I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 73

"It's terrifying!"

In the pink girl's bedroom, the hysterical little maid used the most high-pitched aria to express her current mood to her master:

"My lady, it's fortunate that you were not there at the time, otherwise Angelica would not have been able to imagine that you would... The meaning is that at first Angelica thought you had some misunderstanding about Mr. Anson Bach, or just Tried to trouble him... but terribly wrong!"

"He's just like you said—no, he's even worse than you said, a complete asshole, a liar, a shameless person, and this kind of person must be a complete old god!"

"Angelica..."

Sophia looked at her little maid with a hint of confusion in her sleepy eyes: "What happened?"

"It does not matter!"

Angelica suddenly rushed up, knelt on the edge of the bed, grabbed Sophia's hands, and looked at her with unwavering eyes: "The important thing is that Angelica has completely understood, Miss Sophia, you are right. of."

"From now on, your maid will stand firmly on your side, fight side by side with you, and uncover Mr. Anson Bach's ugly face - well, and his evidence of being an old god! "

The little maid pursed her lips tightly, her determined eyes showing her determination.

Sophia, who had not woken up, was silent for a while, and a sneer suddenly appeared on her drowsy cheeks:

"...So, dear Angelica, you were not on my side before?"

"Uh..." An embarrassed expression flashed across the little maid's face, and then a bright smile appeared:

"Angelica means, this time especially on your side."

"Humph."

Sophia snorted slightly, expressing her dissatisfaction slightly, but she was thinking of another thing in her mind.

As if yesterday's Old Wall Street incident, it has been more than ten days.

Even if Sophia thought about such a big thing, she couldn't hide it from her father's eyes, but it was not the point.

That night, the father and daughter had a very long conversation.

Luther Franz's words were very gentle, not because his lovely daughter did not go to the salon without telling him, but ran to the newspaper building on Old Wall Street, participated in the shooting battle between the guards and the gang, and the actions of the court. There was even a hint of anger.

Just as he has always indulged Sofia and Draco Wilts in contact, "representing" the Franz family and negotiating and cooperating with the family, and even going to the Black Mage's old **** party to "investigate clues".

He even, in his own name, "requested" the Inquisition not to enforce Ansen Bach's imprisonment unless there was clear evidence;

But Sophia knew that her father was really angry when she saw her father holding up the coffee cup and comforting her earnestly.

Many years ago, when Ludwig Franz made up his mind to join the military, his father also "reassured" his brother in this way.

This made Sophia finally feel a sense of crisis - Ludwig was her father's only eldest son, and no matter how much she annoyed her father, he still had the right to inherit the family's legacy and business... but he was different.

She can fully imagine what would happen to her if nothing changed in this situation: a lavish reception, a "coincidence" encounter, a young and promising aristocrat, an enviable marriage, A very generous dowry...

Then, say goodbye to the Franz family business forever.

As Ludwig's "substitute", she even knows better than many church deacons, what terrifying wealth the Clovis Cathedral holds, and the extent to which the Franz family, who has been in charge of the church for many years, has expanded.

Take a small sum of money and marry a family that will bring benefits to Ludwig's future...not the future Sophia Franz planned for her!

She longed for adventure, longing not to just discuss with boring people in the salon, but to really get in touch with the hidden truth, magic, heresy beliefs, the moment that decided the fate of the world.

But she knows better what will be waiting for her once she loses the protection of her family and her father.

In the kingdom of Clovis, which prides itself on being fair and open, smoking rooms and the Privy Council are still dominated by men; women who want a serious job can't lose their jobs because of their gender unless they apply for jobs in housekeeping companies and spinning mills—for years Helping her father to meet those union leaders, she knew all about the factory owner.

"...So, my lady, what are you going to do next?"

Angelica's timid words made her withdraw her thoughts, and with a slight frown, she subconsciously put her right index finger under her lips.

How to do?

