I Will Be The Crowned King

"...The first time I went to Beigang was in the summer of the seventy-fifth year of the saint's calendar; to be honest, this city, which entrusted all the Clovis people's fantasies about the sea, left me, who was only six years old at the time. Not exactly a good impression.

She is like a lively and chaotic market, a canvas covered with countless colors and paints, a theater full of laughter and grief at the same time, a miniature, full of representation, reality and magic... World .

It must be admitted that as a child born in the inner city of Clovis, I do have a bit of 'towner' pride; although Northport is a prosperous and very welcoming place; the hospitable landlord and his equally hospitable family In general, I'm probably just a nasty, repulsive 'bear boy from the capital'.

The purpose of our family coming here that year was to see off Uncle Joseph.

Unlike me, who was indifferent, Uncle Joseph was a person who was very friendly to everyone, always full of passion in his veins; it was because of him that he sold his small business that my parents finally paid for my tuition fees.

So I was very confused at the time - I liked Uncle Joseph very much, but if he didn't sell his business and gave up the decision to venture to the New World, our family's financial strength would definitely not be able to study St. John's Church College. .

But on the last night of seeing off, Uncle Joseph still took me to visit the pier in North Harbor.

It was a picture I will never forget for the rest of my life.

The sky was very dark, and the sky and the endless sea merged in the darkness; standing in front of the pier was like standing on the border of the world, and an invisible panic surrounded me.

Tremblingly, I asked Uncle Joseph, what is opposite the sea~www.wuxiaspot.com~Welfare] Follow the public .. No. [Book Friends Base Camp], read books every day and draw cash/point coins!

He told me expectantly that across the sea...is the new world.

There are large tracts of wilderness, countless mineral deposits, various ethnic groups, and various beliefs; there was an adventurer's paradise, a paradise full of opportunities and challenges...

We spent a whole night walking by the sea, and nearly missed Uncle Joseph's flight.

Before getting on the boat, he still held me and pointed to the sea behind him: look over there, my little Fabian, one day I will drive my own boat to pick you up, and then our whole family can go to the New World Have a great time!

We stayed with him until he got on the boat, standing on the pier and watching the figure who kept waving at us disappear on the horizon.

That was the last time I saw my uncle Joseph.

In the following two or three years, I successfully studied at St. John's Church College. During this period, I wrote countless letters to Uncle Joseph, who went to the New World. Some of them were caught by my mother, and some of them were sent out smoothly.

But the end result is the same, no news.

When I joined the Guards many years later, I accidentally found such a file, which recorded all the people who went to the New World for the past 60 years due to bankruptcy, unemployment, deportation, exile, business, escape from prison... .

Twenty-five percent of them died or disappeared in the first two to three years due to various accidents, including but not limited to murder, severe cold, plague, traffic accidents, disappearances, skirmishes, and 35 to 4 percent The Fifteenth Society was mired in starvation, extreme poverty and malnutrition, barely holding on for ten to twenty years.

The remaining thirty-five percent of the population established new communities and some basic order in the local colony.

As for how many of them were able to improve their lives, or even achieve their own success... I didn't dare to look any further, because my sanity told me it was a very small number.

So to this day, I still firmly believe that Uncle Joseph must have been very successful in the New World, with his own estate, estate, and merchant ship, and many children and grandchildren; unlike his less successful nephew, who lived alone in a small bachelor apartment. Celebrating the new year of the centenary of the saint's calendar.

There was a very heated meeting at the Guards headquarters tonight, and the bosses seemed to be planning something; but that didn't matter to me, I just wanted to get a senior in the Guards so that I could stay in Clovis City.

I heard that a new colleague named David is coming tomorrow, a young and promising guy; I hope I won't be involved in some of my boss's 'plans' by him, I hope..."

Closing the diary gently, Fabian, who was wearing only a shirt, left the desk and looked out the window with some nostalgic eyes.

Even though it was already late November, the blue dome was still so clear that the gloom of the coming winter could not be seen at all, and the golden sun hung high above it, making everything look so dazzling.

