I will be crowned king

After some brief bargaining, Anson successfully reduced the half-year rent from 700 silver coins to 600 - including the half-year commission belonging to the "Good Old Man Security Company" - which is considered a relatively reasonable price for an apartment near White Lake Park.

When Anson neatly took out fifteen banknotes worth thirty gold coins from his pocket, he was very sure that he saw a hint of undisguised contempt from the corner of the old woman's eyes.

That's almost the same as watching a prodigal who squanders his inheritance...

Although she seemed a bit mean and didn't have any good feelings towards Anson as a tenant - although she seemed to like Lisa very much - after signing the rental contract, the old woman prepared a table for dinner.

Garlic sausage, pork knuckle in sauce, dry bread, and vegetable soup stewed with tomatoes, bean sprouts and water spinach. It looks very simple but very delicious; especially the vegetable soup, it is nothing like what the two of them ate in the military camp. Same kind of thing.

Looking at Lisa who wanted to lick the bowl clean, Anson thought it was because cream was added to the soup.

By the time the old woman got up and left, it was already midnight. Lisa, who was so full that her cheeks were bulging, lay on the dining table and fell asleep.

After cleaning up the mess and placing Lisa on the bed, Anson, who was slumped on the sofa without moving, finally set his sights on Draco's suitcase.

own "remuneration".

It contains all the evidence that the Guards intends to use for blackmail - including evidence about the presence of the "Old Gods" in the levy force during the siege of Thunder Castle.

After hesitating for a second, Anson made up his mind and opened the suitcase.

After seeing Draco's observation ability with his own eyes, he was also curious about what kind of clues the other party had collected to make the Guards so fearful of an insignificant novelist that they even did not hesitate to send more than a dozen close guards. The elite of the Guards and a person gifted with the power of blood would rather stop the plan than capture him.

"Click."

With a soft click, the suitcase's lock was opened.

The contents of the box are... uh, bricks?

Oh, and an old looking diary.

Ansen let out a long sigh of relief.

I didn't expect...that guy who looked particularly ungrateful was actually a serious person who liked to keep a diary.

Just like myself!

Anson, who was in a happy mood, took out the diary from the pile of bricks and began to read it by the firelight in the fireplace.

As Draco had mentioned, most of the content in the diary was what he had transcribed and collected, regarding the Guards' attempts to blackmail or bribe the Privy Councilors and certain ministers.

The content inside is very detailed, accurate to the time when the two parties met and left privately, the length and general content of the conversation, the account used when the bribe was paid and the bank where the account was registered, all are recorded very clearly.

Even the private letters were photocopied in dark ink... Anson, who was just curious at first, started to feel a sense of creepiness after turning a few pages.

This is no longer the level of "clues", this is simply the Guards themselves piling up all the evidence that could be caught and stuffing it directly into the hands of the novelist!

According to Draco, he only accidentally discovered the news of the unexpected death of his relative two months ago after receiving a job invitation from the Clovis Truth Newspaper, and began to plan revenge against the Guards...

In other words, it only took him two months to investigate everything the Guards did privately? !

How can this be? !

No, this seems really possible!

Recalling that the other party saw through his identity in just one meeting, Anson suddenly had serious doubts about his own judgment.

I am now a gifted person who has activated the power of blood, but I have not felt any reaction of the power of blood from Draco Wirts...

Could it be that he is actually a spell caster of the old god sect?

Only darkness can reveal light... Among the three old gods, Mutt, the king of black magic, seems to correspond to the attribute of "peeping into secrets".

If this is really the case, then he concealed it very cleverly and never revealed any flaws from beginning to end; they are two extremes from a certain black mage who seems low-key but is actually "high-profile".

Anson, whose pupils were trembling slightly, continued to flip through the diary in his hand.

Soon, he found what he wanted:

"...On December 3rd, Mace Honnard appeared in Oak Town. He pretended to be a low-level officer named John Ness, approached Lieutenant Colonel Willon Small and then infiltrated the levy force as the chief of staff..."

"...On December 25, Mace Honnard appeared in Oak Town for the second time. After purchasing a third-class ticket, he left Oak Town and arrived at the Royal Capital Central West Station..."

"...It is suspected that there is a second or even two or more believers of the Old God Sect in the Thunder Castle levy army..."

"...On January 1, the hundredth year of the Saint's calendar, Thunder Castle fell, and Kroger Bernard disappeared. In the ninety-fifth year of the Saint's calendar, he was found to be in contact with the Old Gods and was suspected of being killed..."

"...There is sufficient evidence to prove that Mace Honnard, a professor of the History Department of St. Isaac's College, has been receiving funding from some source since the ninety-second year of the Saint's Calendar, and runs a relatively secretive old business in the royal capital. A divine organization; its membership ranges from about 20 to 50 people, and it has been suspected of being involved in major murders many times. Most of its main members belong to..."

"Snapped."

Anson gently closed the diary and sat in front of the fireplace, looking a little dazed.

There is too much information...

If all the above contents are true, then Mace Honard, the Old God organization of the "Black Mage", has actually been targeted by the Guards a long time ago, and every move is under their surveillance. .

But according to the information heard outside the box of the Iron Sky, not many people in the Guards seemed to know about this matter, at least the "captain" should not know; and the man with a bloodline similar to his own A person with great strength is probably a high-ranking member of the Guards system...

As Anson, who only inherited the memories of "former Ansem" but not his emotions, he didn't care about the life and death of the Black Mage and his underground evil organization.

But if the Guards were to use this organization as a breakthrough to blackmail Archbishop Franz and the Church of Order, his identity as a conjurer would almost be exposed.

After all, an underground organization that does not betray its own people is not a qualified underground organization.

And if you want to avoid being betrayed, the only solution is...

A particularly practical idea quickly sprouted in Anson's mind.

At the same time, Anson also refreshed his understanding of a certain novelist - his meeting with him was by no means a coincidence, but was arranged by this guy from the beginning.

The reason why he approached and "seduce" himself in such a risky way was because he knew very well that his and his interests were highly aligned in the matter of the Guards!

If you can't get yourself out of the control of the black mage as soon as possible, it will only be a matter of time before you have a head-on conflict with the Guards.

…I have a feeling that we will meet again soon…Hopefully by then, we have both accomplished what we each wanted to do…

Recalling what they said when they parted at the station, Anson's lips curled up slightly:

"It seems that we need to find a way to meet with the respected professor of the history department as soon as possible."