I will be crowned king

Mrs. Camille stood outside the door, holding a silver candlestick in her hand. The dim firelight left dancing shadows on her smiling cheeks.

An Sen felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a look of surprise flashed from the corner of his eyes.

Counting the first four corpses, this should be the fourth time... The other party was only separated by a wall, but he didn't notice it. Even when he opened the door, he only discovered the abnormality after "seeing" the other party's figure.

He glanced at Phil Cressy beside him and found that the other person's face was stiff and he was stunned in place.

Obviously, this "loyal and reliable" ally is completely useless.

The lady in the corridor didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and still stood silently, waiting for the two to give a reply.

"We are looking for...Sophia (Lisa), my sister." Anson had no choice but to give the excuse he had prepared from the beginning:

"At this time, she would have gone to bed long ago in normal times, but she still hasn't seen the child come back... I was worried that she would cause trouble to you all, so I wanted to go out and look for him with Sir Draco (Fair)."

"Oh I got it."

Mrs. Camille suddenly understood and smiled gracefully on her pretty face: "Please don't worry too much. Miss Sophia (Lisa) should be in Lulu's room on the top floor... It is inevitable that two little girls will lose track of time when they meet for the first time."

So the largest room on the top floor is actually the youngest daughter's bedroom... Anson's heart moved, and he immediately frowned slightly: "I'm really sorry for delaying your family's rest."

"In this case, please wait here with Sir Draco (Fair) for a moment. I will call Sophia (Lisa) back right now, and I will definitely criticize her severely!"

After saying that, before the stiff-faced Phil Cressy came to his senses, the serious-looking Anson left the room alone and walked quickly towards the stairs.

Just when he was about to walk up the stairs, Mrs. Camille behind him suddenly called out to him:

"Wait, wait a minute!"

The sharp shout caused Anson's left foot to stop mid-air on the stairs.

The graceful and graceful Mrs. Camille suddenly became panicked just a second ago. She stared nervously at the left foot that had not yet fallen, and her suddenly shrunken pupils were trembling slightly.

Anson turned around and deliberately showed a confused expression:

"What?"

"No, it's nothing!"

After slightly restraining her gaffe, Mrs. Camille, who was holding a silver candlestick, forced a smile on her frightened face and said without turning her eyes: "It's, it's best...don't disturb them!"

"They're just two little girls who like to play. There's nothing to worry about, right?!"

The excited and sharp words echoed throughout the mansion without any pause.

Looking at the lady who suddenly became hysterical, Anson, who still maintained a confused expression, turned his eyes and quickly exchanged glances with Feier, who was pretending to be shocked.

Just when Mrs. Camille wanted to continue saying something, another figure appeared in the corridor:

"Mother, Lord Ludwig and Lord Draco... what are you doing?"

Nora, who was standing in front of the door of her room, frowned slightly, looked at the three of them and said in a deep voice.

"Oh, it's just that Mr. Ludwig (Anson) has to go to the third floor to pick up Miss Sophia (Lisa). I just want to persuade him."

Before Anson and Feier could speak, Mrs. Camille instantly returned to her original graceful demeanor without showing any signs of abnormality:

"Miss Sophia (Lisa) and Lulu get along very well. It's rare for her to meet friends of similar age. It doesn't matter if she plays later..."

"Mother, this is your fault." Before she could finish speaking, Nora interrupted:

"Miss Sophia (Lisa) is the biological sister of His Excellency Ludwig (Anson). It is normal and reasonable to worry about one's blood relatives. It would be too rude of you to stop her!"

"B-but..."

"No buts!"

Nora interrupted her mother rudely again, her tone still cold: "They are guests, and as guests they must try their best to meet each other's requirements. This is polite!"

Mrs. Camille, who was scolded by her son, looked flustered and did not refute at all, but her eyes did not leave Anson's left foot.

"Of course, little girls' playful nature is unavoidable, and rash interference can easily arouse their rebellious psychology." Nora suddenly changed the topic and looked at Anson with a gentle expression:

"How about this - wait another thirty minutes and I'll give them a glass of juice. They won't be particularly stubborn when they get tired."

