I Will Be The Crowned King

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In the evening, November 17, 101, according to the saint's calendar.

The blazing sunset gradually sank into the sea, and the blood-red dome had already floated with a little silver snow, which contrasted with the looming starlight.

Bathed in this magnificent scenery that can only be seen in the New World in the extreme north, the Beluga Harbour, which originally looked like a huge mud spot on a white canvas, also has a bit more artistic conception.

In this sinking scene, the brightly lit Beluga Harbour Council is like a huge beacon, illuminating the surrounding low houses and streets; the bustling crowd and the crowded carriages make this icy cold The building became very lively.

In view of the 800,000 gold coin investment project that the Roland family just signed with Beluga Port, plus a large number of hard currencies "sent" to the local at almost cost price; out of courtesy, Beluga Port specially prepared a rich enough event. The dinner party came to the broadband group...the very honorable guests.

In addition, it is already mid-November, and the turbulent sea will be closed in a few days. If they don't set off, both the governor's mission and the representatives of the Roland family will have to wait until the next spring before returning to the mainland. Therefore, this is also a farewell banquet. Guests who embark on a treacherous journey enjoy one last meal before leaving.

After all, for at least the next month, they'll have to hang out with dried meat, pickled vegetables, alcohol (or water with alcohol) and all kinds of canned food.

Even being able to eat canned food is not bad... Although St. Isaac developed the technology of heating and sealing food very early, and it quickly became popular in Clovis, and it was promoted to the entire world of order with the help of the Church of the Ring of Order. ——But in most areas, high-quality canned food, especially canned food of various fruits and vegetables, is still a luxury.

Except for Clovis City, steel and glass prices are still not cheap in most areas, and even the price of raw materials for containers is still high, not to mention the sealing preservation technology.

Like Lisa Bach's monthly salary, almost all of it has become a variety of cans that she carries with her; many middle and low-ranking officers of the Storm Division are also happy to sell their monthly canned food quota to the sheriff at a high price, and then Run to the tavern in the port and get lost.

A variety of high-quality canned fruits, even more expensive than fresh fruits and vegetables - the technology of glass container sugar pickling and sealing - is a high-level enjoyment that can be displayed in high-end restaurants and cafes.

Naturally, whether it is a mission on behalf of the royal family or a representative of the Roland family who is not short of money, there must be a variety of fine wines and canned food in transparent glass jars that ordinary people cannot afford; but compared with fresh food, it is still There is a certain gap; the ceremony became their last feast before they went ashore.

In front of the open door, Anson, who specially put on a straight dress, stood in the hallway in person under Talia's generality, and greeted all the guests who came to the dinner as the "Honorary Speaker".

Considering that the position of the speaker of Beluga Harbor is still vacant, his "honorary speaker" has actually been equated with the "true speaker", and it seems that all internal and external forces have acquiesced to this.

For the de facto ruler of Beluga, this is obviously a great opportunity to consolidate power, show authority, beat and win over people of all kinds, etc., but it is also an absolute chore: considering the total number of guests is close to 700, Before all the seven hundred people entered the arena, he, Anson Bach, had to put on a smile, standing outside the door and shaking hands one by one.

Not only that, he had to remember the names of these 700 people, their origins, when they met with him, whether they were from the opposition or his own, and he had to be able to talk with each other as "funny and humorous" as possible to show sincerity and accept them. Get the other party's gift and prepare the corresponding return gift...

Even with the notes prepared in advance by the little secretary, Talia shared a considerable part of the pressure for herself. After almost an hour of the banquet, the smiling Anson still felt that her facial muscles were completely stiff, except for a personal name and a name. Fragments of various memories flashed back, unable to hold anything at all.

It wasn't until Carl Bain came alone with his hands behind his back that he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped forward:

"How's it going?"

