I Will Be The Crowned King

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"Still, still alive?"

The president of the Foundation, who was sitting next to the stranger, stammered and said, with a look of anticipation and fear intertwined in his trembling pupils repeatedly: "Your Excellency, you mean, Speaker Harold...he...he doesn't no……"

"No, he was indeed killed—by the hands of the Faithless Knights." The stranger said categorically:

"But under the call of a great will in this land, our esteemed Speaker Harold has risen from the dead in a brand new way that transcends vulgar life!"

"He has transcended the mortal body, crossed the boundary between life and death, and has become a more noble, holy, and great being!"

A whole new way?

The Foundation members present looked at each other, and a vague idea emerged in their minds: Speaker Harold, may have become some kind of "evil god".

Because of the orderly church in mainland China, and the tribunal that takes the trouble to teach everyone to "believe in science" verbally and physically, it is impossible for ordinary people to think about this aspect, and they will only regard this guy who dare not disclose his identity as a liar or a church. Wanted criminals.

But this is a colony, a new world with no church power at all; ordinary people must have heard various terms such as "magic", "old gods", "monsters", etc., even if they have never encountered them before. won't surprise them.

It is precisely because of this that although they are still somewhat skeptical, most of the Foundation members present accepted the "stranger"'s statement.

"If that's the case, why is the Speaker still hiding behind the scenes and refusing to show up?"

In the silent activity room, the president once again assumed the role of questioning: "And how did you know about this, Lord Chloe Musk?"

What, this, this sneaky guy is actually Chloe Musk? !

Why does Chloë Musk, who has been missing for several days, show up at the Foundation, isn't he Mason Weizler's henchman? Why does the president, who always doesn't give a good face to Mason, respect this guy, and why does he know the whereabouts of Speaker Harold?

Wolf, who was curled up in the corner, was shocked, and then quickly covered his mouth that almost shouted; he looked around subconsciously, and found that the expressions of the people present were either solemn, or whispering to the people around him. There is no doubt about the name.

Am I the only one who doesn't know about this? Even the peripheral members know about it, why hasn't anyone informed me about the number two person in this foundation?

Wolf was a little unhappy in his heart, and in order to express his anger, he decided not to take the initiative to ask, and waited for the president to tell himself the whole incident.

"The reason why Lord Harold has been reluctant to show up is because he is still very weak and his strength is greatly limited." The stranger who called himself "Colo Musk" coughed:

"Becoming a great being that surpasses mortals, Lord Harold surpasses life and death, but it will take some time for recovery and some special opportunities to gain full power."

"Before this, the adults could only issue their will to those who still remember him, miss him, and be loyal to him through us messengers, or some 'visions'."

He must be talking about the ceremony scene. The statue of Lord Harold burst into tears and finally the head exploded, and the picture of Harold's widow personally killing the enemy... Wolf secretly guessed, and was quite proud of his sensitive reaction.

The Foundation members present were obviously aware of this, and their expressions of surprise or shock made Wolf even more proud.

The president is also aware of this, but he seems to be more concerned about other issues:

"What about the other side?"

"on the other hand……"

Chloë Musk paused suddenly, his low tone, looming sigh and drooping head seemed to indicate his emotions:

"It is the pursuit of the enemy."

A tone full of sadness echoed in the dark activity room. Even Wolf, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't see Ke Luo's face at all - in fact, he couldn't see anyone else - he could hear the tone of the other party's voice. Mixed with anger and fear at the same time.

"The Knights of No Faith... They are a force rooted in the old world, trying to control and rule all colonies from behind the scenes; and the master of this force is the legendary Cressey family."

Chloe Musk said softly, his voice extremely low: "They once attempted to overthrow the empire's rule in Sail City, but were finally seen and defeated by Sir Louis Bernard."

"They had instructed their servant Mason Weitzler to betray Speaker Harold and assassinated Colonel Anson Bach, the commander-in-chief of the garrison; they succeeded in killing Lord Harold, and the commander-in-chief also had no choice but to appoint Mason as the white man. Speaker of the Whale Harbor Council."

"Now they are back again, ready to replace the peace and prosperity of Beluga Harbor with chaos and terror, and let us submit to their power in fear and trembling."

"And Speaker Harold, the true guardian of Beluga Harbor, is their primary goal; defeating and disbanding the Harold Foundation will be the first step in this goal."

The atmosphere in the activity room became heavier, and the depressing atmosphere made it difficult for Wolf to even breathe; he didn't even dare to look back at the other members sitting in the shadows, fearing that the other party might be the Knights of Untrustworthiness. The lackey, waiting for the opportunity to assassinate the second person of the foundation.

That's right, other people are not that important to the Foundation at all, and it is more difficult to assassinate the widow and the president. As the second person, he must be their first choice! That's right, that's it!

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Wolf, who was shivering all over, continued to look at Chloe Musk at the long table, as if he was watching an unpopular suspense horror with both fear and curiosity.

The sound of the president swallowing saliva sounded in the silent air, and he leaned forward gently, still looking cautiously:

"Then what can we do?"

"Fight." Chloe Musk said without hesitation:

"But it is not a battle in the ordinary sense. Speaker Harold does not want those who are loyal to him to make any unnecessary sacrifices; as the Harold Foundation, we have our own way of fighting."

"We want to spread the word so that the truth that Speaker Harold is still alive spreads throughout the colony, so that everyone knows the ugliness of the Faithless Knights, who have nothing to do with these monsters buried in the darkest shadows of the new world. Escape."

