Imperial Crown

Raven's letter was sent out in the evening and was delivered to Montreal's desk the next morning.

Montreal was even a little nervous when he saw the letter, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief after reading the content.

Raven finally agreed to his promise.

His Majesty's special envoy, Marquis Anthony Vanya Edwards, had visited Nord Province a month ago to review the merits of the previous battle of the Death Hand Cult.

This was nothing.

But the problem was that the envoy did not stay in the provincial capital of Hovi City, and did not even meet with Montreal, the governor, but directly settled in the Slater family's Monen City.

This cold attitude was not a good sign for the Fox family.

Rumors spread all over the place.

In addition to those vassals who could not do without the Fox family, many nobles began to cut off ties with the Fox family.

Cut off business dealings, refuse invitations from the Fox family, and even refuse to execute decrees issued in the name of the governor.

"It seems that my last trip was not in vain." Montreal said to himself, "Otherwise, Raven might not agree just by putting pressure on him."

The timing of Raven's letter was quite clever.

Originally, Raven's marriage to Nancy was a kind of high-class marriage. Once he agreed, everyone would say that Raven was doing it for fame and fortune.

But agreeing to the marriage at this sensitive stage is not only a timely help to the Fox family, but also can shut everyone up, and invisibly raise Raven's reputation.

When the Fox family was in its heyday, he did not express his position, but agreed now. He can be said to have taken responsibility. He is no longer that little bee, but a tough guy with aristocratic qualities!

Raven is simply stepping on the Fox family to make himself famous.

Montreal saw this, but he could only accept it with pleasure.

Because Raven has grown into a force that cannot be ignored in the Nord Province.

He stands on the side of the Fox family, which is enough to make those wavering small and medium-sized nobles more cautious.

At least, he will not completely turn to the Slater family!

"Come here!" Thinking of this, Montreal raised his voice: "Pass it on, the Fox family is going to marry the Griffith family. From now on, prepare Miss Nancy's dowry!"

In the eyes of those who are interested, there are no secrets in the world.

Montreal received the letter in the morning, and at noon, a copy of the letter appeared in Earl Tyrone's study.

But now the person sitting at the desk and reading the contents of the letter is not Earl Tyrone himself, but a nobleman who looks about 60 years old.

His hair is white and thick, and he has a long-out-of-fashion egg-curled hair. His hair is so good that it looks like a wig.

There are deep forehead wrinkles, a little swollen eye bags, and sagging skin on his cheeks, making his mouth look like it is put in a pair of brackets.

It is Marquis Anthony.

"It's interesting." Throwing the letter back on the table, Anthony said: "Earl Tyrone, Baron Raven has always been so...impulsive?"

Nominally, he came to review his military exploits, but the real purpose of his trip was to punish the Fox family and deprive Montreal of his title of governor.

This matter is known to everyone in Nord Province. Raven chose this time to stand on the side of the Fox family, which is simply a provocation to Anthony.

Earl Tyrone has read the letter. He poured a glass of wine for the person in front of him: "Baron Raven is never impulsive. In fact, he is more stable and cautious than most nobles."

"Stable..." Anthony pursed his lips: "Isn't he afraid that the territory he has obtained will be taken back?"

Earl Tyrone smiled: "I think he is indeed not afraid."

Marquis Anthony's eyes were a little blurry, recalling the news about Raven.

In his opinion, Raven is a noble who is outstanding enough. He is already a third-level magician at the age of 22. He has a very good plan for the governance of the territory and the development of the economy.

Even in the aristocratic circle of the royal capital, he can be called young and promising.

Anthony has seen many such geniuses in his life. Without exception, they are all sharp and want to show their uniqueness everywhere. Pride is almost engraved in their bones.

Cautious?

If he is cautious, why is he not afraid?

Anthony looked around and fell on the map of Nord Province hanging on the wall, and a trace of realization flashed in his eyes.

"This Baron Raven is really brave."

Tyrone smiled: "Yes, that's why he can get the biggest benefit, and now he is tied up..."

He didn't finish his words, but Anthony already understood what he meant.

Anthony has the right to take back the previous military exploits on behalf of His Majesty the King, but there are too many things involved in Raven.

First of all, Raven and Viscount John exchanged territories. It is a huge trouble to take back Raven's credits - if you take it back, which piece should you take back?

If it is the piece that Raven got before, it is already Viscount John's territory; if it is Xuefeng Territory, Raven exchanged it with the territory he got.

This can be a long time to argue.

On the other hand, if it is really about military exploits, Raven is the one with the most reason and evidence - after all, he handed in the most badges of the Death Hand Cult.