"It's all arranged." The chief of staff with two dark circles yawned and made a bottle of rum from behind him:

"The grenadier regiment and the guard company, the cavalry company guarded the city, the second infantry regiment was in the port, the third and fourth in the outskirts of the farmhouse and the shooting army camp that had already been built, the fifth infantry regiment and artillery company were stationed at the headquarters as usual... There will be no problem."

Because of the lessons from previous ceremonies, the storm division has become extremely vigilant against such "large-scale public events", for fear of another riot.

Especially now... The Governor's Mission is about to return to the country, and the representative of Roland has already negotiated an investment contract of 800,000 gold coins. If there is any problem at this time, the storm division and the colony can't explain it clearly, and they can't even explain it.

Although he said there was no problem, Carl's apparently worried expression made Anson raise his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

"What's wrong..." Biting off the cork, the chief of staff turned out two more glasses out of anger:

"My commander-in-chief, your subordinates... oh, including me, I will be unemployed soon!"

"unemployment?"

An Sen was stunned, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Who made this rumor?"

Carl poured half a glass of rum and handed it over:

"Uh...you."

"I?!"

"Yeah." The chief of staff said with a look of course:

"You have now become the actual ruler of Beluga Harbor, you have received investment from the Roland family, and you have the assistance of special envoys sent from the local area; so many things have happened, and there is not even one related to the storm division."

"And now that the Empire has been defeated and the Free Confederation has been established, you are actively preparing for the shooting army and the New World Company while running a bank... Do you know what the low-level officers and soldiers of the Storm Division think?"

"What do you think?"

"They all feel that the Storm Division may be disbanded soon, or at least most of them will be retired and returned to the mainland."

"what?!"

"Otherwise, why are you in such a hurry to form a shooting army, isn't it to replace the vacancies left by them?" Carl couldn't help laughing:

"These gossips have already spread all over the Storm Division, and they are basically known to everyone; I estimate that in a few days at most, there will be officers privately asking you who wants to leave and who can stay. "

"If that's the case, why haven't you told me about this?"

Anson frowned slightly, his expression serious.

I have been dealing with the Faithless Knights, the Old God Sect, the Bank and the New World Company since the Battle of Sail City, and I really ignored the feelings of the Storm Division, especially the soldiers at the bottom.

Indeed... just going through a big war, making a lot of money, and going into the winter with nothing to do - except for a few large-scale riots - it's easy to start thinking wildly and become sensitive to what's going on around you.

"Because to a certain extent, it depends on how you think." Carl's eyes flickered, and there were some meaningful emotions in his eyes:

"Should I continue to be the emperor of the colony, the commander-in-chief of the garrison, or do I have to do something...other things?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"That's what it means. Five thousand soldiers are stranded in the colony, and no one can intervene and intervene, and they just started a war without authorization and defeated the empire. Do you really think the local area can be at ease with you?" Carl sighed rum:

"If you just want to keep your current position and want to reassure the mainland, my advice is to leave it alone; if not... if I didn't say it."

The chief of staff did not continue to speak, and Anson did not ask any more questions, and both fell into silence for a while.

After such a long period of cooperation, plus the proactive and frank part, the two knew each other well; Carl couldn't help but understand what Anson's "New World Bank" and "New World Company" were going to do. Some of the actions of the commander-in-chief have long since crossed the line.

If it is said that intervening in the rebellion of the imperial colonies can still be regarded as "offensive defense", then the Free Confederation and the negotiations with Sail City, and privately releasing Bernard Morwes, are obviously not a garrison commander-in-chief things to do.

But for all this, the local side seemed indifferent, even deliberately condoning it, coupled with Anson's more and more active fooling and deceiving the local... Rich experience in taking the blame, Carl had a hunch that a lot of things were about to happen.

Of course Anson understood what he meant. He actually had no intention of betraying Clovis—at least not now—but with the gradual realization of the "Rune Plan", the mainland has never provided any form of assistance except acquiescence. , also made him somewhat panic.

