I Will Be The Crowned King

Inner City, Bryman Street Apartments.

Sierra Virgil, who was holding her shoulders, stood expressionlessly outside the bedroom door, looking at the empty bed and the open window, thinking a lot.

After being silent for a while, she slowly turned her head and glanced at the guy who was a little restless and had wandering eyes: "A certain respected elder brother, don't you want to say something about the sudden disappearance of your sister?"

Facing the female judge's questioning, Ansen could only show an embarrassed yet polite smile.

"I should have warned someone, never avoid the Truth Seeking Order, and contact the other party in private...Right?"

Sierra Virgil said coldly, the moment she saw Lisa disappeared, she already understood what was going on: "What a pity, it seems that even the friendship in the past and the help that did not avoid suspicion, It is also impossible to let a certain 'sincere commander-in-chief' let down his vigilance against us despicable judges, and let his weak and helpless sister do such a dangerous thing in order not to be discovered."

"Uh... I think we should all agree, Lisa is cute, but it has nothing to do with being weak and helpless..." Seeing the increasingly cold face of the female judge, Anson wryly smiled and could only raise his hands: "Okay, I My fault for not telling you all of my plans right away."

"But please believe that I definitely didn't do this to harm you—we are friends! Most importantly, who else can I rely on now besides Seeking the Truth?!"

"Now, at this moment! Who else can protect Clovis City from the poisonous claws of the Holy See and the Empire, except you?!"

"If you are a compliment, it's not too late to save it until the day you want to write to us."

The female judge didn't like this at all, and there was no smile on her face: "You want to negotiate with Machia, right?"

"She is an apostle, and we have no chance of winning against her." Anson didn't hide it either: "It's not difficult to defeat the petty thoughts of the empire and the Holy See, but hunting down an apostle...don't even think about it."

"How do you know if you haven't tried?"

"I just know." Anson said word by word: "Because I have witnessed the Holy See's Judgment Knights tried, so they did not hesitate to start a war, and bet half of the Knights' fortune. Under the premise that the apostle has no room to fight back, he tried to kill him but failed in the end... You won't forget, right?"

Sierra Virgil pursed the corners of her mouth tightly with a gloomy expression.

Of course she understood, from the moment she knew that the opponent was not a blasphemy mage but an apostle, this was a battle doomed to no chance of winning, but...

"The Order of Seeking Truth needs to defend its own honor, which I completely understand." Anson sighed: "Don't forget, when Captain Lawrence was killed, I was the one involved."

"So you should understand what kind of consciousness those fools who admired Captain Lawrence have made." Sera said coldly: "Using the reason of 'you will definitely die' will only make them more calm. keep doing stupid things."

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"Of course." Anson twitched the corner of his mouth. He just knew that Cole Dorian would definitely not agree, so he didn't say anything. Otherwise, the two of them might turn against each other on the spot.

"The most important thing is that this matter is beyond my control; a mere spellcaster like me is not qualified to negotiate fairly with an apostle."

"You mean..." The female judge's child's hole flashed with panic, and she was so shocked that she couldn't even maintain the concealment that the black mage was best at: "Impossible, she, isn't she..."

"If you think that space and time can limit the apostles, you are underestimating their strength."

Anson shook his head: "I said from the very beginning that there is no chance of winning if you want to defeat the apostle openly, but it will be different if you are not an enemy."

"The apostle in this sentence, I have never specified which one it is."

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Looking at the girl in front of him coldly, Machia showed a smile that was not a smile. He was obviously smaller than Lisa, but he still brought infinite pressure to the latter.

"Bargaining...such a simple and straightforward tone, it really is something that Luen would say." Machia's immature voice sounded softly: "It's just that if he is here, maybe we can still discuss it, and with your strength... dear tower Leah, it seems that you are not qualified enough."

"really."

