I Will Be The Crowned King

One o'clock in the morning, North Plaza.

This was originally an open space north of the city of Beluga Port, where timber and coal merchants stacked their goods and held gatherings; as the number of immigrants increased, it gradually developed into a "vibrant" community. Next to the poorest Teapot Street and the White Dove Market full of hawkers.

This is also the largest community in the entire Beluga Harbor, no one; chaotic and disorderly houses, the smell of rotting and even snow can't cover, basically equal to no infrastructure, dark streets... and Clovis City The outer city is no different.

The silver moon sloping west reflected the alley, and a long shadow was drawn behind the carriage that slowly entered.

With the sound of the door shaft turning, a petite figure fell out of the dark carriage; "Pop!" The snow fell into the ground, and his face fell to the ground first.

Ten minutes later, the girl buried in the snowdrift finally "struggled" and stretched her legs, like a mammal who had just walked from the ocean to land - she turned over.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Stretching a long lazy waist, she yawned weakly like a girl who had just woken up. She tried her best to open her eyes full of "I still want to sleep". go.

All credit to someone's anonymous letter:

[To the lofty Faithful Alliance and the esteemed garrison:

In this dark and windy night, Beluga Port needs your extraordinary courage and superhuman wisdom more than ever to solve the problems she is facing.

In the North Square, we found a group of cultists who were suspected to be the Unbelievable Knights. Some creepy rumors are spreading in this community. They have quietly started to act in the dark, doing some unimaginable things. and spreading fearful and evil beliefs among newcomers.

We tried to stop it, but the weak forces couldn't even get close to their gathering place; this group of wicked pagans seemed to be performing some kind of sacrificial ritual, calling on the false gods they believed in.

Even more than that... According to rumors, they even mastered some unknown secrets, about a treasure in the world of the old gods, and also a treasure that preserves evil knowledge.

Beluga Port is in danger, she needs a hero who can really save her and act immediately, and she can't bear the heavy price. It is best to quietly nip the crisis in the bud.

We have left this letter outside the door of the Council Church and pray that you will find it soon - until then, we will do everything in our power to stop this.

The detailed address is on the back of the letter, hoping to provide a little help to the warriors who come.

May the Ring of Order bless this land.

An ordinary Beluga Porter who just passed by the Parliament Church.

yours truly. 】

The style of the letterhead is very ordinary, the handwriting is very scribbled, and the content is very convoluted, but in the eyes of a girl, it can basically be classified and summarized into one sentence - if she knows what "classified summary" means:

"Moby-Dick is about to end, and only the awesome Sheriff Lisa Bach can save her!"

For this reason, the girl was so drowsy that she almost shot the soldiers who came to deliver the letter with a shotgun, and came to the gathering place mentioned on the letterhead alone, a large abandoned warehouse.

It's a little bit wrong to say that it is abandoned. The residents living in the vicinity are obviously good "waste recycling" - the entire warehouse is divided into countless compartments, there are houses, taverns, casinos, shops, workshops... …

The entire warehouse is a highly dense, almost self-sufficient small community - the entire warehouse is divided and controlled by several mercenary groups, traders, indigenous and immigrant gangs spontaneously formed, more similar to a mini kingdom.

Some time ago, the assassination incident at the Redbeard Tavern in the port area made the Storm Division almost slaughter all the mercenary groups entrenched in Beluga Harbor; the big warehouse has also become the only "community" in the entire city where riots occurred.

But now it seems that peace has been restored, and the surrounding community has no longer heard screams here, or the sound of dozens of people fighting in the warehouse.

Don’t talk about the Faithful Alliance in this broken place, and even the storm divisions generally don’t approach – Fabian said, unless you plan to blow it up to the sky, don’t expect a dozen soldiers to go in for patrols in the morning, and there will be a complete one in the afternoon. out.

