Imperial Crown

(Added for the 10,000-point reward from the distinguished boss [Fanfanfantuaner])

After stealing half a day of leisure, Raven got busy again.

Although Denise was the president, everyone in Monen City knew that Raven was the real boss, so all kinds of invitations were sent to Raven's desk.

There were local merchants and expatriate nobles, and their attitudes were extremely enthusiastic.

After all, Raven was not only a noble, but also a third-level magician.

In fact, on the night when Raven said goodbye to Mansene and returned to the headquarters, he attended a banquet - the colorful sedan chair was carried by everyone. The local merchants were enthusiastic, and Raven certainly couldn't let them down.

In the next few days, Raven had a constant cocktail party and his schedule was full.

Now it is June, and Raven welcomes guests every day in the sound of cicadas and sleeps in the sound of insects.

If Denise hadn't been around to recharge, he would have been a bit overwhelmed.

It was a light rain on the fifth day of arriving in Monen City.

It was rare that there were no social events today.

Weisdong had been pestering Raven for several days, wanting a knight title. Seeing that Raven had no intention of giving in, he basically stopped appearing in front of Raven.

After getting up and having breakfast, Raven glanced at the documents in the study, and then took advantage of the sound of raindrops outside the window to doze off.

The coolness brought by the rain dispelled the heat of early June. The raindrops hit the windows and fell into the puddles. The natural music made Raven feel greatly relaxed.

The black cat was perched beside him, and fell asleep with his master.

It was not until there was a knock on the door that Raven rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up: "Come in."

A female knight in golden armor walked into the room.

"Baron Raven." The female knight pounded her chest and saluted.

She wore a helmet, and her chestnut hair was wet and stuck to her forehead. The raindrops on the standard plate armor were left in bundles and gathered in a pool at her feet. It was obvious that she came in the rain.

"It turned out to be Knight Savanna." Raven showed a gentle smile on his face, and then shouted: "Come here, prepare towels for Knight Savanna, one or two, don't you have any sense at all?"

"No need, Baron." Savanna quickly refused: "I was ordered by Archbishop Thomas to bring you a reward, and I have other places to go later."

Looking at Raven, Savanna's heart was mixed. A year and a half ago, it was Raven who rescued her from the scorpion nest of Heleti.

At that time, she was a second-level holy knight of the Holy See. Although she showed Raven a favor, she didn't think much of him in her heart.

In Savanna's heart, Raven was just a lord with a certain brain and military wisdom. He had no more than a hundred soldiers, and his own strength was only first-level. He was only 20 years old, and his future was barely promising.

Later, Savanna learned about Raven's past and the nickname "Little Bee", so she despised Raven even more and put him behind her mind.

How could a border nobleman who came from a gangster family have any relationship with her?

As a result, in just one and a half years, Raven's personal strength jumped to the third level. Although his title remained unchanged, his territory expanded by more than ten times, and he became the county governor of Xuefeng County.

Even Archbishop Thomas, who wanted to deepen the influence of the Holy See, had to look up to Raven.

He was already someone she needed to look up to.

"This is the award Archbishop Thomas ordered me to give you." Savanna rubbed her fingers, and a scroll appeared in her hand, and then she respectfully placed it in front of Raven.

Raven did not open it immediately: "I just killed a vampire by accident, and failed to protect Bishop Byron. This... I am unworthy of it."

"Please do not mind it." Savanna said: "Servants like us who serve the Lord of Light have long been prepared to devote ourselves to the cause of light. Bishop Byron sacrificed himself on the front line because of his own bravery. This is a feat worth rejoicing."

Raven understood Thomas's subtext. This was to let him give up part of the credit for killing the vampire to Byron.

Otherwise, if it was spread out, a dignified third-level divine magician was killed instantly by a vampire and did not play any positive role. Not only would the Church of Light be ridiculed, but Thomas, his direct superior, would also be embarrassed.

And this so-called reward is just to buy face.

Raven pushed the scroll open with his fingers, and a light flashed in his eyes.

This scroll records the third-level light attribute magic "Ode to Courage".

This is the magic version of the divine art "Heroic Prayer", which is only mastered by the Church of Light. It is in short supply and even if you donate tens of thousands of gold coins to the Holy See, you may not be able to get it.

This magic can be used on 5 people at a time, and the recipient will not feel any fatigue. The recovery efficiency of fighting spirit is increased by about 35%, and the resistance to elemental magic is greatly improved. It can basically be immune to most first-level lethal elemental magic, and the duration is as long as three days.

