Imperial Crown

A few days passed, the performance of the Dark Side of the Moon troupe was coming to an end, and they began to negotiate with the arena.

This morning, Raven was jogging as usual. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw an old man in tattered clothes kneeling in front of him.

Is he here to scam people?

During this period of doubt, the old man cried out: "Baron! I was wrong!!"

Raven stopped: "Who are you?"

The old man's body obviously stiffened for a moment, and he raised his tear-stained face: "It's me, the sinner!"

"...Oh!" Raven looked for a long time before recognizing him.

It was Zhu Nasheng who came with the 20,000 serfs before.

Zhu Nasheng looked even worse than when he first arrived. His shoes were gone, his face and hands were full of dirt, and even a large part of his beard was burned off.

It seemed that he was not living well.

"Oh, you know you're wrong, then reflect on it slowly."

Raven said as he was about to leave, but Junasheng quickly moved to block his way. He wanted to say more to whet Raven's appetite and make it easier to bargain.

But now seeing Raven's nonchalant look, he realized that he was not qualified to negotiate with Raven, and immediately said: "Baron, I deeply realize my mistakes and am willing to atone for them!"

"I know where the secret treasure of the Medini family is buried!"

Raven stopped after hearing this.

Metini is the Viscount family, the former owner of the territory that Raven had previously exchanged with Viscount John.

In fact, after exchanging the territory, Raven also thought about packing up the things he should take away, and sent Simon to investigate, but found nothing - the Death Hand Cult emptied the treasure house of the Medini family, and the castle was almost destroyed, with nothing valuable at all.

Touching his chin, Raven asked, "You are a knight's clerk, not a retainer of the Metini family, how do you know this?"

Zunasheng quickly explained, "The war was fierce at the time, and everyone was trapped in the castle. I was there too. Two nights before the castle was breached, I secretly saw the master of the family burying a bag of things in the yard. It must be a good thing!"

His heart was bleeding.

Originally, he wanted to keep this secret and wait until his descendants became free people, and then secretly dig it out, which would be the beginning of their family's rise!

But now, let alone rise, if he can't get Raven's forgiveness, he will have to dig his own grave!

Raven did not take him seriously, but it was different from the serfs who came with him.

The differences in life and treatment with the local people made the serfs accumulate resentment every day. Not only himself, but also his grandson was squeezed out and couldn't survive!

The adults' scolding and the children's exclusion made Zhunasheng's grandson drowsy all day long, with no light in his eyes.

If it weren't for this, he would never hand over this secret!

"The Viscount family's legacy is really tempting." Raven stroked his chin: "But... it is now Viscount John's territory after all."

"How can I, Raven, be a thief!"

Three days later, late at night, without a moon.

Under a bush, Zhunasheng was shivering, causing the entire bush to shake.

Raven glanced at him and said with dissatisfaction: "We are here for 'archaeological excavation', not to steal things, what are you afraid of?"

Yes, Raven still came to the current Viscount John's territory with Zhunasheng.

After all, Maitini is also a Viscount family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. The things buried by the head of the family before his death must be valuable and valuable, and Raven is very short of money.

What's more, it should have been Raven's things!

Junasheng stopped trembling, but his face was still quite ugly.

For three consecutive days, he hid during the day and went out at night, and finally came here from Eagle Territory across half of the Nord Province.

Although he flew here, Junasheng was not having an easy time. Xiaobai would not let him ride on his back, so he kept holding him in his claws while flying. The feeling of floating in the sky and the cold wind was simply torture.

But even so, it did not prevent him from supporting Raven: "The Baron is right!"

"Stop talking nonsense." After all, this territory now belongs to Viscount John, and Raven did not want to stay too long: "Lead the way, we must leave before dawn."

For some reason, Junasheng asked: "Do you want to...rob graves?"

Raven almost kicked him out: "Get out!"

Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Junasheng quickly shut up and walked ahead.

More than four months had passed since the end of the war, and most of the remnants of the Death Hand Cult had been wiped out. The area near the castle was not only the worst hit in the war, but many of the serfs transferred to the Eagle Territory were also recruited from here, so it was extremely deserted.

