I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 361

UPDATE: Anson didn't really take to heart the promises that Roman Reigns made on behalf of the Truth Society.

If Anson dared to "cooperate" with them to a certain extent at the time of the initial contact, then the scale and internal rigor of the other party has completely exceeded their imagination at the beginning, and it is completely unclear what they want. what is it.

There is cooperation with the Franz family, and there is a certain involvement with the Rune family. It is able to get in touch with the Thirteen Council of Iser Elf. Even the closest adjutant around Ludwig Franz is also a member of them. It seems that Still a core member...

This level, it seems, can no longer be described as "club".

What's more important is that as a "non-profit, dynamic social group", their ambition and purpose are stronger than those of many factions, and the resources or manpower they control are not up to the level of financial resources. At the national level, but at the level of interest organizations, it is already amazing.

Using the Storm Legion as a horizontal comparison, Anson estimates that the manpower and material resources he masters must be higher than that of the Truth Society, but the nature is purely a money-making gang, ideals definitely do not exist, and loyalty is absolutely suspicious.

Regardless of their strength or ability, the two sides are seriously unequal. It is said to be cooperation, which is more like mutual use. The only reason for them to come to the door is to avoid their own compromise with the church in order to protect themselves when the situation is dangerous. Their goal of preventing the church from "interfering with the world" and "expansion of power" has failed.

As long as the goal can be achieved, let alone the collaborators, even their own life and death, I am afraid it is completely out of consideration.

Therefore, for Roman's so-called "can turn defeat into victory", Anson thinks that if the war lasts for more than a year, some changes are likely to have an impact on the Church of Order, making it an extremely uneconomical option to continue to use troops against the Free Confederacy. It is not the jihadist army that can really defeat the troops at least four times more than the New World, and the combat power is more than ten times.

Therefore, the Truth Society can only be regarded as a "potential ally" with a common enemy, not even foreign aid; it is better to count on them than to count on the jihadist army organized by the Church of Order to be divided due to internal strife.

Despite this, it is not to say that there is no gain at all, at least the truth of his "first death" has finally come to light, although this also brings up another problem:

What is the power of your own blood?

For a long time, although it can basically be concluded that he inherited the power of the bloodline of the "Holy Grail Knight", his ability is to be forcibly resurrected in the case of dying, and it will be temporarily strengthened, at the cost of wiping away the memory of fifteen minutes before dying... But this is actually just my own guess, and it's just a reason.

From Roman's tone, it is not difficult to hear that he left after confirming that "himself" was dead; with his character, the probability of making a mistake is almost impossible; and if a mistake really occurs, the power of blood will be activated, and the resurrected will also be It should be the original Anson Bach.

In addition, there is another doubt. If this is the power of his own blood, it is said that he can only activate it at most once per use; but when he entered the Primordial Tower, he repeatedly stimulated it with the help of August's power. Dozens of times, and finally completed the upgrade almost unconsciously, becoming a Blasphemer Mage.

Even if August sees through his "true face", why does he know the power of his bloodline, and there is a way to stimulate it repeatedly?

Louis said that the power of blood is like a certain organ of the body - of course, it is actually a mutation derived from a magical reaction - to treat it like a body, overuse will inevitably cause fatigue and damage; but that time he used it for several consecutive Ten times, except for the memory being wiped, it seems that there are no side effects.

Why?

Sitting in the dimly lit office, An Sen, who became more and more confused, looked at the rainy night outside the window, and his expression gradually became ecstatic.

The next day, Beluga Harbour, the central square.

Although Louis was initially reluctant to accept Anson's hospitality, when Carl Bain said "Do you want Miss Freya, who is still in a coma, to continue sleeping in the cold and damp cabin", he silently gave up his useless persist in.

But he still rejected the suite of the Beluga Harbor Council and the guest room of the Rune Mansion, and chose a hotel that is not too conspicuous and has convenient transportation.

In the small guest room, the expressionless young knight stood beside the sleeping elf girl's bed. The charcoal-burning fireplace made the whole room unbearably hot, but it was still not enough to make him show even the slightest discomfort.

A few minutes later, a slight knock on the door broke the silence; with a clear expression on the young knight's face, he sighed softly and got up and walked away.

Pushing open the door, An Sen, who was alone, appeared as scheduled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was obviously abnormal.

Seeing his appearance, Louis frowned slightly and couldn't help but whisper:

"problem occurs?"

"No, I just met an... old friend."

Reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, An Sen said in a hoarse voice: "We chatted very late, and it was already early morning when I remembered going to bed, and when I remembered it, I promised to help you, so I stayed up all night. "

"Flay... I don't have to worry about things on my side." The young knight said softly:

"It's really not possible, it's not possible to do it another day."

"No, as soon as possible."

Anson shook his head, glanced quickly at the elf **** the bed, and then met the young knight's gaze: "I did this not only because of your request, don't forget, she also saved most of the benefactors of Beluga Harbor. ."

Louis hesitated for a moment, and finally silently let the door open.

As soon as he walked into the room, Anson felt a rushing heat wave, and the small room was turned into a hot steamer. He had just stayed there for a long time, and he felt that his body had begun to become wet; and Louis Bernard was even more As if it had been washed with water, her bright blond hair was completely drooping and lacklustre.

But the elf girl lying on the bed did not respond, not to mention sweat, the tight and delicate skin seemed to be frozen; except for the breath of life that she could still feel, it was almost the same as a corpse.

"Since returning to Yangfan City, she has always maintained her current state, and there is no sign of awakening at all."

The young knight carefully closed the door and said softly, "I thought it was just the Shadow Demon that caused her too much trauma and would take some time to recover, but the situation seems to be much more serious than that."