According to the hint on the letterhead, the girl found a tunnel entrance in the wall of another house next to the warehouse; there are said to be no less than a dozen similar "passages", which are used by the residents of the warehouse to "smuggle" or "smuggle" for some necessities of life.

He kicked the wooden plank that was blocking it, and the girl jumped straight down.

The passage is so narrow that it can only be used for an adult to crawl forward; more importantly, there is no light in the tunnel, and it doesn't look like a light source can be found in the darkness filled with strange smells.

But these two fatal problems are not a problem for Lisa Bach, the Chief Sheriff!

The girl who woke up took a step, straightened her slightly old sheriff's triangle hat, and walked towards the darkness with her head held high.

Soon there was a fork in the road ahead. The girl probed her head forward, sniffed hard, and then walked towards the seemingly more hidden and narrow passage without hesitation.

Sheriff's Manual No. 1... This is not a Sheriff's Manual, but Lisa's "Barracks Experience": How to identify the location of the enemy's barracks in the trenches extending in all directions without a map?

It's very simple, go in the direction with the strongest smell.

As she got closer, the originally cold and biting passage gradually began to warm up, and the dry air became gradually moist, and of course the stench gradually "mellowed" along with the warm and moist air.

The smart big sheriff realized immediately that she was getting closer to some huge heat source - which proved that she was going in the right direction.

The reason why the abandoned warehouse can gather a large number of residents, in addition to the free shelter, is like the tavern that is always prosperous on Teapot Street, which also has a central heating facility.

Naturally, such a place cannot have heating like the Clovis City apartment. The so-called heating facility is most likely a huge brazier or fireplace; it is destined that only people who are close can enjoy the warmth, and the farther away from the heat source, the more The colder...the temperature of the outermost house and the outside doesn't make any difference.

Standing in front of the exit, Lisa did not rush in to kill all the bad guys, but fell into deep thought.

The letter clearly mentions that the other party is very dangerous and has a terrible secret; the best solution is to keep a low profile as much as possible, not to disturb the innocent people, and to eliminate the infidels silently and completely, so...

"boom--!"

With the loud sound of the wooden door shattering, Chief Sheriff Lisa Bach smashed the sealed wooden door and sneaked into the warehouse smoothly.

………………

"Will anyone really come?"

On the roof of a building not far from the big warehouse, the Wild Hunt Knight looked at Ian beside him in confusion, and his right arm, which was fixed by a splint, was wrapped around his neck with a bandage: "That kind of unreasonable report letter, there is no way anyone will get it. Do you believe it?"

"The point is not whether anyone believes it, but we have to make it credible." Ian Clemens chuckled, and his eyes hidden under the brim showed a hint of cunning:

"We want to cause a riot that can disturb half of Beluga Harbor, and attract the attention of the whole city, so that the garrison in the parliamentary area and the military camp cannot sit idly by; then, naturally, some 'warmhearted' good person will find us. With the report letter prepared, they will know that there are not only gangsters and indigenous people in the warehouse, but also a group of infidels."

"And a heretic with knowledge of evil... The Great Book of Magic."

The voice fell, and the Wild Hunt Knight looked up at the moon in the sky, with a dazed look in his pure eyes.

"The Great Magic Book is what Anson Bach wants most, and Philby has told him before that there is an indigenous pagan organization that believes in evil gods in Moby Dick... And this is also true." Carnot took over the topic:

"No matter who finds the letter, he can't hide such important news, and it must be reported to Anson Bach at every level - for the "Great Magic Book", he will definitely go there in person."

"In this way, he got the clues about the "Great Magic Book" by himself, not from us - the tacit understanding between the Knights of No Faith and Anson Bach can continue, and we don't need to abandon our oath, we can An open and honest negotiation with Anson Bach at a more opportune time."

"At the same time, we also used the power of the garrison to eliminate a potential big trouble, and this was their obligation." Ian slowly turned his eyes and looked at the large warehouse in the dark:

"One stone...three birds."

Pressing the brim of his hat, Ian Clemens' expression was indescribably proud.