It is precisely because of this magic and divine art that the Holy Knights of the Holy See can be invincible and charge on the battlefield.

Bishop Thomas, you are really willing to give it up!

"Indeed, Bishop Byron left me with a heroic and tenacious impression." Raven said seriously: "If it weren't for his divine art that severely damaged the vampire, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot!"

"In fact, this award should not be given to me, but to Bishop Byron!"

For Raven, defeating a vampire is just a false name, which can neither improve his title nor his strength.

But for the clergy, this is a real achievement.

Giving up this credit will do nothing but good to Raven, so why not?

What Savanna feared most was that Raven would not give in, so she heaved a sigh of relief when she saw this: "Thank you Baron Raven for your kindness and integrity. If it were someone else, they would definitely keep this credit firmly in their hands."

"I'm just telling the truth." Raven calmly put the scroll into his belt: "I will personally write a letter later, detailing Bishop Byron's achievements, and voluntarily donate 1,000 gold coins as a token of gratitude to him!"

This attitude surprised Savanna. She thought that Raven would be extremely arrogant and conceited for achieving such an achievement at such a young age, but she didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to. She also had some selfish thoughts: "I won't say more words of thanks, but if you can use me in the future, please let me know."

Raven smiled slightly: "Of course, we two are also old friends."

In fact, Raven didn't take Savanna's words seriously.

It has been a year and a half since he rescued Savannah. During this period, Savannah has not shown any form of gratitude, and has not even sent a letter.

This is enough to prove that this person is cold-hearted and not worth cooperating with.

Now he said this, probably because Raven has achieved something now.

After all, owing favors and having favors are both ways to strengthen connections.

Savannah said goodbye and left for Snake Castle; and Raven did not rest. Combining the reports submitted by Weber and Mansene, he began to write documents, piling up words and praising Byron in various ways, as exaggerated as possible.

Be loyal to the trust of others.

If someone is willing to spend tens of thousands of gold coins to let Raven praise him, Raven would be happy.

When Savannah came back from Snake Castle, Raven handed the document to her. Savannah blushed after reading it.

She also knew Byron. Even if Byron was resurrected now, he probably wouldn't recognize that it was written by him.

But this is exactly what Archbishop Thomas wanted.

Next, Raven stayed for a few more days and dealt with most of the important matters.

Regarding Raven's previous proposal, Mansene did not express her opinion, and was obviously still thinking about it.

Raven did not force it. He just didn't want to see his old acquaintance trapped in the cage she had woven herself. The final decision would depend on Mansene herself.

They set out in the morning, took the horned eagle outside the city, and returned to Eagle Castle in the afternoon.

As for William, Raven ordered him to come by himself. He could suck blood on the way, but he was not allowed to kill people.

After all, it would be a shame to claim that the vampire had been solved, and then another case committed by a vampire appeared.

From the sky, the foundation of the new castle has been completed, and it will be officially completed in about a year at most.

In comparison, Anno's Witch Academy was built more quickly.

After all, witches are not allowed to be seen in the light, and the overall construction scale is not small, but the pursuit is still low-key, so the amount of work is smaller.

Back at the castle, Raven called old Gordon: "I was away for a few days. Did anything happen?"

Old Gordon said: "The Death Hand Cult that you told us to watch has been very honest recently. We also paid attention to not letting them meet with Priest Crouch."

"Other than that, it's all trivial matters."

"By the way, there is also a rather absurd but widely circulated rumor."

"It is said that the Fox family intends to marry Miss Nancy to you and form an alliance with the Griffith family."

Raven frowned slightly: "Where did it come from?"

"It's hard to trace the source." Old Gordon said: "But judging from the scale, it's not only the Eagle Territory, I'm afraid most of the Nord Province has known about it."

"This old thing!" Raven knocked on the table with his knuckles, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There is no doubt that only Raven, Montreal and the Slater family knew about this.

It is impossible for people around Raven to leak the news. Even if it is leaked, it should have originated from the Eagle Territory.

And the Slater family has no reason to do this.

So it could only be the news released by Montreal.

In addition to the Fox family, there is only one earl family, Slater, in the province, and the Slater family has no women of marriageable age.

With the strength and reputation of the Fox family, the spread of this news basically cuts off the possibility of Raven marrying other noble families.

After all, no one wants to offend a powerful earl.

What a good move!

Unfortunately, Montreal's opponent this time is Raven.

With a chuckle, Raven said: "Don't worry about this rumor. It has been circulating for a long time. I want to see who will be embarrassed!"

