I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 58

In the master bedroom of Thundercastle, Ludwig, sitting alone in front of his desk, lit a kerosene lamp, turned off all his work, and placed a letter in front of him with a solemn expression.

This is a letter that needs to be taken seriously by him, without the slightest mistake.

The right hand that held the pen gently fell down, and the dark handwriting like a knife and axe appeared:

"His Excellency Luther Franz, from my esteemed father:

I'm very sorry, but I didn't remember to send you a letter until I received your letter; the military operation of the siege of the Thunder Fortress kept me busy all the time, and the things I had to deal with every day were far beyond my imagination! "

"There have been many twists and turns during this period, but after a tragic siege like a gamble, I have captured Thunder Fort in the early morning of January 1, the 100th year of the saint's calendar. On the land of the Kingdom of Wei."

"Please forgive your son for making rash and bold decisions against your will - but as you taught me, war is a science; Assumptions, science that requires great courage at critical moments."

"Because of this, although I have always believed in your intuition, but this time, as a frontline commander, I have made my own judgment."

"It turns out that this judgment may not be completely correct, but it is not too wrong."

Ludwig, who wrote this, couldn't help but stop writing. After desperately resisting the urge to delete this passage, he continued to write:

"I still remember what you warned me before I left: this is a turbulent era, an era of seeking changes and breakthroughs; since the second order of the saints in the forty-seventh year of the calendar, the technology of the steam engine will be developed. With the canonization of Isaac Rand, the balance that the Church of Order is striving to maintain has reached a climax."

"The reckless expansion of new powers, old powers trying to recapture their former glory; as the distant distances between kingdoms, lands, and races of the past are broken, turmoil and conflict have come to an inevitable juncture."

"Yes, I have understood - this war between the Empire and the Kingdom of Clovis will never simply end in a few months or even a year as many people expect."

"On the contrary, it is just a signal, a sign and the beginning, the beginning of a larger, more tragic and longer war!"

"Maintaining the knighthood and feudal system, the backward and decaying empire has a vast territory and thousands of knights; and we, the Clovis people, who have not even been born for hundreds of years, rely on the first railway network in the entire world of order. Although the territory is small and the population is sparse, it can easily assemble an army far exceeding the size of the empire."

"Under such preconditions, the failure of any party will no longer be just its own failure; it will be the failure of a force, a system, and a system!"

"The empire must try its best to maintain its hegemony, and the emerging Clovis Kingdom wants to compete for living space, for more living resources, and for trade shares; for the resources of the sea and land, it must break this hegemony."

"Neither side will choose a decent end after one or two battles with heavy casualties, as each other imagines; they will go to war to the end before paying a heavy enough price."

"Like the Battle of Thunder Fort this time: the imperial defenders with depleted reserves and me, who were cut off from supply lines, both pin their hopes on the final victory."

"This hasty and short-lived battle with many doubts may be the epitome of the entire war."

"In such a war that is destined to involve all forces, it would be very unwise for the Church of Order to still try to maintain the balance of power, or to abide by the rigid principles of the past."

"For the benefit of the Franz family, we must not stand by, let alone be passively involved in it and become the victim of other forces' disputes!"

"Based on this, your son urges you to refuse your request to order me to return to the capital. After the siege is over, I will go south to join the army in the southern fortress and continue to observe the future direction of this war."

"For this reason, allow me to recommend a lieutenant colonel named Anson Bach to you."

"He is a graduate of the Royal Military Academy, and the entire plan for the siege of Thunder Fort was written by him - even though he is young, his inner meticulousness and judgment of the situation of the battle are definitely far beyond those of those wine bags and rice bags, relying on the title of aristocrat to rise to the top. Army Staff."

"Under my operation, he has been promoted from an ordinary army captain to a lieutenant colonel to become a member of the Franz family camp. I have attached the specific background and resume to the letter."

"In addition, although there is no direct evidence, this person should be implicated in an old **** organization; if you think that Ansen Bach can be used for you, you may try to start from this aspect, and there may be some unexpected gains."

"Of course, this is just a small suggestion, whether to adopt it is up to you to consider.

Your humble son, Ludwig Franz. "

After writing the last stroke, Ludwig, who was relieved, wrapped the letter of credit, carefully sealed it with ink pad, and handed it to Lieutenant Colonel Roman, who had been waiting by the side for a long time:

"I'll leave it to you, the sooner the better."

"Yes!"

The cold-faced Roman said calmly, he took the letter, turned around and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to reach the door, he suddenly stopped.

"Is something wrong?"

Looking at the back of his close friend, Ludwig, who has been with him for many years, noticed a strangeness.

"No, it's just some trivial curiosity."

"Curiosity... In this world, it's too rare for Roman Wharton to be curious!"

Ludwig was stunned for a moment, then chuckled lightly: "Tell me, what's the matter with UU reading www.uukanshu.com?"

Roman, who frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Ludwig:

"Sir General, you are the son of Luther Franz, and you have lived in the Church of Order since you were a child. You should have seen many cases of spellcasters from the Old God School, right?

"Well, you can say that."

"So in your impression, is there any case of a spellcaster from the Old God School who is also a genius of bloodline power?"

"How is this possible?!"

Ludwig laughed dumbly: "Following the old gods and their evil power itself means abandoning oneself and betrayal of faith, and forever losing the qualification to become a gifted person!"

"Not to mention, whoever has the power of the bloodline and inherits the legacy of the seven great knights, who would abandon the power he has acquired and follow the so-called 'old gods' who are spurned by the world?"

Roman nodded slightly and continued to ask:

"Then, have you ever heard of the power of blood that can bring people back from the dead?"

"Resurrection from the dead?"

Ludwig frowned slightly, and then hesitantly said, "The seven bloodlines of the knights are the origin of all bloodline powers—although the church has debates on the origin of bloodline powers, there should be no objection to this."

"And even the 'Holy Grail Knight' Loren, who is the closest to 'resurrection' among the seven knights, is only more tenacious than ordinary people, and it is far from the level of resurrection."

"Shouldn't you, as a 'Wild Hunter' talent, know more about this kind of thing than me?"

"That's right." The calm-faced Roman said solemnly, his calm voice trembled with imperceptible trembling:

"It's just... a curiosity that's not worth mentioning!"

Chapter end

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