I Will Be The Crowned King

At 3:50 in the morning, west of Yangfan City, the Governor's Mansion.

With the chaotic shouts of killing, hundreds of rout and wandering adventurers and mercenary groups seemed to have received a signal at the same time, and began desperately to launch the governor's mansion occupied by the Untrustworthy Knights. attack.

Waves after wave of rout soldiers dragged the formation without any rules to speak of, and the chaos was like a surging flood "injecting" from all directions. The messy gunshots were mixed with all kinds of angry shouts and curses. The rumors spread "deliberately" by a young knight completely ignited the anger of these people.

In short, they were duped!

The letterless knights have deceived the liberals and neutral forces who resisted the empire. They want to completely eradicate the original owner of Yangfan City and become the new ruler of the city, and then bargain with the empire on this condition.

As for these rebels, they were all abandoned victims. Even if they survived tonight, at least half of them would be slaughtered, and the rest would either go to **** or become the lackeys of the Faithless Knights.

Strictly speaking, it's not even a message, and it's not really that bad in terms of the results... But the reason rumors are rumors is that they can stir up most people's emotions at the most delicate moment, and make people do completely wrong. rational behavior.

So the original peaceful act of "seeking an explanation from the Untrustworthy Knights" quickly turned into a front-running army attacking the governor's mansion, vowing to make these traitors pay the price!

When the Untrusted Knights guarding the governor's mansion realized that the situation was not right, the soldiers had already rushed through the empty vestibule... They had to rush into the crowd and desperately contain it.

The ratio of the numbers of the two sides is one hundred, or even two hundred to one, and one of them even has a small amount of heavy artillery and a sufficient number of supporting weapons... The defeated soldiers have no chance of winning.

If they were a well-disciplined army, the results would be very different; even if they couldn't completely break through the thin line of defense formed by the Faithless Knights, at least they would not be able to take care of all the gaps and allow some of the elite to break into the mansion.

But the moment these people appeared here, it was decided that their command system had completely collapsed. The reason why they seemed to be "high morale" was not because the victory of the battle was in sight, but the backside had already turned into a purgatory.

And the fire column that started to rise more than ten meters from the ground, the meteor fireball falling from the sky, the water vapor enough to fester the skin and the internal organs, and the torrential rain that gradually turned from warm to scalding...

Compared with all this, the Faithless Knights in front of them, whether they have weird and twisted magic, unreasonable weapons, or bloodline power comparable to holding a cannon, all appear to be so normal, and they are still within the scope of their understanding. .

The multiple-choice question of being killed and life is worse than death made the defeated soldiers burst into a morale that was almost fearless to death; even if the front row had been beheaded in rows like wheat, it still couldn't stop more people in the back from continuing. Flooded to fill the gaps in battle damage.

The unbelievable knights even found that they didn't need to aim deliberately, just casually slashing and slaughtering these defeated soldiers, and taking a walk in the courtyard can avoid their unruly musket shooting... The only problem may be Physical strength alone may not keep up with their numbers.

Even if it can be absolutely crushed in terms of strength, this level of quantitative comparison is still not enough to kill them all in a while; what's more, these unbelievable knights not only have to fight against the defeated soldiers in front of them, but also have to beware of being worn by them. After passing the defense line, it spread to the unarmed hostage puppets in the hinterland.

Along with the smoke of gunpowder, the rout soldiers had broken through the outermost protective wall, and the approaching enemy forced the Knights of Untrust to shrink to the vestibule near the gate, relying on mutual cooperation to resist the flood-like offensive of the enemy.

"They...seem to be in danger."

In an inconspicuous bush dozens of meters away, the blood-covered girl curled up and hugged her calf, staring blankly at the man lying beside her: "Anderson, are we really not going to help them?"

"There's no need for that."

The bloodless man was powerless, his left hand was covering his chest that was still bleeding, and his right hand was still holding a steam rifle tightly, aiming at the direction of the governor's mansion with the muzzle of the simple gun bracket:

"Those idiots who have been agitated are not opponents of the Faithless Knights at all. It is only a matter of time before they are defeated again. It is the same with or without helpers."

"What's more, the way we are now, we only caused them trouble in the past."

Glancing at the wounds on himself and the girl, Anderson's tone was somewhat helpless: "The battle that we are responsible for is over, and even if Phil Crecy is personally held accountable, we can't blame us... There is nothing to be afraid of. of."

"Instead of caring about these, it's better to see if the surrounding plants can cover us - add some weeds, hide the vines, wait for the enemy to approach before attacking, and don't expose it in advance."

"The details, Louise, the details are always the most important."

"Oh, great!"

Under the urging of the man, the girl with the same pale face spread her arms, revealing her bloody, blood-scabbed chest.

Under the control of her little hands, the surrounding grasses and vines gradually changed their shapes, completely integrating with the surrounding environment, completely hiding the two of them inside.

………………

Just when the outside of the governor's mansion had turned into a melee battlefield, another battle had just begun in the mansion.

"I do not understand!"

Kankan dodged the slash to the head, Phil Crecy's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't even find any room to fight back in a hurry, so he could only scream and escape.

"Even if we have different ideas, what is the reason between you and me that you have to live and die - even an elf spellcaster who almost caused a world war can tolerate it, why do you have to kill all your relatives who are connected by blood?!"

Before he finished speaking, the bright silver sword light had already followed and fell head-on.

"clang!"

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the knife, which changed its angle three times in a row, hit the handle of the revolver that was about to be pulled out, and Feil, who was in pain, let go of it.

"not understand?"

Louis snorted coldly, the long knife already full of gaps, bloodstains and silt marks in his hands seemed to be the scythe of the **** of death, eager for life: "You are the patriarch of the Crecy family, the leader of the Faithless Knights... Should know better than anyone!"

