I will be crowned king

"puff!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh almost sounded at the same time as the gunman's roar.

The young knight looked at the opponent in front of him quietly. Wearing an obviously ill-fitting black long-sleeved windbreaker, she huddled up and hid among the flowers. Her long chestnut hair spread out like a waterfall under the crooked peaked cap, covering a picture full of difficult words. A childish face of confidence.

Her red eyes stared at the blade that pierced her heart, and then she looked helplessly at Louis in front of her. She subconsciously stretched out her little hand that was completely covered by her long sleeves, as if she wanted to grab something.

Clenching his palm slightly, the young knight pushed the blade forward.

"Well……?!"

As the girl's body trembled slightly, the surrounding vines coming from all directions trembled. As if their roots were suddenly cut off and their nutrients were drained, they began to shrink and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The red blood began to fade away, revealing a pair of pure emerald green eyes on the girl's face.

"Louise!"

The screams sounded again, and the young knight could clearly feel that this time the muzzle of the steam rifle was aimed at the back of his neck.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! I told you to stop-hand-ah!"

The gunman screamed hysterically, all kinds of worries were thrown behind his mind at this moment, and while frantically pulling the trigger, he rushed towards the back of the young knight.

Under the dark muzzle, there was a sharp bayonet!

The expressionless Louis turned around decisively and let go of the long knife that penetrated the girl. The screaming bullet marks lifted his golden temples and single ponytail, facing the figure charging towards him with the bayonet.

The steam rifle roared crazily with no sight of gunfire or gunpowder smoke, but without the cover of the "flesh vines" and the unorganized shooting, it was not even a threat in front of Louis who had activated the "Sea Knight", and he could easily and calmly hide. All ballistic impact points were opened, and clouds of dust and mist continued to explode behind him.

Facing the enemy who was like a cannon blasting out of the barrel, Louis, who was already bare-handed, turned his right hand over and slashed towards the trajectory of the bayonet attack with the card sandwiched between his two fingers.

"clang!"

The shattered cards exploded into dazzling fire, deflecting the trajectory of the bayonet; the terrified gunman slashed at the young knight's shoulder again with his right index finger holding the trigger at the same time.

Louis took out a brand new playing card again, and rushed within three steps in the direction of the bayonet swing. The edge of the playing card reflecting a cold light hit the gunman's neck.

At this moment, the gunman finally realized that he had made a fatal mistake - he, a shooting expert, actually fought hand-to-hand with a talented person who was proficient in melee combat? !

The rapidly approaching death made him wake up instantly, decisively gave up the attack, retreated and opened fire to cover.

"clang!"

Sparks flickered again, temporarily blocking their respective visions, but the gunman had already seen the cards reappearing in Louis' hand; three afterimages came silently.

The distance is too close, there is no way to hide!

The gunman made a quick judgment and gave up the idea of ​​evading - with the strength shown by the opponent, he could definitely attack and kill him at the moment of dodge. He didn't even have room to react, so forcing a card became the best option.

Several previous confrontations can also prove that although the weapons are weird, as long as they do not hit the fatal point, the damage they can cause is minimal, and it is simply...

"boom!"

The sound of gunshots without warning interrupted his thoughts.

That voice wasn't far away, it should be nearby... Could it be that some bastard realized something was wrong and ran to support him, or was it the defeated Yangfan City militia that fled around the mansion?

No, neither.

The sparks dissipated, and the young knight standing there had his right hand empty. His left hand on his waist was holding a pistol tightly, and the muzzle was still smoking slightly.

This... the gunman's pupils shrank slightly, and the sudden strong pain in his chest made him subconsciously want to reach out to cover it, but his hands did not release the weapon.

Blood spurted out uncontrollably from the wound penetrated by the lead bullet.

Louis watched silently as he struggled to take two steps forward, staggered to one knee, and finally fell into a pool of his own blood; the red liquid that kept overflowing was diluted by the rain and spread around.

He didn't let go of his weapon until he bled to death...

After staring at the figure of the fallen gunman, the young knight walked silently to the blood mage named "Louise", pulled out the long knife from the center of the still warm chest, turned around and left, dragging the bloody blade.

