Imperial Crown

The war was over. The nobles of several counties around Mon'en City died or fled, leaving a large area of ​​land. These were all fertile lands near Mon'en City. Who wouldn't be jealous?

Next, it took two days for the temporary legion to count the military exploits, and Raven also participated in it.

Anyway, no matter how the battlefield performance was, every noble said that he was the backbone of this war, so the number of enemies killed could be reported as much as possible, not less.

For example, Judela alone reported killing 5,371 cannon fodder skeletons, 293 first-level skeletons, 172 rotten soul corpses, 58 second-level skeleton cavalry, and 11 second-level fear plague colossi.

You know, Judela led only a hundred-man team.

There were more than 60 hundred-man teams in one legion!

And the number Judela reported was not too outrageous, after all, he still had an emblem of the Death Hand Cult in his hand.

Those who didn't even have an emblem reported more exaggerated than him.

In the end, after two days, the Fourth Legion alone killed more than three million skeleton soldiers, and there were more than 400 Plague Colossi alone.

The other three legions were not much behind. In the end, the four legions together killed more than 14 million skeleton soldiers.

The four legion leaders wanted to make it more reasonable at first, but after exchanging information with each other, they found that the degree of outrage was similar, so they were relieved.

Let Earl Tyrone worry about it!

As for Raven himself, he also had a lot of military exploits. As for the specific number, he took a rough look and it was not too outrageous-

33,921 cannon fodder skeletons, more than 2,000 first-level skeletons, 900 first-level rotten soul corpses, 500 second-level skeleton cavalry, and 77 Plague Colossi.

Raven didn't want to report it this way.

But when he dumped the twenty or so emblems in his bag on the table, all the nobles began to scramble to add military exploits to him.

After all, Raven has so many emblems. If the number is not high, wouldn't it make the other people's achievements seem too watered down?

In the end, the battle reports of the four temporary legions were sent to Earl Tyrone's desk by Hyde.

Before Earl Tyrone spoke, Hyde couldn't help but said, "Father, I suggest you don't read this thing, just burn it and let them recount it!"

"Too outrageous!"

"The four legions together, the cannon fodder skeletons alone killed more than 14 million people, and our Nord Province has only about 20 million people, right? They might as well round it up!"

"The rounding is here." At this moment, Minsk also walked in: "The Fox family reported it, I took a rough look, the cannon fodder skeletons killed about 8 million people."

Hyde's eyes went dark. He didn't expect that Earl Montreal would play such a trick. This is too much of a joke!

What do they think of war?

"The number is indeed wrong." Tyrone nodded slowly: "Let the temporary legion report again!"

Hyde breathed a sigh of relief, at least his father was still very sensible.

However, Tyrone's next sentence directly stunned him: "Since the Fox family has more than 8 million, they must ask for more. 14 million is too little. Let them find a way to add another 8 million and get 22 million. Together with the Fox family, it will make up 30 million."

"Ah?" Hyde opened his mouth wide.

Minsk was not surprised at all, and nodded: "Then father, I will notify them?"

"Go." Tyrone nodded.

Minsk left, looking at Hyde who was still stunned, Tyrone said: "Why, you can't figure it out?"

"Yes." Hyde swallowed his saliva: "Father, 30 million skeletons are more than the population of our Nord Province. Where did the Death Hand Cult get so many undead creatures?"

"What's more, this battle report will eventually be sent to His Majesty Keynes XVI. How can such an exaggerated number be trusted by others?"

"This is simply a false report of military exploits, and you will be sent to the guillotine!"

Tyrone couldn't help laughing: "Child, this sentence is too heavy, too much."

"Let me ask you, did the Death Hand Cult really make trouble?"

"Yes."

"Then did we win?"

"...Yes!"

Tyrone spread his hands: "Since the Death Hand Cult did make trouble, and we also won, how can this be considered a false report of military exploits?"

Hyde was speechless and blinked in confusion: "But, but..."

"No buts." Tyrone said, "Do you believe it? If Raven were here, he would never ask such a question?"

