I Will Be The Crowned King

Clovis City, Outer City, Renai Welfare Institute.

In the evening, Viscount Bogner, who was invited, came to this orphanage, a joint venture between the royal family and the church, to attend the charity evening hosted by the Franz family.

As soon as the golden-red carriage stopped outside the black iron gate, Mrs. Corny, who was standing outside, immediately greeted Viscount Bogner in formal clothes.

"Good evening, Viscount Bogner."

Although it was the first time we met, the hospitable Mrs. Coney was still cordial, as if the two sides had long been acquainted:

"It is a great honor for this court to take time out of your busy schedule to be a guest; I heard that there was an emergency meeting of the Privy Council this morning, and I thought you would definitely not be able to come!"

"No one dares to shirk the dinner hosted by the Franz family even if the king summons them, right?" The serious Viscount Bogner made a rare joke and took the pipe from the servant:

"Has it started yet?"

"Fifteen minutes left, your arrival time is perfect." Mrs. Coney responded slightly flatteringly, her eyes swept to the girl who got off the carriage behind the Viscount, her pupils shrank suddenly.

This is a very petite girl, at most thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a light pink cake dress; with light brown curly hair and sapphire green eyes, fair skin sparkling, and small and delicate features like dolls , so cute that people won't look away when they see it.

"Who is this…"

"My... a distant grandniece."

In an instant, Viscount Bogner suddenly showed a somewhat flustered look, and subconsciously blocked the girl behind him: "I happened to visit relatives in Clovis City, so I took her out for a walk."

"Ah~ what a cute little girl." Mrs. Coney nodded enthusiastically, and smiled at the Viscount very flatteringly:

"It's so cute now, I'm afraid even the daughter of the Franz family will be compared in the future, right?"

"Hehe... You are really a humorous and kind lady." Viscount Bogner, who was biting his pipe, had recovered his emotions, and pressed his hat with his right hand to signal to the other party:

"Can you show us the way to the banquet hall, Xiao Liya can't wait."

"Oh! Of course, of course!"

Mrs. Coney laughed again and again, and greeted the little girl enthusiastically: "The shortcut to the banquet hall is here, lovely Miss Leia, please come with me, don't get lost."

The two walked through the gate under the guidance of Mrs. Coney, stepped on the old stone road that had been cleaned by the children of the orphanage, bypassed the crowd waiting at the main entrance, and entered the hall directly.

The brightly lit hall of the orphanage is no longer as simple as it used to be. The walls are hung with curtains in the style of the Ring of Order, and all kinds of sterling silver church rituals and badges are placed under the four walls. Incense, full of elegant and quiet atmosphere.

The banquet is about to start, and the spacious hall is already full of seats. Everywhere, you can see guests with luxurious clothes and extraordinary temperament, carrying expensive wine and champagne to watch in the welfare home.

Although it was only a temporary small charity party, because it was hosted by the Franz family, the scale was comparable to that of many wealthy dinner parties; the number of guests was not only the number, but also the level was not low.

Stepping into the hall, Viscount Bogner has already seen many familiar faces; many guests even like him, still in the Osteria Palace in the inner city in the morning, and appeared in this close to the evening before the evening. Welfare homes in the outer city.

After greeting a few acquaintances and chatting, his expression was always a little nervous. The unnatural Count Bogner quickly avoided the crowd and took the girl's little hand to a quieter window. forward.

At Clovis-style banquets, a secluded location like this is generally considered a "private meeting place"; as long as someone is standing there, the surrounding guests are usually not approached.

Even so, Viscount Bogner, who was biting his pipe, cautiously looked around for a week. After confirming again and again that no one was listening, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back cautiously at the cute girl behind him:

"Are you... sure you really want to do this?"

"Of course." The girl drank the juice elegantly, but even a normal-sized goblet was too big for her, so that it took two hands to hold it:

"It's just a party, not a church service. What should you worry about?"

"I know I know."

The old arrogance of the old Viscount was completely gone, and there was even a trace of awe in his eyes when he looked at the girl: "You know this is a banquet for the Franz family, maybe there will be..."