"Plop!"

The body of the girl whose heart was pierced by the long knife suddenly twitched. The shrinking vines around her seemed to have found new nutrients, and new buds grew on the withered trunk.

Louis' steps paused slightly.

Just when he was about to turn around, he raised his feet and continued walking towards the Governor's Mansion.

Pushing open the slightly heavy door, an overly ornate corridor - or hall - appeared in front of the young knight: an exquisitely illustrated red carpet, an oil painting in the style of the saints from 200 BC, and a fashionable marble sculpture of a great man - from the order There are everything from saints in the Ring's classics to famous emperors in the past.

If it were in the home of a certain earl of Edland, a collection of this level would probably be regarded as excessive luxury. In the homes of marquises in some remote provinces, it is also a treasure that would never be easily revealed to others. In Clovis, it is even more valuable, and here It's a new world...

The young knight couldn't help but sigh.

During the months when Bernard often came to harass him, he heard the governor complain more than once about the lack of funds, so that he had no money to repair the port and city walls, and even the army could not sustain supplies... Now it seems that the money is just They are all where they "should be".

This is just a decoration. If you take into account the decoration of the entire Governor's Mansion, with towering vaults, bluestone tile floors, stained glass windows...

Although it was his first time here, Louis always felt like he was back home.

No one could be seen in the deserted corridor. The silent atmosphere and the chaos of Sail City outside the window formed a strange harmony and echoed each other.

No, there are still people.

A strange yet familiar figure leaned against the door, holding a bottle of rum and two glasses, smiling at himself.

Louis, who stopped in his tracks, locked onto the opponent instantly and subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife.

"Stop working in vain, we have never met before." He laughed out loud, "Bang!" bit open the cork of the rum bottle, and shook the dark red and black wine:

"When your brother started massacring the Crecy family, I was only four years old; if nothing changes, I should go to the Bernard family's castle two years later and become a squire by your side... Cousin Louis .”

Perhaps it was the other party's indifferent attitude, or perhaps it was the similarity in appearance brought about by blood connection. Looking at this guy who looked exactly like his brother, the young knight frowned.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Feier Crecy, and I am the current patriarch of the Crecy family; uh... this is mainly due to your brother. There are not many living members of the Crecy family at the moment." Fei You laughed at yourself calmly:

"I'm waiting for you here, mainly because I hope to accompany you to drink a few glasses of wine from my hometown - Veneto Black Rum. I am a real Cressy. This is the first time in my life that I have drunk it in Sailing City. It's a bit... That’s ironic, what do you think?”

Louis didn't answer.

Feier didn't take it seriously either. He poured a full cup, slid the other cup along the smooth floor in the direction of the young knight, and threw the bottle hard at the same time.

"Snapped!"

The muddy leather boots blocked the sliding glass, and the wine bottle thrown in the air stopped at the end of the blade that was raised at some point. Not a drop of dark red wine was spilled.

The corners of Phil Cressy's mouth quietly raised.

"To be honest, at first I thought you would be another 'Little Grog'... It turns out that you are completely different from your brother." He said as he picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"If it were him, the two faithless knights outside the door would never have any chance of being alive; not only them, there wouldn't even be a single living creature left in the entire Governor's Mansion."

"Don't think I'm exaggerating. You haven't seen him slaying with a knife, but I have seen it with my own eyes... The Cressy family is much larger than the Bernard family. Even at the last moment, there were hundreds, including servants. With thousands of followers, you know how long it took him to get them all..."

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

Louis interrupted coldly.

"You are as good at assessing situations as your brother, but the difference is that you are kinder than him." Phil Cressy said unhurriedly:

"Those two faithless knights were just sent by me to stop you, and by the way, to delay them, it is enough to temporarily make them incapable of fighting. It is more important to break through as soon as possible - Sir Louis Bernard, your judgment is completely accurate."

