I will be crowned king

After Anson's speech, the banquet lasted for more than an hour; the enthusiastic Mrs. Wetzler directed the servants to serve her carefully prepared egg potato pancakes to the guests, while showing Baekeland Weizi to the guests present. Ziller's "new work" - "The March to Gray Pigeon Castle".

The small canvas depicts Confederate regiments and Stormtroopers in neat formation leaving the city gate of Black Reef Harbor illuminated by the morning sun. The dense formation, cannons and carriages filled the road. Everyone is majestic and full of vigor. The roads on both sides were littered with the corpses of Imperial soldiers, flags and weapons.

The small tower symbolizing Gray Pigeon Castle in the distance was shrouded in clouds and heavy rain, but the lead-gray dome already had several beams of light that broke through the heavy clouds, and the faint light formed a beacon for the march of the army.

Although nominally Baekeland is still David Jacques's apprentice, in fact the difference between the two may really be only their vision and experience, and their actual skills should be almost as different.

Even a person like Anson, who does not understand art, can interpret a lot of images from this oil painting: the justice of the colonial independence cause, the precarious rule of the empire in the new world, the victorious army and the lackey Bernard who is destined to be defeated. Germany, Stormtroopers and the Confederacy are on the rise, and Gray Dove Castle is about to escape from the clutches of the Empire...

Although it is somewhat deliberate and flattering, it does not prevent it from being a very good work - of course, the evaluation has nothing to do with Anson himself being the sponsor of this painting.

It's a pity that none of the guests present were in the mood to appreciate such an excellent painting seriously; the entire dinner came to a hasty end after the guests eagerly left one by one.

Not to mention the guests, even the host, Mason Wetzler, was in no mood to continue the banquet after receiving the information released by Anson.

A group of people want to confirm the authenticity of this information as soon as possible, a group of people want to know as soon as possible when the Roland family's investment will arrive, and a group of people want to get as much as possible in this upcoming bank before the Roland family arrives. a piece of cake……

Around the upcoming "Coal Mine Bank", various classes and interest groups in Beluga Port began their own performances; in order not to be the one who can only get scraps, or even nothing, they must try their best to cooperate with the people around them Allies and enemies compete with each other in a battle of wits and courage.

Anson and Talia can enjoy their unique skills and prepare delicious cakes to share with them as they wish.

If they want to profit from this, these people must please the Storm Division Headquarters and the Rune Family - it won't take long for them to figure this out.

This is also the reason why he chose to announce the news at such a "gathering". As we all know, the more privately released information is, the higher the credibility, and the more secrets are in a small circle, the faster and wider the news will be.

Anson and Talia are not even prepared to make direct profits like they did in Hantu. What they want is the right to "share the cake" - direct control of the bank.

Controlling this power is the core key for the Storm Division to control Beluga Port and even the entire Free Confederacy, and for the Rune Family to rule the entire New World from behind the scenes.

Beluga Port, Long Lake Town, Red Hand Bay, Black Lagoon Port... and even Sailing City, they may be able to block the infiltration of the Promise Keeper Alliance, the manipulation of public opinion by newspapers, and even the refusal of public services provided by the New World, but they cannot stop it. Banks that can give them prosperity.

………………

As the hall gradually became deserted, Anson said goodbye with a satisfied Lisa and returned to the Luen Mansion in the city center.

The carriage slowly parked outside the gate happened to encounter a group of Storm Division line infantry who had just finished their patrol and were standing guard on both sides of the street.

Since the beginning of the colonial war of independence, the patrol and security work of Beluga Harbor has been completely handed over to the militia organized by the Promise Keepers League; but the Storm Division did not return to the military camp after entering the city, but immediately took away the city from the opponent's hands. control of communities near centers and ports.

The obvious reason is, of course, to show off the heroic appearance of the "triumphant army" to the citizens of Beluga Harbor, so that everyone can be proud of the war in Sailing City; the more important reason is that the whole city is a mixed bag, and if you want to re- It is impossible to bring it under control without the deterrence of force.

