I Will Be The Crowned King

"I will be crowned king (

"My dear Miss Talia, I am so flattered by your presence."

Slowly restraining his complacent expression, An Sen jumped off the table a little embarrassedly, found a chair and sat down, and looked at the girl in front of him: "If you don't mind, can you allow me to ask, Lisa, she..."

"She's fine, I'm just borrowing her body temporarily, and it's with her consent." Talia... uh no, it's "Lisa" with a shallow smile on her face, playing with messes hair:

"Don't forget, we are close relatives - 'Bloodline' is often the literal meaning of an ancient family of spellcasters."

Is she warning me for something... Anson sat up straight and nodded to her with a solemn expression: "Thank you."

This is not just for Lisa, but also for Anson himself - thank the other party for agreeing to his request and showing up "as promised".

More than a month ago, when she was still in Luyin Valley, An Sen, who was assassinated by the Thirteenth Council, wrote her a letter, hoping that the Rune family could provide a more convenient way to transmit information over a long distance, and answer her own problems more quickly. The problem.

The subtext is that Anson is willing, and hopes that he will "go further" to move closer to the other party, and willingly become a member of the "Rune Family" camp.

For him, this is a dangerous move that must be taken.

Right now, the Iser punishment war is intensifying, but Anson does not have much information about the Iser elves, especially the Thirteenth Council; this is too unfavorable for a commander who is in this war. situation.

At the same time, as a spellcaster who has not yet become a "blasphemer mage", he recently lost his mentor due to "some accidents". While gaining freedom, he also cut off the connection and protection from the "old world of gods", so he urgently needs a new power to provide this guarantee.

The Rune family is this guarantee.

The reason why it is a "dangerous game" is because the opponent is too strong, and Anson is very clear that he can provide not much benefits; once the opponent decides to abandon or betray himself, he is not even like when dealing with the black mage. Some wiggle room.

Even whether the connection is accepted or not depends entirely on the wishes of the other party.

And now the appearance of "Lisa" - Talia August Rune - is the official response of the Rune family, expressing their willingness to accept Anson Bach's surrender.

"No thanks, dear Anson."

The soft-spoken girl blinked her clear, red-filled eyes; for some reason, every time she said "darling", Anson couldn't help shivering:

"You don't know how happy I was when I received your letter... Ah... This is the first time Talia has received a letter from her fiancé saying that she wants to be more intimate with others."

Anson shivered again... but held back.

"Let's get down to business, about the few questions you raised." The girl's expression turned slightly serious:

"First of all, the old gods of Hantu - the Luen family is not closely related to Hantu, and this land has not been very important in the past few hundred years; because of the occlusion of Dawn Bingfeng, her connection with the whole world is too severe. "

"There are indeed several genealogies of far-earth spellcaster families in some of the rune's collections; but almost all of these families have been driven out and slaughtered in what the blasphemers call 'wars of sectarianism'; even if there are Continuation, it should have left that land and moved to the Empire or the Kingdom of Clovis."

Anson nodded slightly. Archduke Mist also mentioned this before. The land is the basic foundation of the Church of Order in the war of sectarian division. They can make concessions to the lords here, and even give them very loose faith and economic policies.

but! However, they absolutely allowed a group of spellcaster families to occupy their basic base. It is also understandable that the sectarian division at that time had already greatly shaken the church’s dominance; in order to demonstrate authority, the persecution of pagans even It will get worse.

All the spellcaster families who wished to take root in the vast land had already been besieged by the local lords, the Inquisition and the Church Knights, and they had all been slaughtered.

On the contrary, after reunifying the religious authority and re-establishing its authority, the once murderous church suddenly became milder, and even reached an agreement with the Rune family, a spellcaster family that was definitely a mortal enemy in the past, acquiescing to the existence of the other party.

"As for the Thirteenth Council...they are an organization that can't be reasoned about." The girl curled up in the chair continued to smile:

"Because we are fundamentally different from them."

The difference in essence... An Sen with a blank expression chewed on the explanation proposed by the other party, and frowned slightly: "You mean..."

"Origin." She gave the answer softly:

"About belief, about magic, about the definition of their respective identities... Humans and elves can even be said to be completely opposites at this level."

"We..." Talia opened her hands and let the red dancing shoes on the chair drop gently, stretching her petite body:

"We have our own story, and our connection with the Three Old Gods is faith, contract, God and His followers, Savior and His followers; they are signs, ideas, directions, and An ancient miracle and a kind of...change."

"Mutter, the king of black magic, let there be no more secrets between one life and another;"

"Pluto, the master of blood magic, pointed out the way to change himself and adapt to the world;"

"Ayton, the Master of Fate, has given his followers the opportunity to change the world."

"We ... maybe not because we agree with his ideas, and we embark on different paths; but the moment we embark on this path, it represents a new and different attempt."

"That's us, the casters, the believers of the true God." Talia whispered:

"But elves... they're not like that."

"Their power does not come from the contract, but from the bloodline; the purer the bloodline is, the more power they can 'awaken' from an old god, and the awakened powerful bloodline will strengthen their descendants and create a more powerful family. ; from one to thirteen, from thirteen to a thousand, from a thousand to millions..."

"That's the elves - to us, the three old gods are faith; to them, the three old gods are history; they... elves... are the blood, descendants, and chosen people of the gods."

The girl shook her head slightly: "To them, ideas are not important, what matters is how much 'God's blood' flows in their bodies; the miracles in our eyes are not miracles to them, and the changes we think are all natural to them. thing."

