I Will Be The Crowned King

Chapter 44 Reconciliation reached

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Port area, 20:30.

The nights in Beluga Harbour, especially in winter, are very cold, with the icy sea breeze blowing over the calm waters and whistling through the muddy and narrow streets;

Although it is one of the most prosperous ports in the New World, Beluga Harbor in winter is still as deserted as a dark ice cave, and only a few lights can be seen in the distance.

Chief Sheriff Lisa Bach walked in the middle of the road, her little boots covered with snow and silt stepped forward one foot deep and one foot shallowly, with her high chin, looking very arrogant.

As the guardian of Beluga Port, not only must protect everyone's ordinary daily life during the day, but also fight against those hateful criminals at night to ensure that no fish slip through the net.

It's a pity that apart from a few drunken sailors, there was no chance for the sheriff to show their talents, and it was even questionable whether those sailors were criminals; they didn't even notice themselves before they were laid down. Upright and straight, he wanted to step over the girl's head.

One by one, dragging the gang of drunks into the alley and placing them side by side against the wall, the discouraged sheriff smoking a cigarette (caramel flavor), she began to seriously suspect that she had been tricked by Carl Bain—there was no way around the port. No badass like he said!

Just when the angry girl was thinking about how to get revenge on the chief of staff, whether to steal all his cans, she suddenly saw a few strange figures flashing across the alley.

Their speed was so fast that footsteps could hardly be heard, and even Lisa suspected for a moment that it was her own delusion.

Um? !

The big sheriff suddenly raised his vigilance, concealed his breath, and followed those figures.

Soon, hiding in the corner, Lisa, who was lying on the wall, caught her target.

Next to the empty street, three guys wearing thick long-sleeved trench coats, hats and scarves to cover their noses and mouths formed a circle, while talking in a low voice, they still looked around vigilantly.

Lisa, who was hiding in the distance, couldn't hear what they were talking about, but she could vaguely see whether the three of them were pointing with their fingers or eyes in the distance while they were talking.

Just when Lisa was hesitating whether to rush up to kill all the suspects, or continue to observe their actions, a man in black standing in the center suddenly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers towards the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Lisa was shocked to find that she could not hear the sound!

The girl was frightened and quickly covered her little head with her hands, and found that both ears were still intact and had not been hurt a little.

The man in black put down his raised right hand, and the three people who had clearly relaxed their vigilance scattered around. At the same time, two figures jumped down from the roof next to the street and came forward to talk to them.

Two or three minutes later, the five men in black left separately, but still no sound could be heard on the empty street, as silent as a tomb.

Lisa, who covered her ears with her hands, still stood where she was, staring at their disappearing backs.

Through careful observation and careful reasoning, the great Sheriff Liza has discovered the target of these evil criminals - the three-story building with a yard in the distance.

It looks like a rich man's yard at first glance, because it looks very similar to Talia's sister's home (Lund Manor); it's just many times smaller, um, many, many.

There was no time for hesitation... Taking advantage of the uneven walls on both sides of the alley and the edge of the window, the girl jumped up quickly one by one, making only a small sound.

Within a few breaths, the petite body had already appeared on the roof, the right hand held the shotgun hidden under the coat, and the hidden bayonet protruded from the left sleeve, like an owl staring at its prey under the night sky.

Grand Sheriff Lisa Bach - Attack!

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Inside the Weizler Mansion, the dead air still hasn't cleared.

It must be admitted that the culinary skills of the Weizler dinner are quite good - even in the ice and snow on the edge of the world, you can still get red wine from Hantu, more than 20 different spices, more than a dozen fresh vegetables... meat It is more diverse and rich, but also does not lose the characteristics of "northern port".

For example, Anson's favorite egg potato cake, the crispy and crisp egg cake is juicy mashed potatoes mixed with onions and minced meat, with the fresh and salty taste highlighted by spices, whether it is eaten alone or as a side dish no problem.

In addition, there are red sausages that are slightly fried and fragrant, red cabbage soup piled with large pieces of pork belly, orange-red tempting kippers, golden fried fried fish wrapped in thick sauce Fish steaks and fried prawns, pickled cucumbers with a moderately salty side dish…

Beluga Harbour is worthy of being a colony of the Clovis people. It is exactly the same in its passion for heavy taste and fondness for fried and pickled products; plus a little colonial style, the original "sausage banquet" has been upgraded to a "sea, land and air feast" ".

Just a table full of colonial delicacies can't hide the depressing atmosphere.

Mason Weitzer stared at Anson Bach across the table, with shock and anger in his eyes, as well as confusion and confusion.

"Governor Commander, why are you so obsessed with 'change'? Is it really bad to maintain the status quo?"

This is where he is most confused.

Anson Bach has a military and local "background", and this strength is recognized by the entire colony; as long as they are willing to join the Beluga Harbor Council, they don't mind sharing the cake with him, even taking the larger piece.

But this is obviously not what the garrison commander wants. He even wants to overturn the table and make a new cake.

Of course, he was restrained enough, and he was quite cautious about using the army from beginning to end; this was the only reason why Speaker Harold could never instigate the entire colony to resist him together.

"It depends on what you mean by 'status quo'."

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin, Anson wrote lightly: "According to my understanding, the so-called 'status quo' has long since ceased to exist."

"Internally, the number of immigrants and aborigines in the colonies is increasing every year, and the contradictions between the two sides are becoming more and more acute. At the same time, the purely autonomous colonists are still scattered, while the seemingly powerless aborigines have begun to appear extreme. Pagan organizations."

"Externally, the local demand for colonial resources is increasing every year, and the profit is decreasing year by year; the empire has already set its sights on the fat meat of the Ice Dragon Fjord, and our adventurers and mercenary groups are still expanding outward. , cultivating land and capturing slaves, continuing to provoke and provoke the surrounding natives."

