I will be crowned king

The room immediately fell silent.

Ian froze in place as if he had been petrified, his expression completely frozen; Derek and Carno beside him were tense, their eyes turning back and forth between each other and Ian, anyone could see their tension. .

Anson leaned back on the chair and waited quietly for the other party's answer, as if he didn't see everything in front of him at all.

After a full minute, Ian seemed to finally come to his senses: "Crecy family?"

"What is the Cressy family?"

"Oh?" Anson blinked curiously:

"You don't know the Cressy family?"

"I……"

Just as Ian was about to explain, Anson immediately interrupted and said: "That's really strange. This is one of the most famous families in Edland. They also participated in the Northport riots in the ninety-fifth year of the Saints calendar - and were finally taught by the church. It was found that he was involved with the Old God Sect, and the family that had existed for hundreds of years was destroyed in the fire."

"I thought such a 'famous' family and deeds should be well-known among the people of the Empire!"

Anson deliberately exaggerated.

"Of course we know what's going on with the Cressy family!"

Carno on the side noticed that Anson had caught the flustered Ian and immediately took over the topic: "But what we don't know is that you specifically mentioned the 'Crecy Family'... because it has something to do with the "Great Magic Book" , or does it have anything to do with us?”

"It all has something to do with it!" Anson spread his hands and said, his eyes quickly scanning the faces of the three people.

"Oh?" Carno glanced at Derek and Ian next to him, then looked back at Anson:

"Can you...explain in detail?"

"Of course!" Anson stepped forward and looked into Ian's eyes:

"In the entire Ice Dragon Fjord colony, the total population ratio of immigrants to natives is almost one to two. Did you know?"

"I don't know." Ian frowned, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

"Do you know what happened to the Cressy family in the end?" Anson suddenly turned his head and looked at Derek.

The Wild Hunt Knight swallowed, looked at the two people next to him with a somewhat frightened look for help, and stammered:

"have no idea."

"The Judgment Knights and the Bernard family jointly killed him, and the last heir was personally killed by Kroger Bernard, the former heir to the Grand Duchy of Adlan." Carno considered it for a moment and added.

"That... is just an illusion deliberately made by the Bernard family!"

Without any warning, Anson slammed the table with a "Bang!" sound, and the three of them leaned back at the same time:

"The truth is that Kroger Bernard made a deal with the Cressy family, asking them to hand over all the documents and information about the three major magics in exchange for letting them live!"

"The best evidence is that Kroger Bernard himself is a genuine Old God sect, and he is also a spell caster - I was on the scene when the Thunder Castle was besieged, and Sir Kroger... was killed by me myself! "

The three people's eyes widened.

"So think about it, if the Bernard family really lets go of the Cressy family, where will they go?" Anson asked:

"It's impossible for the Empire to stay any longer... No, don't talk about the Empire. The entire Order World is full of spies of the Church. The only place they can go is the New World."

"In order to avoid the eyes and ears, the Cressy family will naturally not go to areas controlled by the empire; it is best to go to a newly emerged colony of another country that can provide a certain degree of security, and at the same time it must have convenient transportation and make it easy to escape at any time. Then Just..."

"Moby Harbor?!"

The three of them said in unison.

"Exactly!" Anson knocked on the table again and showed an understanding smile:

"So I think the Cressy family is currently in Beluga Port, and it is very likely that they have completely infiltrated the city; they hide themselves in the shadows and quietly control everything!"

"This is the evidence!" Anson took out a heraldic flag that looked like a scarf from his arms and spread it flat on the table.

"This is……"

Derek was so excited that he almost blurted out.

"I got this from an indigenous people, a beast slave, who wanted to attack me; in order to conceal his identity, he even smashed his own head in the cell." Anson described with a hint of pride, He glanced at Derek lightly:

"Poor guy, he doesn't know that I don't need him to speak at all. This ring of order emblem connected with a long sword says it all."

The Wild Hunt Knight pursed his lips tightly, pressed his hands on the armrests of the chair unconsciously, and his face almost completely darkened.