The person in charge of tonight's patrol is Lieutenant Colonel Norton Crosell of the Third Infantry Regiment. Although Anson is somewhat dissatisfied with this deeply hidden member of the Truth Society, it does not prevent him from trusting the other party's professional ability and extremely serious work. Attitude - after all, he is a candidate that even Fabian can trust to take over the job.

"How is it going?"

"We tracked the three members of the Faithless Knights and found a few deliberate guys in a grocery store selling fuel in the XC area." Norton Report reported: "The prisoners captured by the guard company said that they were so-called The 'Blood Covenant' - was hunted by the Inquisitor of Adlan and fled to White Whale Port."

"Then what is their goal?"

"you."

Norton's answer was succinct and clear.

Um? Anson was stunned.

"There is a rumor in Beluga Harbor that there are diamonds and gold worth at least 300,000 gold coins buried under the Luen family's mansion." Norton glanced at the Luen mansion beside him, his expression was quite subtle:

"These people are being hunted by the Inquisitor. They are penniless and on the verge of disbanding. They are planning to attack you at night while the Stormtroopers have just returned to Beluga Harbor and are not familiar with them. Of course, they don't care whether you are dead or alive. , mainly gold.”

Diamonds and gold are still buried under the mansion... Anson still looked incredulous: "Is this rumor widely circulated in Beluga Port? When did it first appear?"

"I can't say it's widely spread, but according to the prisoners, this is already a secret known to everyone." Norton said seriously:

"They are not even the only ones paying attention to the gold, so they have been hesitant to take action; and now you are back in Beluga Port, worried that the gold may be moved, so you have to take risks."

"If there is no such gold, then why did the Commander-in-Chief not return to the headquarters as soon as possible, but immediately moved into the Luen Mansion? It must be because he also realized that Moby Dick Harbor is not safe enough at the moment, so he decided to move the gold out as soon as possible ——This is the prisoner’s original words.”

Anson Bach: "..."

"After discovering the 'Blood Covenant', the three Faithless Knights disappeared; the guard who reported them said that they walked into an alley and then lost them."

Norton seemed completely unaware of the change in the commander-in-chief's expression, and said without any fluctuation: "I guess it is probably some kind of special blood power that can hide the whereabouts and sounds."

There is no doubt that Ian’s concealment skills can fool even Lisa. Of course, ordinary soldiers are even less likely to find out... Anson nodded slightly:

"Do you think they found out?"

"It's hard to deduce without evidence, but I think they should have known it from the beginning, so they deliberately revealed the information about the Blood Alliance to us." Norton thought for a while and said:

"Of course, we can't rule out that they want to use the Blood Alliance to prevent us from continuing to follow - the Faithless Knights have been rooted in the New World for hundreds of years, and have a deep relationship with the Old World. This small, wandering gang has no secrets from them. "

Anson nodded slightly, this is also one of the most difficult aspects of the Faithless Knights.

"So, what are you going to do about it - in two hours, those people will rush over to assassinate you and dig for gold under Miss Talia's house."

Norton took out his pocket watch from his coat pocket and whispered in a low voice.

How to deal with it... Looking at Norton who was quietly waiting for orders, Anson frowned slightly.

He had a conversation with Ian in the study of Wetzler Mansion, and he could probably guess that the other party was using this method to remind him that this organization was probably related to the black mage responsible for controlling the curse of the Knights; kill them or take a long-term approach. If you follow the clues, you will definitely find some clues.

If it were Anson in the past, he would probably choose this method to avoid influence and conflict, and try to lure the black mage out as quietly as possible or directly ambush the opponent.

But having had the experience of being deceived by Phil Cressey - even though he knew from the beginning that this guy had no good intentions - there is no guarantee that Ian does not have the same idea; the basis for cooperation between the two parties is no better than with Phil Cressey. Strong, Anson does not want the Faithless Knights to destroy the subsequent bank check-in and the work of the New World Company.

So... you might as well use the exact opposite method to achieve the same effect.

Anson raised his head, thought for a moment and then asked:

“How many of our people are around that grocery store right now?”

"Half a platoon of guard companies and a few skirmishers from the Third Infantry Regiment... less than thirty people, about the same number as the opponent." Norton said without thinking:

"In addition to the grocery store, there are also nearby taverns and hardware workshops, which are also their strongholds; the former is a place where they often go to spend money, and the latter seems to be used to hide weapons—all on the same street."

