Imperial Crown

When Raven came to the study, Weisdon and Link were already waiting here.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Weisdon has become more plump, while Link's face has become more weathered, and it is obvious that he is under a lot of pressure.

When they met Raven, both of them were very enthusiastic, especially Weisdon, as if he had finally unloaded a heavy burden.

Raven was a little surprised by this. He thought Weisdon would be somewhat disappointed, after all, the power he had obtained was taken back by him: "Now you know that it is not so easy to be a lord, right?"

Wesdon touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

After Raven sat down, Weisdon and Link began to report on the affairs of this period.

In terms of government affairs, basically adhering to Raven's previous decisions, Eagle Town developed and built step by step, and the workshop was running very stably, but because the flowers were sold out, the production of Angel's Kiss was temporarily stagnant.

In terms of public security, due to the gray bread and Link's vigorous handling methods, although there was a certain degree of chaos, it remained within the controllable range and no vicious incidents broke out.

After the arrival of spring, it was difficult to settle the refugees with only gray bread, so after discussion between Old Gordon and Denise, these people were put to use.

Part of it was invested in the reclamation and construction of Eagle Town, and the other part, at the request of Philip, was funded by the Chamber of Commerce of Shining Gold Town to build the city wall for Shining Gold Town.

"Well done." Raven nodded slowly: "Link, you and your personal soldiers have worked hard during this period. Rest for five days first, and then report to Eric to return to the team."

But Link did not agree immediately: "Baron, there is another thing I need to report to you."

Wesdon continued: "Brothers Humpherson and Humphrey... died."

Raven frowned slightly: "What happened?"

"It's all because of that old thing Angel..." Weisdon's expression was a little gloomy, and he told the cause and effect of the matter.

After hearing what happened, Raven was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I understand. Both of them should be given pensions and buried according to the standards for death in battle."

Wesdon whispered: "But brother, they have no relatives anymore. No matter how much money they have, it will be useless to them."

Raven asked: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Kill Angel and avenge them!" Wesdon clenched his fists.

Nodding, Raven looked at Link: "Do you think so too?"

Link didn't say anything, but his attitude said it all.

Raven shook his head: "I can understand your mentality, but I can't do this."

Wesdon was a little excited: "Why?"

"No reason." Raven's expression became cold: "If there is nothing else, get out."

Wesdon wanted to argue again, but was pulled out by Link.

Outside the door, Link said, "What the Baron said is an iron rule and will not be changed."

"But, after all, they are people who have been through life and death together!" Weisdong bit his lip, "Brother, you are so cold-blooded!"

This was said loudly, as if he was deliberately saying it for others to hear. Raven in the study shook his head and smiled.

Outside the window, the inventory work was in full swing, and all kinds of goods including gold coins were classified and packed into warehouses.

This work was not completed until the evening, and Fiona finally got some free time, but she couldn't rest yet. She just washed up and came to old Gordon's room.

The air in the room was slightly turbid and full of the smell of old people.

Old Gordon was lying on the bed at this time, his face was pale and his mouth was slightly open. Perhaps he heard the sound of the door opening, the old housekeeper's eyelids trembled and opened his eyes: "Fiona, is that you?"

"Grandpa." Fiona felt a little guilty: "Did I wake you up?"

"I wasn't asleep anyway." Old Gordon smiled: "Have you seen the Baron?"

"Yes!" Fiona said immediately: "The Baron looks good and is not injured."

"That's good...that's good!" Old Gordon breathed a sigh of relief.

In Old Gordon's view, the safety of the Baron is the most important thing.

Seeing that Grandpa was in good spirits again, Fiona wanted to make him happier, so she said, "Not only that, the Baron brought back a lot of good things this time."

"The gold coins alone took up two carriages, and there were more than 103,000 gold coins. There were also various jewelry, magic cores, ores and enchanted props, which added up to at least 100,000 gold coins!"

The arrival of a large amount of cash is undoubtedly a good thing, but now that old Gordon is bedridden, I am really worried that Raven will give part of it to Denise.

"In this case, there are still some things, remember to tell the Baron." After saying that, old Gordon shook his head again: "Forget it, I'll go by myself."

With his elbows on the bed, Old Gordon just wanted to get up, but suddenly his face froze, and then he began to cough violently.

Fiona quickly helped him up, handed him a handkerchief, and patted Grandpa's back to calm him down.

After a long while, Old Gordon finally stopped coughing. His breathing was as heavy as a bellows, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Looking at his handkerchief, there was already a piece of bloody phlegm.

"I'm really old..." Old Gordon said hoarsely, and lay back on the bed.

Fiona took a warm towel and wiped the sweat off her grandfather's face.

"Fiona." Old Gordon said softly, "I'm afraid I can't get better from this disease."

Her nose was sore, and Fiona held back her tears: "Grandpa, don't worry, Priest Lux is back..."

"You know your own body. Even if I survive this, I won't live for many years." Old Gordon took it lightly: "I have served the Griffith family all my life. Now I can see the family rise under the leadership of Baron Raven. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets."

"But I can't let you go."

Holding Fiona's hand, Old Gordon said: "You have behaved very well during this period, and you can speak in front of the Baron, but you are always a blank sheet of paper in dealing with people."

"If I die, you have to remember one thing."

"You can't trust anyone in this world, except Baron Raven."

"Remember, child?"

Fiona's eyes were red, and she nodded slowly.

"Baron Raven... is an exception!"

At the same time, Raven also finished handling government affairs and enjoyed dinner alone.

Wesdon was angry and didn't come, and Denise didn't come either, which made Raven's meal a bit boring - he was originally thinking of announcing some good news at the table.

After dinner, Raven hummed a song and came to Denise's door. He knocked gently. After a short pause, he heard Denise say, "Come in."