"I believe it." Hyde nodded, "After all, I have also seen his military exploits. They are very outrageous among a group of people."

"Alas!" Tyrone sighed, "You are not born to be a politician."

"War is an extension of politics. The distribution of military exploits this time is actually the distribution of war results and political resources."

"The nobles of the four temporary legions, no matter what purpose they come with, are supporting our Slater family after all, so their military exploits cannot be less, and must be much more than the Fox family who came here to pick peaches."

"Otherwise, which family will come to support us?"

At this point, Tyrone paused and gave Hyde some time to digest and understand: "As for the specific war damage figures, you can see that they are false, and His Majesty the King can certainly see that, and the nobles also know it when they report their military exploits."

"There are only so many fiefdoms that can be divided, and the credit is only so much. Let alone 10 million or 30 million, even if it is 100 million, the credit will not increase. If the number is larger and more beautiful, it will be justified in terms of everyone's face. ”

"You don't think that five years ago, the Insa Empire boasted that it had wiped out more than five million rebellious dwarves in one battle. This was a real figure, right?"

Hyde was stunned and speechless: "This, this..."

Five years ago, the Insa Empire launched an expedition against the dwarf kingdom. The final result was that the dwarf clan, which originally intended to return to the surface, retreated back to the Million Mountains.

Dwarves have a long life and a very long reproduction cycle. Five million dwarves is almost the total number of dwarves on the entire continent. If this were true, the dwarf kingdom would have been destroyed!

Seeing Hyde's appearance, Tai Lung shook his head helplessly: "That's all, I will try to get you a viscount title this time. From now on, you can stay in the fiefdom honestly!"

Hyde was delighted at first, and then hesitated: "But Father, I failed to destroy that bone spire..."

At this moment, the butler opened the door and walked in: "Your Majesty, the Earl of Montreal and Archbishop Thomas are here to visit."

"I know, I'll go right away." Looking at his unfulfilled youngest son, Tai Long put down the documents on the table and stood up: "Read these documents for yourself. If you can find out anything about it, write it down and take a look. If you don’t come out…”

Tyrone didn't say much, but Hyde knew very well what his father meant. If he couldn't figure it out, he would just be his viscount and no longer have to fantasize about achieving anything in politics.

Even though a war had just ended, the Slater family's castle was still very clean and tidy.

The carpets that look like new, the exquisite vases, the tables and chairs with a historical atmosphere, and the fruits that should not appear in this season are placed on them. They look alive and fragrant under the illumination of the magic lamps, which is in line with the current situation of Meng En City. Compared to the chaos, this place is heaven.

The Count of Montreal stepped through the door. Now he had taken off his military uniform and put on a luxurious dress.

Archbishop Thomas walked side by side with Montreal, still wearing the priest's robe, but in order to express condolences for the dead in the city, a black silk scarf was sewn on his left shoulder.

"Hahaha, my old friend, you are finally here!" Count Tyrone walked out quickly with a smile and gave Montreal a big hug.

The two nobles hugged each other tightly, and the passion in their eyes seemed real.

"Archbishop Thomas, long time no see!" After they separated, Tyrone turned to Thomas again: "I can't wait to hear your insights on the scriptures!"

Thomas shook hands with Tai Lung: "I am also very lucky to see you safe and sound after such a disaster. This must be the blessing of the Lord of Light!"

Even though Earl Tailong was mentally strong enough, his pupils trembled twice before he resisted the urge to curse.

The three of them sat down in the hall, as if they were meeting normally, talking about some daily trivial matters, drinking wine, eating some snacks and fruits, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

It wasn't until nearly half an hour passed that the Count of Montreal was the first to bear it no longer: "Speaking of which, has Count Tyrone read my battle report?"

"Take a rough look." Tai Lung said: "Basically there is no problem, but it's about Gul'dan's military exploits..."

Montreal asked, "What's the problem?"

Tai Lung smiled and said: "It said that Gul'dan led his team to kill a fourth-level necromancer. This... I think it is open to question."

"How do I remember that this necromancer was killed by Hyde and others?"

Montreal's pupils suddenly shrank.

