I will be crowned king

After the "Noulula Incident" was over and he returned from Sailing City, Ansen, who was originally not very interested in magic, suddenly became a good student and began to devote himself to studying.

In order to allow himself enough study time in one day, Anson even went so far as to directly show off his power to Carl Bain and let him take over most of the current work of the Storm Division - although it was similar before - including the construction of the New World Company, and the The White Whale Port Council and the Promise Keepers Alliance also left all the "chore jobs" to the other party.

To put it simply, his attitude towards magic in the past was the same as what the Black Mage and Thalia had criticized. He just regarded it as a useful weapon and tool; since it is a tool, as long as it is useful enough, there is no need to care too much.

Especially after becoming a fifth-level spellcaster, becoming proficient in using [Smoke Entertainer], and acquiring the life-saving magic of [Smoke-shaped Man], Anson's attitude towards magic has always been very serious even after obtaining Saint Isaac's notes. Perfunctory: Anyway, it is impossible for me to become a blasphemy mage in a short time. Even if I succeed, my power will not be significantly improved in the short term.

After all, ordinary spell casters can completely handle it on their own, and if it is too strong... even if they improvise, it is impossible to defeat it.

This kind of mentality of lying down suffered a bitter pill in the confrontation with Phil Cressey.

First of all, he stepped into the opponent's preset trap unprepared - the so-called caution is just to have absolute confidence in Thalia's strength - secondly, although [Yanyujia] is an almost universal magic, it can't be used once. On the one hand, it consumes too much energy. On the other hand, after using it frequently, Phil Cressy saw through the trick.

Carl Bain's theory of "dependence" and "being a human being" has some truth, but it is still from the perspective of looking at the water from the shore; after reaching a considerable height, the influence of magic on the caster is very significant. The relationship between the two is not simply a "tool" and "using" relationship, but more like mastering a new world view and theory.

And an excellent spell caster will inevitably be affected by the magic he masters - from combat routines to personal behavioral logic.

Even without the "Great Magic Book" in this regard, Anson has already noticed this through experience.

Among the three major magics, blood mages are probably the most "direct" type. Their tyrannical and almost immortal vitality gives them great confidence. They are not afraid and even dare to actively provoke conflicts. There is almost no "caution" in them. ” or the shadow of “fear”.

Black mages are the complete opposite. They are the type that avoids direct contact and conflict as much as possible. Generally, they will never take the initiative unless absolutely necessary. Their consistent style is to lurk in the dark, carefully instigate, provoke, take advantage of the situation, and take things by surprise.

As for the conjurer...except for himself, Anson only came into contact with the memories of some people when he was "clearing the questions" with Thalia. It is a type that cannot be defined yet; but whether it is the shortcoming of magic requiring preparation in advance, or the range of spell casting The restrictions prove that the Conjurer is not suitable for protracted battles.

And now the spellcaster who is hiding in White Whale Port to secretly monitor Ian Clemens and others, and trying to test himself with various gangs, is very consistent with the behavioral logic of black magic.

The fact that the other party can so easily "mobilize" several gangster groups is not only well-informed about the Faithless Knights, but it must also be related to the scope of his activities - all the gangs arrived in Beluga Port from the mainland not long ago, so This person should have been hanging around the port area for a long time.

And judging from Ian Clemens' cautious attitude towards this person, he should not have been in Beluga Harbor for a long time, otherwise he would not be so vigilant just now.

Of course, it is also possible that he is worried that his "not loyal enough" performance will be exposed in advance; after all, the Faithless Knights and himself were originally a cooperative relationship, but now they are completely hostile.

There are valid reasons for frequent activities in the port area. He is familiar with the arrival time of ocean-going ships. He has a good understanding of the places where new immigrants who have just arrived in Beluga Port frequent their activities. At the same time, he can also monitor the Faithless Knights who only operate around the city center... …

A vague image with a rough outline began to emerge in Anson's mind.

I am now gradually wiping out the gangs in the city. No matter what the final effect is, killing chickens to scare monkeys will definitely have the effect.