Except for the occasional patrol team passing by, only the birds perched on the branches and the insects hiding in the grass made some sounds.

After sneaking in the dark for a while, the ruins of the castle soon appeared in front of Raven.

According to the customs of the Nord Province, nobles usually put their ancestors' tombs under the castle, but the Medini family died in battle, not escaped and lost their titles, and Viscount John couldn't do anything to their ancestors, so it was left vacant.

After walking here safely, Raven breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to give a few instructions, Junason had already walked towards the castle.

"Come back!" Raven whispered, "Go in after reconnaissance!"

Junason couldn't hold it any longer. He was tired and anxious now. He just wanted to get those things quickly and end this uncomfortable journey as soon as possible: "Don't worry, Lord Baron, this damn place has been looted a long time ago." If it’s empty, no one will patrol it!”

According to common sense, Junashen's judgment was correct.

For most nobles, if the former lord's castle in the territory is not demolished, it will be the end of their benevolence. How can they send people to protect it?

But Viscount John was an anomaly.

So before Jonathan took two steps, he heard a shout: "Who!? Stop!"

Junashen's body suddenly froze, and he turned around to ask Raven for help, but Raven glared at him fiercely and then disappeared into the grass.

The fire gradually approached, and a patrol soldier came over with a trembling voice: "Stand still!!"

The soldier was actually a little panicked.

This castle was breached, and many people died. There were still bloodstains on the walls, which were dark and sticky. Under the collapsed walls were layers of broken bones. It looked eerie even in the daytime.

But now it is dark, and the castle gate is dark. Every time I walk by, there is a cool breeze, which makes people shudder. What's more, a black shadow suddenly appears?

Junason is even more scared!

In this dark night without even a moon, he was really afraid of being regarded as an undead creature and would be killed if he got excited. He was still a serf and deserved to be beaten to death.

Finally, the torch illuminated Junasheng's face, and the soldier was surprised: "Junior? Why is it you?"

As he said that, he put down the torch and gasped loudly: "Hey, you told me earlier... you almost scared me to death!"

"Didn't you go to the Eagle Territory? Why did you come back?"

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Junnasheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he also knew that if he couldn't get this person to pass, Raven would definitely not let him go, so he rolled his eyes and immediately shouted: "Stop talking, Eagle Leader, that is simply no place for people to live!”

"It's bitter cold all over the place. It's only summer here, but it's already autumn in Eagle Territory. The wind is so strong that it can blow up the rocks on the ground. Just three days after we arrived there, dozens of people were beaten to death. It was so miserable, blood flowed all over the floor..."

"Hey, are you lying to me?" The soldier was doubtful: "I heard from the people led by Xuefeng that they are quite wealthy over there."

"They are lying to you!" Jonathan shouted: "Think about it, if that place is so good, why did Viscount John leave it there and insist on coming to this place that was just smashed?"

This does make sense. Just as the soldier was about to nod, he felt something was wrong: "If this is really the case, why would Baron Raven exchange territories with Viscount John?"

This question seemed to hit the point. Junasheng was so anxious that his head was sweating, but he also gained wisdom from his anxiety: "Have you forgotten the Baron's nickname?"

"Uh... little bee?"

"Yes, do you think that ordinary people can bear this nickname? Previously in Meng'en City, Baron Raven showed his prowess. I heard that he picked dozens of flowers from noble families and made more than a dozen of them angry. belly!”

"What a disaster this is! So, of course, we have to stay away from Meng'en City to avoid the limelight!"

These words immediately hit the soldier's pain point, and his eyes lit up: "Baron Raven is really awesome, he is a role model for us!"

"Speaking of which, you just ran away. What were you doing here?"

Junason sighed: "I really couldn't find a place to live, and I was afraid of being recognized, so I planned to come here to rest for a night. I didn't expect you to be here."

"You are so brave. Where is this place for people to live? Otherwise..." The soldier got stuck mid-sentence.

