I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 139

Sitting in the stable carriage, Anson looked at the Rune Ring in his hand. The sterling silver ring perfectly matched the scenery outside the window, and put the ancient castle shrouded in mist in the distance in the ring hole.

The sterling silver ring is surrounded by a tangled rose pattern, and the inner ring is a string of ancient imperial words connected end to end: "Blood connects us"; the ring is inlaid with a velvety sapphire, and the polished mirror is engraved with the original Ring shape.

The ring itself is very delicate, and the sapphire on it can probably buy his own outfit, but there is no trace of magic attached.

Of course, it may also be hidden so cleverly that it is difficult to find, otherwise it is really difficult to explain why the Rune family rushed to Clovis Cathedral after discovering that Professor Mace Hornard might betray. its kill...

Only by accepting this ring can the Rune Family let themselves leave with Lisa; because this means that to a certain extent, they are bound to the interests of the Rune Family.

What the Rune family needs most at the moment is to recover the losses caused by Mace Hornard as soon as possible; at the same time, Anson must also come up with a future plan that at least seems to be more reliable, to prove that he has replaced Mace Hornard. Hornard's qualifications.

First stop loss, then long-term goals - Mace Hornard's plan was to deceive the Austerian royal family, making the Old Gods and the Rune family the actual power behind the kingdom; Anson wanted to completely replace him position, it is necessary to come up with a solution that looks more favorable and more feasible.

That is, to prove your worth, but also to convince the other party that you are on the side with them.

"war?"

"Yes, the best way to get back all the losses incurred by the Rune family in the riot is to participate in a war!"

With a confident smile on his face, Anson turned his eyes from Talia's confused face to the window. His line of sight seemed to penetrate the mist that covered everything, and he saw the city of Clovis where there were many high-rise factories.

"Because of the previous elf ambassador incident at St. Isaac's College, the Kingdom of Clovis has made up its mind to launch a punitive war against the Elven Kingdom of Iser, coupled with the unfinished war with the Empire, K. The Lowe Kingdom is now in a state of war on all sides."

"But from the perspective of a Clovis soldier, it's not a dangerous situation: yes, the Empire is strong, but the burden of war on them is also heavier; for each battle, they need to spend the equivalent of Clovis. Five times or even ten times the resources, to put materials and soldiers on the designated battlefield."

"The Iser Elf Kingdom is the exact opposite. They are too weak. In the past hundred years, Clovis has always wanted to plunder land and wealth from this impoverished and weak country. What is missing is always an opportunity and a reason."

"And the reason why the Clovis people can be so confident and invade another kingdom while resisting the invasion of the Empire is because we have a trump card in our hands that our enemies can't even imagine!"

"...Cloway City?"

"Exactly!"

Anson pointed out the window: "It is precisely because there is such a city, one that connects ports, factories, farms, mines with railways... It continues to devour countless steel, coal mines, whale oil, wool... all kinds of resources, and it has the All of this is digested into commodities and sent to cities in all corners of the world, which is the key to Clovis's standing!"

"Those factories that can continuously supply rifles, artillery, ammunition, and various military supplies to the front line are the reason why Clovis is so confident that he dares to fight two enemies!"

"Leiden, Borne, Leopold... In the past, these arms factories that were related to the combat effectiveness of the kingdom's army were almost all controlled by families and forces that were close to the royal family. No matter how much money the rest had, no matter how good they were The technology is also not getting orders from the Army and Navy.”

"But now the situation is completely different - the riots have destroyed a large number of factories in the outer city of Clovis, the factories have stopped, and the workers have become thugs; at a time like this, the army is still preparing to invade another country..."

Talia nodded slightly and immediately grasped the main point of Anson's words:

"You want the Rune family to seize this gap and enter the military industry?"

"Rifles, artillery, uniforms, backpacks, pack animals for transport, and wagons... everything the army can use, of course it's going to be a lot of money, but that's okay, because the Church of Order would definitely be happy to pay for this kind of money. Money's factory put out loans!"