In his eyes, he had grasped Anson Bach's most fatal weakness-his identity as a spellcaster, and the fact that he didn't want...or dared not let the whole Moby-Dick Harbor fall into turmoil.

As long as you grasp these two keys, you will be able to conduct a one-on-one fair negotiation with the "Governor of Beluga Port", who has thousands of troops, without using force, and get the most beneficial to the Faithless Knights. conditions of.

And that's why Harold was defeated so badly and had to flee Moby-Dick Harbor - he always thought that Anson Bach would abuse violence to give him a chance to integrate the colony; The double whammy of panic, the Beluga Harbour Council is torn apart.

What he had never imagined was that Anson Bach would not use force at all; it was not that he would not, but that he did not dare.

The seemingly arrogant commander-in-chief is actually extremely cautious, and he will never make such extreme actions as shelling Beluga Harbor until the last minute.

"The action will start in ten minutes." Ian took a deep breath and began to explain the mission:

"Derrick, you are causing a commotion near the gate, the louder the better, the more obvious the movement, the better, to attract Karno's attention; but remember not to enter the warehouse, keep a distance at any time, and be ready to retreat at any time— —We are here to make trouble, and the job of killing should be left to Commander Anson Bach.”

Derek snorted disdainfully and shook his bandaged right hand.

"Carno rushed into the warehouse after Derek caused a commotion, and killed the gang leaders and the gatekeepers as much as possible; don't fight, and send a signal immediately when encountering any difficult situation, Philby and the others have sneaked into the warehouse, Cover is always available."

Carno stood up slowly on the side, stretched his right hand to the shadow under his feet, pulled out the pitch-black steel spear little by little from the ground, shook the spear lightly, and made a oozing sound in the air.

"I will serve as an observation post outside. As soon as the garrison arrives at the scene, a withdrawal order will be issued immediately. Everyone has fifteen minutes to withdraw. Once the time limit is exceeded, those who have not withdrawn will no longer have any cover and must escape alone. ."

Ian's voice suddenly became cold: "The goal of the mission is to destroy the big boiler in the center of the warehouse, don't do anything superfluous-especially useless compassion, am I clear enough?"

The two looked at him, silent.

"Very good." Ian took out his pocket watch and gently opened the cover of the watch engraved with Cressy's coat of arms:

"It's 1:27, and there are still 9 minutes and 22 seconds before the official action. The countdown starts..."

"boom--!!!!"

A sudden loud noise interrupted Ian's continuous flow, and the three people who were shaken all raised their heads in tacit understanding, only to see that under the silver moon, the large warehouse that was originally shrouded in darkness was engulfed in raging fire.

The fire was so fierce that even the barracks headquarters outside the city could see it clearly!

Karno and Derek were stunned, looking at each other.

"Snapped!"

The delicate pocket watch slipped from the palm of his hand and was torn apart on the ground downstairs; Ian, who was unaware, stared at the flames in the distance in astonishment, and opened his mouth stiffly:

"……Start."

………………

Smashing the wooden door, the girl walked into the warehouse through the passage.

What appeared in front of her was a rather spacious room with iron gates on the opposite and both sides, and a circle of railings on it; it looked a bit like a hallway, but more like a stage where gladiators fought each other.

The girl suddenly realized something, raised her head ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and found a whole row of figures standing behind the railings, holding long guns and short cannons at herself.

Almost at the same time, the sound of messy footsteps sounded from behind the three surrounding iron gates, as if the flood was hitting the dam.

So the girl straightened her three-cornered hat, slightly adjusted her collar, and put her right hand behind her back.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

She cleared her throat and shouted:

"Honest and kind-hearted residents of Beluga Harbor, Sheriff Lisa Bach is now officially announcing to everyone—"

"you!"

"you!"

"You! You you you you... and you!"

The fleshy little hands and fingers stopped on the face of the last person in the first row behind the fence:

"You're all under arrest!"