As an excellent black mage, he will never take the initiative to show up unless absolutely necessary. If he loses an important chess piece, he will probably assign a task to Ian Clemens, and by the way, he will test whether the leader of the Knights is still loyal to him. Cressey family.

Fel Cressy's goal should be to undermine the rule of the Stormtroopers and the Rune family in Beluga Harbor, and try to damage his base as much as possible, especially the local people's acceptance of him.

Now he has dropped a bombshell to the entire middle and upper class of Beluga Port - as long as the bank is successfully completed, the Luen family's dominance in Beluga Harbor will be completely unshakable.

Therefore, the other party must lead more rumors that are unfavorable to itself and the Luen family before this happens, destroy the prestige of the storm division, shake its control over the locals, and mess up the matter.

After carefully considering the other party's possible next actions, Ansen decided to remain patient for the time being and wait for the other party to take the initiative to reveal their whereabouts.

At this moment, there was a clear and rhythmic knock on the door; after half a minute of silence, the little clerk opened the door and walked into the room.

"The Council of Five Hundred has just appointed a clerk to come and has just left."

The young clerk approached slowly and said: "As for your previous request to pay homage to former Speaker Harold, the ceremony has been tentatively scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. What do you think, sir? If you are not satisfied with this time, you can make another decision."

"No need, I'm very satisfied with this time." Anson smiled calmly:

"Notify the headquarters that all officers must be present tomorrow, let the Second Infantry Regiment be responsible for maintaining order and security at the scene, and all put on new winter military uniforms - the atmosphere must be as grand as possible."

If it hadn't been for the other party's initiative to remind him, he would have almost forgotten about it; it was just a casual mention at the port and he didn't take it to heart at all.

"No problem, I'll prepare the documents and your speech for tomorrow." The little clerk bowed, but showed no sign of leaving immediately.

"Something happened?" Anson asked casually.

"Sir Anson Bach, your sensitivity is always surprising." The little secretary nodded slightly and gradually put away his smile:

"Just now, there was a fire in the newspaper office of "The Good Man in Beluga Harbor."

Um? !

Anson's pupils shrank slightly, not hiding his shock.

"According to the information that can be gathered so far, an editor who owed a loan shark was threatened by the lender and promised to find him a job in the newspaper office. However, as soon as he walked into the newspaper office, he took out a revolver from under his coat and shot randomly. Staff in the newspaper office." The little clerk's expression became solemn:

"The Stormtrooper soldiers and the Promise Keeper Alliance militiamen who were patrolling nearby at the time rushed to the scene of the crime immediately, but more than a dozen people were already injured; just as they were about to rush into the newspaper office, the assailant suddenly detonated a gun tied to a The gunpowder on his body blew up today's and tomorrow's newspapers, as well as the precious printing press!"

"The fire caused by the explosion directly covered the entire newspaper office. However, because the army arrived in time, the fire was under control. Except for the perpetrator and the three victims, all the others were rescued." The little secretary explained the situation meticulously:

"Now they are temporarily placed in a nearby activity base of the Promise Keepers Alliance. Several priests and nuns are taking care of them on their own initiative. The military doctor and medical soldiers are also on their way there."

"What about the identity of the perpetrator?" Anson frowned slightly: "Including his motive for committing the crime, are there any clues about this?"

"It's a pity, because the editor who borrowed the loan shark has died, and several staff members who were familiar with him are also in a coma. There is no information about this at the moment." The little secretary's expression was slightly abnormal:

"But everyone present basically heard the perpetrator's last words before lighting the gunpowder."

"What last words?"

"Why..." As if he was scared, the little clerk paused and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"For the immortal... Speaker Harold!"

……………………

Downtown, "Dignified Lady" Hotel.

In the guest room at the far end of the corridor on the second floor, Ian and the others, disguised as "a family of three," sat around on the floor, staring at a very worn-looking parchment scroll.

