I Will Be The Crowned King

Under the dark night, the cold moonlight shone on the lonely forest settlement, on the towering Baker Mansion, and on the stunned faces of Anson and Phil.

For a long time, whether it is the magic of the three old gods or the blood power of the seven knights, Anson has gradually gained a basic understanding and reference object with the continuous fighting of enemies. Talia's "challenging" remedy, these powerful forces can no longer make him feel any mystery.

Referring to the Lord of the Abyss that he had dealt with before - to be precise, it is not even a bystander, just listened to Talia's dictation - he always felt that no matter how powerful the spellcaster in the new world was, at most it was similar to Talia. level (of course that is already very scary).

As for the spellcaster who occupied and controlled this settlement, it was most likely a black mage or conjurer with the same strength as his mentor.

But now...he found himself still superficial.

The moment the fireball disappeared, I couldn't even be sure what happened, why I didn't feel the slightest magical reaction, Baker was using incantation or black magic, what was the meaning of the prayer he recited before casting the spell...

Totally ignorant.

Anson was completely frozen in place, looking at the clear night sky outside the window and the silver moon that was the same as before.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A heavy knock sounded on the door, breaking the dead silence in the room.

An Sen woke up suddenly and found that his palms were covered in cold sweat, and his back was completely soaked.

He turned his head and found that Phil Cressy was also shocked. He was completely defenseless from head to toe, and he didn't even notice that he looked into his eyes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The knock on the door rang again, looking at the completely stupid Phil, Anson had to walk to the door alone, and at the same time took out a misty pipe from his arms and held it to his mouth, and at the same time pressed his left hand on the "dagger" handle on his lower back. .

Still holding the doorknob in his sweaty palm, countless messages and images reappeared one by one in his mind:

There are a total of three [Hunting] in the revolver magazine, one [Rising Fire] and an empty single bin used to deceive the enemy; first [Undead Mist] dodge the door to kill, and two [Hunting] cooperate with [Smoke]. Yujia] Fights with the enemy, [Smoke Man] improves the tolerance for faults, leads out the enemy's flaws with an empty position, [Rising Fire] creates favorable terrain, and at the same time strengthens [Hunting] to make sure kills...

In addition to this, there are two alternatives, a contingency plan and an escape plan, including but not limited to using Phil Cressy behind him as a human shield and falsely relying on the other party.

Of course, maybe all these preparations are meaningless, maybe the moment he opens the door, he will be wiped out like the fireball, and there will be no traces left.

But he still opened the door.

"Your Excellency Ludwig (Anson), I'm sorry."

Nora, who appeared in the corridor behind the door, said expressionlessly, patted Lisa's shoulder, who had changed into her pajamas and was yawning.

"Follow my father's order and send Miss Sophia (Lisa) back."

"Ah, thank you..."

"Good night."

Before Anson could finish speaking, Nora, who was stealing softly, said goodbye and turned to leave. He walked through the corridor without a word and returned to his room.

When he came back to his senses, he only heard the sound of the other party locking the door.

"This... is too cautious, isn't it necessary?"

Anson shook his head and helped the sleepy girl back to the room - and then locked the door from the inside as well.

After all, whether the Baker family, who are the masters, has malicious intentions, is still between the two, and these guests are really conspiring.

Just when he turned around and was about to take the girl to bed, she was already sitting on the edge of the bed at some point, staring at him seriously.

"Lisa?"

"Shh-"

The girl quickly covered Anson's mouth, and put her right index finger in front of her lips in a "silent" gesture, and her big eyes didn't forget to look at Phil next to her.

After confirming again and again that someone had completely lost her mind, she turned her eyes back and lowered her voice in a low voice: "Lisa, Lisa has discovered something extraordinary!"

"Oh?"

Anson deliberately showed a surprised expression: "What did you find?"