"So dear Anson, you can think that the elves are the earliest true believers and spellcasters, or that there has never been a true true believer and spellcaster among the elves; to them, we... in a sense ...is more abhorrent than the blasphemers of the Ring of Order."

"What about us?" Anson thought for a while and said:

"Is the caster among the Ysir elves also a special existence?"

"For some people, yes." Talia looked at Anson with admiration:

"These spellcasters are roughly divided into two factions. One faction believes that the elves are the blood of the three old gods. Only when the elves come to the world again can the glory of the original ring be restored."

"The other row thinks that the elves have usurped the power of the three old gods, leading to the weakening of the original ring and the rise of the ring of order; they believe that the only way to go is to kill the elves."

"But in the final analysis, these are only a small number of voices; for the vast majority of spellcasters and true God believers, the survival and continuation of elves has never been a very important matter-they... They are only among the true God believers. , a very small part, no different from the rest of the believers."

There was a hint of sigh in Talia's smile: "Perhaps, this is the real reason why elves hate us 'spellcasters' so much."

Anson nodded slightly, and the girl's explanation made him understand a lot of things at once - such as why Iser Elf, or the Council of Thirteen wanted to assassinate him.

During the siege of Baita City, he not only persuaded Grand Duke Thun to give up the siege of the Iser elf in Baita City, but even took the initiative to reveal his identity to the other party, tried to contact the Thirteenth Council, and sent tens of thousands of Iser of Baita City to the city. The Elf gave it to them.

In Anson's eyes, he showed great sincerity and willingness to cooperate with the other party; after that, the Thirteenth Council never contacted him again, and he thought it was because Ludwig's side was advancing too fast, causing the There is not much room for cooperation between the two sides.

It now appears that the bomb was planted at that moment; the Thirteenth Council did not regard the Old Gods, other than the elves, as "our own", closer to the heretics, and the heretics were a more abominable enemy than the heretics. !

By revealing his identity at the time, he was telling them that the most powerful old gods in the Clovis Kingdom, the Rune family had also been involved in this war against the Iser elves; It may be similar to "intimidation" in the eyes.

That's no wonder why they cooperated with Duke Aiden and the former Archduke Mist, recklessly trying to kill themselves.

uh... wait!

The silent Anson's expression suddenly froze - if the Thirteenth Council decided to kill himself because of his own identity, then now they have jumped out on their own initiative and have to win this war regardless of the consequences, is it also related to themselves? !

Because of their appearance, the Thirteenth Council made a misjudgment, thinking that the Old Clovis Sect was ready to intervene in the war; that's why they had to step forward and show off their force to "shock" the Old Clovis Sect and make the The Rune family dare not act rashly?

Uh... If that's the case, then Ludwig's downfall is due to his own...

"What's up?"

Talia, who noticed that Anson's expression was a little unusual, asked softly.

"No, nothing!"

After returning to normal quickly, Anson changed the subject unnaturally: "I mean... Now there is an elf spellcaster who has used magic in public, and she is likely to be my enemy... Do you have any suggestions? "

"Um……"

Talia's index finger gently pressed her lower lip, and said after a few seconds of silence:

"The best thing is of course not to be her enemy, but that's impossible for dear Anson... right?"

Anson nodded silently.

"If that's the case, then my advice is... to know as much as you can about your enemy, the more detailed the better."

Talia, or "Lisa"'s expression was very serious, and her small face did not appear to be false in the slightest.

"The casters of Ysir...of course, they would never call themselves that; they are completely different from us, their powers are awakened in their own blood, not spells or contracts; their powers do not come from evolution or the level of thought. sublimation, but emotion.”

"Emotions are the source of motivating an elven spellcaster; if the emotion that awakens an elven spellcaster's power is happiness, then the happier he is, the stronger the power, and vice versa." Talia explained:

"So, if you know enough about an elf caster, or know some clues that may affect his mood, there is a certain possibility that his power will be limited and he will not be able to exert his true strength."

Oh, can this be done?

Anson's eyes lit up... This means that the strength of the casters of the Isel Elf is not stable~www.readwn.com~ It is very likely that the unexpected changes caused by the large fluctuations of emotions will be easily affected. substantially weakened.

Of course, it may be greatly enhanced - but in any case, this is a turning point.

As long as you are lucky enough, you don't even have to confront the elf spellcaster head-on, and you can solve many problems with just a few words.

And my luck has been good.

Of course, to do this requires sufficient intelligence, and there are also extremely high requirements for those who collect intelligence. It must be the type that can sensitively capture the most joint details, and can make summaries and judgments.

Well, Anson thought of someone.

To be precise, a novelist.

From that person's point of view, it must be easy... No, I'm afraid he doesn't need to speak at all, he probably knows what he wants from him.

As for how to find this guy, and the truth behind him?

Don't worry about this, because they will take the initiative to find themselves - the goal of the Truth Society is to use this war to weaken the power and influence of the church, and now the self-destruction of their "close allies" has given the church an excuse to kill , the real anxious should be Draco Wilters himself.

But...wait.

"Miss Talia?"

"Anson?"

"You... don't seem to ask me her... the name of the elf spellcaster?",

"Ah, that doesn't matter."

"unimportant?"

"That's right."

She paused for a moment, and smiled in the most gentle tone, the most calm tone: "Because of her, them, the Thirteenth Council, and their followers..."

"Already destined to be exterminated, just like the spellcasters of the Vast Lands."