I will be crowned king

"puff--!"

The moment the assassin was stunned, a sharp blade suddenly pierced the back of his neck, and the tray he was holding slipped from his hand and hit the thick and soft carpet.

The cold-blooded assassin subconsciously tried to look behind him, and resisted with the revolver held in his trembling right hand, but the other party covered his mouth; his fingers were so strong that he broke his jaw joint!

"Hmm!!! Uh-huh...!!!!"

The assassin, who was in pain, let out a heart-rending howl, and was dragged into the room with his mouth covered like an animal waiting to be slaughtered. He threw him to the ground with a "Plop!" and then cut his throat with a knife.

The moment his vision was completely dimmed, he finally saw the other person's appearance clearly - a young man dressed neatly in military uniform, with a thin body and a very immature appearance.

He seemed a bit panicked, but the process of taking action was very swift and swift, from losing the ability to resist to the result without any hesitation; he was in such a hurry that he actually left the revolver on the ground, pretending that he was being cut. Lao's body was shot to death.

The Three Old Gods fell into the hands of a rookie... With the last regret, the assassin closed his eyes with hatred.

In the quiet room, Julien, the commander of the 5th Infantry Regiment, looked at the blood on his hands, and then at the "suicide scene" he had just arranged on the ground, with very panicked eyes.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the moment when the assassin was exposed, so that he could take the opportunity to warn Little Baekeland to pay attention to his safety, and at the same time, he would not cause too much trouble to affect the negotiations between the Cecil family and Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach.

After all, the mission was assassinated, and it was attacked by assassins suspected of being hired by military officers. It is definitely the worst time to affect diplomacy. It can easily be used as a handle by people with ulterior motives, which is very detrimental to the Storm Legion who have just returned home and the newly arrived mission. .

In the end, who would have known that Baekeland was not in his room, and he had taken action too early... How should he explain to Baekeland that the servant he had just hired shot himself in his room?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he might have gotten into trouble. Julien sighed, fled the "crime scene" with a look of remorse, and ran towards the other end of the corridor without looking back.

Just as he left, the wardrobe in the corner of the room suddenly made a heartbreaking sound. Hank, the military doctor hiding inside, sat cross-legged and rolled his eyes expressionlessly.

"Sigh... Young people nowadays are so frivolous and unprofessional in everything they do. I have obviously sworn not to do this kind of business anymore..."

While sighing and complaining, Hank took out the saw and linen cloth that had been prepared long ago from his arms, and quickly cleaned the scene.

Ten minutes later, the military doctor, who was dressed as a messenger, carried a medium-sized package, closed the door as if nothing had happened, picked up the tray that the assassin had dropped on the ground, and moved towards Little Baekeland and Fula Laura... Cecil walked in the direction he left.

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After leaving the room, Laura, who pretended to be mysterious, continued to lead the somewhat confused little Baekeland around in the city council building, passing through similar but different corridors, and among countless stairs. Up and down repeatedly.

According to Fabian, this is to avoid letting the other party realize his exact location; the more unfamiliar he is to the surrounding environment, the more dependent a person will be on the only companion who can stay close, which can improve his speaking ability. credibility at the time, making subsequent transactions smoother.

Credibility, transaction...Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, just thinking about Fabian's face as cold as ice and pronouncing these words in his calm tone, the girl couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

And she didn't know that just as they were "circling" back and forth, nearly a dozen assassins were either following or ambushing the two of them; but before they could make a move, they were already ambushed by the Storm Legion. The officers took the result in advance and dealt with it before the two of them noticed.

"...You said before that the officers of the Storm Legion did not believe that someone was trying to assassinate the mission. I personally think that things may be different from what you think."

Back in the banquet hall, Christian held the wine glass and deliberately lowered his voice to analyze for William Cecil: "As far as I know, you have cooperated with them at least two or three times. No matter how strangers you are to each other, There should be a certain amount of trust in the government, and the possibility of categorically vetoing it is very small.”

"Even if there is someone who is very suspicious or biased against you, the possibility that everyone will not believe it is too low; or just because you are a very suspicious person, shouldn't you confirm the situation as soon as possible, or Thinking of ways to improve the security measures of the mission?”

"You mean, they are just pretending not to believe it?" The young naval captain's eyes lit up: "Actually, they are already taking action?!"

"I don't know much about the Storm Legion. As for the officers, I only met Anson once at the port, but..."

Christian chuckled a few times and pointed to a corner of the banquet hall near the door without looking back: "The eyes over there look fierce... Your Excellency, from just now to now, just from what I have seen, I have already... I left the banquet hall four times; and every time I came back, the revolver on my waist was in a different position."

"Commander of the Fourth Infantry Regiment of the Storm Legion, Lieutenant Colonel Leo..." William was trying to control his urge to look back and looked out of the corner of his eye:

"He is the main force of Anson's long-distance attacks. It is said that he is so lucky that he can fight ten times as many enemies without getting hurt!"

"There is also your Excellency who is three tables away and his eyes never leave his body." Christian took a sip of wine and said:

"Every time you leave, you go with at least three or five people, and the action is very covert... If I guess correctly, when you told them that someone was going to assassinate the mission, did you inform them one by one?"

"Commander of the Third Infantry Regiment, Norton Crosell..."

William murmured to himself, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Ah! Yes, that's it!"

"Then it's not surprising. It seems that they are not only wary of others, but also of their own people."

Christian smiled, shook his head, and put the glass down: "You can take a look at the person who is coming back from the banquet hall door. He must have just dealt with the target. He has little experience and looks a little nervous."

Um? !