This reaction greatly inspired Lisa, the chief sheriff, to be proud, and carefully leaned into his ear: "Anson, does Anson remember the big meal at dinner?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"Those dishes, like red wine stew, icing triangular bag, cream cake, blueberry pie... Gulu..." The girl swallowed:

"Lulu's family prepared so much delicious food, but when Lisa went there, she found that there was no one in the kitchen - yes, not even one!"

nobody?

Anson frowned slightly... To be honest, he had also been a little curious about that dinner: "Maybe Mrs. Camille is a skilled cook?"

The girl immediately shook her head vigorously: "Lulu's mother doesn't know how to cook at all, and Lisa saw her bring the food out of the cupboard, pour it into the soup pot, and then put it on a plate and serve it out - with sister Talia. It's totally different!"

By the way, she also learned to cook with Talia for a while... The girl's words immediately evoked Anson's memory, although it was a nightmarish memory.

So those foods are all pre-prepared?

It's unlikely... Based on the time when they arrived at the settlement, unless they have prepared to "invite" the three of them in advance, there is no need to prepare so much food... Or the Baker family's meals are usually very rich, and they are just normal to entertain themselves" "Family Banquet" scale, or...wait for it!

Anson turned his head sharply: "Phil Crecy!"

"Um?!"

"Remember which bottle of wine you took out of the wine cabinet earlier?"

The young master of Cressy woke up with a start, and then showed an expression similar to that of Anson.

A minute later, looking at the same black rum as before, Fer's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a bottle of wine."

Anson reassured lightly that if he was frightened before, he can calm down now: "In a sense, this is actually good news."

He was deliberately vague, but as the head of the Crecy family, Anson didn't think that Fair would not understand what he meant.

"You mean that 'Master Baker' is a powerful conjurer, and we are within his spellcasting range - although it is dangerous, it is better than he is a black mage, who has completely brainwashed us into the illusion. Is it?"

Feir did not disappoint Anson, and gave a generous answer, but also raised a question: "The premise of a conjurer's distortion of reality must also have a reference - I don't think an indigenous spellcaster can Conjure up Empire-style marble sculptures, or a lemon pie that is rarely seen here!"

"Perhaps, maybe there is another possibility." Anson said meaningfully: "As long as it is within the casting range, the conjurer doesn't necessarily have to 'see it with his own eyes' to distort reality."

"You mean..." Phil seemed to have thought of something.

"The caster doesn't have to be Baker, or even just one person."

Anson glanced at the moon outside the window, and quickly glanced at the closed door: "Do you remember what he did before he left?"

Phil nodded: "He sent Mrs. Camille away in advance to pray in the prayer room on the ground floor of the mansion, and then asked Nora to find Miss Lulu and deal with the sudden fireball alone."

"Maybe Mrs. Camille is the real spellcaster, and Baker is just assisting her or just in charge of acting... After all, a female lord will look very abrupt, and it is easier to arouse the vigilance of the outside world."

An Sen nodded slightly, which he also suspected. After all, she was a discovery when the two went out, and she even happened to be blocking the door with a candlestick in her hand.

Combined with the timing and reaction of Baker coming out of the room at the back, Mrs. Camille should not have left the room temporarily, but had been outside all the time.

"There is another possibility - she is not going to pray, but to prevent us from going downstairs and leaving the mansion through the main entrance." An Sen said solemnly:

"Maybe it wasn't a 'coincidence' that we bumped into Mrs Camille when we were out, but she was always holding a candlestick and patrolling the corridor on the second floor."

"Even... from beginning to end, standing outside our door."

The voice fell, and the two of them raised their heads at the same time, and looked at the closed door.

It was as if the expressionless Mrs. Camille was holding a silver candlestick, standing motionless in the dark corridor, staring at the direction of the guest room.

"Then why did she do it - just to stop you from going to the third floor?"

It seemed that he suddenly felt a little cold, and Fair pulled his collar: "If that's the case, why did you ask Mrs. Camille to go to the first floor later?"