"Judge."

The girl interrupted softly, her smart green eyes slowly turned, and swept towards a young man in a formal suit sitting in the corner of the hall, holding a glass of champagne and pretending to be looking at a pocket watch:

"Cole Dorian, acting head of the Order of Truth...he's sitting there."

Um? !

Viscount Bogner was shocked, and turned his head sharply to look in the direction the girl pointed at the bottom of the goblet.

The young Inquisitor who was "discovered" looked a little stunned, but in the next second he put away his pocket watch, smiled at the Viscount with a wine glass, and turned away calmly.

"What's up?"

The female judge Sera looked at the strange expression on Cole's face and asked blankly.

"I...exposed." The young Inquisitor twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression extremely tangled:

"I don't know why, but Viscount Bogner just looked at me like he saw a ghost."

"A nobleman who is slightly related to the underground trade of enchanted items can still have a second expression when he finds that there is a judge at the banquet?"

Sera glanced at him with the expression of "you are knowingly asking": "I don't know, you actually care so much about what others think of you?"

"I only care if I, the acting person in charge, can be successfully turned into a regular..." Cole murmured in a low voice:

"Also, you completely missed the point of the question!"

"Oh?" Sera looked up seriously: "The point is... Do you hope Viscount Bogner can apologize to you?"

"I-?!"

Cole almost turned his back: "I mean today's Viscount Bogner is a bit weird... I can't say what it is... In short, it's not normal!"

"Well, it's not normal..." Sera, who nodded slightly, thought for a second:

"Are you referring to the fact that he could see right through your elaborate disguise, or that he didn't pretend he couldn't notice your presence?"

Cole Dorian: "...You're actually here to demolish me on purpose, right?"

"I just think someone's nerves are too sensitive." Sierra's mouth showed a flashing arc:

"With a letter of recommendation from Captain Lawrence, it's only a matter of time before your regularization - it's not necessary for you to complete a few major cases as soon as possible to win recognition."

"Not necessary for others, but necessary for myself..."

Cole Dorian murmured in a low voice, a complicated look flashed in his pupils: "Otherwise, why would I inherit his position and wield the axe and spear he left behind?"

When the voice fell, he silently turned around and walked out the door.

The female judge who stopped in the same place had the same expression, her eyes were lowered, and her eyes did not leave Cole's back for a moment.

Looking at the back of the young judge disappearing from the crowd, the cute girl slowly picked up the empty goblet, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked her upper lip with great enjoyment.

"Don't worry, my Viscount." The girl handed the cup to the uneasy Bogner:

"As long as you don't do superfluous things, they won't find anomalies; or, are you actually planning to..."

"Absolutely not!"

Panicked, Viscount Bogner almost dropped the cup on the ground.

"I know." The girl smiled sweetly:

"My father has mentioned many times that Viscount Bogner has always been the most loyal friend of Lund Manor."

"You are rude."

Bogner, who was biting his pipe, put the cup on the table, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm still curious, why did you suddenly decide to attend this small charity party tonight? What... Miss Talia Rune?"

Viscount Bogner lowered his voice involuntarily.

"Ah, that's because..."

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the door of the hall.

The guests, who were still chatting and laughing, looked back one after another, looking at the direction of the voice with either ingratiating, admiring, or curious expressions.

The girl who stopped talking abruptly turned her attention to Qian Li who was walking into the door.

She was wearing a long white dress with imperial style, and her long smooth hair was pulled up high; the simple and solemn shape became more and more pure against the gorgeously dressed guests. One more look will make you feel blasphemous and ashamed.

Sophia Franz.

Looking at this "hostess" like the stars holding the moon, the lovely Talia narrowed her eyes slightly.

At the same time, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Sophia, who was calm, did not notice a certain girl's gaze... She is now trying desperately to suppress her excitement so that it will not show in front of so many guests.

Just an hour ago, she had just received the latest letter from Anson Bach - one step ahead of "souvenir".