This is North Port, the largest port in Clovis and the second city in the country after the Royal Capital.

Back in time a month ago, while celebrating the beginning of "new life" on the steam train "Arctic Storm", the storm division, who was drunk, got a piece of good news from a "former deputy commander". bad news.

The good news is that the organization is in place. The Storm Division was officially incorporated into the standing army by the Wang Family Army, and it retains all the existing establishments, and even has its own station.

The bad news is that they are based in Beluga Harbour, a colony in the New World.

After completely recovering from the drunken state, and repeatedly confirming the information to the embarrassed "Master Storm Division Master", all the officers and soldiers of the Storm Division set off a small-scale "mutiny" on the train that night.

Colony...just kidding, what's the difference between that and exile? !

As a conscripted corps, they fought **** battles in Eagle Point City, fought in the East and West in the vast land, and fought to the death in Iser... The reason is that they can take a system to the rear to eat and wait to die, not to suffer in the cold and snowy colonies.

What's more, when the deputy commander personally promised that they would be able to get the system in order to arrive at the Royal Court of Iser before the main force of the southern legion returned to aid, the deputy commander personally promised them that they would be able to get the system. Security Army.

Now that the king is gone, it is replaced by Beluga Port, which is a bit too... In other words, what the **** is Beluga Port? !

The huge gap, especially the fact that the station is far away from Clovis City, and is not even a colony in the Old World, has caused unprecedented panic among the Storm Division, and the current result is completely unacceptable.

Under the unanimous recommendation of all the soldiers, the commanders of the five infantry regiments, together with the artillery company and the commander of the cavalry battalion collectively announced an emergency military meeting, demanding that the division commander must give an explanation immediately.

Looking at these unlucky **** who were forced out, Anson, who also collapsed, could only act as a read-back machine according to Talia's prompt the night before.

First of all, Beluga Port is not a "ghost place". She is the most important colony of the Clovis Kingdom in the New World. The core area of ​​Ice Dragon Fjord is a large-scale shipping center and trade center.

Although it has been less than fifty years since its birth, the entire city has begun to take shape, with a permanent population of almost 50,000.

In the New World, this is already one of the best "big cities".

Secondly, they were not dispatched casually this time, but set off with the Royal Fleet, and did not have to worry about any safety issues at all; there were gunboats and cruisers, and no pirate who could not open their eyes dared to attack them.

As for exile, there is no such thing as exile, but the establishment of the Storm Division is confirmed, and it will be the garrison of Beluga Harbor in the future; officers and soldiers should be promoted, and those who should be discharged will be treated and paid. It is the specification of the garrison, and there is no problem of "waiting until death".

The last question is also the most concerned about the storm division - the new continent is very safe, and the combat effectiveness of the local indigenous people is very low, which is more in line with the definition of the word "stinky fish and rotten shrimp" than the Hantu army.

All in all, don’t believe rumors, don’t spread rumors, let alone speculate on the tasks sent by your boss; being able to have the opportunity to fight for the kingdom and the royal family of Osteria is a blessing for all the officers and soldiers of the Storm Division...

Under the comfort of Anson's "self-hypnosis" style, or under the coercion of Lisa's gun, the discerning representatives quickly understood the situation, and took the little secretary to spend a whole day writing it. , and started a car-by-car propaganda to explain the truth to the soldiers.

So this "mutiny" that lasted for a whole day was quelled in less than three hours.

The reason is also very simple, no one wants to rebel.

The Storm Division, who had just finished the Hantu War, went up to An Sen, the division commander, down to the lowest level of soldiers. Everyone made a lot of money, and their pockets were not enough. There were still more than 100,000 "public funds" in the church's bank. ”; Unless forced to do nothing, who is willing to work hard at such a time?

After getting the exact guarantee, they decisively accepted the result of the huge gap just like Anson before it.

Accompanied by the whistle of the steam train and the sigh of resignation, the storm division aboard the "Arctic Storm" arrived at the North Port.