"So, please go back to your house and rest first. I promise to stay until tomorrow morning. The lovely Miss Sophia (Lisa) will lie quietly on the bed, waiting to be awakened from her sleep by the sun... What do you think?"

After the words fell, Anson found that not only Nora, but also Mrs. Camille beside him was also looking at him nervously.

Even, it's not just them...

"It's so late, why haven't you two gone to bed yet?"

Baker's words came from the other end of the corridor. The lord's face was slightly gloomy, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to hide the anger of being disturbed from his sleep: "Didn't you make an appointment to discuss the covenant tomorrow morning?"

"Father."

"master."

As the strong figure appeared, Nora and Mrs. Camille in the corridor turned around and saluted, but did not leave their places.

One on the left, one on the right, and one behind, the three members of the Baker family tightly surrounded Anson in front of the stairs, watching his every move.

In the silent corridor, Anson suddenly seemed to have discovered something.

Mrs. Camille, Nora or Baker... all three of them were wearing formal clothes without their coats and hats.

In other words, from the time they returned to the mansion to having dinner and finally returning to their respective rooms, they did not change any clothes.

I didn't notice anything unusual from Mrs. Camille just now. In addition to being surprised, it was probably because I and Feier were also wearing the same clothes when they entered the house; but I was a guest, and it was true that I didn't change clothes for ulterior motives.

The pocket watch has completely failed, but based on the previous countdown and the moonlight outside the window, it can be roughly estimated that it is at least twelve o'clock, or even close to one o'clock at the latest.

In the middle of the morning and into the night, the whole family was neatly dressed, looking ready to go out at any time?

Also...why are they so afraid of going to Lulu Baker's room on the third floor by themselves?

Facing the three pairs of gazes with different expressions but the same purpose, Ansen remained confused as before, his left foot still in mid-air never falling.

In fact, it is more accurate to say four pairs... Next to him, Phil Cressey, who was smiling until his face turned stiff, was extremely nervous at this moment. Cold sweat was pouring out from his temples, and he was gesturing Anson to retreat with his eyes wildly.

His unblinking eyes were like a typewriter, conveying at least 20,000 words of information just by the trembling and contraction of his pupils - including but not limited to vulgar words such as groveling pleas and personal slander against a certain commander-in-chief. .

Is there something that can distract everyone immediately, otherwise... Phil Cressy's eyes searched quickly around, frantically looking for a glimmer of hope.

Suddenly, a dazzling light suddenly shone into his suddenly shrinking pupils.

"Look, what is that?!"

Feier, who ran back to the house at some point, pointed to the night sky outside the window and exclaimed to everyone in the corridor: "Meteor! Come and look, there is a meteor!"

But both Nora and Mrs. Camille still stood there, staring at Anson's figure, not even making a move to look back.

In the quiet mansion, Feier, who was pointing out the window behind him, could only hear the echo of his own voice. He was so embarrassed that he even forgot to wipe the cold sweat from his face when he stopped there.

"Um?"

Just when the atmosphere was extremely depressing, Baker was the first to show an astonished expression and walked through the corridor to the balcony of the guest room.

Upon seeing this, Anson also walked down the stairs and returned to the guest room immediately after. Camille and Nora also naturally showed curious expressions and left the corridor.

With the help of the dim light from the candlestick in Mrs. Camille's hand, several people looked towards the starry sky in the direction that Feir pointed; indeed, they saw a golden-red light streaking across the dome, getting brighter and brighter.

No, that's not right.

Anson glanced at Feir who was panicking next to him... That wasn't a shooting star, it was clearly...

"Enemy attack!"

Baker, suddenly serious, blurted out: "It was an attack by intruders, we were exposed!"

Mrs. Camille's face immediately showed a nervous look, and Nora on the side immediately turned her eyes to Anson and Feier, making the latter tense up again.

Just when Feier thought that the other party was going to attack his group, Baker stopped Nora who was about to step forward, and looked at his eldest son with solemn eyes: "Go to the third floor immediately to protect your sister, and tell her to arrive Time for bed.”