When he pushed the door open, Raven couldn't even see Denise's face at first, because her upper body was almost buried in the desk at the moment, and the pile of documents was like a simple wall.

She was still busy at this time.

Raven walked gently behind Denise and took her figure into his sight.

Her black hair was tied up behind her head and stabilized with a silver hairpin. Although the temperature control array was working, Denise, who was immersed in work, was still sweating. The hair was stuck to her neck by sweat, giving off an attractive luster.

The clothes on her body were not the gorgeous styles that Raven often saw - black women's formal dress, with a plain white shirt inside, the cuffs were tightly gathered, but a little worn, and a close-fitting short skirt, black stockings, and white high heels on her feet, rigorous and formal.

It seems that she has been wearing such formal attire during the time Raven was away.

Raven did not disturb her, but turned sideways to see what she was doing.

It would be fine if he did not look, but when he did, Raven's expression suddenly became hilarious.

Because there was a human-shaped doll on Denise's desk.

The doll was made of cotton cloth, the color was plain white, and the shape was very ordinary. There was nothing special about it.

But a piece of white silk was sewn on the doll's head, and a man's face was embroidered. The strokes were simple, but they could capture the charm. Just a few strokes outlined the image of Raven's smirk.

In the lower right corner of the silk, there was also a word embroidered: "Bad guy!"

Holding back his smile, Raven moved his eyes over Denise's shoulder and saw what she was writing - not an account, but a plan.

The content is very detailed. It is obviously not the first page. From the lines, it can be seen that Denise wants to build Eagle Town into the commercial center of the northwest of Nord Province. In her blueprint, Goldshire Town is the satellite town of Eagle Town.

Seeing her serious look, Raven suddenly remembered a lot.

Although Denise came to Eagle Castle with the intention of competing for the title at the beginning, her contribution and efforts far exceeded the trouble she caused after she settled down.

When Angel Tears was first invented, she was responsible for purchasing raw materials and distributing small shares. Later, she took over the financial power of Eagle Territory, and the burden of handling the incoming and outgoing accounts also fell on her shoulders.

On the other hand, although Goldshire Town is now governed by Philip, specific financial matters still need to be approved by Denise.

If Old Gordon is Raven's Minister of Internal Affairs, then Denise is Raven's Minister of Finance.

In addition, many of her creativity and ideas are also very good, such as the label design of Angel Tears, and she has previously mentioned adding more fragrances to perfume.

Not to mention the help she gave to Raven in terms of life interest - the decorations and furnishings in the castle were basically designed by Denise, which were elegant and grand; the temperature control array that is still in operation was also brought back by her.

The sudden shadow on the desk made Denise realize something. She was stunned for a moment, slowly turned around, and then saw Raven's face.

At this moment, Denise almost didn't think about it. She quickly grabbed the doll in her hand, opened the drawer and stuffed it in, then slammed it shut, trying to calm her voice: "Raven, why are you here?"

Raven couldn't help but chuckle: "First, I came to see you, and second, there is good news."

With a touch on the belt, Raven placed a roll of documents in front of Denise.

When she saw the Slater family emblem printed on the scroll, Denise's breathing stagnated, her throat moved, and she gently opened it.

The content inside made Denise's palms a little wet and hot.

She didn't expect that what she thought was a joke was actually done by Raven.

From this moment on, she truly became the queen of the Lower City of Mon'en City.

"Congratulations." Raven leaned over and whispered in Denise's ear: "President Denise!"

Denise quickly moved her chair away from Raven: "Raven, thank you so much."

"Is it just a simple thank you?" Raven came closer.

Denise felt her heartbeat suddenly speed up, and she said nervously with a tense face: "I... I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"You can eat anytime." Raven smiled: "Now, I just want to eat you."

As he said that, with Denise's exclamation, Raven picked her up by the waist.

Denise's legs kicked in the air, her shoes fell to the ground, her dress fluttered, and her hands beat Raven's chest: "Raven, don't...ah!"

With a bang, Raven had turned around, pressed Denise firmly on the bed, and then began to unbutton his collar.

"Raven, don't do this!" Denise bit her lips and trembled: "You...if you dare, I will--"

Before she finished speaking, Raven's lips had already been printed on it.

The clothes fell one by one, Raven became naked, and Denise's resistance became weaker and weaker.

The time was ripe, Raven's eyebrows flew, put his hand on Denise's collar, and was about to tear it hard--

Bang!

The door suddenly opened, and Weisdong rushed in like the wind: "Mother, big news!!"

The wind blew into the room with Weisdong's actions, and all three people were stunned.

Wesdong's eyes fell on Raven's waist and legs. He blinked first, then rubbed his eyes, as if he saw something incredible.

Denise saw the same scene. She covered her eyes with both hands, but her eyes came out from between her fingers.

Only Raven was calm and calm, not panicking at all, and put on his pants slowly as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Weisdong was still looking, Denise quickly winked at him, and the fat boy came back to his senses, understood, and went out like the wind.

At the same time, he was thinking about a question in his mind-what to call Raven next?

A few minutes later, Denise's voice came from the door: "Come in."

Pushing the door again, I saw that Denise had tidied her clothes and Raven was also dressed neatly. The two sat at the table, looking very natural, as if nothing had happened.

If Raven hadn't made such a deep impression on him, Weston would have thought that the scene just now was just his illusion.

"Aren't you busy?" Raven said indifferently: "Go ahead."

It looked like if Weston couldn't give a satisfactory answer, he would probably not let him go.

"It's really a big deal!" Weston swallowed his saliva, his face beaming with joy:

"That old man Angel is dead!"

Denise widened her eyes and looked at Raven in disbelief.

Raven raised his eyebrows: "... Oh, so fast."

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