From this port, they will take the battleships of the Royal Fleet and cross the turbulent sea, which is said to be full of reefs and storms, to the Ice Dragon Fjord.

Looking at the city in front of him that carried too many memories of his childhood, the former guards officer couldn't help sighing, staring at the horizon in the distance.

Just as he was about to go out before leaving, there was a knock on the door behind him.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and a small secretary with a black leather bag appeared in front of him.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency Fabien." Although the two were already familiar with each other, the little secretary gave him a salute:

"I shouldn't have disturbed your rest, right?"

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency Ellen Dawn." Glancing at the scenery outside the window, Fabien said casually:

"No, I just... Forget it, what's the matter?"

"Yes, I need your help." The little secretary nodded solemnly:

"Have you been to Beigang before?"

"...I came here once, but that was a long time ago." Fabian frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"I was purchasing military supplies before departure... You know, we only brought a very small amount of necessities with us when we left, and basically they were all used up on the road." The little secretary said sternly:

"Originally, I planned to buy it directly from the market, but the price of Beigang is too expensive. The price of bread is 30% higher than that of Clovis City, and dairy products and meat products are two of the most expensive in Clovis City. times!"

Of course, Beigang is a port city, and there are not many farmlands and manors... Fabian nodded slightly: "Then what?"

"So I went directly to the city hall, walked into the hall, and told the clerk in charge of receiving me that I was the secretary of the storm division commander Anson Bach, and I needed to transfer some of the city's military supplies." The little secretary recalled:

"Then...they laughed."

"Laughing loudly."

I think it's the same... Looking at Alan Dawn, who is still less than the height of a table, Fabian's expression became serious:

"It's just so confusing."

"Yes, I think so too, I really don't understand why they are laughing." The little secretary agreed:

"A young female waiter in particular - or rather, a lady of high standing - seemed very eager to know the names of my father and mother, and at the same time entertained me very much at her house. "

"Then have you gone?" Fabian suddenly became curious.

"Of course not, I have a heavy responsibility on my shoulders!" The little secretary said sternly:

"I pointed out to them that their actions seriously violated the standards of hospitality for military administrators stipulated in Regulation No. 5, No. 3 of the Regulations on the Powers and Responsibilities of Administrative Units and Clerks of the 62nd Year of the Saint Calendar, as well as the Sixty-five years ago, Regulation No. 6 was reaffirmed again, and all the rights granted to me by Article 3 of Regulation No. 2!"

"She seemed to realize her mistake at once, but was quick to point out the No. 2 No. 7 Regulations on the Norms of Parliaments at All Levels, published in the 80th year of the A.E. , the Beigang City Council and the government and the church and the court should now have the right to refuse me to act any legal or illegal rights that belong to me!"

"It's a pity that she seems to be right." The little secretary sighed.

"Did she really say that?"

Fabian blinked.

"No." The little secretary shook his head: "She said that the mayor of Beigang left work early today to celebrate her daughter's birthday, and asked me to come tomorrow—by the way, she is the daughter of the mayor of Beigang."

"I think so too." Fabian nodded:

"Then what do you need me to do?"

"She gave me the address of her home, and I think I can try harder tonight." The little clerk handed him a note: "I think if I can clarify the "Regulations on the Powers and Responsibilities of Administrative Units and Clerks" to her father in person , Lord Mayor of Beigang will definitely not refuse."

"I said, I only came here once when I was very young." Fabian shook his head: "You can go by yourself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There may be a ceremonial reception during the period, I am still underage and can't drink ."

"They can see that they won't force you to drink."

"The banquet is at night, I'm afraid of the dark."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Satisfied, Fabian accepted the "invitation" of the little secretary. Just as the two were about to go out, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way...why did you come to me?"

"Because Lord Anson Bach and Chief of Staff Karl are out."

"Everyone went out?"

"Yes, let's discuss the ship with the Royal Fleet."

Fabian was stunned:

"Take the initiative to run to the boat... When did our teacher become so brave?"