"The seemingly prosperous and stable Beluga Port is already a powder keg that can be ignited at any time. How long can this 'status quo' last?"

Mason, whose eyes flashed with surprise, fell into silence, and involuntarily clenched the knife and fork in his hands.

What he cares about is not what the commander said, but his attitude; according to the tone he just said, there is obviously no room for further compromise.

"If that's the case, why are you still here with me?"

After a long pause, Mason spoke with difficulty.

"Because I want to give you... give you another chance." Anson took another sip of black rum:

"And I believe that a good businessman must have a longer-term vision than ordinary people."

Mason Weizler: "...what do you mean?"

"The Beluga Harbor Council is just an autonomous body, and it is only a matter of time before the local government appoints a colonial governor; instead of hoping that nothing will change, why put your hope in the future to get more?" Anson asked rhetorically:

"The resources of Ice Dragon Fjord are quite rich. As long as the infrastructure can be improved, work efficiency can be improved, and social stability can be ensured, the cake will definitely become bigger and bigger... Even if you lose your monopoly, you can get several times more than you do now. profit.”

"The storm division is starting to plan the reconstruction of Beluga Harbour, and members of the parliament have also begun to form various special committees; within a year, the profit of Beluga Harbour will increase by at least 150%, and it will be a net profit. Profits...you know it's real."

Of course, Mason knew that he, the general director of the Chamber of Commerce, knew all the factors that limited the prosperity of Beluga Port.

So he also knew better about the consequences of what Anson did.

The 500-member parliament has been dismantled into committees responsible for special projects, which means that the differences in mutual interests will become larger, and the dependence on the only "organization" that can provide public services and military security will also increase.

And as the garrison commander, Anson wants to control them very easily - or pull one by one, or divide the big committee into small committees, or set up new committees, you can almost do whatever you want.

Not to mention the Rune family behind him... If all the factories promised by the other party are really completed, just the number of workers and interest groups controlled by them can turn the entire colony into the private property of the Rune family.

Anson Bach will become the actual ruler of the Ice Dragon Fjord, more powerful than any colonial governor.

Even if the mainland appoints a new governor, it will not change this.

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With both hands clawing at the cracks of the bricks, Lisa, who was hiding on the roof, stuck out her blackened little head from the chimney and carefully observed her target.

With the help of the moonlight above her head, the girl could vaguely see the outline of the three-story building—of course, this is a modest statement, in fact, she could even see the relief on the door bolt clearly.

The power of blood magic is to continuously strengthen the power of the body. Even if there is no "awakening" in the true sense, the "Blood of August" in Lisa's body will gradually evolve as she grows up and her battle experience increases. out more power.

It didn't take long for the girl to capture the previous five figures!

They appeared from different alleys and roofs, and approached the small building from five directions at the same time.

Just as the leading guy was about to walk to the door, the two men in black suddenly stopped, turned left and right, turned and jumped up to the roof next to them, disappearing from Lisa's sight.

But the girls can still feel the breath on them... Although no sound can be heard, the smell on them is very similar to the ponytail (Louis Bernard).

And after some reasoning, the wise Sergeant Lisa has already discovered the "trick" the other party just did - he did not "disappear" the voice, but put thick earmuffs on everyone, if serious. If you listen, you can still hear a little sound.

The guy on the left also squatted near the chimney, and seemed to have pulled out a weapon such as a rifle and aimed in the direction of the three-story building.

The guy on the right stood unabashedly on the edge of the roof, but the girl could barely feel his breath, as if she was completely integrated into the surrounding environment.

The remaining three people entered the courtyard, and the entire mansion was like an empty building, and no one stepped forward to stop them.

As they approached slowly, the three of them had already drawn out their weapons: one with a pair of knives, one with a spear, and one with a short sickle.

call--

The girl jumped out of the chimney and passed over the streets and alleys at a very fast speed, her light footsteps only leaving a shallow footprint on the roof.

The great Sergeant Lisa is not ready to wait any longer, she will use a shotgun to blast the heads of these criminals one by one.

Of course, there are a total of five villains on the opposite side, and rashly stepping forward is likely to cause two or three of them to have a chance to escape, bringing greater harm to the peace of Beluga Port.

But this is not a problem, because Sheriff Lisa has already thought of a plan~www.readwn.com~ a perfect plan.

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Mason Weizler pondered for a long time, until the butler returned to the restaurant with a new bottle of wine in his hand, and then he slowly raised his eyes and looked at the opposite:

"You are right."

"Maybe it's because I've been at ease for so long that I've started to fear adventure and change, and I can't be as brave as I was when I was young."

"But you still have a chance." Anson raised his glass:

"I can't promise you anything more, but this is the only thing I can assure you - the Weizlers will never decline because of change, they will only grow stronger."

As long as the output can be expanded and the economic potential of the colony can be fully tapped, ocean-going traders like the Weizler family can easily double their profits even if they do nothing.

After all, whether it is coal mines or other natural resources, these are "hard currency" in the true sense, and there is always as much locality as there is, and there is no possibility that it cannot be sold.

"You don't have to promise anything!"

Mason smiled, as if he had finally adjusted his mind; he tidied up his clothes and stood up with his glass in hand: "The Weizler family is willing to join the garrison commander - I accept your offer and let 'Those people' stop funding the Faithless Knights!"

"Let's have a drink and celebrate our settlement, shall we?"

"Of course."

The butler next to him skillfully opened the second bottle of rum and walked towards the table with the bottle in one hand.

Just when there were still three or four steps away, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from his arms, and the pitch-black muzzle poked forward!

On Mason Weitzler!

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