The development of the Hantu War is simply beyond imagination.

After annihilating the Imperial Guard Corps led by the imperial knight Louis Bernard at Eagle Point, the Storm Division, which went south without a break, defeated one of the Seven Cities Alliance, the Principality of Paya.

In just two days, a country was destroyed!

The smoothness of the battle situation has exceeded Sophia's expectations. She thought that the storm division, which had just ended the war in Eaglehorn City and was eager to expand and reorganize, would spend a lot of time on repairs, and she needed to find a way to pay for the military expenses during this period of time as an investor.

But listening to a certain bastard's triumphant tone, he had absolutely no idea of ​​stopping; on the contrary, he was going to march directly into the Republic of Carindia, and conquer the most prosperous coastline of the Far Lands in one go!

This is really... Should I praise him for his confidence, or get carried away?

In contrast, the "beloved" brother Ludwig seems to be less fortunate.

In the pursuit of Eagle Point Pass, it was "unfortunately" that only the small troops that were thrown out as bait by the remnants of the Praetorian Guards were annihilated. The real main force had already jumped out of the encirclement network arranged by Ludwig before the Southern Legion opened the blockade. Successfully retreated to the hinterland of the Elven Kingdom of Iser.

Not only that... The Southern Corps hurriedly launched in order to pursue the enemy, the entire logistical preparations were so chaotic that on the third day the artillery unit was in a dilemma of lack of artillery shells. At one time, the entire army could only use five six-pounder infantry guns.

The lack of firepower made it impossible to effectively block key roads, which was also one of the reasons why the remnants of the Guard Corps finally retreated smoothly.

The situation faced by Ludwig was very embarrassing. The southern army could not advance or retreat. It could only camp on the spot east of Eagle Point Pass and re-establish the supply line.

It is expected that it will not be until mid-June before the Southern Legion can launch an offensive against the hinterland of the Elven kingdom of Iser.

And what he has to face is not just this problem... News has come from the eastern fortress of Clovis, and it is found that there seem to be signs of large-scale mobilization of troops on the border of Iser Elf. At least half of the army is already moving towards Hinterland retreat.

In other words, if Brother Ludwig didn't hurry up, the Janissary corps just defeated by him would probably make a comeback soon.

Really... unlucky.

Thinking of this, Sophia's heartbeat began to speed up, and she couldn't control the corners of her mouth that rose from left to right, and she even noticed it herself.

"...Pfft haha!"

A relaxed and pleasant laughter suddenly sounded in the ears of all the guests at the same time.

Then, the whole hall fell silent.

At that moment, Sophia, who noticed her gaffe, stopped and immediately turned her head to look at the embarrassed little maid Angelica and the stunned guests.

In that short thousandth of a second, the eldest daughter of Franz, whose thoughts were flying, quickly and quickly concealed her expression, and then smiled at the people around her:

"I'm really sorry. When I thought that my wish after working so hard for so long could finally come true, I couldn't restrain my inner joy. I was a little rude and made everyone laugh."

Hearing Sophia's explanation, the surrounding guests showed understanding smiles like elders.

The noble Franz eldest daughter actually has the same nervousness as an ordinary little girl. UU reading www.uukanshu.com, coupled with her generous and undisguised performance, also makes many peers feel more cordial. Admiration.

Only Angelica was keenly aware of the surprise flashing in her master's eyes.

What's going on, I've been covering it up well up until now, why didn't I even have any signs... Sophia, who was puzzled in her mind, smiled and looked at Mrs. Coney, who was following behind her:

"So, can we start?"

"Yes, of course!" Mrs. Coney stuttered a little with excitement, forcing her heart to jump out of her chest and facing the many guests present:

"Everyone - please allow me to announce to you that the Charity Gala of Renai Welfare Institute has officially begun!"

Accompanied by warm applause, the calm Sophia walked to the front of the stage and looked at everyone present with a faint smile.

At that moment, as if she had some kind of intuition, she suddenly felt that eyes had been watching her from a certain corner since she entered the door.

A pair of emerald green eyes!