What beast slave... He recognized it at first sight. It was obviously Luo Bo's scarf!

The kid who was shot in the head by Anson Bach because of his own mistake!

Twisted veins popped out on Derek's forehead, and he felt a force in his body ready to move, howling to tear the shameless bastard in front of him into pieces.

Desperately trying to contain the growing murderous intent, Derek glanced at his companions beside him; but Ian still looked surprised and confused, while Carno was even more straightforward and completely indifferent.

The Wild Hunt Knight immediately felt a chill in his heart.

"With all due respect, the heraldry that combines the sword and the ring of order is very common in the empire, and many ancient families do this." Carno asked with an expressionless face, and there was no trace of emotion in his tone:

"How can you be so sure that it belongs to that Crecy family?"

"Because I happen to have seen it." Anson replied softly:

"It is indeed very common to use the combination of the sword and the ring of order, and there are even cases where the coats of arms of different families overlap each other; but among a total of 105 similar coats of arms, the combination of a lake blue background and a golden sword, Just the Cresseys.”

"Have you done any research on the family crests of the Order World?" Carno said with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Anson nodded slightly and showed a very humble smile:

"It's just a little hobby worth mentioning."

Of course, this is actually a little hobby of the little clerk. In order to find the coat of arms of the Cressy family, he spent a whole night rummaging through the "Heraldry Overview of the Year 89 of the Calendar of Saints" and other historical materials... I just said what he said Just repeat the content.

But this did not prevent Anson from using it to frighten the three people on the opposite side, making them mistakenly think that they knew everything about the Crecy family.

This has proven to be quite successful so far.

"So you think that the Cressy family is currently in Beluga Port?" Ian finally came back to his senses and asked.

"Not that I think so, but they must be in Beluga Harbor."

Anson said matter-of-factly: "And in addition to avoiding the pursuit of the empire and the church, they must have other plans."

Ian took a breath and his expression became extremely nervous, clearly expressing his inner fear and shock when he heard it for the first time.

Derek and Carno frowned at the same time. The latter vaguely guessed what Anson wanted to do, while the former was worried about why the other two didn't let him do it.

"Then what...are they planning?"

Ian asked knowingly.

"Revenge, but not just revenge."

Anson held down the heraldic flag on the table and said categorically: "If my prediction is correct, they intend to use the heretical beliefs of the New World to establish the power of the Crecy family among the natives and immigrants, and eventually create a nation that is The heretic kingdom controlled and ruled secretly by the Old God Sect family... This is really evil!"

The corners of Derek's mouth twitched hard.

He really wanted to ask the other party loudly, "Which one is more evil, an Old God Sect commander or an Old God Sect family?", but in the end he held back.

"Through this period of observation, I can now basically conclude that the indigenous people... No! Not only between the indigenous people and ordinary immigrants, but even among the Beluga Port Council, I am afraid there are already supporters and followers of the Cressey family. We are waiting for an opportunity to overthrow the Clovis Kingdom’s rule over the colonies!”

Anson continued: "Although I am also a spell caster, I am a soldier loyal to the Osteria royal family. As a loyal member of the royal family, there is no way I can watch them subvert the territory that belongs to me... my motherland!"

What a risk. He was so immersed in the performance that he almost said what he really meant... Anson, who was secretly relieved in his heart, looked at the three people in front of him righteously.

"Collect all clues about the Cressy family in Beluga Harbor, eradicate their influence completely, capture or kill their leader - do this for me, and I will allow you to move freely in the colony and enter and exit any place s right."

"In this way, we can not only solve your current practical needs, but also obtain information about the "Great Magic Book" by arresting key figures. It can be said that we kill two birds with one stone."

Anson leaned forward slightly and glanced between the three of them one by one: "I don't need to tell you that you can also guess that the Old God sect like this, which is being hunted down by the church, must have some ulterior secrets in its hands. , there may be clues to a certain volume of "The Great Magic Book" - what do you think?"

we think?

