I Will Be The Crowned King

Sitting in the carriage returning to St Isaac's College, Bloane, who looked calm, took out a bottle of wine and a glass from the drawer of the carriage as usual, and poured a full glass for Professor Mace Hornard.

As the closest "student" around the professor, Bloane knows exactly how obsessed he is with this purple-red alcoholic beverage... It's like knowing why the professor is clearly disgusted with coffee, but still can't help but be obsessed with the university in the capital city. Cafes big and small are well known.

The answer is simple: in the cafe-filled city of Clovis, this "little hobby" is a very good cover, enough to explain the professor's reason for being in any city and street.

A history professor who loves coffee and haunts every corner of the capital in order to taste different flavors will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Just as he placed the wine glass gently on the table and carefully pushed it to the position where the professor could reach it; the hand that had been flipping the pages suddenly lifted up and placed a scroll of parchment tied with a ribbon on it. in front of him.

"Teach, professor?!"

The moment his eyes fell on the scroll, Bronny's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Your compensation."

Mace Hornard, who did not look up, was still reading the book "The Life of Isaac Rand", and a low and emotionless voice sounded in the car: "Forget it, I was in the cafe. I promised you."

"But……"

"Don't think about it, this is just compensation for your hard work." Mace Hornard snorted softly: "As my student, you shouldn't focus on such trivial matters."

Bloane's body trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath silently to calm himself down from the shock.

"According to your order, I have conducted a series of investigations against Anson Bach."

Putting away the scroll, Bronne, who was sitting upright, said calmly: "It's the same as what he admitted before, because the Iron Sky incident was targeted by the guards, and he was suspected of having a relationship with Draco Wilters; There are at least two people and less than ten people stalking outside the apartment on Bleiman Street."

"By and large, there is currently no evidence that he lied or concealed any circumstances..."

"but?"

Mace Hornard flipped the pages lightly.

"When I was investigating his whereabouts, I found some strange places." Bronn said solemnly: "A little girl named 'Lisa'."

"She first appeared on the train of the Iron Sky, and then arrived in the capital with Anson Bach, and now lives with him in the apartment on Bleiman Street as his sister."

"But as far as I know, Anson has only one elder brother who is still in the country and has no so-called younger sister among his immediate family members of this generation; and she appeared at the wrong time. A train from Oak Town to the Royal Capital."

Bloun paused, his ice-blue eyes gleaming with thought: "Considering that Anson Bach was alone when he left the barracks... In other words, this so-called 'sister' is wanted by the Guards Draco Wilters, who was with Anson Bach at the same time!"

"So..." Mace Hornard's hand reading the book stopped:

"Do you think there is a connection between the two?"

"At least there is doubt." Bloane nodded vigorously: "I don't think Anson Bach just met Draco Wilters once, as he said."

"Maybe he really didn't know the real plan of this person, maybe he was used by this person, maybe the two people had some agreement... No matter what kind of thing, it is impossible for him to be completely ignorant of Draco Wilters. know."

"And that little girl he regards as his sister may be the key!"

"Snapped!"

Mace Hornard closed the book gently, and placed his right hand on the gilded cover.

It was not until this moment that he finally showed a dignified expression on his face, his eyes raised, and he silently looked into Bron's eyes: "How sure are you?"

The young bachelor twitched his throat and tried his best to restrain his trembling body: "Currently...it's hard to say."

"Until now, our intelligence network has not found any information about Draco Wilters, not even any clues, just like evaporated."

"Even including all the people who have had contact with him, no one knows his whereabouts. I suspect that the forces behind him are deliberately preventing him from being investigated - if you think from this perspective, the guards will take the risk of Anson. Bach's hands are not difficult to understand..."

"I'm not asking that." Mace Hornard whispered.

Bronn, whose thoughts were interrupted, was startled, and his ice blue eyes were a little dazed.

"What I'm asking is, how sure are you about Anson Bach...?" Mace Hornard stared into his eyes, and his voice became a little playful:

"You have met him a few times, and have conducted a detailed investigation of him; tell me, in your judgment, should I continue to believe him?"

"I, I... this..." Bronn stammered in panic all of a sudden: "He was the candidate you personally selected by the professor, and he made outstanding contributions in the Battle of Thunder Castle, I don't think I am qualified …”

"That's right... But he is very close to the Church of Order now, and he seems to be suspected of concealing the truth recently." Mace Hornard said leisurely:

"The most important thing is that the next person he will face directly is the Archbishop of the Church of Order, Luther Franz...Dear Bloane, do you really think he won't be exposed?"

"Professor, what do you mean..."

"We have to prepare with both hands." Mace Hornard said coldly:

"Although I am happy to believe in my students, I have to admit the strength of the Church of Order - this is a dangerous move, and we must ensure that once Anson Bach is exposed or goes against the water~www.readwn.com~ we can respond in time and stop the loss ."

"You have done a good job these two days, try to maintain your friendship with Ansen Bach; the situation in the capital has been very delicate recently, and I may not be able to keep in touch with him often."

"The Guards are on the verge of being disbanded, the riots in the inner city, the sudden intervention of the church... And now this guy named Draco Wilts has suddenly appeared."

"I suspect... that it's probably not just us who plan to use this war between the Empire and the Clovis Kingdom to change the situation."

"Then... who else?" Bronne asked subconsciously.

"Everyone."

"Everyone?!"

"All... people who are dissatisfied with the current situation." The solemn-faced Mace Hornard said softly: "The royal family, nobles, trade unions, the Privy Council, the army... longing for the glory of yesterday, or looking forward to a chaotic chaos Aspirants..."

"They all jump out one by one!"