The dignified girl leaned forward slightly, and said with a polite smile: "As long as the honorable Machia is willing, I am afraid that there will be no living life in the entire city of Clovis; A treacherous place that cannot be set foot on."

"But if the situation becomes like that, not to mention that you will soon face the backlash of the laws of nature, the whole world will regard you as an enemy that must be eliminated immediately; as far as the humble Thalia understands, it should be The last thing you want to see."

Snapped-

Machia's right hand lightly patted the armrest of the chair. Although there was only a slight sound, Thalia's expression still showed a little instability.

"Dear Thalia, I respect your father, your bloodline, and treat you with the standards of the Boridim era." Machiya shook his head: "But you don't respect me, and you try to threaten me."

"Absolutely not!"

The girl immediately denied it, she knew very well that this was a trap of the other party's words, and it was also Machia's unique style - killing people needs a reason, offending or even disrespecting an apostle is enough to make the Holy See and even all spellcasters have nothing to say reason.

"Honorable Machia, what Thalia just said is true, it is just the result of objective existence, it is far from being a threat; if you really want to say a threat, shouldn't it be to completely ignore the reality, or even use deliberate deception to make you Such a despicable means of getting caught in a dilemma?"

The moment the words fell, Machia's eyes suddenly changed.

Thalia, who was neither humble nor overbearing, stood up and said in the most serious tone: "There is still half an hour."

"In another half an hour, William Gottfried, who has the most advanced difference engine of the Holy See, will be able to completely decipher your laws with the help of ancient runes; the domain that you shroud the entire city of Clovis will be To be used in turn by a mortal."

"If Thalia didn't tell you this, but deliberately used all kinds of meaningless words to delay the time until William Gottfried succeeded..."

"Honorable Machia, that's an out-and-out...threat!"

At the same time as the words fell, the eyes of the two were stained with blood red at the same time.

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Outer city, Layton Military Factory.

Like a storm without warning, the originally "peaceful and peaceful" military factory outer street was instantly shrouded in countless gunfire and all kinds of fighting sounds, and the intensity even far exceeded that of the community militia and the people just now. Disputes between the Whitehall Street police reached a level sufficient to be called a "mini-battle."

Although he was warned in advance by a technical advisor, Captain Jason, the commander of the cavalry battalion, didn't make a lot of preparations, or he didn't have much time to prepare—half an hour, what kind of preparation could he do?

In order to ensure that the military factory is absolutely safe when riots break out, the Storm Legion has arranged a sufficient number of left-behind troops; not only the cavalry battalion of the headquarters, but also the artillery company, and the nominal guard company under Lisa's command, more than 400 Human forces defend a military factory built of masonry, steel and concrete.

It is not an exaggeration to say that unless the enemy has a twenty-four-pound gun and more than one such heavy field weapon, the cavalry captain has sufficient confidence to defend even if the number of enemies is increased tenfold.

But to his surprise, the enemy attacking here is not just as simple as an "ordinary" army...

"boom-!

!

"

Fiercely burning fireworks exploded on the outer wall of the factory, and the collapsed brick walls flew into the sky like raindrops, and then sprayed out like colored ribbon fireworks, and sprinkled on the sandbags piled up like colorful colored paper.

The picture looks very gorgeous, especially when the colored paper and fireworks explode in the air one after another, it is simply too beautiful to behold; but when you recover from the daze, you find that the "colored paper" falling towards you is actually burning broken bricks At that time, the indistinct beauty will immediately turn into indescribable terror...

"boom-!

!

"

The cavalry captain, who had no time to dodge, was directly blocked behind the factory gate by the guards beside him, and watched helplessly as the position was engulfed in flames: "Is there no way to suppress those **** at all?!"

"The deputy battalion commander has already gone to ask for help, but with the intensity of the attack on the other side, the headquarters should not need our reminder to find this side at all!" The guard shouted loudly, pressing the brim of his hat:

"Let the troops retreat into the factory building as soon as possible, and it should be able to weaken the opponent's advantage!"