The investigation against the Black Mage has been completely handed over to the Truth Seeking Order by his father, and Anson Bach is also under their supervision, and there is no room for him to intervene.

Even if he can find any clues, discover the whereabouts of Draco Wilters, and find evidence that Anson Bach is the old gods, it will only make his father more determined to marry him.

"You just said...he appointed a large group of his own cronies?"

The little maid immediately nodded vigorously:

"The artillery company commander who doesn't understand mathematics, the skirmisher company commander who doesn't know the way, as for the Miss Internal Affairs Adjutant... Oh, Angelica doesn't know how to describe it, maybe the mental hospital is where she should stay."

"By the way, he also made his sister the captain of his guard—that poor little girl, she's not as tall as the rifle she's carrying!"

The little maid was full of resentment from her expression to her tone of voice: "In this way, the villain who has placed his cronies in such a grand manner, and who is unwilling to let his sister go in order to embezzle the army's pay, will definitely turn the security army into his cash withdrawal machine!"

"Really, but Ludwig said he took Thundercastle in nineteen days."

"Shady, there must be a shady!" The little maid said through gritted teeth:

"Maybe this is a scene directed and acted by the Old God School, so that he can break into the interior of the Church of Order; or there is something unknown, such as Fort Thunder is actually an empty city or something!"

Looking at the little maid who was even more excited than she was at the beginning, Sophia sighed first, then the corners of her mouth began to rise involuntarily, and a crescent moon appeared on her beautiful face:

"Hehehe... wouldn't that be great?"

Ugh?

Seeing the sudden change in the girl's expression, the little maid was startled, lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, and cautiously leaned up: "Suo, Miss Sophia, you..."

"I figured it out." Sophia with a playful expression suddenly said:

"Dear Angelica, I finally figured it out."

"You... figured out... what...?"

The little maid, frightened by her, stammered.

"The shady—the one you just reminded me of."

The girl who was lying on the bed suddenly let her long hair loose, her palms crossed to support her chin, and she looked at the little maid with scorching eyes:

"Anson Bach, Draco Wilters... Each of them is good at deceitful tricks. Lying is as natural to them as breathing. It is not easy to catch their clues or clues."

"Not to mention, these 'men' have advantages that I don't have; so if I'm going to beat them, I can't do it their way."

"I... Sophia Franz... will capture them in my own way!"

"Your own way?"

The little maid looked at Sophia cautiously.

"boom!"

A gold coin engraved with the Ring of Order bounced into the air, and after a few laps in the air, it landed firmly in Sophia's palm.

After enjoying a dinner of garlic sausage, potato and beef stew, and chilled Tirpitz rum, Anson finally recovered much from his breakfast nightmare.

To be honest, the standard meal of the Clovis Kingdom Army is not delicious, and it is even more different from the "home delicious" made by Mrs. Bogner; but as long as Lisa can stop cooking, he really is not at all. Mind eating these every day.

After dinner, Anson pushed the dishes to the foot of the table, took the officers' resumes and rosters from the map table, and flipped through them while drinking rum.

The entire interview process was successful, even very successful; of the sixty-four officers, three-quarters were fresh graduates, and the remaining quarter were veterans who had served for many years and were stuck without a title of nobility and could not be promoted.

According to the laws of the Clovis Kingdom, soldiers without noble blood can generally only go to lieutenants, and captains are the limit; just like a certain Carl Bain adjutant who has been a company commander for many years and has always been the culprit and the culprit.

As for Anson, a "professional officer" from a small noble and a military academy, the lieutenant colonel is basically his "peak of life" - this is also the reason why Ludwig directly bid for this military rank when he made a deal with him.

It sounds cruel, but in fact, the military system of the Kingdom of Clovis has been called "fair" in the entire world of order. In the empire, civilians without knight titles will never want to command a company; Isser in the east The Kingdom of Er is even more terrifying. With less than a quarter of the elf blood, you can only be a leader for a lifetime.