He originally wanted to let Junasheng live in his home, but when he thought of the crime of harboring a runaway slave, he stopped abruptly: "How about this? You can sleep one night first, and I will get you something to eat tomorrow. "

Junasheng wished that he would ignore him, so he nodded repeatedly: "Thank you very much."

The soldier nodded, thought for a while, took off a torch from his waist, lit it, and handed it to Jonathan: "Take it, it's too dark, so you must be brave."

Soon, his back disappeared into the darkness, obviously wanting to share the newly heard "story" with his colleagues.

Juna sighed, and then saw Raven appearing in front of him with a faint smile, and clapped his hands: "What an eloquent person."

Junason put on a smile and said, "Isn't this all just to prevaricate? I don't mean to be disrespectful to you at all!"

"Hey." Raven smacked his lips in disbelief: "You should pray now that what you said is still there!"

Junason suddenly shuddered.

The castle is huge, but Junason often comes and goes here, so he quickly found his destination - this castle has a field-shaped layout, with four vacant pieces of land in the center used as gardens and training grounds. The burial site is the garden in the southwest corner. .

Junashen had a good memory and quickly dug out a box wrapped in yellow satin from the ground.

"Lord Baron, they are all here!" Junason smiled flatteringly: "Please open the box!"

Raven glanced at him and opened the box. Covering the top was a roll of parchment.

When he opened it, Raven's brows raised slightly.

This is a third-level steel combat skill training method recorded on it. It is very suitable for Eric to use. If it is sold, it can be sold for three to five thousand gold coins.

If there are all these things in here, it cannot be said that the trip is in vain, and the harvest cannot be considered too much.

After putting away the scroll, Raven was stunned for a moment, because in addition to this scroll, there were actually three small boxes in the box.

Raven picked a box and opened it, and his breathing became slightly faster.

Inside was a crystal shaped like a stone knife, with a slightly uneven surface, and a little silver glittering inside, like a silver vertical pupil, containing tremendous energy.

A fifth-level steel attribute magic core!

Nowadays, it is difficult to see magic beasts above the fourth and fifth levels within the human race's ruling area, so the higher the level of the magic core, the more expensive it is. The third-level magic core is easily hundreds or thousands, the fourth-level magic core is tens of thousands, and the fifth-level magic core is priced at tens of thousands of gold coins.

A fifth-level magic core is enough to make Raven go to the next level on the road to becoming a mage!

Then, Raven opened the second box, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

The metal ore inside is fist-sized and silver-gray in color. It looks like a piece of iron ore with extremely high purity, but if you hold it in your hand, you will find that it is light, like holding a piece of cotton, but its hardness is not inferior to any metal.

Fifth-level ore, mithril ore!

It is extremely light in weight, but extremely strong. Just a little bit of it can greatly reduce the weight of armor and weapons, and greatly improve the flexibility of the wearer.

Most importantly, it has excellent magic conductivity. Unlike most metals, it will not hinder the flow of magic power. It is a treasure that many magicians dream of.

If it falls into Raven's hands, it can be used to strengthen his crossbow. If there is any surplus, it can also be used to create a close-fitting soft armor.

This fist-sized piece can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and there is no market for it!

Taking a deep breath, Raven opened the last box. He was stunned at first, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is a small stack of parchment bills inside.

This is a bearer bond issued by the Upper City Chamber of Commerce in Mon'en City, and the Upper City Chamber of Commerce is backed by Slater, that is, the Hyde family.

As long as the Slater family does not fall, they can withdraw gold coins at any time with these bonds.

There are a total of 16 bonds, except for one with a face value of 3,000 gold coins, and the rest are each denominations of 10,000 gold coins, which is a total of 153,000 gold coins.

This is a timely rain for Raven, whose treasury is on the verge of drying up!

Seeing Raven's smile, Zhu Nasheng also laughed.

Raven's satisfaction means that he has finally made up for his mistakes. He will no longer be looked down upon. Maybe the Baron will turn them into freemen or knights if he is happy!

However, the next moment, Raven sighed and said:

"Alas, it's still too little!"

Zhu Nasheng's smile suddenly froze on his face.

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