Speaking of this, Anson deliberately paused for a moment, and gave the girl a little time to imagine that bright future:

"One year...two years at most, as long as the war lasts for more than two years, the Rune family's gains will be enough to make up for the losses caused by the riot; the Rune family, which has occupied enough military industry shares, can naturally cultivate another New supporters."

"With the investment scale of the Luen family and the military industry, it will become a behemoth that even the royal family and the church cannot easily handle; once an industry of this scale is turbulent, stocks will plummet, the market will collapse, and workers will lose their jobs. All investments and bonds go to waste.”

"The riot caused by Mace Hornard is enough to leave a shadow in the hearts of these people, and they will never dare to let the same thing happen again in the short term."

"But... all this is only temporary." Anson suddenly changed the conversation:

"Or, just to prepare for a longer-term goal!"

"Oh?"

Talia's eyes lit up, as if the audience had finally seen the brilliance of the play.

"Even if it does occupy a place among the many industries in Clovis City, as long as the Church of Order remains the largest bank in the world, the Rune family still has no future to speak of."

"This is only natural, because this land is their home ground; let's put it bluntly, this world is no longer the world of the Old God believers, and the Church of Order is too powerful to suppress the people they once tried so hard to suppress. Believe in any living space."

"The Rune family, or in other words, all those who believe in the old gods want to rise again, they must lay their foundations again on a brand new land that the tentacles of the Church of Order cannot fully touch."

An Sen spread his hands and spread to both sides: "If you want the church to be willing to sit at the table and negotiate with a force fairly, you must first have the strength to make them jealous."

"I'm not talking about an individual, not even a family, but a force, a force that owns at least thousands or even tens of thousands of square kilometers of land and firmly controls the resources and population in it, and can launch a war independently at any time. ."

"A brand new kingdom not under the control of the Church of Order!"

A brand new kingdom... Talia's eyes rolled, and the corners of her mouth twitched:

"colony?"

"Miss Talia, you really value both beauty and intelligence." Anson touted a little:

“The northern colony—despite being a wasteland covered by ice and snow all year round, is extremely rich in forests, furs, fisheries and minerals, and is a virgin land that has just been developed for less than fifty years.”

"Besides alien beasts and barbarians living in that land, they are exiled criminals, fallen nobles, businessmen who want to get rich... Even the most prosperous Ice Dragon Fjord does not have a decent cathedral."

"This means that fifty years later, the Church of Order is still unable to establish enough influence on that land."

Anson's eyes flickered: "This is our chance."

"Now the Empire, Clovis, and all the countries with coastlines are sparing no effort to expand their power in the new northern continent, but they have not yet seen the real potential of this land."

"The outbreak of war will make the kingdoms of the old world more and more thirsty for resources, and as the resources of the old world are exhausted, the new world is their only hope."

"And if the Rune family can use the wealth accumulated in Clovis to enter the colony before that day comes, hold the new world in their hands, and have enough force to arm themselves, then..."

"It will be able to compete with the Church of Order, which controls the old world...!"

An Sen looked back, took a sip from the coffee on the table, and said no more.

As a qualified copywriter, when providing Party A with a draft of a detailed plan, in addition to looking reasonable, it is more important to meet the expectations of the other party.

For the Rune family...or any fallen Old God family, their greatest hope is that the world can return to the era when the spellcaster family was in power hundreds of years ago.

The plan given by Mace Hornard was to vacate the royal family of Osteria and control the Kingdom of Clovis by manipulating the Privy Council; so Anson went further than him, simply inciting independence in the northern colonies and establishing an unordered church Influenced by the Old God Kingdom.

This obviously looks more appealing than what Mace Hornard proposed, manipulating a country behind the scenes.

Of course, it is not so easy to incite colonial independence, and at least it will be brutally suppressed by the colonial overlords; but as long as the wars of the old world can continue, especially the war between Clovis and the Empire continues Go down and let them have no time to take care of him... It's not completely impossible.

This plan is obviously in line with Talia's expectations - if you can directly control a country of your own, who wants to hide behind the scenes?

"What is Anson thinking?"