Experienced veterans can serve as company commanders, and young people, except for the "connected households" arranged by Instructor Erich, can be assigned to the most basic positions such as corps commander, platoon commander, adjutant, and chief of the interior, responsible for recruits. training and daily work.

The fastest one and a half months, the slowest three months, the officers who have passed the run-in period, and the "hobo recruits" who gradually recover their physical fitness from training and diet, can make the storm regiment form the most basic combat effectiveness and achieve order perfectly The intended goals of the church (Party A).

Of course, the premise is that a certain girl will never make trouble for herself.

Anson sighed - every time at this time, he wondered why he didn't act ruthlessly on the Steel Sky, and let that talker be shot to death by the guards?

"Dong Dong Dong!"

There was a crisp knock on the door, and the little secretary respectfully walked into the command room, and placed the document in his arms on the table where An Sen could reach it with his hand.

"This is the last document that needs your review today, Lord Anson Bach." Alan Dawn said solemnly:

"The above is also attached to your itinerary for tomorrow - the truth-seeking club you asked for during the day, the military meeting of the Storm Corps in the afternoon, and if you have time in the evening, please go to Clovis Cathedral. The archbishop hopes to see you soon."

"Okay, I see." Anson chuckled:

"You've worked hard Alan, you can go home."

"All this is what I should do." The little secretary nodded and left with a smile.

Just as he was about to approach the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around:

"Lord Anson Bach."

"Well, is there anything else?"

"That's not true." The little secretary shook his head:

"Just a little curious, why are you deliberately angering Miss Sophia's maid today?"

"Of course, I am very aware of your needs for arranging some of your own people in the storm group - including dear Miss Lisa, but as long as this kind of thing is handed over to me, it can be handled without leaving any traces, there is no need to let her found out, didn't you?"

Ellen Dawn's expression was very confused: "I'm not against you doing this, but taking the initiative to anger Miss Sophia who controls the budget of the Storm Mission is not a very wise choice, isn't it?"

Anson smiled: "You want to know?"

"No, I'm just curious." The little secretary nodded respectfully: "If you don't want to, I can immediately forget about this topic."

"It's okay, I can tell you." Anson shrugged casually:

"Because they're all members of the Inquisition."

"Ah?!" Allen's eyes widened:

"You, you mean..."

"Yes, they are all sent to monitor me to make sure I'm not really an old god." Anson nodded.

"Well, so, even Miss Liza..."

"No, she's not; I just want to take her with me; after all, I'll be under the watch of the trial all the time, and it's inconvenient for her to be at home alone."

Well, that's it, absolutely nothing to do with the "delicious breakfast" made by cute little Lisa.

"Then, then you deliberately embarrassed them in front of Angelica because..."

"It's nothing, I just want to confirm whether the Church of Order knows about this matter; oh, the other thing is to let them understand that their own job is to monitor me, and don't meddle in the storm group."

"So it is, so it is..."

The shocked young secretary looked suddenly enlightened, and then said angrily:

"Excessive, this is simply too much! You are obviously just an ordinary person involved in an accident, yet you have to pay such a huge price for something you have never done!"

"As your loyal clerk, I... Alan Dawn must not just watch them do something wrong, and will definitely get this justice back for you - tell me, Lord Anson Bach, what do you want me to do? ?!"

"Let's be fair~ www.mtlnovel.com~ Looking up at the secretary who was eager to show his loyalty, An Sen waved his hand and said, "Just answer me a question. "

"Speaking!"

Excited, Alan stepped forward, completely preparing to sacrifice himself.

"If, I mean if..." An Sen said quietly:

"If there is a day when the interests of the Church of Order and the Franz family diverge, as a former priest and my clerk, which side will you stand on?"

The excited Allen was startled.

After a long, long time, the little secretary who seemed to have passed the battle between heaven and man raised his head and looked at An Sen with very sincere eyes:

"Dear Sir Anson Bach, as your loyal secretary..."

"The purpose of my existence is to avoid that day."

Chapter end

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