I Will Be The Crowned King

Beluga Harbour Council, basement.

In the tense air, the flickering lights reflected on the cheeks of the three people around the table, and there was a dead silence between the half-darkness, only the two secretaries hiding in the corner, and the occasional "rustle" from the tip of the pen.

Draco, who was caught in the middle, made a strong smile, and his eyes kept swept across the two sides of the confrontation: Ser Pheleus with a gloomy face, Anson Bach, who was still in the mood to smoke a pipe.

Compared with the jihadist army on the opposite side, Anson is definitely the more comfortable one; the Holy See's goal of hunting the apostles has been completely bankrupt, and there is no hope of destroying the Free Confederation. At least in the short term, the new world is absolutely safe.

So is that enough?

Of course not... Although the original goals have been basically achieved, these achievements were not achieved by themselves, or in the New World alone. There is a lot of land…

These forces that have stepped in each other must also share the cake that suits their hearts from the result of "the jihad failed, but it succeeded".

Victory on the battlefield is full of hardships, obstacles and sacrifices, but at least there is a clear direction to move forward; if you want to end successfully at the negotiating table, it is the beginning of the battle - which requires the joint efforts of both parties.

Fairness, justice, sacrifice, grievance, faith...here are just chips, big or small, to exchange from the other side for something that is really useful to oneself.

But this also means that you have to meet the needs of the other party in order to win the opportunity for win-win cooperation, and the needs of the jihadist army or the Holy See can only be...

"Cough cough...that, that..."

The novelist who jumped out suddenly adjusted his breathing and looked at the two of them with a smile on his face: "I, I know it might not be good to suddenly interrupt the contemplation of the two at this time, but we..."

"I have a proposal." Phyllis stole with an expressionless face:

"Why don't we get rid of some obstructing Truth Society traitor first, and then start negotiating - in exchange, I can promise to remove the Rune family from the Holy See's wanted list."

"Yes."

The corners of An Sen's mouth rose: "To be honest, even if you don't speak, I plan to do it."

"But! Considering that there seems to be no more suitable third-party witnesses besides him in this negotiation, it is more useful for us to let him live for the time being."

Before the novel parent with a stiff smile could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly changed the subject: "Of course, if you want to do something to him after the negotiation is over, I promise not to obstruct it."

"I agree."

There is a strong killing intent in Phyllis's low voice: "Then, that's it."

"It's settled." Anson raised his brows: "So, this is the first clause we reached in this negotiation, and it's really a good start. What do you think, Draco?"

"Me! I think it might be a little…"

"The Rune family wants to enter the new world... that's no problem." Without giving a novelist a chance to open his mouth at all, Pheleus stole again with a blank expression:

"But they can't become the rulers of the Free Confederation on the surface. No one in the world of order is a fool. An old **** family becomes the royal family of a new country. The chaos and turmoil caused by it cannot be quelled by any of us."

"I agree with that. It's not difficult for the Rune family to persuade."

Anson nodded slightly, anyway, Talia was not prepared to stand in front of the stage at first, it is still too troublesome to rule a country by herself, and it is more comfortable to rule behind the scenes: "Also, please allow me to remind that the Free Confederation strictly speaking, It's a confederation of many city-states... It doesn't even count as a republic, and there can be no royal family at all."

"That's just for now." Phyllis smiled meaningfully:

"Who can tell what will happen in the future?"

Anson did not answer, neither affirming nor denying.

In the eyes of Phileas, this basically means that the other side has tacitly agreed that the new world will become the kingdom of the old gods. This form was brought under the jurisdiction of the Holy See, and the Holy See was allowed to send priests to settle in the colonies and build cathedrals.”

"This...may be a little difficult." Anson put on what he thought was the most troublesome expression: "You should be clear that the so-called Free Confederation...is actually established with the Faithful Alliance, that is, the universal believers; The 'liberals' in power in the Confederate system are almost always the most faithful."

