I Will Be The Crowned King

After some brief haggling, Anson managed to reduce the half-year rent from 700 silver coins to 600—including the half-year commission belonging to the "Old Man Security Company"—which was considered a relatively reasonable price for an apartment near Baihu Park.

When Anson snapped out fifteen banknotes with a face value of thirty gold coins from his pocket, he was very sure that he saw a completely undisguised contempt from the corner of the old woman's eyes.

That's almost the same as watching a prodigal who squandered his inheritance...

Although she looked a little mean, and she didn't have the slightest sympathy for Anson, the tenant—although she seemed to like Lisa very much—after signing the lease, the old woman made a dinner table.

Garlic sausage, pork knuckle in sauce, dry bread, and vegetable bisque simmered with tomatoes, bean sprouts, and water spinach, it looks so simple and delicious; especially the vegetable bisque, which is nothing like what the two of them had in the barracks. the same thing.

Looking at Lisa who wanted to lick her bowl clean, Anson thought it was because of the cream in the thick soup.

By the time the old woman got up and left, it was already midnight, and Lisa, who was so full that her cheeks were bulging, fell asleep directly on the dining table.

After cleaning up the mess and placing Lisa on the bed, Anson, who was lying on the sofa and didn't want to move, finally turned his attention to Draco's suitcase.

own "reward".

It contained all the evidence the Guards were prepared to use for extortion - including evidence of the existence of the "Old Gods" within the levies during the siege of Fort Thunder.

After hesitating for a second, Anson opened the suitcase with determination.

After seeing Draco's observation ability with his own eyes, he was also curious about what kind of clues the other party had collected to make the guards so fearful of a worthless home that he even sent a dozen guards The elite of the army and a talent of blood power, would rather stop planning and catch him.

"Click."

With a soft bang, the lock of the suitcase was opened.

The contents of the box are... uh, bricks?

Oh, and a diary that looks stale.

Anson let out a long sigh of relief.

I didn't expect it... That guy who looked very serious was actually a serious person who liked to keep a diary.

Just like myself!

Anson, in a happy mood, took out the diary from a pile of bricks and began to read it by the firelight in the fireplace.

As Draco mentioned, most of the content in the diary was transcribed and collected by him, about the Guards' attempts to extort or bribe the Privy Councillors and certain ministers.

The content inside is very detailed, accurate to the time when the two parties met and left privately, the length and general content of the conversation, the account used when the bribe was paid and the bank where the account was registered, all of which are very clearly recorded.

Even the privately communicated letters were backed up with dark ink photocopies... Anson, who was originally just curious, began to feel a shudder after turning a few pages.

This is no longer a "clue" level. This is simply that the guards pile up all the evidence that may be caught and put it directly into the hands of that house!

According to Draco, he only discovered the news of the accidental death of his relatives two months ago after he received a job offer from the Clovis Fact Sheet, and began to plan revenge against the Guards...

That is to say, in just two months, has he checked all the private affairs of the Guards? !

How is this possible? !

No, it seems possible!

Recalling that the other party saw through his identity in just one meeting, An Sen suddenly had serious doubts about his judgment.

He is now a talent who has turned on the power of blood, but he has not felt any reaction of the power of blood from Draco Veltus...

Could it be that he is actually a spell caster from the Old God School?

Only darkness can reveal light... Among the three old gods, Mutter, the king of black magic, seems to correspond to the attribute of "peeping secrets".

If this is the case, then he concealed it too cleverly, and did not reveal any flaws from beginning to end; and a black mage who seemed to be low-key but was actually "high-profile", it was simply two extremes.

An Sen, whose pupils were trembling slightly, continued to flip through the diary in his hand.

Soon, he found what he wanted:

"...On December 3rd, Mace Hornard appeared in Oaktown. He disguised himself as a low-ranking officer named John Ness, and after approaching Lieutenant Colonel Willen Small, he infiltrated the levy as a division chief..."

"...On December 25th, Mace Hornard appeared in Oak Town for the second time. After purchasing a third-class ticket, he left Oak Town and arrived at the Central West Station of the Royal Capital..."

"...There is a second or even two or more Old God Sect believers suspected to exist in the Lei Mingbao Recruitment Army..."

"...On January 1st in the 100th year of the Saint Calendar, Fort Thunder fell and Kroger Bernard disappeared. In the 95th year of the Saint Calendar, he was found to be suspected of being in contact with the Old God Sect and was suspected of being killed..."

"...There is sufficient evidence to prove that Mace Hornard, a professor of history at St. Isaac's College, has been continuously funded by a certain channel since the 92nd year of the saint's calendar, and operates a relatively secretive old school in the capital. Divinity organization; its members range from about 20 to 50 people, and it has been suspected of being related to major murders for many times, and its main members belong to…”

"Snapped."

Gently closing the diary, Anson sat in front of the fireplace with a dazed expression.

Too much information...

If all the above is true, then Mace Hornard, the old **** organization of the "Black Mage", was actually targeted by the Guards a long time ago, and their every move was under their surveillance. .

But according to the information heard outside the box of the Iron Sky, not many people in the Guards seem to know about this matter, at least the "captain" should not know; The person with power is probably also a high-level member of the Guards system...

As Anson, who only inherited the memory of the "former Anson", but did not inherit his emotions, he didn't care about the life and death of the Black Mage and his underground evil organization.

But if the Guards were to use this organization as a breakthrough to blackmail Archbishop Franz and the Church of Order, almost 100% of his identity as a conjurer would be exposed.

After all, an underground organization that doesn't sell its own people~www.readwn.com~ is not a qualified underground organization.

And if you want yourself not to be betrayed, the only solution is...

A particularly practical idea quickly sprouted in Anson's mind.

At the same time, Anson also refreshed his understanding of a certain home - his meeting with him was by no means a coincidence, but was arranged by this guy from the very beginning.

The reason why he approached and "seduced" himself in such a risky way was because he knew very well that in the matter of the Guards, his interests and his interests were highly aligned!

If you can't get yourself out of the black mage's control as soon as possible, then it is only a matter of time before you have a head-on conflict with the guards.

...I have a hunch we'll meet again soon...hopefully by then, we've both done what we wanted to do...

Recalling what the two said when they parted at the station, An Sen's mouth twitched slightly:

"Looks like we'll have to find a way to meet with the respected professor of history as soon as possible."