"I just think it's possible, not to mention that he had already asked Nora to protect Lulu at the time, which meant that it would eliminate the possibility of us going to the third floor."

Having said that, Anson turned his head to look at the same serious sheriff: "Lisa, what did Miss Lulu tell you?"

The girl who was asked was stunned, stared at Feil vigilantly, and then seriously began to recall:

"I didn't say anything, we played in Lulu's room all the time; Lulu's room is so big, there are a lot of snacks and toys, and we always want to play 'family games' with Lisa."

"Lulu has several very large house toys and dolls, even bigger than those in Sister Talia's house; oh, Lulu keeps asking Lisa where she's from and what her family is like - Lisa I didn't ask her a few times."

Phil came up curiously: "Then how did you answer?"

"Of course you know how many answers you need." The girl said as a matter of course:

"Lisa's name is Sophia. She is very rich. There are big houses in and out of Clovis City. Her brother's name is Ludwig, her sister's name is Talia, her father's name is Rune, and her grandpa's name is Luther."

Anson Bach: "..."

For some reason, although this extremely bizarre mix-and-match setting sounds terrifying, it makes Anson feel more and more emotional.

Fer, who was on the side, couldn't understand the reason at all, watching Anson's face that seemed to have self-consciousness constantly changing expressions, a little puzzled.

He had to turn his eyes to Lisa again and asked, "What about later?"

"later……"

The girl glanced at Anson, and continued after receiving acquiescence: "Then there were footsteps outside the door, and Lulu said that Anson might be coming, so she asked Lisa to go out and wait; it was Nora, Lisa came up. came back with it."

Um?

Anson and Feir glanced at each other quickly, and only asked after seeing that the other party was equally astonished by himself:

"You only heard footsteps?"

"Um... um!"

"What about other sounds, like... female screams?"

"did not hear."

"No movement at all?"

"No, it's been quiet outside until Nora's footsteps." The girl confirmed.

I only heard footsteps... It means that the third floor was probably within some kind of barrier or barrier. Otherwise, with the short staircase and the door panel, Mrs. Camille's screams could not be stopped enough to run through the entire mansion.

The best proof is that Nora came out after her screams - though that's doubtful.

"Wait...Miss Lisa, you just said that you heard footsteps, and then Miss Lulu asked you to wait outside for Your Excellency Anson, and then Nora came up, right?!"

Fer suddenly said: "In other words, Nora didn't enter the room to meet Miss Lulu at that time. You met them separately, am I right?!"

Faced with the questioning, the girl seriously recalled for half a minute, and then nodded heavily:

"Yes, it is!"

Seeing Phil gasping for air, An Sen froze in his heart: "What's wrong?"

"I... I seem to finally understand." Phil twitched his throat, and his expression suddenly became extremely frightened:

"I see... No wonder all three of the Baker family were trying their best to prevent you from going to the room on the third floor because..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Phil's eyes widened suddenly, his twitching hands tightly pressed his head, and his ten fingers even pierced his scalp with force, and dark red blood flowed directly down his blond hair.

"Hey, Phil..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Without waiting for Anson to ask, the shrill scream directly pierced his eardrum; the wailing Phil raised his head as if uncontrollably, his eyes full of scarlet~www.readwn.com~Blood Magic...Engraving...The engraving began ...it's starting to get out of hand! "

out of control? !

The nervous Anson immediately protected Lisa behind him, his face extremely ugly.

All human spellcasters in the old world, except for the "family inheritance" of Talia, all completed the transition from ordinary people to spellcasters through rituals, and carved the emblems of the three old gods on their hearts - so as long as they exploded Heart, common spellcaster must die.

But the engraving will be out of control, how is this kind of thing... eh? !

An Sen, whose face was extremely difficult to see, flashed a memory in his mind:

"...In this forest, a very strange plant grows..."

"...The tea soup boiled is not only sober and refreshing, but also removes toxins from the body and improves sleep..."

"...Remove...toxins from the body..."