"So if a conflict breaks out, our people can control the situation immediately?"

"No problem at all."

"Very good, then I want to give you three orders." Anson immediately raised the three fingers of his right hand: "First, release the prisoner and let him go back in peace; second, block the street and make sure not to let anyone A gangster is on the run, but he is not allowed to alert the enemy."

"What about third place?" Norton asked subconsciously.

"Third, get in touch with the newspaper office of "The Good People of Beluga Harbor" as soon as possible and ask them to send someone to rush there with you, but remember, it will be in an hour."

"yes!"

The commander of the 3rd Infantry Regiment said solemnly, and immediately turned around. He didn't realize there was a problem until he was almost halfway out of the street:

"……reporter?!"

……………………

XC District, Bancai Street.

"Um?"

A member of the Blood Alliance who was smoking a pipe while hiding behind the sign of the grocery store turned his head and looked blankly at the four-wheeled carriage that suddenly appeared at the end of the street, with a surprised expression.

At this time, it was impossible for a carriage to come specifically to a remote urban area like the west of the city - especially a four-wheeled carriage that was so exquisite and beautiful that it looked like it could only be used by the rich.

He subconsciously wanted to send a warning to the grocery store. He turned around and saw the senior management in the room still arguing about whether to take action. He silently picked up the Leyden rifle hidden under the sign, wrapped it in linen and held it in his arms, heading toward the carriage. direction.

Just as he turned around, another figure appeared at the end of the dark street, staggering towards him.

"Marston?!"

The member of the Blood Alliance holding the rifle exclaimed, and subconsciously stepped forward quickly: "What did you do? You made us look for you everywhere - we thought your operation was exposed!"

"Feel sorry……"

The guy called "Marston" waved to him as he approached, with a smile on his face covered in cold sweat: "I just heard that the commander-in-chief might go to the speaker's house for a banquet tonight, and I couldn't help it. Live there and do some reconnaissance.”

"What, Anson Bach isn't at the Rune Mansion tonight?!"

The member froze on the spot and couldn't help but said in shock: "Are you sure?!"

"I...I don't know, that's why I went to take a look!" Marston stopped when he saw him, with more cold sweat on his face, and his walking posture became more and more weird:

"He...are they all...all in there?"

"Everyone is here, including those lone wolves. After all, this is such a big operation..."

The member subconsciously said, and then immediately realized something: "Why do you ask this?"

"Just, just want to confirm!" Marston's entire face was almost soaked:

"With such important information, wouldn't it be dangerous if someone took action without getting the information?"

"Yes, yes, what you said makes sense..."

The man nodded in agreement, but his eyes were a little more guarded. While pretending to turn sideways, his right hand was quietly approaching the rifle trigger under the linen cloth.

The moment he got out of the way, he finally discovered the secret of Marston's weird walking posture - behind him, there was a petite figure wearing a three-cornered hat and a coat, pushing him forward.

And he was holding a weird-looking rifle in his arms!

"boom--"

A crisp and subtle sound broke the calm of the street; almost at the same time, the door of the grocery store was violently pushed open, and a strong man shouted vigilantly while drawing a gun:

"who?!"

He looked outside the dark door. His eyes, which took him half a second to adjust, suddenly shrank when he saw the corpse on the ground clearly.

Marston, who had a big hole in his chest, and another corpse with no head, were lying quietly in a pool of blood!

The frightened strong man immediately wanted to turn around and shout, but it was still a step too late - the petite figure hiding in front of him had already pulled out two bayonets like lightning and thrust them into his throat and mouth.

"Plop!"

The heavy sound of falling to the ground immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the room, and they instantly focused on the petite figure wearing a tricorn hat, a black long-sleeved windbreaker and a pair of big leather boots:

"In the name of the Sheriff of Beluga Harbor, Lisa hereby declares - you, you, and you!"

"All of you are under arrest!"

The shocked people stared at the girl, and no one noticed the cylindrical objects rolling on the floor...

"boom--!!!!"

In the distance at Luen Mansion, Anson was standing on the balcony on the second floor, admiring the fireworks soaring into the sky while smoking his pipe, with the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.