I will be crowned king

Faced with Christian's pretense of modesty, Anson immediately stood in awe, as if he had completely listened to the other person's words.

Although I can't be sure that the other party is really giving me advice out of blood ties, or that he has been bribed by the Cecil family long ago to convey Beigang's attitude, but at least what he said is indeed in line with the storm. The current situation of the Legion and Anson himself.

Since the situation is unclear, you should not take a stand immediately, but first ensure that internal unity will not be divided and wait for the situation to change. It is better than acting recklessly and regretting it in the end.

All in all, neither the Storm Legion nor the Free Confederate Mission will leave North Port before receiving written instructions from Clovis City... which is in line with the original intention of the Cecil family.

However, being unable to leave the port does not mean that you cannot spread your influence to Clovis City and make those people aware of your existence; after all, with Beigang going through so much trouble, it is impossible for you to keep a low profile even if you want to, so it is better to do the opposite. And do it, lest some guys who haven't jumped out yet subconsciously ignore themselves and do things that are harmful to others but not beneficial to themselves.

On the other side, seeing Anson's solemn expression and knowing that the message he wanted to convey had been understood, Christian stopped talking and started chatting with Anson about family affairs.

The Bach family is a standard small country noble. Perhaps there were a few knights as retainers in a prosperous time, but that was a long time ago, and now they are just ordinary manor owners.

With the dedicated efforts of more than two hundred to three hundred generations, people have more or less got rid of the labels of "commoners" and "nouveau riche" and blended into the so-called "aristocratic circles".

Of course, this so-called "circle" is limited to the local countryside, with more than a dozen families that are either prosperous or in decline but still have their own manors and noble titles; they marry, help, scheme, and frame each other... He has lived among the saints for one hundred and two years, but he has lived a life that is completely different from that of his ancestors a hundred years ago, with almost no changes.

But this is the Bach family from the perspective of Anson, or even the previous "Anson"; from the perspective of Christian, the head of the family, the family and the surrounding environment are changing with each passing day, and the changes are so fast that it makes people confused.

In the past, the small family with only a few members now has more than ten direct family members, and counting relatives and outgoing branches, the number is close to more than fifty people. It has reached the medium-sized scale of the local "upper class" and is very large. It makes the surrounding neighbors and friends envious.

And only half of the more than ten direct relatives stayed in the family manor in the countryside. The other half, like Anson, left early and went to other places. Some started business, and some went to Clovis to find jobs, or He got an official position...or he chose to join the army like Anson, but he basically didn't do well.

Not to mention now, there are only a handful of people who can reach the level he achieved two years ago and become army captains. At most, they don't have to start from the rank of soldier.

But in fact, this is a normal phenomenon; even in Clovis, a noble officer with a baron background who can become a major has basically reached the top, and most of them are just lieutenants after working for most of their lives.

As for a good thing like a person achieving enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascending to heaven...that can only be realized if he is placed in a truly wealthy family; not to mention how Anson, a brigadier general, came to be, there is a big problem in itself.

Based on his relationship with the War Department, his relatives, not to mention taking advantage of him, were lucky enough not to be in bad luck because of him!

And in fact, there is indeed...according to the information revealed by Fabian and the little secretary, at least during the period of his "curve loyalty", including the Franz family, everyone related to the Storm Legion and the family have all been held accountable and implicated to a greater or lesser extent.

But Christian obviously didn't care about this. It was an unimaginable good thing for the family to have a general after so many years. From the beginning to the end, he never said a word about Anson, or whether he had brought any trouble to the family in these years.

The two closely-knit brothers chatted for nearly an hour, until the carriage slowly stopped outside a mansion, and they reluctantly said goodbye.

According to Christian, the Cecil family actually arranged a place for him to live, but he was really not used to living in other people's homes, so he just found a small hotel in the city. However, with the Cecil family taking care of him, he didn't have to worry about rent. Money.

After sending his "dear brother" away, Anson did not enter the mansion immediately. He stood on the roadside and watched the carriage leave until the other party disappeared around the corner at the end of the road.

From the time they got in the car, the two of them talked for more than ninety minutes...ninety minutes, and the other party never mentioned Lisa.

Even a few times he said something casually through the Storm Legion, but he quickly changed the topic or skipped it.

Not taking the initiative to ask can also be interpreted as the other party's high emotional intelligence and understanding of what topics are appropriate and what are not. Avoiding the topic can only mean that you have been fully prepared in advance and know that this is not something that can be discussed casually.

Lisa is his "sister", and Thalia is his "fiancée". The two are almost identical from appearance to figure... This is not a secret, but those who know, especially those who are not from the Storm Legion, know this. , very few.

So the question is, who reminded or told this to Christian, who lived in the country and had not seen him for several years?

Cecil family? I don't rule out this possibility... but my relationship with them is not good enough to keep quiet and quietly help me resolve potential family conflicts.

The same principle can also be applied to the Franz family and other people who have had transactions with her openly or covertly... It is even more impossible for Thalia. In her eyes, ordinary people who are not even spellcasters count. Not counting "people", it is a question worthy of serious discussion and research.

If these are not the case, then how did my brother, who likes to tell "old stories", know this?

On the empty street, Anson, who turned his back to the hustle and bustle in the distance, shook his head and walked into the mansion specially prepared by the Cecil family for the Storm Legion.

It is said to be a special preparation, but in fact it should be the place where the Jihadist Army temporarily stationed in Beigang before; there is even a flag of the Ring of Order that has not been taken off on the wall, and some traces of life can also be seen that they were still here after arriving in Beigang. After staying for a few days, I just left.