"But it's a pity that it's too late... no, more accurately, it's too late from the beginning; when you made up your mind to join this chaos, one hundred and fifteen loyalist MPs and their All my family members have been killed." Feier shook the wine glass in his hand:

"The remaining members who are still alive are in the room behind me. They are all staunch liberals and centrists. These are the people who are still able to manage and rule the entire colony - even if you kill me now to end the rebellion, People loyal to the Empire cannot be brought back from the dead.”

"Of course, you can also kill them too. This is your freedom; but the result will be that the entire Sailing City becomes a colony with no one to manage and no one to stand up to maintain order. The entire city and its surroundings will fall into unprecedented chaos. Chaos, bandits and deserters run amok, law and security cease to exist."

"Until the imperial army comes, they repeat what they did in Gray Pigeon Castle, reorganize the entire colony, and explain that they are afraid that Sail City has been reduced to ruins... Oh, you don't know what happened to Gray Pigeon Castle, right? ,There……"

"boom!"

The wine bottle shattered and the dark red wine sprayed out, leaving a solidified mark on Phil Cressy's smiling face.

"...just like the current Sailing City."

"What on earth do you want to say?" Clutching the long knife soaked in wine and blood, Louis' expression turned extremely ugly:

"the last time."

Phil Cressy's expression became slightly stiff.

"I just want to negotiate with you, and confirm that you are a suitable negotiator...that's all." He did not dare to show any further neglect, and his expression finally lost the bohemian look at the beginning:

"Please don't doubt me - yes, I want to use the rebellion to control Sailing City, but I am not a madman who must destroy it if he can't get it. I also have a bottom line!"

"Master Louis Bernard, you are very strong. To be honest, even just standing here makes me scared to death. I still have six or seven faithless knights guarding the council members. You may not be able to defeat them all in one go. But it’s definitely more than enough to kill me before they do it!”

"As for the angry Iser elf lady outside... I don't mean any disrespect. I can understand her anger, but if she is allowed to continue to express her anger like this, not only the Faithless Knights will be killed, but also the entire Yangfan How many more living people can there be in the city?”

"I don't know if you feel it, but I have begun to feel that even the rain near the Governor's Mansion has become... much warmer." Feier nervously twitched his throat and forced a smile:

"Not all ordinary people can survive in the scalding rainstorm."

Louis pursed his lips tightly and did not interrupt this time.

"So for the sake of both parties, I propose cooperation." Phil Cressy said quickly:

"Please don't interrupt me yet - I know, I know, you must be here to kill me! But since you are willing to listen to me say so much, it proves that you must care about the survival of Sail City, doesn't it?"

"But before you take my life, we can end this chaos first, and let you, as the representative of Sailing City, negotiate with the Imperial Colonial Administrator, Sir Bernard Morweis, to make him accept the current situation."

"The current situation?" Louis snorted disdainfully:

"You want me to tell him that Yangfan City has rebelled, that all those loyal to him have been killed, and that he and his army must accept this result?"

"Well...that's pretty much it."

"impossible!"

The young knight flatly refused: "No matter how good-tempered Bernard is, being suspected of rebellion is something that will never be tolerated - you too look down on the empire's determination to counter the rebellion. There is no room for compromise or negotiation on this kind of thing!"

"Of course I understand!" Phil Cressy's expression began to become playful:

"But considering the current situation, this is the most beneficial option for the empire; the Clovis are pressing forward step by step, using the flag of the Free Confederacy to devour the colonies belonging to the empire. At present, everything east of Pigeon Castle has become Their sphere of influence, and if this continues, the empire’s power in the new world will be completely gone!”

"I don't want to bluff. In fact, there is no need to do so, because the situation facing the empire is indeed precarious. If we negotiate with the empire based on the current situation and let Sail City exchange for a more independent status, there is still room for victory!"

"If...if even this doesn't convince you, then..."

He paused deliberately, raised his head and met Louis' eyes:

"Do you need me to tell you who is the leader of the Clovis people opposite?"

Regarding Freya's strength, it was mentioned in the previous volume that she is a genuine blasphemy mage. It is wrong for the Faithless Knights to have the information - of course, she is slightly inferior to Thalia.

Kongkong did plan the battle between the two of them, but... try to show up!