If Raven is to be re-examined, then the review of other nobles is inevitable. In this way, the interests of all people in the entire Nord Province will be affected!

Even if Marquis Anthony is as strong as he is, he will have to go back to the capital in disgrace if he causes complaints from the entire province.

Anthony chuckled: "It seems that you admire Raven, Earl Tyrone."

"Smart and sensible young people are always liked." Tyrone did not deny it.

Anthony nodded slowly: "Smart and sensible..."

Smart means being able to see the situation clearly and not standing on the side of the weak Fox family to resist the will of His Majesty the King.

Thinking of this, Anthony was stunned for a moment, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly found that this young man who was just a little curious to him was enough to affect the balance of the scale.

If Raven insisted on standing on the side of the Fox family to resist his scrutiny, it would be a really thorny trouble.

"It seems that I have stayed in Mon'en City for too long." Anthony seemed to be talking to himself: "Maybe it's time to go out and see the scenery of the north."

At the same time.

Elder Rudolf's face gradually disappeared in a room in the Lion King's Pride Inn.

Doug took back the death altar on the ground, his face solemn.

The year he stayed in Eagle Town was the happiest time since he joined the Death Hand Cult.

Fine wine, beautiful women, exciting gambling, and the arena that made people's blood boil, each of which made him reluctant to leave.

Therefore, even if the funds are spent, he has to stay here.

But today, he has to take action.

Elder Rudolf has issued an ultimatum. If he stays any longer, he will be recalled.

Not to mention that he will lose all the enjoyment, the punishment for mission failure alone is enough to make people shudder.

It would be fine if he was just put in solitary confinement, but if he was sent to serve the Lord of Death, that would be real torture.

"Alas--"

Doug sighed, recalling his words to evade Elder Rudolf, with a bitter look on his face.

He told Elder Rudolf that Raven had left the Eagle Territory and went to the City of Mon'en.

During that time, the location of the Holy Emblem was also moved from the Northwest Five Counties to the Central Three Counties; and with the return of Baron Raven, the location of the Holy Emblem also returned to the Northwest Five Counties.

This is enough to show that Raven carries the Holy Emblem.

To prove this point, Doug even made up a story that he had searched the soul of a horse thief and learned that Raven could indeed drive a bone dragon.

This was actually completely far-fetched. In the battle last year, Raven was only level one, and the strongest of his subordinates was only level two.

The Holy Symbol of Death was in the hands of the Soul Saint.

Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, the Soul Saint was a level three necromancer, and she was accompanied by a bone dragon.

Raven could not be her opponent!

But Rudolph believed it. Not only did he believe it, he also ordered Doug to take immediate action to take back the Holy Symbol.

In Doug's view, Rudolph did not believe it, but knew that he was lying and urged him to die!

Manda the herder came over: "What are you going to do? Directly attack Eagle Castle?"

He knew that Doug was talking nonsense, but he had been out for too long, and he and Doug were inseparable. Once Doug was punished, he would also be implicated, so he did not expose it.

But the elder's order had to be carried out.

"Attack for nothing." Doug said unhappily: "Raven is already a third-level magician, are we going to die?"

"Next, I have a plan..."

Just then, the door next to him opened. Margaret had just finished taking a shower. At this time, she used her fingers to gather her wet hair, revealing a face like a lotus in clear water.

She bit her pink lips: "I can't wash my back clean when I take a shower myself. Lord Doug...can you help me?"

Doug's throat twitched fiercely, Manda's eyes shone, and the two herders next to him clamped their legs together.

"Of course, you go first, I'll be there soon." Doug said softly.

Margaret nodded and closed the door. Doug's face immediately turned cold: "Manda, deal with her."

"After you deal with it, come to the East Forest to meet me." He adjusted his collar and walked out: "Others follow me."

As usual, he left the room slowly, left the Lion King's Pride, and soon came to the East Forest.

About half an hour later, Manda also came over.

"Have you dealt with it?"

"Dealt with it."

Doug sighed, feeling a little sorry, after all, Margaret was the sexiest and most charming beauty he had ever seen and enjoyed, and gave him an unprecedented pleasure experience.

But his actions could not leave any traces, and if he had to blame someone, it was Margaret herself who was too careless!

As time went by, the sky gradually darkened, and Doug took this opportunity to explain his plan to others.

Attacking Eagle Castle by force was to die, Doug planned to summon a group of undead creatures, rush into Eagle Town to burn, kill and loot.

Make enough noise, and then escape in the chaos.