The dusty and slightly rolled paper surface seemed to have been torn open by sharp blades, and dark red blood words appeared:

[…After tomorrow’s ceremony, attack members of the five-hundred-member Council, including but not limited to Mason Wetzler, members of various committees, heads and clerks who maintain daily administrative work…]

[...Assassination of the Storm Division officer corps mainly focuses on middle- and lower-level officers. You can also target certain senior officials, especially administrative staff...]

[...Interfering with the daily activities of the Alliance of Promise Keepers, using a variety of threats and intimidation methods to force them to give up surveillance of marginalized communities...]

[…After all actions are successful, leave ‘For the Immortal Chancellor Harold’ on the scene as an action mark…]

[...Reduce Anson Bach's vigilance against the Faithless Knights and the Crecy family as much as possible, and turn his attention to other directions - the new immigrants, the newly rising upstarts of Beluga Port...]

Looking at the rows of extremely eye-catching characters on the scroll, the three of them had different expressions.

"what to do?"

Derek, the Wild Hunt knight pretending to be his "husband", raised his head and couldn't help but said, "Are you really going to do it?"

"We don't have a second option."

Ian Clemens smiled bitterly at him, raised his hand and tugged on the collar of the children's clothing: "As servants of the Cressy family, it is our obligation to carry out the wishes of the family leader - unless you want to be cursed backlash."

"But this is basically suicide!" Derek's eyes widened:

"Reduce Anson Bach's vigilance as much as possible... This would have been possible before, but you had confessed everything to him that night, and also lured him to find the whereabouts of the Blood Alliance - if you really wanted to take action, he would definitely You know we did it!”

"I didn't expect him to make such a radical choice and send the gangs in the city to heaven one by one. This is not normal!" Ian scratched his head, and there was a hint of helplessness in his usually calm expression:

"Obviously, 'he' has been wary of Anson and us, and has brought forward the plan that was supposed to be slowly advanced; um... this is normal. After all, if it continues to be delayed, I'm afraid it won't be long before our Commander-in-Chief The adults will know his true identity.”

"The current problem has nothing to do with these, what matters is what we should do!"

Seeing that Ian was still sorting out the development of the matter, Derek rolled his eyes at him: "Assaulting the parliament, assassinating officers, interfering with the League of Promise Keepers - do you think that after doing these things, Anson Bach and the Luen family can still let go?" Pass us?!”

"No." Ian looked at him calmly:

"But we are still the Faithless Knights. I am the leader, you are the chief knight, and Carno is the second knight. As long as this remains unchanged, we cannot betray the Crecy family."

"Of course I hope to coexist peacefully with the Luen family, but if it's not possible, then I can only express my regrets and fight to the death."

"you……"

"Shut up, Derek."

The cold words sounded, and the "wife" Sir Carno, who was wearing a sapphire blue dress, stood up, with her cascading blond hair hanging on her shoulders: "Let's stop complaining and complaining, we have to think of a solution."

"What method?"

"Convey more information about 'him' to Anson Bach." Carno said lightly:

"Since the Commander-in-Chief doesn't mind intensifying the situation at all, then we might as well be more direct and let the two sides meet as soon as possible."

"This is impossible!"

Derek couldn't help but said again: "The previous 'side kick' was already very dangerous. We can't send it directly to the door. We can't even expose such an idea easily!"

Carno ignored the Wild Hunt Knight's complaints and looked at Ian silently, just like a "mother" expecting a surprise from her "son".

The leader of the Faithless Knights fell silent, gently picked up the parchment scroll on the ground, and murmured to himself:

"We cannot reveal the whereabouts of our 'companions', we cannot go against the will of the Cressy family, and we cannot deliberately pass important information to our enemies..."

"But! We can let 'him' take the initiative and have to bypass us and deal with Anson Bach once."

"How to do?"

Carno asked, looking at Ian with Derek.

"It's very simple. We carried out his order and went on a killing spree in Moby Dick Harbor - letting the ghost of 'Chancellor Harold' float over the city."

Ian Clemens opened his arms: "Now that things have begun to get a little out of control, let it continue to develop in an even more out of control direction."

"Let the whole city panic and let fear fall on everyone!"