I Will Be The Crowned King

Vol 2 Chapter 12: Anson's Reward

"Woooooooooooooooo..."

A sharp whistle accompanied the steam that swept across the entire train platform, and the Steel Sky, which was flashing with bright yellow gas lamps, reached the end of her trip after more than ten days of uninterrupted driving.

Wangdu Central West Station.

When the thick fog dissipated, the surging crowd once again engulfed the entire train platform.

Bankrupt people with ragged clothes and traces of smoke all over their bodies; Southern nobles who drag their families and carry piles of suitcases to avoid the war; wealthy businessmen who wear extravagant clothes and prepare to work hard in this new world; young gentleman...

Groups of people from all over the world, with different identities, abandoned the annexed fields and the war-torn villages, eager to find a new future in the greatest and most prosperous city of the Clovis Kingdom.

"...let's go here."

Walking on the platform, the smiling Draco Wilters turned around and looked at Anson and Lisa who were still standing in the carriage looking at him, clutching his tattered suitcase tightly in his right hand:

"Dear Mr. Anson Bach, and... er... lovely Miss Lisa Bach, it is an honor to have such a fulfilling journey with you two."

"But no matter how long the journey will come to an end, in order to avoid the meaningless sentimentality of separation, let us say goodbye here!"

"you sure?"

Looking at his indifferent appearance, as if nothing had happened, An Sen couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Of course." The corners of Draco's mouth rose lightly:

"A dozen guards died inexplicably on the Steel Sky, and there was a guy whose identity and rank were obviously not low; even if such a big thing is guilty, it is impossible for the guards to swallow their voices."

"They should have just got the news now, and they are rushing towards the station - if they continue to have a relationship with me, a troublesome guy, you will also be targeted."

Anson nodded slightly.

Although the newspapers were full of news about the Guards being about to be abolished, no matter how they looked at it, they all seemed to be on the verge of death, with half one foot in the coffin... But this did not mean that the other party was no longer threatened.

The truth is just the opposite - the more dangerous the situation, the more reckless the Guards will be!

This is an official military organization that has thousands of elite soldiers and has the power to move freely and arrest the entire capital; no matter how dangerous the situation it is facing right now, it is still easy to find trouble with a military academy graduate.

"Pfft!"

Draco, who was smiling, suddenly released the grip of his right hand, and the suitcase that fell vertically fell firmly to the ground.

"It's a reward."

Looking at the definitely not light suitcase, An Sen raised his eyes silently:

"It seems that we haven't discussed this matter yet."

"And that's my answer to you."

Draco shrugged. "You can hide it, you can exchange it for money or you can burn it—they only know that I carry a suitcase with me, and they don't know what it looks like."

"It's all too common to lose one or two suitcases a day on train platforms. It's more of a novelty to say that nothing is lost on a single day."

Draco shrugged, with a little playfulness in his sincere eyes:

"Please don't worry, I won't mention a word about everything in the box and about you - the young officer who returned to the capital with the cute girl... If you are asked, this is me s answer."

"Of course, such assurances are useless at all; so if you still can't believe it, then I can only..."

"Needless to say, I trust you."

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, An Sen hurriedly stopped the family who was planning to continue talking.

He knew very well the reason why he really decided to help him, and also knew that his goal was the information in his hand about the suspicion of "Old Gods" in the levy in Thundercastle, but he didn't mention it once.

He even threw all the collected information directly to himself to dispel his concerns... An Sen, who sighed in his heart, felt a little complicated.

I am really not used to this kind of guy who can detect the inner thoughts of others just by observation.

The interrupted Draco smiled slightly. With his right hand in his pocket, he took out a few postcards, folded them into a pile, and placed them lightly beside the handle of the old suitcase:

"You said before that the reason for returning to Wang is for the graduation certificate of the Wang Family Military Academy... um... I may not be able to help you with this, but during this period you will definitely need to rent a set of affordable, convenient transportation and live in A comfortable enough house."

"House?"

An Sen, who was slightly stunned, didn't keep up with this guy's rhythm.

"Yes, although you don't look like you are short of money, I guess you probably won't choose to stay in a hotel?" Draco asked back with a smile:

"If that's the case, I'd advise you to give up the idea - Clovis is no longer what it was a year ago, and the prices of hotels and hotels near the station have increased tenfold, even if A lieutenant colonel's stipend is also unaffordable."

He even guessed his own military rank... An Sen, who did not change his face, resisted the urge to put his hand behind his waist again to equip a gun.

"What's more, you're not alone now, and we, Miss Lisa, who is cute and scary—I mean, good at surprising people—let a girl at an innocent age live in a room of only 20 square meters. It's too much." Draco, smiling, continued:

"These postcards contain the contact information of several recent reputable renters, which were given to me by a kind old nobleman before getting off the bus; it's a pity that I already have a residence in the capital, so obviously you are better than me now. I need this more."

"Oh yes, if your wallet is full now, I highly recommend you to check out the house near White Lake Park - it is easily accessible, and it is only three intersections away from the Red Brick Street where Clovis Cathedral is located. , and the security company rented by the tenants and residents themselves, and the law and order is quite good.”

"Besides that, from the fireplace to the kitchen~www.readwn.com~bathroom, and even most of the furniture."

"The only trouble is that you have to pay the rent for at least six months to a year at a time, and you have to pay the security company's expenses, so it is very suitable for those who have a lot of cash on hand."

A large amount of cash, the relationship with the Church of Order... What else do you not know about this guy?

"Finally, I wish the two of you all the best for your trip in the capital; I have a hunch that we will meet again soon."

"Hopefully by then, we've all done what we wanted to do."

After speaking, Draco, who was smoking the pipe again, turned around with a smile, and walked out of the station with the tidal crowd.

An Sen, who stepped on the cold floor tiles of the platform, gently picked up the suitcase dropped by the other party.

When he looked up again, the other party had disappeared into the crowd, and he could only vaguely see the back of a man in a worn coat smoking a pipe, probably his.

Lonely.

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