I Will Be The Crowned King

"Boom-!!"

It was a loud noise comparable to the collision of a six-pound solid bullet and a steel-clad city gate. The roar that penetrated the eardrum shook the surrounding air, and the cracking air wave overturned the surrounding lawn and soil, leaving Drake around. A trace similar to the explosion of a grenade was left.

The Wild Hunt knight with his two knives smashed the blow head-on. The sleeves of the trench coat were torn apart, huge blue veins covered his arms and neck, his temples throbbed, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot.

Apart from these, the wind knight's full blow did not cause him the slightest damage.

But for Anson, that was enough.

He's been waiting for now!

In the sharp whistling sound, the smoke flying with the air waves reassembled into a solid body in the air. A right hand holding the Inquisitor's revolver stretched out from the smoke, and the muzzle was aimed at the back of Drake's neck.

The rotating magazine sent the last buckshot into the barrel, with the "big gift" that Anson carefully prepared in order to thank him for the banquet tonight.

Spell magic, 【Ashes】.

This magic is slightly related to [Rising Fire]. It comes from the original work of a conjurer in the era of sect division. The effect is to turn someone or something into firewood, or an extra-large flammable object.

The reason for this name is that once it is ignited, unless you escape from the casting range of the conjurer as soon as possible, it will really burn to ashes.

It sounds very boring, it's very troublesome to prepare, and many times it doesn't seem to be necessary... But for some guys who can withstand grenades and have amazing vitality, this magic can become a lore.

For example, a certain tough Wild Hunt knight.

According to Talia, the conjurer found inspiration at the stake, and used it to commit suicide when she was about to be defeated; if it wasn't for her quickness, Anson probably wouldn't have been able to learn such "creative" skills. Spell magic.

As for how to "move quickly"... Out of respect for privacy, he didn't ask much.

The gunfire spewed, and the whistling buckshot hit the back of Drake's defenseless neck.

"boom!"

With the loud noise of breaking the ground, a long spear suddenly stabbed out from under his feet and attacked Anson in mid-air.

The point of the spear pointed to the Inquisitor's Revolver on his right hand.

The lead bullet and the tip of the gun collided head-on, and some sparks that smashed out caused the entire gun body to burst into flames and continued to pierce into the sky.

The wide-eyed An Sen stared at the "musket" coming towards him, the metal gun body turned into ashes inch by inch, like a dying phoenix, making its last long cry.

huh—

When the firelight touched the last inch of the tip of his nose, it finally dissipated.

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden loud noise from the window on the second floor of Weizler's Mansion behind him, and a black shadow wielding a spear jumped down from the broken window and rushed straight towards Anson's back.

The situation is very unfavorable for me!

An Sen who landed did not hesitate, raised the judge's revolver decisively and fired six shots at the man in black who was wielding a long spear. run wild.

While dodging, the man in black wielding the spear deflected several stray bullets with the tip of the spear. The spear, which was at least two meters long, was like a living thing in his hand, and his movements were smooth and smooth without any delay.

Derek, who was beside him, has also turned around, and the translucent ripples hit his blade with a crisp sound, and one of the aftermath tore a wound in the corner of his right eye.

Anson, who directly ignored all of this, continued to run. His plan was to re-enter the Weizler Mansion, at least dodging the cold gun from 600 meters away, and then using the misty pipe and the magic of [Yanyujia] and two assassins. Deal with it, and strive for the opportunity to attack one-on-one.

Just when he was about to use a grenade to cover his retreat, he saw that the man in black wielding a spear did not charge at him, but stopped Derek, who wanted to charge up for revenge.

"Um?"

Anson was startled.

The opponent seemed to insist that he would not pursue him, and he did not even leave a decent cover, and fled to the Weizler mansion without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace, leaving only An Sen standing in front of the restaurant window, and the body of another man in black in a pool of blood beside him.

Plus a certain Mason Weitzler who was still passed out under the dining table.

After confirming that there were no "men in black" still ambushing him around him, An Sen sighed. He squatted down in front of the corpse beside him, and began to look for what was left on him.