"We must unite all the forces around us, and let more forces that yearn for more prosperity, independence and freedom of Beluga Port join us and speak out in the parliament, so that the garrison and the mainland can no longer ignore our existence."

"The Harold Foundation...we...will change the new world!"

We will change the new world!

Wolf shouted in his heart, and he was so excited that his whole body trembled, so that the people next to him cast surprised glances.

Changing the new world... or changing the way people around him see him, so that they no longer underestimate or ignore him, this is the key to Wolf's determination to join the Harold Foundation.

And all this is about to happen!

In order to promote the greatness of Speaker Harold, the Foundation must need more investment and paper for advertising, all of which he can provide. Part of the production capacity can just be transferred to the Foundation.

Thousands of advertisements printed with the glory and greatness of Speaker Harold, the despicableness of the Faithless Knights, and the truth of the ceremony were disseminated into the hands of one individual through various means; the influence of the Foundation continued to grow, and the The garrison commander, Lord Anson Bach, worked together to save the imperiled Beluga Harbor.

And himself, will be the hero behind it all.

With a smile as if a "dream come true", Wolf slowly stood up and nodded when Chloe Musk turned his gaze to this piece, as if it was mutual praise between comrades in arms.

………………

When the silver moon hung in the sky of Beluga Harbor, the daily regular meeting of the Harold Foundation came to an end; members with different moods left Harold's mansion in groups of three and five, and rode carriages to different directions. Mercedes-Benz in the direction.

Although tonight's meeting is really different than it used to be, for most of them it's just part of the "midnight event", some of the busier guys have at least two or three parties, dinners and dances waiting for them.

Soon, only the chairman, Chloe Musk, and a "peripheral member" sitting on the sofa were left in the empty conference room.

"So... that's what you're trying to get us to control the Harold Foundation?"

In front of the empty long table, Khloe looked back at the president, and Ian Clemens' face was exposed under the wide hood: "Unite these scattered and unfavorable organizations?"

"Yes, and no." President - or Anson Bach smiled slightly:

"The Harrods Foundation is a rather special organization, in addition to being a club where a group of lost people complain about licking each other's wounds, there is also an element of Chloë Musk's involvement in it."

"If I'm not mistaken, he originally intended to use this organization to attract the attention of the storm division; so as long as the disguise is good enough, it will be difficult for the Faithless Knights to detect your presence; it can be used even after exposure.' Avoid escalating losses' as an excuse to avoid being hunted down."

"At the same time, you can also control the actions of the Foundation, integrate other organizations and people related to them, keep reporting their movements to me, and keep the situation at a controllable level... So I said, this It's a win-win for us."

"That's it?"

A questioning voice sounded, and the Wild Hunt knight sitting in the shadow frowned: "I still don't understand, what benefit does this have for you- these people are all your opponents, take them from A piece of loose sand becomes a whole, isn't it a greater threat to your rule over Beluga Harbor?"

"It mainly depends on how you think about 'rule', Your Excellency Derek." Anson shrugged and smiled without looking back:

"If I were to run a dictatorship in Moby-Dick and not allow any voice against me or the Rune, then yes, the Harold Foundation is a serious threat; in their presence, those who hate local interference and desire The independent and free guys in the colony can find an organization that can report to the group to keep warm."

"But in fact I can't, because the garrison has no power to rule the colony, I just manage the colony on behalf of the local governor; as long as the army or the Privy Council orders, the storm division has to pack up and return to the mainland."

"Compared to the warm and comfortable Beigang in the icy and prosperous Clovis City, do you think the army under my command can fight against the mainland for my 'dictatorship'?"

"The answer is no, so I don't need to completely suppress them at all. In a sense, I have to rely on them - otherwise, the mainland will really think that the colonies are all obedient people loyal to the kingdom, and it is nothing to the storm division who manages the colonies on behalf of the mainland. Good thing."

"So enemies can occasionally become friends, and the power of opponents may not be able to be used for oneself...great." The corners of Ian's mouth rose slightly, whether it was sarcasm or praise:

"So in your eyes, are we also 'enemies' who can cooperate?"

"We are friends." Anson said meaningfully:

"If we are the enemy, you should not accept my proposal, because it means I can spy on you anytime, anywhere; and I will not let a group of guys with bad intentions who can stab in the back at any time manage the biggest opposition in the colony Pie, that's too dangerous."

"But you accepted, so we are comrades in different trenches - with different goals, but might as well cooperate when the interests are relevant."

"And what is your goal, my friend?"

The widow of Mrs. Levercas, Sir Carnot Harold, who had changed into a long dark dress, came in from the side door of the activity room, and on the tray in her hand was basically steaming coffee with milk and sugar.

"A good friend shouldn't take the initiative to inquire about the details of his friends...Thank you." Anson took the coffee from the other party meaningfully:

"But out of friendship I can tell you~www.readwn.com~ that is to maintain the absolute rule of the Rune family in the colony - so although it may make you unhappy, in order to achieve this goal, the Cressey family must be Uprooted."

"I wonder if my answer will satisfy you, my friend?"

In the face of Anson's apparently "provocative" words, Karno didn't answer, and handed the coffee to the other two people indifferently.

"So for the safety of your life, I hope you don't try to interfere in this process, let alone think that the Rune family can speak as well as me and cherish our friendship as much as possible, how about that?"

In the dead activity room, An Sen blinked and said sincerely.

After a long time, the three people with different expressions looked at each other and said in unison:

"are friends."

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