Indeed, Gul'dan didn't kill the fourth-level necromancer, but it wasn't Hyde either.

The turmoil of the Death Hand Order eroded half of the Nord province, and the nobles suffered heavy casualties, but even so, the credit was limited.

Based on the empire's cautious attitude towards the issuance and promotion of titles for hundreds of years, Montreal judged that this war could only produce at most one viscount.

The purpose of placing the merit of killing the fourth-level necromancer on his son was to win a new viscount title for the Fox family and expand their power.

When Tyrone said this, he undoubtedly wanted to put this viscount title on Hyde's head.

Montreal said in a questioning tone: "Oh, speaking of which, where is Minsk?"

Tai Long said: "I just went to your military camp. I think I missed it on the way."

"Hey, this is your negligence, Count Tyrone." Montreal stared at Tyrone: "This time Meng City is in a crisis, everyone can understand that you temporarily transferred the Iron Legion here, but Minsk should never show up in public !”

"He appears in Men'en City in such a high-profile manner. If someone with an intention sees it and reports it in front of His Majesty, it will not be a good thing for the Slater family!"

It looked like they were caring, but Montreal was actually threatening Tyrone.

It can be said that the unauthorized mobilization of the Imperial Legion was forced by the situation.

But if Montreal, as the Governor-General, seizes this point, then the Slater family is likely to be reprimanded and even punished by the royal family. Not to mention the credit, it is good to be able to offset the merits and demerits.

But Earl Tyrone did not retreat: "Haha, it is indeed my old friend who cares about me the most, but please don't worry, Lord Governor. I am not directly deploying troops without royal orders."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed his ring, and a document was held in his hand.

The wax on the document had been cut, but the words "H\u0026M\u0026K" engraved in gold paint could still be seen.

Habsburg Mann Keynes, King of the Keynes Empire, the seal of Keynes XVI!

Montreal's cheeks began to twitch, and Thomas, who had been watching the show, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Only Tyrone himself was calm as usual: "Governor, do you want to check it?"

Standing up, touching the document with both hands to open it, Montreal scanned the contents of the document and was shocked.

It was indeed an imperial decree issued by the royal family, and it was also stamped with a seal representing the king's identity. The content was very simple, indicating that His Majesty the King had known about the chaos in the Nord Province and allowed Tyrone to mobilize the Iron Legion!

There was no problem with the document itself, but what Montreal cared about was that this imperial decree actually bypassed himself, the governor, and was sent directly to Tyrone!

He didn't even know the existence of this imperial decree!

This was enough to scare him, because it meant that His Majesty the King was very dissatisfied with his cooperation with the Church of Light, the Fox family had lost the trust of the royal family, and his title of governor was likely to be lost!

Thomas' eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

The Slater family took root in the Nord Province and maintained considerable independence. They had always wanted to turn the Nord Province into their own country, and had always been alienated from the royal family.

But this time, Tyrone was able to ask for the king's order.

There is no doubt that the Slater family must have offered enough sincerity to show their loyalty.

It seemed to have deviated from the route that the family had always adhered to, but it resolved the biggest crisis invisibly, and obtained strong support from the royal family. Not only did it not suffer much loss, but it could even gain enough benefits.

What a clever trick!

However, the more clever Tyrone's trick was, the worse Montreal's mood became.

He was clearly here to pick peaches, but he got the bitter fruit at the first bite!

Tyrone whispered: "Don't worry, Earl Montreal. In my opinion, you have always been the best candidate for the governor. The Slater family does not want to seize your position. I will explain this to His Majesty the King later."

"So, Gul'dan's military exploits..."

Montreal knew that Tyrone was using his title of governor as a threat to make him choose between Gul'dan's title and the title of governor.

Confused, Montreal could only retreat to advance and delay time:

"... This may indeed be a problem."

"I will go back and check the military exploits first, and then discuss with Earl Tyrone when I have a definite conclusion."

Tyrone said: "Then I will wait for your conclusion."

When Tyrone sent the man out, Montreal's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

At the same time, Raven came to the temporary residence of the Fox family.

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