The other party looked very young, in his early twenties, with short brown hair and gray-blue eyes; in addition to the same long-sleeved trench coat as the other men in black, he also wore a bowler hat , a heraldic flag serving as a scarf is tied around the neckline. The lake blue flag is embroidered with three golden long swords intertwined with each other and connected by the ring of order.

This is relatively valuable information. Take it back and ask the little secretary which family's coat of arms... An Sen raised his eyebrows.

Apart from this, there is only a fairly full wallet left on his body, and there are actually several brand-new banknotes in it... Although the banknotes issued by the Church of Order are hard currency in the old world, the new world basically only accepts precious metal currency.

Therefore, it can be concluded that this person arrived at Beluga Port not long ago; and then referring to his age, he is probably a newcomer.

Let the newcomer be responsible for the assassination of their dignified garrison commander, um... Either the Knights of the Untrustworthy are under-staffed, or they don't take this matter seriously, or they feel that the rest of the manpower is enough to complete the task.

Finally, his weapon, a short sickle attached to a chain, can't find any special place in itself, but it is still qualified as a medium-distance support weapon.

Anson suddenly realized a very important piece of information... Except for the "sniper", no one in the entire assassination team carried a gun.

Not only them, except for the Storm Division in the entire colony, it seems that only the farms outside the city and the personal guards of the members of the Beluga Harbor Council have guns.

Whether it is a rifle or a pistol, it is not a "rare thing" in the mainland, and there has never been any "trade restriction" on the colony.

This shows that before the arrival of the Storm Division, someone in Beluga Harbor was deliberately limiting the number of weapons that immigrants and ordinary colonists possessed. It also explains why Bishop Ripper is so eager to pull himself together to form the Faithful Alliance.

As for who did it? Hmm...that's not hard to guess at all.

Those who have the power to monopolize or even control the weapons market in the colonies, making guns and gunpowder a rarity... Besides Speaker Harold, can there be a second place?

Putting away the wallet and heraldic flag, Anson hesitated for a while, and took the scythe with him—mainly to prevent the other party from being completely dead, or hiding some backhand.

After finishing this, Anson took out the Inquisitor's revolver, skillfully put six ordinary lead bullets and one [Gathering Flame] into the magazine, and fired six shots at the corpse's head and body.

Seeing that the corpse whose head and chest had been blasted started to burn, he turned around and returned to the restaurant of the mansion with confidence.

At this time, the effect of the fog pipe had been lifted, and the restaurant was in a mess, only the headless corpses of the comatose Mason Weizler and the butler were left.

Compared with the "Men in Black", the butler's possessions were pitiful, and he didn't find any valuables, only some daily necessities, change and pistols that he carried with him.

Considering that the other party is the housekeeper of Weizler's Mansion and Mason's henchman, this result does not seem surprising. After all, how much stuff does a housekeeper who doesn't go out often carry with him?

He already had a rough idea of ​​what happened tonight.

After cleaning up the scene a little, An Sen, who seemed to remember something, took out the grenade he had just prepared to use to cover the retreat, pulled the tab, and threw it at the burning corpse outside.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of the explosion echoed over the port area, and soon spread throughout most of the Beluga Port.

After doing all this, Anson glanced at Mason Weitzler, who was still lying unconscious under the dining table, grabbed a chair that was still in good condition and sat down, took out the diary and pen he carried with him, and wrote Waiting quietly for something.

A few minutes later, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the house. Ansen tore off what he had written, and put the diary and pen back in place.

Soon, the figure rudely kicked the door of the house open, and then various movements came from outside: the table was overturned, the stair handrail was smashed, the coat rack and shoe cabinet fell, glass And the ceramic furniture crackled between the ceiling and the walls, the fireplace just collapsed…

It's like a locomotive running on a rampage and still "tooting" smoke.

The living room, kitchen, storage room, bedroom, smoking room, study... After the entire mansion was almost ruined, the figure finally rushed into the dining room and jumped from the door to the dining table with a bang.