After giving a few instructions on territory management, Raven got up and went to the secret room, activating the Deep Blue Platform for the first time.

First, a magic verification was carried out. As soon as it was initiated, the face of the supervisor Monroe popped up: "Raven, why is it you, where are the people around you?"

Raven spread his hands: "No, I'm the only one here."

"No, you, you are level three!?" Monroe's eyes widened, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed.

"Well, I don't know why I broke through." Raven said, "What's the problem?"

The problem is too big!

Monroe took a lot of effort to finally suppress the urge to swear.

He is now 62 years old, and he is only at the third level.

As a result, Raven, a 22-year-old guy, who became a magician at the age of 20, has completed his 62-year journey!

No wonder Bartlett was so concerned about Raven before!

This kind of chosen son must have a good relationship!

"So, you apply for the certification of the third-level magician first." Monroe regained his serious expression: "Although according to the rules, you have to get the badge to be considered certified, but because of our friendship, I will give you a convenience. Now you can enjoy a 5% discount for the third-level magician when you buy things on the platform!"

"Thank you, Master Monroe." Raven smiled: "Whenever you come to the Eagle Territory, I will definitely give you a grand reception."

Fearing that he would be so excited that his blood vessels would burst if he continued to talk to Raven, Monroe immediately interrupted the communication.

Raven didn't care, but started his shopping trip.

I didn't get certified before because I was afraid that the speed of my promotion was too shocking. Now that it has been exposed, I have to do some shopping.

After this period of accumulation, especially the profits brought by the mist and iron itself, after deducting the fees for various projects, the monthly net income is about 12,000-14,000 gold coins, and now it is approaching the 300,000 mark.

It takes 9,000 gold coins to be certified as a third-level magician.

And Raven has to spend more than that.

There is one kind of three-level magic, earth, water, fire, wind, light, and darkness. These alone cost Raven more than 40,000 gold coins, and each volume is about 7,000 gold coins on average.

There is also a batch of new magic plant seeds, mainly green roots and green peaches. Even with a 9.5% discount, 1,000 seeds cost 7,932.5 gold coins.

Finally, Raven also bought a fifth-level magic raw material, the root of the tree of life, which cost a full 35,704 gold coins!

Overall, a total of 85,915 gold coins were spent!

This reduced his deposit on the account to below 200,000 again.

"This 200,000 is a hurdle!" Raven smacked his lips, his face bitter.

But there is no way, he has to buy it.

Although he has mastered a lot of third-level necromancy magic, it is all shady.

Purchasing and practicing third-level magic is imperative.

Needless to say, the magic plant seeds, the new factory is built, and the production capacity is slowly increasing. The original 200 green peaches are not enough.

Finally, the life tree root was prepared by Raven for himself.

In the battle with William, Raven found that the second-level dragon locust wood staff could not keep up with his current needs.

The bonus of the third-level magic is limited, and the first-level and second-level magic stored in it is also difficult to play a miraculous effect.

In fact, in that battle, the magic stored in the staff itself was not consumed.

If you buy a ready-made third-level staff, there are two problems.

One is expensive. A third-level staff costs at least more than 10,000 gold coins, and the quality is uneven.

There is another problem, that is, Raven's promotion speed is much faster than that of ordinary mages. After getting this staff, it may have to be replaced within two years, and it will cost a lot of money.

In this case, it is better to buy raw materials directly and make a staff by hand.

The fifth-level raw materials can withstand up to the fifth-level enchantment. As Raven's own magic power increases and his enchantment skills grow, it can also grow to the fifth level.

While saving a lot of trouble, it actually saves money overall.

After all, the starting price of a fifth-level staff is more than 80,000 gold coins.

Maybe Raven bought enough and the Magic Guild paid enough attention to it. In just four days, the goods he ordered were delivered.

After extracting the essence of the corrupt soul from the seeds of the magic plant in batches and growing seedlings, Raven took out the roots of the tree of life.

At first glance, this root does not look like a plant.

The gray-white roots, several roots as thick as human arms, are tangled together, as if someone has twisted several stone bars together with great force.

Its surface is hard, even steel cannot leave the slightest mark on it, but it is very soft to the touch. Gently input magic power, and the entire root will light up with a blue magic light, illuminating the fibers on it.

The magic elements in the environment are gathered together visibly, like a group of fireflies gathering around.

"Such strong magic conductivity, no wonder it is a fifth-level material."

Raven stretched out his hand to touch its surface, slowly removed the magic power, and took out the enchanting tools.

Prepare to make a staff that truly belongs to him.

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