"But if the reinforcements arrive, we may not be able to respond..." The cavalry captain clenched his teeth: "You! Go to the technical consultant immediately and ask him how long it will take. If I delay for a while, I may There is no way to cover him to break through!"

"yes!"

Although the strength on the other side is strong, it is not enough to defeat or even annihilate him, so what really worries the cavalry captain is the safety of William, the technical adviser; It is already a manifestation of importance.

The first principle of war: Whether you understand the enemy's intentions or not, you can't let him succeed!

"There's no need for that."

Facing the anxious guards with his back, William Gottfried, who was still constantly revising the ancient runes on the wall and blackboard, looked quite leisurely, and even took a very rare cup of boiling hot coffee:

"Tell Your Excellency the Captain, I am grateful for his care, but please completely ignore my existence and do your best to resist the enemy. It doesn't matter if you are forced to retreat."

"If it's really beyond our power, at least it's enough not to let the enemy break into this room directly... It won't take too long, give it to me..."

"Fifteen minutes, yes, fifteen minutes." William rubbed his already sore eyes: "In fifteen minutes, the winner will be decided!"

Yin Lisabai, who was still sorting out the information, looked up at him, then lowered her head again thoughtfully, without saying anything.

In the office where the roar of guns was endless, William, who was completely intoxicated at work, took a sip of coffee, and a trace of mockery flashed in the corner of his extremely tired eyes.

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"Let me understand a little bit, dear Thalia, you...or your father, do you want to make an exchange with me?"

Inside the embassy, ​​Machiya's tone became tougher: "Show favors and threats are just bargaining chips for me to make concessions."

The girl didn't reply immediately, but just smiled.

Machia was not ashamed because of this: "It seems that my understanding has gone wrong, isn't it?"

"No, in fact, if you think so, it probably fits your father's temper better, right? You know, my father has never had anything to do with 'humor and wit'. Simple and direct negotiations are his favorite way." Leah answered unhurriedly:

"Because of this, I am the head of the foreign Luen family now."

Machiya didn't respond to this declarative tone.

The concept of "identity" does not exist among spellcasters or apostles. This world is far more ruthless than the "class society" understood by humans. It is an absolutely pure natural law; everyone is unique in the evolutionary chain Species, so there are only two kinds of surprises: low-level life and higher-level existence.

Not to mention Patriarch, even if Thalia claimed that she was more noble than Rune, Machia would not take it seriously, because it was meaningless—if it wasn't for Rune, the girl would never have the chance to sit in front of her and still be alive to speak .

"Our condition here is that you can continue to live in Clovis City, but the scope of the territory can only be limited to a corner of the Lund Manor, and the territory cannot be covered beyond the forest surrounding the manor." Thalia smiled and said:

"In addition, you must create the illusion of 'you are being hunted by the judge' in public. Of course, your name or identity is free; this is our only requirement."

"Request?" Machia blinked: "Dear Thalia, you are asking me to put myself under house arrest, aren't you?"

"If you have to understand it this way~www.readwn.com~ please keep it up, honorable Machia."

Thalia nodded slightly: "There are still fifteen minutes... If you don't stop, William Gottfried is about to break your law——Saint Isaac's wisdom is really terrifying, allowing mortals to have the power to contact apostles chance, isn't it?"

"Now, I guess this should be the real threat." Machia said calmly, "But since he threatened me, it shouldn't matter if he kills him, right?"

"It doesn't matter, just do it."

The girl is neither humble nor overbearing: "But my father said that Machia is an extremely careful guy. He will keep his promise with the Holy See. The probability of his real body appearing in Clovis City... is almost impossible; you who are talking to me now, probably It's just a part of the 'True Machia'; think about it, if this news is known by other noble apostles of curse and magic, what will happen?"

"Now..." Thalia paused, her scarlet child hole was extremely sharp:

"This is the bargaining chip I use to 'threat' you."