I will be crowned king

“Woooooooooooooo——…”

The sharp sound of the whistle was accompanied by the steam sweeping across the entire train platform. The Steel Sky, with its bright yellow gas lights flashing, arrived at the end of her trip after more than ten days of non-stop driving.

Wangdu Central West Station.

When the thick fog dissipated, the surging crowd once again engulfed the entire train platform.

Bankrupts in rags with traces of smoke all over their bodies; Southern aristocrats with their families and piles of suitcases to avoid the war; wealthy businessmen dressed in luxury, ready to work hard in this new world; those who abandoned their family property and came to study at all costs young gentleman...

Group after group of people with different identities from all over the world, abandoned the annexed fields and the war-burned countryside, eager to find a new future in the greatest and most prosperous city in the Kingdom of Clovis.

"...That's it."

Walking on the platform, Draco Vertes, who was smiling, turned around and looked at Anson and Lisa, who were still standing in the carriage looking at him. He held his tattered suitcase tightly in his right hand:

"Dear Sir Anson Bach, and... uh... lovely Miss Lisa Bach. It's an honor to have such a fulfilling trip with you two."

"But no matter how long the journey is, it will come to an end. In order to avoid the meaningless sentimentality of separation, let us say goodbye here!"

"you sure?"

Looking at his calm expression, as if nothing had happened, Anson couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Of course." The corners of Draco's mouth raised lightly:

"More than a dozen Guardsmen died inexplicably on the Steel Sky, including a guy whose status and military rank were obviously not low. Even if you feel guilty about such a big thing, it is impossible for the Guardsmen to swallow their anger."

"They should have just received the news now and are rushing towards the station - if you continue to get involved with me, a guy who is full of troubles, you will also be targeted."

Anson nodded slightly.

Although the newspapers are full of news about the imminent disbandment of the Guards, it seems that they are dying, with half a foot in the coffin... But this does not mean that the other party is no longer a threat.

The fact is just the opposite - the more dangerous the situation, the more careless the Guards will be!

This is an official military organization with thousands of elite soldiers, and the power to move freely and arrest throughout the royal capital; no matter how dangerous the situation it is currently facing, it is still easy to find trouble with a military academy graduate.

"Plop!"

Smiling, Draco suddenly let go of the handle of his right hand, and the suitcase that fell vertically landed firmly on the ground.

"This is the reward."

Looking at the suitcase, which was definitely not light, Anson raised his eyes silently:

"It seems we haven't discussed this matter yet."

"And this is my answer to you."

Draco shrugged: "You can hide it, exchange it for money, or burn it - those people only know that I carry a suitcase with me and don't know what it looks like."

"It's so common to lose one or two suitcases every day on the train platform. It would be better to say that nothing is lost one day, which would be considered a new thing."

Draco shrugged, with a little playfulness in his sincere eyes:

"Please rest assured that I will not mention a word about everything in the box and about you - the young officer who returned to the capital with the cute girl... If asked, this is me s answer."

"Of course, such a guarantee has no effect at all; so if you still can't believe it, then I can only..."

"It goes without saying, I believe you."

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Anson quickly stopped the novelist who was about to continue talking.

He knew very well the reason why he really decided to help him, and also knew that his target was the information he had about the suspicion of the "Old God Sect" in the Thunder Castle levy force, but he did not mention it once.

He even threw all the collected information directly to himself to dispel his worries... Anson sighed inwardly, and his mood was a little complicated.

I am really not used to this kind of guy who can detect other people's inner thoughts just by observing.

Draco smiled slightly after being interrupted, and took out a few postcards with his right hand from his pocket, folded them into a pile, and placed them gently next to the handle of the worn suitcase:

"You said before that you returned to the capital for the graduation certificate of the Royal Military Academy... Well... I may not be able to help you with this, but during this period you definitely need to rent a house with a suitable price, convenient transportation and live in it. A comfortable enough house.”

"house?"

Anson was slightly stunned, unable to keep up with this guy's rhythm.

"Yes, although you don't look like you are short of money, I guess you won't choose to stay in a hotel, right?" Draco asked with a smile:

"If that's the case, I advise you to give up this idea - Clovis City is no longer what it was a year ago, and the prices of hotels and hotels near the station have increased tenfold. The stipend of a lieutenant colonel is also difficult to afford.”

He even guessed his own military rank... Anson, who remained calm-faced, resisted the urge to reach behind his waist and draw his gun again.

"What's more, you are not alone now. We also have our lovely and scary Miss Lisa, who is good at surprising people. Let a girl who is still innocent and innocent live in a guest room of only 20 square meters. It's really It's too much." Draco, smiling, continued:

"These postcards contain the contact information of several recent reputable renters. They were given to me by a kind old nobleman before getting off the bus; unfortunately, I already have a place to live in the royal capital, so obviously you are better than me now. Need this more.”

"Oh, by the way, if you have a strong wallet now, I highly recommend you to check out the house near White Lake Park - the transportation is convenient, and it is only three intersections away from the red brick street where Clovis Cathedral is located. , as well as the security companies hired by the tenants and residents themselves, so the security is quite good."

"In addition, everything from the fireplace to the kitchen, bathroom, and most of the furniture is available."

"The only trouble is that you have to pay at least six months to a year's rent at once, and you also have to bear the additional cost of the security company, so it is very suitable for people who have a lot of cash on hand."

A large amount of cash, a relationship with the Church of Order...what else do you not know about this guy?

"Finally, I wish you both a smooth trip in the capital; I have a hunch that we will meet again soon."

"Hopefully by then, we've all accomplished what we each wanted to do."

After saying that, Draco smoked the pipe again, turned around with a smile, and followed the tide of people outside the station.

Anson stepped onto the cold tiles of the platform and gently picked up the suitcase dropped by the other party.

When he looked up again, the other party had disappeared into the crowd, and he could only vaguely see a back figure that was probably his, wearing a shabby coat and smoking a pipe.

Lonely.