With one hand on her hip and the other in the pose of firing a warning shot, she made a grand appearance in front of An Sen, who was sitting in the "front row of the audience":

"Big Sheriff Lisa Bach strikes - wow!"

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The girl who suddenly cried out made Anson scrambling for a while, so he could only comfort him and let her cry when she had enough.

After Anson repeatedly stated that "it's not Lisa's fault that she didn't know she was in the house" and "it's a good idea to lead the bad guy into the house and blow up the whole house", the girl finally burst into tears.

"What, you have met a total of two talents... bad guys?!"

An Sen looked surprised, which meant that in addition to the butler, the other party sent a total of five talented people to ambush him: "And one of them was also run away?"

"Yeah." Lisa blushed and scratched her head in shame: "The bad guy's smell is very light, and the person seems to be only a little light, Lisa just shot him and kicked down the roof. , and then disappeared."

It took Anson ten seconds to understand what the girl meant was that the other party's aura was well concealed, and that he possessed some kind of excellent invisibility skills.

"And Lisa also saw him in other nearby streets before. He just snapped his fingers, and the surrounding voices suddenly became very small!"

As if afraid that An Sen couldn't understand how small it was, the girl stretched out her two index fingers and put the gap between the fingernails in front of him and gestured, "Probably...it's probably that small!"

Well, he also has the ability to mute in a large area... It's not difficult to explain why he is playing so lively here, and the patrol team of the Storm Division in the city is still indifferent.

At that time, he didn't notice the fluctuation of magic, and the other party should still be a gifted person.

"But Lisa killed another bad guy!" The girl raised her head proudly, took off the rifle she was carrying, and handed it to Anson like a new toy.

This is a very delicate weapon. You can guess that it was definitely not made in the colony. It is not likely to invest in the military factories that specialize in the production of low-quality and cheap goods in Clovis City, but more high-end technology and production technology.

And the gun body is also inlaid with a gold-plated relief that is exactly the same as the heraldic flag, just behind the gun butt, it looks like it was added later.

An Sen vaguely guessed something.

"You can only look at it, not touch it. Lisa has to take it back to study...research...research...research!"

The poor little head almost blushed before he remembered this particularly "powerful" word.

"Oh, that's for sure." An Sen, who had recovered his senses, nodded quickly, and said seriously:

"This is important criminal evidence, and it must be brought back by the sheriff to be safer; and until the sheriff himself draws a conclusion, no one should touch it!"

"Mmm~Hmm!"

The girl shook her little head proudly up and down, with a look of happiness that was about to bubble up on her face.

"Since that's the case, can you ask Mrs. Lisa Bach to do Anson a little favor before returning to the barracks?" Anson suddenly changed the conversation:

"It's just a sentence, it won't waste any time."

"Of course. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Lisa agreed without thinking. She quickly carried the spoils behind her back, and with a touch of the heel of "Crack!" she stood up straight, and saluted Anson solemnly:

"Please give me an order!"

"Well, you immediately go to the parliamentary area to find Fabian. If he is not there, go to Karl or Alexei, and let them do this first...then this...the last...do you hear clearly?"

"clear!"

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"boom!"

The gloomy-faced former guards officer kicked open the door and came to the square outside the parliament.

The empty square in front of him was already full of six hundred soldiers—three hundred line infantry, two hundred guard company soldiers, and one hundred hussars who were temporarily called in.

They were fully armed. In addition to a rifle with a bayonet in their arms, each of them carried at least one additional grenade, and behind their backs were simple materials and tools used to build temporary fortifications; in addition to their own weapons, the cavalry also carried Led two six-pounder cavalry guns plus ammunition carts.

Fabian, with his hands behind his back, glanced at the crowd, and said coldly:

"Are the orders clear?"

"Clear-!!"

The soldiers roared in unison.

"Let's go then!" Fabian said solemnly:

"Search and inspect the whole city, block all important transportation hubs and key arteries!"

"Capture the Faithless Knights!"