At that time, they would tell Elder Rudolph that they were sure that the holy emblem was on Raven, and Raven refused to give it to them when they asked for it, so they had to retreat after a hard fight.

This is a problem of ability, not an attitude problem, and even if there is a punishment, it will not be too severe.

"Let's do it!"

Doug took a deep breath, swiped the ring on his left hand, and then held the bone staff in his hand. He held the staff with both hands and began to chant the spell in a low voice.

Behind him, three dead spirit shepherds also began to cast spells.

The gray-white dead spirit breath rose like a thick fog, covering the entire forest.

Accompanied by bursts of sound, one by one, the bones and zombies crawled out of the mud, the total number was no less than hundreds, and the gray soul fire burned in the eyes of each undead creature.

This is not over yet. Doug continued to shake the staff, and a whirlwind suddenly blew up!

After the whirlwind, a majestic white bone warrior appeared in front of Doug.

It wears a giant horned helmet on its head, wears enchanted plate armor, holds a gray-black enchanted heavy sword in both hands, and has green soul fire burning in its hollow eyes.

Second level undead creature!

Doug's eyes crossed the shoulders of the undead creatures and landed on Eagle Town not far away.

The Wallace Hotel, Crystal Palace, Parade Hall, and the Arena that cannot be ignored.

He waved his staff and pointed forward: "Attack!!!"

What a town, what a prosperous territory!

Doug felt a violent pleasure in his heart at the thought of trampling it under his feet and turning the prosperity into ruins.

Since you can't enjoy this prosperity forever, let's destroy it!

The Bone Warrior moved.

It stepped forward, turned around, swung its heavy sword, and suddenly slapped Doug in the face.

Doug flew out like a pebble, and there was a moment of confusion and trance in his mind. When he came back to his senses, he only felt that half of his face was numb, and he opened his mouth and spat out three broken teeth.

He looked at the Bone Warrior and said angrily: "I asked you to attack, not to hit me!"

But the next moment, Doug realized something was wrong.

The bone warrior was still walking towards him steadily step by step.

At the same time, the awakened undead souls had already drowned the soul herders, and blood and mutilated limbs were splashed out with screams!

"Stop, I told you to stop!" Doug waved his staff and ordered the Bone Warrior inarticulately.

But what he couldn't understand was that his orders seemed to fall into the sea without any response!

"Tsk, tsk, we are husband and wife for a hundred days, and we have been friends for decades." A soft and charming female voice sounded, getting closer and closer: "Master Doug, you are really heartless, you are even willing to do something to me. "

Doug looked around and finally saw Margaret walking through the night.

She put on a translucent gauze dress and wore crystal high heels. The breeze blew by, revealing her plump and alluring figure, with an indescribable charm.

But Doug couldn't think of anything: "...Manda didn't kill you."

"Haha, he is not as unsympathetic as you." Margaret said: "It's just a pity that he is a little too ugly. If it weren't for the Baron, I wouldn't have fallen in love with him."

While Margaret was speaking, Doug raised his staff and was about to cast a spell. Unexpectedly, the bone warrior suddenly threw out his heavy sword and suddenly cut his staff into two pieces!

After looking at the Bone Warrior and then at Margaret, Doug said in disbelief: "You took control of these undead creatures? So..."

"Yes, the Holy Emblem of Death is in my hand." Margaret said: "And, you guessed it right before. The Bone Dragon Gregory is indeed following the orders of the Baron."

Doug's eyes darkened: "What I said before was all made up to deal with Rudolph!"

"If I had known that Baron Raven had this ability, I wouldn't have known anything..."

Before he finished speaking, the Bone Warrior walked up to him and waved his fist, causing his eyes to go dark.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, he vaguely heard a sentence: "You are really smart. You are still struggling at this time. Go back and bring it to the Baron for interrogation..."

When Doug woke up again, he found himself in a dark dungeon with a pair of thick magic-sealing steel handcuffs on his wrists.

"Hey, you're awake." A hoarse voice sounded: "Welcome, welcome."

Turning around, I saw an unkempt, savage-looking man sitting in a cage next to him, clasping his toes.

"My name is Mark." The savage put his clasped fingers in front of his nose and smelled: "What is your name?"

Doug was so disgusted by Mark that he frowned: "Stay away from me, filthy untouchable! I'm a noble!"

"Noble? Who is not a noble?" Mark sneered and pressed his nose with his fingers after licking his toes: "After being locked up for two years, you will be as virtuous as me."

Watching Mark's actions, seeing the lice and bugs crawling in and out of his hair, and smelling the disgusting smell of Mark's body.

Doug felt a sense of despair rising in his heart.

I... will become like this too! ?

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