Lisa's voice pulled Anson back from the memory back to reality, staring at him with wide eyes without blinking; both hands clasped Anson's arms tightly, and never let go since they got into the carriage.

"nothing."

The smiling Anson replied absentmindedly, putting the ring inside his coat.

"Lisa, have you really figured it out?"

"Anson?"

"The people from the manor, and Miss Talia who looks exactly like you, they are your real relatives." Anson looked at the girl's confused eyes:

"You can live well in that manor, and you don't have to worry about running out of food, sleeping in the wilderness, or someone trying to hurt you."

"But they weren't the first to find Lisa, Anson was the first to find Lisa and give Lisa something to eat."

The girl with wide eyes retorted softly:

"They are not Lisa's relatives, they are bad people who want to use Lisa to do bad things; Anson... Anson is Lisa's relatives."

That look like a newborn cub made Ansen's mood a little complicated:

"...August, he not only possesses unimaginable powers for ordinary spellcasters, but he is also one of the first blood magic apostles to penetrate the road to immortality."

"According to my father, the dispute between him and August was more than a serious disagreement over the concept of 'immortality'."

"As the bloodline of the apostle, my lovely sister Lisa naturally also has a part of August's power, which is a good thing and a bad thing; the good thing is that she was born with blood, which made her no longer from the beginning. The existence of such a low-level life as human beings.”

"The downside is that this bloodline's innate self-protection will make Lisa feel strongly dependent on the first person who has a good impression of her in her childhood."

"As you grow up, this emotion will gradually fade, and the lovely Lisa will gradually lose interest in you, like her ancestors, abandoning emotions and desires for everything, and embarking on the path of eternal life."

"Of course, that is many years later; until then, she still needs your care and protection..."

Patting the girl's stubborn little head, An Sen turned his attention to another figure in the carriage - a little secretary who "drinked and got into trouble".

At this moment, Alan Dawn was curled up in a corner on the edge of the carriage, with his hands on his knees, his head almost pressed to his chest, shaking like a frightened rabbit.

"I am sorry!"

Feeling An Sen's gaze, the little secretary raised his head suddenly: "As your loyal secretary, I implore you to forgive my misbehavior and give me a new life... once again, to prove myself Opportunity!"

"Of course, I accept your apology." Anson smiled and waved his hand:

"But do it again... it's not necessary to do it all over again, Alan Dawn, I believe in your abilities."

"No, I have to do this!" the little secretary insisted:

"In fact, I have been doing it before you came to find me for Lund Manor; I was planning to give you a surprise-about the commander of the new security army, there are already some eyebrows!"

"Oh?"

"Although Archbishop Luther is indeed arranging for Master Ludwig Franz to become the commander of the security forces, as far as I know, Master Ludwig himself is reluctant; if this is the case, then he is also standing in the riot. You still have a chance if you are successful!"

The little secretary took a deep breath and stared at An Sen with a burning gaze: "Right now, I'm still trying to figure out how to operate, and try to contact some of your potential supporters. I believe there will be news soon!"

"Well then, I'll wait for your good news." An Sen smiled half comfortingly half expectantly.

The little clerk was really efficient - at 6:30 a.m. the day after Anson returned to Bleiman Street, a quick knock on the door, coupled with Mrs. Bogner's growl, knocked Anson out of bed. pulled up.

"Dear Sir Anson Bach, I have good news to tell you right away!"

The excited Ellen Dawn said quickly while stomping his feet~www.mtlnovel.com~ An Sen, who had not woken up yet, rubbed his eyes and looked at him weakly: "Is there something about the commander of the security army?"

"Oh, not that."

The little secretary shook his head: "But I found you a better job!"

"Oh?"

"In order to punish the Iser elves, the Royal Army established a new southern army under the order of His Majesty Carlos II, with the conscription army as the main force - and I won the deputy commander of this new army for you. Location!"

"Guess who is the commander of this legion?"

The dizzy Anson thought for a second, and a terrible guess suddenly flashed through his consciousness: "It won't be Ludwig..."

"It's Master Ludwig Franz! How is it, isn't it a surprise?!"

"..." Anson Bach.

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