"Your judgment is correct."

An Sen sighed: "She didn't become what she is now because of the Shadow Demon's attack, but the erosion of the laws of the natural world."

"...Natural laws?"

Louis frowned slightly.

"She...or 'us' the conjurers, is a spellcaster that can distort the laws of nature and reality." Anson hesitated, but chose to explain to the young knight:

"I know that in the eyes of the gifted, the caster is probably the villain who has mastered the power of evil, but to a certain extent... we are actually the same, the caster did not master a certain power, but chose a certain evolutionary direction. ."

"It's like a talent who has the ability given by the power of blood, which can actually be regarded as a part of the body; for spellcasters...especially spellcasters who have reached the level of blasphemous mage, those 'magic', using them actually and turning Eyeballs, raising arms makes no difference."

He originally wanted to say "we are actually the same", but considering the two timelines and the level of acceptance of the other party, he finally chose a more "gentle" statement.

"It turned out to be like this..."

Louie said dumbly, although Anson tried to be as euphemistic as possible, it still gave him a huge shock; he was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to suddenly realize something, and said a little eagerly and excitedly:

"According to what you said, talent and spellcasters are like... the front and back of a coin?! There seems to be a difference, but it's actually just a different form of power?!"

"Yeah, it's not that same!"

Realizing that he had said too much, Anson waved his hand to interrupt, and changed the subject bluntly: "Let's talk about Freya's situation!"

"Uh, okay."

Although aware of the abnormality in Anson's words, the young knight still chose to accept: "You just said that Freya was affected by the laws of nature..."

"Her power comes from conjuration, and this power is part of her body; in other words, conjurers need to rely on twisting the laws around them to survive in the environment of natural laws, otherwise they are completely unable to adapt because she Its very existence is a violation of the laws of nature."

"So if her strength weakens, she can't compete with the laws of nature around her, and the distorted laws of nature will immediately try to correct them; the reaction to Freya shows that the laws she possesses have been destroyed."

Louis muttered to himself, he pondered for a few seconds, and then looked at Anson with a questioning expression: "Can I understand that if the laws she has can be reshaped or restored, Freya can recover from a coma. Are you awake?"

Anson was stunned.

He looked at the young knight in front of him, was silent for half a minute, and then said tentatively, "I'm sorry, are you asking me just now, or are you sure, just asking for my approval?"

"Me? Of course I'm asking you." Louis frowned slightly, puzzled:

"I'm not a spellcaster, you are - my father never told me about the old gods, and Freya kept her mouth shut. I didn't know until now that there are so many similarities between talents and spellcasters. place!"

Listening to the other party's words, Anson suddenly froze.

Maybe it's because the other party is an honest person, so he subconsciously ignores that the other party is actually quite smart in addition to being simple, and he is not someone who can be easily fooled...

"So that's really the case?" The young knight who noticed Anson's expression was stunned, and immediately asked:

"Just reshape or restore her laws?"

"…Yes, and no."

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Anson calmly explained: "It is impossible to repair the broken law, because that is the basis of her existence, and further to say that the Freya Moses Field in front of you is just a shell, The realm of law that contains her consciousness is the real body; and the realm of a conjurer cannot be easily stepped on or even influenced by outsiders, and the consequences are no better than being destroyed by natural laws."

"That…"

"However, she is an Isher elf!" Before Louis could finish speaking, Anson directly stole:

"Different from ordinary conjurers, Ysiel is actually not that similar to us in terms of strength; if you want to make an analogy, she is actually more of a gifted person."

"...talented?"

Louie's expression was stunned, and he was about to be dizzy by Anson.

"Yes, that gives us some room to maneuver."

Anson nodded slightly: "Let me explain it as simply as possible - we need to awaken Freya's consciousness in some way, so as to actively repair its own laws and wake up from a deep sleep."

Listening to the explanation of his best friend, the young knight nodded slightly, and then raised his head:

"How to do?"

"We have to enter the consciousness of Freya Moses Field, find the sleeping 'she', and repair the wounded law." Anson explained:

"But it's just one of the methods, and the risk is not small; especially for you, you are a gifted person, and you have no experience in combating the domain or magical reactions, and you are easily attacked..."

"Needless to say."

The young knight raised his right hand and lightly interrupted Anson's words: "I accept."

"But I haven't said another way yet..."

"You don't need another method, this one is fine." Louis shook his head:

"Let me ask another way. This method is the least risky to Freya, and the cost is the lowest. At most, I may be eroded by magical reactions and die, or die in other forms, right?"

"...you can understand that."

"That's it." Louis said softly, his eyes shining brightly: "There's no better way than this... It's my responsibility to save Freya, trouble you have already made me uneasy, not to mention sacrifice more people."

Anson stared at the other's cheek and fell silent again.

"I see. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" He pursed his lips and nodded: "When will we start."

"However suitable, then now - I'm ready." The young knight raised his chest slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little:

"Finally, I would like to thank you for your help. I will never forget this kindness."

There was a sense of relief and generosity in his words that had prepared for the worst, making Anson, who was already in a bad mood, even heavier.

"No, no, no... If you really want to thank me, I'm not the only one you need to thank." An Sen forced a dry smile, looking at the closed door:

"Everyone, you can come in."

The voice fell, and in the slightly surprised eyes of Louis, the door that was locked from the inside suddenly opened automatically.

Talia Rune in a long purple dress appeared outside the door, bowed elegantly to the two in the room, and by the way revealed William Gottfried, who was hiding behind him and staring at two reluctant dark circles Germany.

Chapter end