Derek, who was being stared at by Anson, was restless. He now wanted to know how this guy would feel if he found out that the three people sitting in front of him were the so-called "high-ranking members of the Cressy family."

Carno across from him took a deep look at the Wild Hunt Knight and sighed inaudibly.

"I personally think that your proposal..." Ian thought calmly for a minute, and then looked at Anson seriously:

"That's great!"

The corners of Derek's mouth twitched again.

"I think it's a good idea, too."

Carno nodded silently, but his slightly wary gaze remained on the Wild Hunt Knight opposite.

Under the "silent" urging of his companions, Derek could only agree slightly reluctantly:

"...I have no problem."

"Very good, since everyone has no problem, then the matter is settled!" Anson chuckled:

"To celebrate the settlement, let's have a drink together!"

Coincidentally, at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door behind them; the four of them turned back at the same time, waiting for the moment when the bartender holding a wine glass knocked on the door.

But the next second the person who opened the door was not the trembling figure of the bartender, but...

Shotgun sound.

"boom--!!!!"

The gushing gun flame instantly tore the wooden door apart.

Almost at the same time, Anson, who had his back to the door, snapped his fingers to activate [Undead Fog], and golden-red lead bullets penetrated the body that turned into smoke and hit Ian Clemens who was facing behind him.

Derek and Carno jumped at the same time, one kicked over the round table in front of Ian and himself, while the other magically pulled out a spear from under his windbreaker, and then stabbed it to the ground.

"puff!"

The air-tearing lead bullets shattered the round table into pieces, and were chopped apart one by one by the Wild Hunt Knight's swords in the dazzling firelight; the spear tip extending to the ground pierced out of the smoke of Anson's incarnation without any warning, and penetrated the barrier. Figure in front of the door.

The gathering smoke gradually gathered into his body. Anson pulled out the Inquisitor's revolver from his arms and stood vigilantly in the corner close to the door and close to the kitchen.

Last night, I had already used the only spell [Smoke Man] that I could use to deal with emergencies. If I had been a little slower just now, I would have to hope that the power of my blood would still be able to work.

The sound of gunfire dissipated, and the attacker had been pinned to the spot by the spear thrust out from under his feet; the dark gun body pierced his heart, and there were still bloody pieces of meat on the tip of the gun that penetrated from the back of his neck. His shocked expression was Forever frozen in his face.

"Crack!"

The sound of the hammer being pulled sounded, and Anson, with a slightly cold expression, raised his gun and pointed it at Ian's head.

"It has nothing to do with us!"

Ian, who was so excited, immediately raised his hands and stopped the Wild Hunt Knight who was about to pounce: "This guy is not a member of the Faithless Knights, I don't know him!"

"It doesn't matter, then what's going on?!"

The expressionless Anson said coldly, still not putting down the Inquisitor's revolver in his hand: "You arranged the location of the negotiation, and you set the time... You said it doesn't matter, how do I know if it doesn't matter?!"

"It's simple, I don't dare! You still have our hostages in your hands, and soldiers from the garrison are stationed in Beluga Port - unless I am crazy, I would send shotgunners to ambush a conjurer in a place like this!"

Ian's expression was as innocent as any, and he forced himself to be calm and said: "Who else knows about the negotiations with us at the Red Beard Tavern, except you?"

"No!"

Anson yelled pretending to be angry.

"Very good, then someone in the tavern must have leaked the news." Ian stood up from the ground, picked up his top hat and put it on his head:

"Since the other party wants to ambush us, no matter who he is, he will definitely not send just one shotgunner, there must be more!"

"Therefore, I suggest that everyone retreat immediately, let us cover you and leave together, and wait until we get to a safe place to discuss the remaining matters!"

"Okay!" Anson said without hesitation:

“But the retreat must be at the Parliament District Church!”

"no problem!"

Ian agreed decisively and showed that he cherished life very much.

But at this moment, Anson suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the wall on the side of the kitchen, which sounded particularly like...

The sound of a six-pounder field gun.

"boom--!!!!"