"Myself and Marshal Louis Bernard must agree. After all, the Holy See is the person who speaks for the orderly world. A country without the approval of the Holy See is equivalent to an isolated outcast. But... they may have difficulty accepting it for a while..."

Anson's remarks can be said to be extremely sincere. He kept his posture as low as possible, explained the truth and presented the facts, and picked up the responsibilities at all levels - it's not that I don't want to, it's them.

If the person sitting opposite is Louis or Lai Ang, the negotiation can basically be over; unfortunately... this time it is the inhumane Holy See, and the even more inhumane adjutant, the chief adjutant of the Knights.

"Your Excellency Anson Bach, from the time I heard that you also had hope for this negotiation, I always thought that you should also be a smart person." Phyllis frowned slightly:

"A wise man can be greedy, but he should also understand that greed must be moderate - the Holy See has given in, you should show us the minimum sincerity of the Free Confederation, right?"

"...I thought I had given it."

"Oh hoho... Honesty is not sincerity." Phyllis smirked twice: "It's the piercing of the heart."

Anson: "…"

"Of course I know how much pressure is on you to disband the ecumenical patriarch. After all, you are relying on them to successfully unite the empire's colonies. That ... is the ecumenical patriarch named Ripper, right? Betray your friends, Datuk is indeed not low. ."

"But if you can't do it, then I can only guarantee that the jihadist army will fight to the last moment - no matter how difficult it is, the Holy See will organize new jihadist troops to land in the new world again and again, until they are all killed. Or beheaded and killed by you all; for me, either."

"I can dissolve the Alliance of the Faithful, but Universalism must continue to exist as one of the faiths of the new world..."

"No!" Phileas categorically refused: "The Universal Emperor must disappear!"

"Or compromise a little bit, at least not persecute the Ecumenical believers and priests, allow them..."

"Pu Shizong, must disappear!"

Anson's expression became solemn.

In the dead basement, the young clerk Alan Dawn and another clerk who also came from a monastery were making quick records.

Draco cautiously glanced at Pond, but he never took his eyes off Anson's face.

Five minutes, the atmosphere of silence lasted for a full five minutes.

"Okay, I promise you... I will persuade the Free Confederation, dissolve the Universal Sect, declare that the Church is the only legitimate faith of the Free Confederation, and His Holiness the Pope is the only leader of the faith of all Ring of Order believers in the Free Confederation."

Anson took a deep breath, and said to Phyllis resolutely: "But in contrast, the Holy See must recognize the Free Confederation and set up a cathedral in Sail City!"

"Okay!" Phyllis didn't hesitate at all: "It's just too small to set up a parish with the size of the New World. I think..."

"One parish is enough, after all Clovis only has one."

Anson immediately retorted: "Although the area may be larger, in terms of population, the entire New World may not even have one-tenth of Clovis. The pressure to support another parish is too great."

"You may think I'm lying, but the data won't deceive people - you might as well ask the information about the population distribution, land area, land output, and wheat yield per mu of the Star World that the sect holds, and you'll know that I Is it true?"

This time, the silent person became Phyllis... But he was also aware of the actual situation of the new world, so multi-dioceses was only one of the plans, and he didn't expect the other party to really agree.

What's more... Even if there is only one now, it does not mean that there will not be more in the future; after all, there is the case of Luther Franz merging the diocese, so of course the Holy See can also split a diocese into multiple according to the actual situation. , is also reasonable.

Well, in this way, there is no reason for the jihadist army to continue to occupy the city of sailing, and by the way, the influence of the church can be controlled in the westernmost part of the new world, and Beluga Port can continue to exist as an undisputed political and economic center... Anson is in I was thinking about it.

The two people who were thinking about it looked at each other and felt that they had won and won.