If it wasn't for the arrival of Baron Aix, he really doubted whether the mainland really planned to abandon the colony to attract the attention of the empire, and regarded himself as an abandoned child.

With a slightly heavy heart, the two of them exchanged a few words casually, drank a whole bottle of rum, and walked into the banquet hall with Talia's call.

In the splendid hall, luxuriously dressed guests are changing cups and chatting to the sound of elegant music; waiters who are well-dressed are shuttled among the crowd, and they don’t miss the opportunity to serve freshly cooked delicious food, carefully made High point, alcoholic beverages that can wet the throat.

Probably because they were about to set off, the two members of the mission who had ridiculed and ridiculed each other a few days ago have now become friends who can talk about everything, and they are as close as a family.

Looking at the laughter and laughter in front of him, it was pleasing to the eye. Anson, who was a little heavy-hearted because of Carl's words, immediately broadcast a lot, and took a glass of wine from the passing waiter's tray.

What about him, if you are drunk at the moment, even if you really plan to not be a human being, it must be...

"Anson Bach?!"

At this moment, a voice full of surprise interrupted his thoughts.

Anson looked back subconsciously and found that Baron Aix holding a glass of wine was staring at him excitedly, with an expression no less than a male lion who found a female in spring: "It's really you?!"

"Uh, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Baron Aix suddenly raised his glass:

"Everyone - please be quiet, I have something to say!"

In an instant, there was no sound in the entire spacious hall; the guests stopped talking to each other one after another, looking towards the direction of the sound with expressions that were either curious or expected.

Anson, who had just walked to the center of the hall, was stunned, and the excited Baron Aix was surrounded by the surrounding guests in the center.

In the silence, Baron Aix took a deep breath and said slowly:

"Gentlemen and ladies, it is a great honor to meet you in a new world shrouded in ice and snow at the end of the 101st year of the saint's calendar."

"This is not a compliment, nor is it a courtesy... Just imagine how many people have the opportunity to cross the turbulent sea in their lifetime, and meet in such a wonderful movement in a world shrouded in snow?"

"This is both a journey full of courage and determination, and a clever arrangement of fate; the great ring of order blesses me, blesses everyone, blesses a group of brave gentlemen destined to make a career, Miss and ladies."

The sonorous voice of words ~www.readwn.com~ echoed under the towering vault: "But among all of them, I want to introduce one person to you - of course, everyone actually knows him, and that is our master today. , Anson Bach, commander-in-chief of the garrison!"

"This person, after expedition to the vast land and conquering the royal court of the Elf King Yisel, traveled thousands of miles north. He was not afraid of hard work. It was also at this time that he embarked on the journey to the new world; Moby-Dick Colony, suffering from poverty and chaos."

"He could have had better choices, he could have chosen to go to the comfort of the south, to the capital of Clovis, to the battlefield where it was easier to make achievements... But he refused all of these, and he was thousands of miles away from his homeland!"

"Apart from the sea, the Kingdom of Clovis can't give him much support, but our commander-in-chief still has no regrets and is conscientious in the post granted by His Majesty Carlos and the Privy Council."

"As for the results of his struggles... everyone has seen it with their own eyes."

"And what I want to tell you is that His Majesty the King and the Privy Council have not forgotten their loyal warrior who does not seek fame or profit, and is loyal to the border of the kingdom!"

With that said, Baron Aikes looked at Anson, and took out a letter with an Indonesian title from his arms: "By the will of my king—"

The voice sounded, and the guests took off their hats; An Sen stepped forward subconsciously, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"Appointed... Anson Bach, commander-in-chief of the Ice Dragon Fjords garrison, to be the commander-in-chief of the Colony Governor Sophia Franz's Legion. The former Storm Division was reorganized into the Colony's First Standing Legion, numbered 'Storm'!"

"The commander-in-chief of the legion, Anson Bach, grants the rank of brigadier general!"

"This appointment will take effect on the second day after the order is issued - Carlos Austeria!"