William turned around suddenly and his eyes immediately caught Julien who was tiptoeing and cautiously walking into the banquet hall. His expression was too exaggerated to be described as "surprised".

"In addition to them, there are several others who have left, and who have left and come back repeatedly... Counting a little, one-third of the officers of the Storm Legion should be no longer here." Christian half-sure and half-guessed:

"According to what you said, the total number of assassins should not exceed twenty... Well, I guess only about half of them have sneaked into the team of local servants hired by the mission, and the remaining half probably sneaked in secretly to help with the ambush in advance. Good people take action... Based on the number and frequency of these officers' actions, half of the people who infiltrated should have been wiped out without any accident."

William was speechless.

A minute later, he respectfully poured another glass of wine for Christian: "Then...then what are we going to do when we return to the banquet hall now?"

"Thank you." Christian nodded slightly and raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand: "The two choices mainly depend on you."

"First, we can choose to pretend we know nothing and stay here until the banquet is over, or Anson finishes his meeting with the mayor of Northport and you tell him everything exactly - of course, there is no need for those parts about me. ”

"...Then, what about the second one?"

"Second...you need to take a little risk."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Christian's tone clearly didn't agree: "With the Storm Legion here, there is a high probability that nothing unexpected will happen to the mission, but we cannot guarantee that the assassins will only be those you see; conversely That said, not all officers may realize that assassins are hiding among those people."

"Considering that you informed them one by one, they may not only not be cooperating with each other, but may even be wary of each other. It is not surprising that some people have incomplete information; so we must find a way to expose the assassins proactively."

"Actively exposed..." William was stunned for a moment, then quickly approached and asked, "What should we do?"

He was now completely devoted to this "Anson's brother". No matter what the other party said, the young naval colonel was ready to do it directly.

"It's very simple. You should find a way to notify everyone now and let the banquet end early." Christian said solemnly: "Once the mission returns to the Storm Legion's station, the assassins will have no chance; even if they risk exposure, risk, they will definitely take action at the last moment."

"Then...what are the risks?"

"The risk is that the mission may really be assassinated because of this, and it will be in public... After all, if a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, it is not surprising what will happen."

Seeing Christian put down the wine glass lightly, the young naval captain couldn't help but shudder.

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"So...are you ready to wake up?"

In front of the small coffee table in the corner of the corridor, Laura Fura came closer to Baekeland little by little: "What I am going to say now, every sentence is the most important secret of the Cecil family. If anyone knows it, it is me who told it." Yours will be irreversible; and those who know this secret will also become the mortal enemies of the Cecil family."

"You don't need me to tell you how much such a heavy secret will cost, right?"

No, no, no, since this secret is so heavy, how about you don't tell me... Little Baekeland, who was still confused until now, was ready to cry, but when he saw the beautiful girl approaching him, he was still full of emotions. He wanted to sacrifice her for his own appearance. The Free Confederation Ambassador’s cheeks turned slightly red:

"Then, what do you want me to do?"

"No, no, no, dear Ambassador, it's not what I want you to do, but we have to work together to create each other's happiness." Fula Laura tried her best to control the corners of her mouth that were rising wildly:

"For the sake of our mutual security, I will send you the information by mail, ensuring that it is the most important secret of the Cecil family; as long as we have it, the Cecil family will never be an enemy of the Free Confederacy; This means that the entire North Port and the entire royal fleet will become your allies."

"And all I need is a promise from you." Laura Fura raised her right index finger tremblingly: "Promise me this is the only condition, and I will give you the information."

"Okay, okay!" Little Baekeland was so frightened that he nodded repeatedly: "W-what are the conditions?"

"This is easy for you, even a piece of cake."

The girl twitched her throat hard: "Before you leave North Port and go to Clovis City, convince the mayor of North Port to allow people from the Cecil family to travel with you."

"Of course! You don't need to mention my name, just express your hope that the Cecil family can join the envoy team. There is no need for any additional conditions or explanation why, he will understand!"

Yes, this is what Fabian calls the "perfect plan."

Use the information to bribe the Free Confederacy mission, and then the mission will hold the information and "blackmail" the Cecil family. Then... she can sneak into the mission team and go to Clovis City with Fabian.

By then, when the family finds out that she has disappeared, the girl is already far away in the royal capital. Even if they want to ask the important people of the mission, they will have no evidence. Moreover, Laura Fula will definitely not be with the mission by then, and will have already tried every means to hide. Where no one can find it.

After obtaining Fabian and escaping from the family's control, the Free Confederate Mission established a friendship with the Cecil family. What the mission obtained was only the insignificant "privacy" of the family, which was threatening but would not harm the fundamental interests.

Perfect...perfect plan, perfect crime.

It’s just that Fabian didn’t tell the girl that she didn’t need to “bribe” the mission at all. She could also complete the above operations by herself, and she could even do it without leaving any trace - but it would definitely anger the Cecil family and have a negative impact on Storm. The Legion and himself, including his beloved boss, Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach, were all in bad shape.

The girl must not know this. Now she is completely immersed in the role in her imagination. She has personally experienced a real, well-planned and perfect crime. Her inner satisfaction has reached its peak; she can only wait for Ambassador Baekeland in front of her to lightly With a slight nod, the perfect plan will achieve self-sublimation.

But there is still a little regret... Although the plan is perfect, it is not exciting enough after all. The scenes are still lacking, and there is a lack of explosive points that will shock the audience - to use the analogy of a novel, the atmosphere is only heightened to this point, not to mention One is a waste of money!

At this time, what do the villains expect if they don't rush out to stop him? Even if there is no villain, there will still be an explosion...

"boom--!!!!"