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Nora responded immediately, not forgetting to look at Anson and Feier deeply before leaving.

Baker turned around again and held the candlestick in Camille's hand: "Madam, please go to the prayer room downstairs to pray. Please pray that the gospel of the three true gods will continue to protect us and survive all disasters."

Mrs. Camille did not speak, and left the room tremblingly while holding the candlestick. As she walked down the stairs, her lips were still moving slightly, as if she was praying for something.

After arranging the family arrangements, Baker finally turned his attention to the two of them: "As for the distinguished guests... please stay in the room until I solve the disaster caused by the intruders to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

"As for discussing the covenant, I will naturally give you a proper answer tomorrow."

The two naturally agreed and nodded quickly to express that they would never leave.

Baker then showed a gentle smile, stroked his chest and saluted; then turned around and walked out of the room, not forgetting to close the door when he left.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of the door closing heavily, Anson and Feier were "rushed" back before they could leave the room, and there was no suitable reason to leave for the time being.

The first "outbound reconnaissance" plan was officially declared bankrupt.

……………………

"Dear Commander-in-Chief, may I ask what you wanted to do just now?"

In the pitch-black guest room, with his back to the door, Phil Crecy finally took off his panicked disguise, and said with a slight dissatisfaction while smiling.

Anson glanced at him and walked to the balcony to look at the countryside; as the golden-red meteor gradually became more visible in the sky, more and more villagers in the village noticed abnormalities, but there was no panic.

It's not even accurate to say that, because these natives and colonists just walked out of the farmhouse, looked up to the sky, and... and then it was gone.

Screaming, kneeling to pray, rushing to escape, asking for help from everywhere, none of this happened. They were really just looking up at the stars, as if the shining "shooting star" in the sky had nothing to do with them.

Is it because he is absolutely sure, or... Anson narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Even if you don't say it, I understand what you want to do." Feier snorted softly:

"You discovered the anomalies in the Baker family and hoped to use this as a breakthrough to expose them; but this is too dangerous. What should we do if it is not just him who becomes angry and angry?!"

"Those natives, as well as the obviously abnormal colonists... even assuming the worst possible outcome, if any member of the Baker family is a parasite of the 'Evil God's Egg', it will be difficult for us to even leave alive!"

"But fortunately, you seem to have not forgotten to arrange reinforcements."

Feier paused, stared at the big fireball that was about to fall in the sky, and said to himself: "Although it may arouse the other party's vigilance and suspicion, at least it is a way to test the enemy."

"Reinforcements?"

Anson, who had always been silent, turned his head and said with a hint of surprise: "Shouldn't this be arranged by you?"

"The people I arranged have all been wiped out long ago - it's not like you haven't seen it." Feier shrugged:

"To be honest, if this fireball hadn't appeared in time enough and happened to be discovered by me, I'm afraid we just..."

The words stopped abruptly.

"So..." Feier's expression froze and his throat twitched:

"It's really not you?"

Anson shook his head and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"Also...not you?"

Feier nodded quickly.

In the silent air, the two people looking at each other looked out the window in tacit understanding at the huge fireball that had fallen from the sky and headed straight for the settlement.

The approaching light has replaced the moon and has become the most dazzling presence in the night sky - even with the naked eye, it is not difficult to see that once it really lands, it will be enough to wipe out the entire settlement!

At this moment, Anson spotted Baker among the crowd in the settlement outside the window.

He stood in the center of the crowd, stretched out the index finger of his right hand towards the huge fireball falling from the sky, and shouted in a voice as smooth as water:

"Thanks to the blessings of the Three Old Gods, you...should not exist!"

Although they were far apart, the two of them could still hear Baker's words clearly.

In an instant, the fireball that fell from the sky and was about to hit the settlement disappeared silently.

Not being neutralized, not being destroyed, not even being swallowed up or erased bit by bit, but disappearing.

Just disappeared.

Anson's eyes widened in disbelief.

The clear moonlight enveloped the entire forest again, and the settlement that was originally full of people outside returned to calm. The villagers returned to the farmhouse one after another, leaving only Baker alone.

In the silent night, nothing happened.