.

In a sense, this is one of the reasons why wars and massacres continue to break out between spellcasting families; if Anson is a blood mage and does not have a drop of Rune family blood, then his best end is probably to become a nutrient.

Therefore, as a spellcaster, I pose no threat to the Rune family...at least until I become an apostle.

"Okay." The girl smiled slightly:

"Since Anson has made up his mind, how can Thalia refuse?"

Anson immediately showed a grateful expression and let out a sigh of relief.

Very good, I should have passed this level.

"However... even with Thalia's full help, it is not very simple to become a blasphemous mage of curse magic; this requires Ansem to completely understand the nature of curse magic and give birth to a new one that belongs only to him. Only the concept can be used.”

The corners of the girl's mouth raised slightly: "If you want to complete this process, even the best and most talented true god believers will need to spend at least several years or even more than ten years."

"Of course, if it really takes so much time, what Thalia has done will be meaningless; after all, we are about to face the threat of the Old Gods in the Land of Rest, and dear Ansem needs to master this power as soon as possible .”

oh?

Anson couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Could it be that... there is any shortcut in this?"

"It's not...a shortcut, just a way to speed up the process." Thalia smiled lightly:

"This involves curse magic as one of the three major magics. It is different from the other two. It does not involve emotions and hearts, and has nothing to do with flesh and blood. It requires more... thinking."

"Thinking... requires more time, and things that can be used for reference - although it is not accurate to say that, as long as there is enough information for reference, Anson can grasp the essence of curse magic faster."

Anson nodded. He had seen similar conclusions in "Research on the Three Old Gods": "Then where can we get enough information for reference?"

"Dear Anson, of course it is from other conjurers." Thalia said in a very matter-of-fact tone: "As long as you understand their research from enough conjurers, even if you cannot fully accept it, at least you will have a reference. value, right?”

"So what Anson needs is to come into contact with a large number of conjurer's memories in a short period of time, and integrate them into his own."

"It's a coincidence that in the past long, long time, Thalia has fought against many conjurers - they are all very kind and gentlemanly good people; after losing to Thalia, He was kind enough to leave his body intact to Talia.”

"As long as dear Ansem can let down his guard and let himself be connected with Thalia by flesh and blood... Thalia can pass all these memories to Ansem."

"So, dear Anson..." the girl smiled and whispered in the gentlest tone:

"Can it be eaten by Thalia...?"