"I really don't know!" Phil, whose life was hanging by a thread, shouted hysterically:

"I was only four years old when the incident happened, four years old! Do you expect those people to tell a child who is only four years old about the conspiracy they were trying to rebel, kill the Bernard family and replace it?!"

"To be honest, in my eyes, your Bernard family is more like a villain. Thousands of people were killed mercilessly by Kroger Bernard - he even blocked my four-year-old child's face, using eight The pounder blew up my babysitter!"

The voice fell, and the shrieking blade almost opened Feier's throat, leaving only a shallow bloodstain on it.

But this is not the young knight's miss... Just when Feir almost thought he was dodging, the long knife that was swiping with the trend suddenly turned into a beam of white light, straight to the throat!

The moment the bone-piercing cold light hit, Feil used almost all the parts of his body to quickly retreat, and then slipped to the right to dodge without even thinking about it.

"clang!"

The icy tip of the knife slammed on the hard gilt-bronze door, making a loud noise that was enough to pierce the eardrum.

The expressionless young knight turned the blade, dragged a string of sparks across the gate, and swung the long blade with a deadly roar at Phil, who was still desperately dodging to the right.

"Snapped!"

The moment the blade flew up, the wine glass with a little rum slammed into the young knight's hands holding the knife; although the force was not strong, the blade still deviates due to the inertial blessing, and only cut off the outer clothes, and by the way, took the money away. Er was knocked to the ground.

"Is that so..."

Stopping the slashing action, Louis, who was standing in the same place, showed a bit of surprise on his face, and some unexpected expressions.

Seizing this moment of breathing space, Phil almost desperately fled backwards with both hands and feet, breathing heavily while wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

Looking at the stunned young knight, his eyes revealed a little bit of joy... As expected, the previous judgment was not bad, it seems that his own words had an effect!

"Rebel Adran, conspiracy to overthrow the Bernard family and replace it..."

Looking at the left hand that was torn to pieces by the glass slag, and the wine and blood were flowing, Louis muttered to himself:

"I thought that the reason why my father and brother were willing to cooperate with the Knights of Judgment to completely wipe out the Kressey family was just because you had close ties with many old gods organizations and established the Knights of No Faith in private."

"Together with the reason for treason, it sounds a bit more plausible than the original version."

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure who was still sitting on the ground with his hands on the ground: "That is to say, the Bernard family is just doing the best first... right?"

At this moment, Phil's smile completely froze on his face.

"No, no, no, no... It's not like this, it's not like this!" Phil Cressy, who was still talking just now, suddenly stammered:

"I, I am, just to give an example, it's not that the Crecy family has any idea of ​​a rebellion - just! It's just... no matter what they plan, it's impossible to tell me a child right! Ah, right? !"

"We are relatives of the same blood, and I no longer blame the Bernards for what they did to us, really! Dear cousin Louis, I still regard you as my brother; anything as long as I know or you I will never refuse anything you ask me to do!"

"For example... you must really want to know what happened to Kroger, right?" Fer stared at the silent young knight, and asked with a slightly trembling mouth:

"I can tell you, I can tell you the whole process of the whole thing! How this amazing knight has been reduced step by step to being played with applause by blood magicians..."

"clang!"

The blade smashed splendid sparks on the bluestone floor, putting a stop to this eloquence.

Fair Cressy, who was standing upright with cold hair, used the fastest speed to complete the complete set of movements from getting up to escaping, and with just one breath, he hid behind the young knight's three steps.

"You seem to have some misunderstanding of my purpose."

Looking at the "cousin" with a frightened face and a look like his brother, Louis's face was as calm and calm as always, only occasionally there was a murderous look in his eyes:

"The purpose of my coming here is neither to fully understand what happened back then, nor to find any answers... I don't care, thanks to a certain opportunity, I don't care anymore."

"There is only one thing I care about, and that is you... Phil Crecy, and the Faithless Knights behind you; you, what you want to do, someone must stand up and stop it."

"If there is no one else, then I am the one responsible for stopping you, that's all." Louis said lightly:

"I don't know what secret agreement you have made with those rebels, and I don't know if they are really pursuing 'freedom'... I only know one thing, if the Church of Order knows that Yangfan City has become the old gods City, the fate of the royal court of Ysir will once again land on this land."

"Even if not, what you are doing is not just to revive the family, let the empire retain its last face in the new world, all you want is to make the original situation more chaotic, and for this reason, you will sacrifice your life and destroy the empire. The foundations that took hundreds of years to build in the new world!"

"Even those rebels are just chess pieces used by you to let them consume each other with the forces loyal to the empire, so that the Kressey family can control Yangfan City; even if the entire Yangfan City is used as a sacrifice, they will not hesitate. "

"So, I will... and must stop you and kill you!"

The unwavering words echoed in the Governor's mansion.

Phil Crecy sighed deeply.

"So... the negotiation broke down in the end." He raised his head and looked helplessly at the cold-faced young knight, his eyes revealing a strong sense of frustration:

"What a pity~www.readwn.com~ I really want to join forces with you; now it seems that I can only apologize to you first."

Feel sorry?

Louis' face was expressionless, and his eyes never left the other person's figure.

In the next second, a very familiar aura suddenly emanated from him, and as the movement of drawing the sword intensified, it spurted frantically like a flood of floodgates.

At that moment, Louis's breathing suddenly stopped, and his originally grim face suddenly twitched slightly.

"Dear cousin Louie, you look... a little surprised?"

Phil Cressey smiled, very happily, as if he had succeeded in a prank: "What's surprising, we are relatives of the same blood!"

"As your blood relative, I of the Bernard family branch..."

"Having the same bloodline power of the 'Sea Knight' as you, is it so strange?"