"Since we talked about Sail City, then I think it is necessary to talk about the ownership of the colonies in the New World." Pheleus suddenly changed the subject:

"Although the previous contradiction can be explained by misunderstanding, if the Free Confederacy is allowed to keep all the colonies, it seems too unfair to the jihadist legions of the countries involved in this war."

"Since the Free Confederation prides itself as a 'Confederation', my suggestion is to follow this rule, and in Grey Dove Castle, Black Reef Harbor, and the ruined Red Hand Bay, which have been brought under the control of the Mujahideen Army, the Mujahideen Army will A brand new colony re-established by a noble middle-aged man with outstanding military service... What do you think?"

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion." Phyllis chuckled twice, his expression very playful: "If the Free Confederation is really unacceptable, then I will also convey your attitude truthfully to everyone in the Mujahideen Army, Let's see how to solve this problem."

Looking at Philes's enthusiastic smiling face, Anson suddenly had the urge to sigh—in terms of his condescension to others and his indifference to his face, the Holy See was indeed better.

Obviously it was just his own proposal, but he said it as if the Free Confederation should have agreed to it. The Holy See is just fighting for their interests for the hard-working jihadist army... Basically it belongs to Ming robbing.

The problem is that Anson can't easily refuse, because this directly involves the direct interests of hundreds of thousands of jihadist armies, or the direct interests of the nobles and leaders who command more than 100,000 jihadist armies; he can now bargain with the Holy See, in essence, because of winning to their support.

Pheleus has obviously noticed this, and the backstabs of Pavel Dukaski and the Legion of Han Soils woke him up. What was really fighting against the Holy See was not the colony rebels in front of him, but the annihilation in name. These rebel guys.

The problem is that I can't agree so easily and happily... Showing weakness is one aspect. It is obvious that the other party intends to use this to test his bottom line, and he is ready to make further progress. Other harsh conditions awaiting the kidnapping of the entire jihadist army.

After a short pause, Anson suddenly thought of a new idea: "You are right, the meritorious Mujahideen soldiers should receive their rewards, rebuilding the ruined Red Hand Bay, and the Free Confederation alone is indeed beyond their ability. , of course it would be better if the jihadists joined."

"Therefore, I propose to establish a forward base camp of the Mujahideen in Red Hand Bay to house all the warriors who have meritorious deeds and are eager to continue to fight for the Ring of Order!"

"...Frontier base camp?" Phyllis almost didn't react.

"Although the development of the New World has been two hundred years since the first colonists landed, this land is still a wild land full of dangers and opportunities for the people of the Old World. Ancient, heretical beliefs, the ruins of the evil gods, and unknown powers are all over the mountains, forests and countryside." Ansen suddenly raised his voice:

"To completely bring this land into the embrace of the Ring of Order is by no means a feat that can be achieved overnight; it will take ten, twenty, one hundred or even two hundred years... Countless warriors have come one after another, UU reading www.uukanshu .com fights to spread faith in the Ring of Order to see a little faith.”

"Therefore, the jihad is far from over, and the jihadist army formed for the Ring of Order is far from being disbanded; on the contrary, an outpost should and must be established to accommodate all those who come from all directions for the sake of order. The warriors who fought in the ring, let them embark on the journey without worries."

"I personally think Red Hand Bay is the best location for this outpost. Not only does it have a port, but also there are not many roads leading to the inland, which is very convenient for holy warriors who come from afar to pack their bags and go to the wilderness to fight heretics. What do you think? "

Staring at the stunned Phileas, Anson tried his best to restrain his urge to laugh.

You don't want to invade the territory of the Free Confederacy, don't you want to mix sand with me? Okay, I'll give you this opportunity, and I'll even give you the opportunity to keep the existence of the jihadist army as a military organization, so that you can still do business after returning to the Holy See.

But on the other hand, you don't want to expand this organization to any territory outside Red Hand Bay. It is sandwiched between Black Reef Harbor and Long Lake Town, and every move is under the control of the Confederacy.

To be or not to be, the choice is yours.