The officers of the 8,000-strong Storm Legion lived in the mansions used to house tens of thousands of the upper-middle class of the Holy War, especially the nobles and knights, which seemed very empty; but this was just right, Anson was planning to let the Free Confederation’s mission also If they settle here first, they won't have to bother Beigang to arrange accommodation for them.

After passing through the vestibule and pushing open the door, the first thing Anson saw was the little clerk sitting in the empty hall.

"Lord Anson, you are finally here!"

Seeing a familiar figure come into view, Alan Dawn, who was recording something in his diary just a second ago, stood up suddenly and trotted to Anson: "There is something important about today's Northport City Council dinner. I need to inform you about the matter..."

"Wait a minute." He raised his hand to stop the impatient little clerk. Anson looked around and said, "Where are the other people in the legion and the Free Confederation mission, why aren't they with you?"

"They have all gone to the dinner party in advance, including the Free Confederate mission and all the teams that came to greet us." The little secretary answered truthfully:

"In fact, I'm here to inform you to go to the scene. The dinner will start in less than an hour."

One hour? !

Anson looked startled, which meant that if he had not left with Christian at that time, he should have gone directly to the scene with the welcoming team.

No matter how enthusiastic he is, Beigang is too anxious. Normally, he should at least wait until he settles down here.

Unless...unless they are really in a hurry and don't want to wait a minute.

The corners of Anson's mouth curled up in a playful way. He was already looking forward to today's dinner.

"Uh... if you need it, it shouldn't be a problem to postpone it a little." As if he noticed something from Anson's reaction, the little secretary came closer and said:

"I had already raised the issue of the dinner being too early to Brigadier General Taro Cecil before I came here. He said that if you insist, you can postpone it for another two to three hours, but it may have to..."

"No need, just keep the status quo; tidy up a little, and we'll set off now."

"As ordered." The little secretary responded:

"Then will you change your dress for the dinner here or to..."

"Dress? I can wear this." Anson smiled and waved his hand:

"Anyway, what they want to see is the Commander-in-Chief of the Storm Legion, Brigadier General Clovis, not a country nobleman who appears from nowhere and doesn't even have a title."

"Since Beigang has spent so much effort to welcome us, it might as well try to satisfy the hospitable landowners."

Speaking of this, Anson suddenly remembered what Christian had just reminded him, so he added casually: "By the way, you will leave first later and ask Fabian to wait outside the banquet venue. I have something to discuss with him."

After all, he is a former Guards officer and a secret agent of the royal family. Fabian should have some knowledge of the intelligence of Clovis City and not be completely ignorant.

As soon as he finished speaking, the little clerk who had been serious and very professional suddenly showed an expression of inexplicable embarrassment.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Ah this..."

The little secretary hesitated for a very rare moment, as if he had made a huge determination, and looked up at Xiang Ansen:

"It's a long story. I don't know if Mr. Anson still remembers that when we set off from North Port to the colony, there was a young woman who ran to the dock to chase Colonel Fabian..."

Anson Bach: "...?"

…………………………

On the other side of North Harbor, the private residence of the Cecil family.

The expressionless Fabian sat on the edge of the sparkling pink bed, looking at the figure that had "coerced" him, feeling numb all over.

"Dear Miss Furora, I personally feel that there may be some minor misunderstandings between you and me regarding the previous agreement..."

The beautiful girl in front of the dressing table was dressing up carefully while looking in the mirror at the prey that she had waited patiently for a long time and finally captured. Her heart swelled with infinite pride.

But on the surface, she is still prepared to maintain a little bit of grace, at least looking perfect enough and aggrieved enough, as it should be: "I promise you won't make a sound and won't let anyone notice...Oh, dear Fabi An, may I ask what I failed to do?"

"You did it all, and it was perfect." Fabian didn't dare to turn his eyes to observe the environment. He knew that the other party was staring at him intently:

"It's just that, for our location and...the properties of the room, there may be a slight...inappropriateness."

"Not suitable?"

The girl raised her eyebrows, wanting to be angry but pretending to be aggrieved: "I carefully selected them according to your requirements, so why is there anything inappropriate?"

"You have to hide, not to be discovered by others, and most importantly, you have to avoid my family. I agreed... Fabian, I have been waiting hard for you for two years! After suffering so many grievances, The first thing you said was to accuse me?!"

Who made you wait for two years? We obviously had nothing at that time... The corners of the deputy commander's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to have a seizure, but he knew that at least at this stage, the friendly relationship between the Cecil family and the Storm Legion was very important. He had to restrain himself. , be restrained...restrained...

"But this is the private residence of Cecil's family. Your closest family members live here. It's still in your own room. If someone knocks on the door at this time..."

"Frola Cecil, the youngest daughter of the mayor of North Port will be ruined and become a shame in the eyes of the whole family." The girl suddenly looked back and raised the corners of her mouth:

"So dear Fabian, you must not make too much noise, otherwise we will both be doomed."

For the first time in his life, Fabian had the urge to roll his eyes.

"...What exactly do you want?"

"You know what I want better than anyone in the world." Fulara stared at him with burning eyes:

"In order to wait until this moment, you can never imagine how much I paid and how many methods I used to get rid of the engagements my father prepared for me."

"Then I can only express my regret, dear Miss Furora." Fabian took a deep breath: "You know that with the difference in status between the two of us, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible in this world. If it is, it must be because the preparations are not sufficient and the plan is not perfect enough... This is what you told me at the beginning, and I still remember it." The girl obviously did not give up. idea:

"As long as I can get it from you, I am willing to accept it no matter how high the price is; as for how to achieve it, that is your business."

"……I?"

"That's right! Didn't you ask me what I wanted? This is the answer." The girl raised her head proudly:

"Come up with a perfect plan for me, Fabian!"