I will be crowned king

For Anson, the Church of Order and the church in the memory of "pre-Anson" were probably the most difficult places for him to understand at first.

"...In 243 BC, in order to cope with the large-scale losses of the war, the Church of Order officially incorporated the private banks of the archbishop and several bishops into the church, granting them the right to lend and mint money, with the inscriptions of the "Original Canon" and The gold coins of the Ring of Order, the silver coins of the saints, and the copper plates of the Archbishop were issued on a large scale for the first time..."

"...The continuation of the war has allowed the church to develop an extremely complete financial system, and even spread to hostile forces, providing services such as savings, loans, and tax collection..."

"...In the forty-seventh year of the Apostolic Calendar, the newly appointed Archbishop convened the 'Second Council of Order' for the Unification of the Church of Order, and accepted all the conditions proposed in the twenty-second year of the Apostolic Calendar...The Church of the Order remained neutral and no longer Interfering in the internal affairs of various countries, and opening banks and church colleges in the capitals and important cities of various kingdoms..."

Now, in the 100th year of the Saints' Calendar, the Church of Order, as the spiritual leader of the world of Order, has no longer been limited to the spiritual level.

For example, almost all the allowance accounts of low- and middle-level officers like Anson are in the name of the Church of Order.

For example, when it comes to large-scale trade, huge loans, and property management and guarantees, most wealthy businessmen and princes and nobles are more willing to believe in the credibility of the church than in the private banks of competitors or hostile forces.

And the words of Luther Franz, the father of the commander-in-chief of the levy army, the archbishop of the Kingdom of Clovis, Luther Franz, are far more weighty than the finance minister of the Privy Council or the head of the royal bank.

Walking on the marble floor tiles as smooth as a mirror, bright optical fibers shine through the colored glass on both sides on the tall and huge pillars, forming overlapping light and shadow in the long and narrow interior; the long bells ringing from the outside make it even more exciting. This alternating color of light and dark becomes more and more sacred.

So... who would have thought that this place is actually a bank?

Anson, who was complaining in his heart, led Lisa through the door engraved with the ring of order, walked into the elegantly decorated and solemn waiting room, and found a seat near the front row to sit down.

Perhaps because of the mob incident a month ago, the entire church seemed very empty; even Lisa seemed to be infected by the quiet atmosphere. She stared with big eyes, curled up on the chair with her calves in her arms, and even the atmosphere was... Don't dare to make a sound.

Ten minutes later, a clear bell rang through the empty walls; a gentleman wearing a top hat, holding a cane and a newspaper was getting up from the counter and leaving, not forgetting to nod to Anson as he passed by. .

Ansen, who smiled at the other party, immediately stood up and stepped forward.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The receptionist at the counter was a nun wearing a black and white robe, with a ring of order badge hanging on her slightly undulating chest, and a sweet smile.

"I'm an army officer, and I'm here to collect my monthly allowance." Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Anson found that his tone had become as soft as the other person's.

"No problem." The nun nodded and smiled: "Please show your identity and account certificate."

Anson took out the card from his coat pocket that was slightly old but not wrinkled and stamped with the coat of arms of the Bach family, and handed it to the nun through the gap in front of the counter.

“Do you have VIP status at this church?”

The nun who took the card confirmed it and smiled at Anson again.

"Uh, probably not." Anson continued to smile:

"I'm just here to collect my allowance."

"Do you have any financial management and investment intentions?"

"I'm here to get my allowance."

"Do you need any insurance programs or small loans?"

"...I'm here to receive the allowance."

"no problem."

The nun smiled sweetly: "What is your name?"

The one in your hand is... Anson continued to smile:

"Anson Bach."

The nun nodded very simply, and skillfully pulled out a document from the pile of empty documents next to her, leaving a string of elegant handwriting with her brisk strokes:

"What is the reason for you to apply for the subsidy?"

"..." Anson.

"Let me fill in the 'no reason' for you." After a moment of silence, the young nun who stood up said enthusiastically: "Your application needs to be reported and reviewed, please wait a moment - it only takes ten minutes."

The smile on Anson's face had completely frozen.

Ten minutes later, the nun who was chatting with a priest ran all the way back to the counter. She looked at Anson with regretful eyes with curved eyebrows: "Dear Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach, I am very sorry, but there is an error in your officer allowance account. There was a little problem.”

"What's wrong?"

"That's it - although your current military rank has changed from captain to lieutenant colonel, the Army has not sent the relevant documents to the Church of Order; so unless you can go to the Army to issue relevant certificates, we cannot provide you with a lieutenant colonel Level allowances.”

Anson nodded. He expected this situation to occur. After all, he was "promoted" by Ludwig. It was normal for the Army, which had a poor relationship with the church, not to provide him with documents:

"It doesn't matter, just follow the original military rank."

The captain's allowance in the Kingdom of Clovis is less than one-half of that of a lieutenant colonel. It is difficult for one person to live in a big city like the royal capital; but if Lisa is added to the equation, the daily expenses and necessary social interaction for the two of them will be difficult. It would be more stressful if we were going back and forth.

But if it was only temporary, he wouldn't be able to accept it...

"I'm very sorry, but this won't work either." The nun's face showed a troubled look again:

"Although your allowance account is still the same as before, your current military rank is lieutenant colonel; according to the agreement between the Army and the Church of Order, the allowance accounts of low-level officers and mid-level officers belong to two systems."

"So I regret to inform you, Lieutenant Colonel Anson Bach, that you can no longer continue to receive the allowance of a low-ranking officer, unless you can get a positive document from the Army and submit it on non-prayer days and working hours, we will Please allow seven to thirty working days for your response letter to be mailed.”

After saying that, the nun with a sweet smile looked at Anson with a sincere look: "Is there anything else I can help you with? Clovis Cathedral is willing to provide every believer of the Ring of Order with the best of its ability. help."

After being silent for a few seconds, Anson, whose face remained stiff, forced a smile at the other party and said softly:

"Any help?"

"Any help." The nun nodded sincerely.

“What if I need to cash a check?”

"Of course, no problem. Clovis Cathedral is happy to provide you with personal cash services." The nun smiled and said:

"Excuse me...how much do you want to exchange?"

………………

"One thousand gold coins?!"

Just as Anson was leaving, a young priest's jaw-dropping words rang out in the church:

"That lieutenant colonel exchanged a thousand gold coins?!"

"And it's a bearer check, with only the church's seal and signature on it." The nun nodded desperately, her expression even more surprised than him.

"The ring of order is above..." the young priest exclaimed again, but then showed a confused expression:

"But why did he look a little gloomy when he left?"

"The Ring of Order is above, how is this possible?" The nun was equally confused:

"Every word I said and every expression I made strictly followed the church's regulations; according to the regulations, he should be very satisfied."

"So what makes him look so ugly?"

"Well……"

The distressed nuns and priests frowned in exactly the same way.