Imperial Crown.

Chapter 102: The Holy See’s Female Knight

When they heard the name "Helaiti", there was a chuckle in the Eagle Army, which made the female knight a little confused.

"Are the Knights of Light of the Holy See so rude?" Facing the question from the female knight, Nancy raised her chin: "This is not the right attitude to have towards your savior!"

"Savior?" The beautiful knight was stunned for a moment. She glanced at the Eagle Army in the hall and then fell on Raven's face. Thinking about the attitude of the soldiers, she came to a conclusion that she couldn't believe:

"…You are their leader? You defeated the Sand King?"

"It's not defeat, it's beheading." Nancy raised a finger and corrected, "Now Heleti's head is still hanging at the entrance of the Scorpion Nest!"

The beautiful knight looked at Raven.

Although Raven's physique was considered strong among ordinary people, he was not outstanding among knights. Moreover, the skin on his palms was very smooth, without any signs of long-term training.

According to her standards, Raven was not only weak, but also definitely not a well-trained knight. He alone was no match for the notorious Heleti!

Maybe he is another guy who uses his family's influence to gild his own image.

However, now that it was confirmed that these people were not in the same group as Heleti, the female knight's attitude softened a bit:
"My name is Savanna, a Knight of Light of the Holy See, and I am affiliated with Cardinal Thomas of the Nord Diocese."

"Raven Ota Griffith, Imperial Baron, it's an honor to meet you." Raven saluted with his hand on his chest.

Savannah's mind raced. She didn't remember that there was such a powerful noble family in the Nord Province. "How do you prove your identity?"

"I'll prove it to him." Nancy said proudly, "Nancy Fox, daughter of the Count of Montreal. I think you should have heard of my name."

Hearing this, Savannah became even more confused.

Nancy's name, Savannah, was indeed familiar to her. She knew that she was a savage, difficult and arrogant aristocrat.

The iconic red hair, the petite figure of a fourteen or fifteen year old girl, the beautiful and delicate face, and the arrogance that seemed to be born with her, definitely couldn't be a fake.

But at this moment, this "Flaming Rose" actually appeared next to an unknown baron, and she seemed very proud of him in her words. This was a little beyond Savanna's understanding.

Isn't it said that Nancy never speaks nicely to men?

Is it possible that this man really has some strengths that I can't see?
"My Lord Baron, I apologize for my previous words and actions." Savannah apologized in a low voice and glanced at Margaret: "But I still suggest that you try to stay away from such heresy."

As a Knight of Light of the Holy See, Savanna is extremely sensitive to dark energy, and Margaret is simply a walking devil in her eyes.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can you untie my shackles now?"

"Not yet." Raven shook his head, "Because I can't confirm your identity yet."

This statement, which was almost a verbatim response, made Savanna feel a little offended, and a hint of anger appeared in her eyes.

Raven was acutely aware of this and explained clearly:

"Don't worry, it won't take too long. After we return to my territory, I will hand you over to the local priest to determine the authenticity of your identity."

"I hope you can understand. After all, Bloody Highlands is full of dangers. I have to be cautious."

Savanna's face turned slightly red. It was because of her carelessness that she fell into the trap of the horse thieves and became Helaiti's prisoner.

But she had her own mission, so she could only sigh helplessly: "There is a handwritten letter from Bishop Thomas in the lining of my breastplate, which can prove my identity."

"Margaret." Raven signaled to the witch with his eyes.

"Don't let this filthy creature touch me!" Savannah raised her voice, and then looked at Raven with a pleading look: "...Miss Nancy, can you please do it?"

Nancy nodded proudly. It was really a delight to see the proud female knight bowing to her!
Nancy is so proud that she can't stand others being more proud than her.

She walked behind Savannah, untied her armor, took out a letter and handed it to Raven.

Taking the envelope, Raven looked at it carefully in front of the flame.

On the wax was the personal seal of Priest Thomas, and next to it was the ∞-shaped emblem of the Church of Light. Judging from the degree of wear and tear, it did not look fake.

The contents of the letter must be confidential, and Raven had no intention of involving himself in it, so he did not open it to check, but instead put the envelope to his nose and sniffed it.

This scene immediately caused Savannah and Nancy to glare at them.

Knowing that they had misunderstood, Raven explained with a smile: "It smells like ghee, not blood. It is indeed a product of the Holy See. It couldn't have been stolen."

Reaching out his hand to his belt, Raven threw a set of keys to Margaret: "Unlock it."

The key was looted from Hlathi's body.

With a click, the shackles fell to the ground, and the fighting spirit in Savannah's body became active again. A layer of milky white fighting spirit light appeared on her body, illuminating the dim room, and her face was filled with joy of regaining strength.

She walked forward and took back her letterhead.

Raven handed over a water bag and said, "Ms. Savannah, as a Knight of Light, why would you come to a place like Bloody Highlands?"

"It's a secret." Savannah took the water bag and took a sip. Her face was cold and her tone was quite stiff. "It's about Bishop Thomas's instructions. It has nothing to do with you."

"I will act with you guys until we leave Bloody Heights. During this time, I hope you can keep my whereabouts secret for me."

"Hmph, you're so arrogant." Nancy's voice was filled with dissatisfaction: "You were saved by someone, but not only did you not show any appreciation, you even had a cold face and were so rude!"

Savannah's face turned red, then pale. As a knight of the Vatican, she really lacked experience in quarreling with others.

"It's okay. It's an honor to be able to travel with the Knights of Light of the Holy See." Raven's words gave Savannah a way out: "Ms. Savannah, if you are not used to being with us, you can continue to rest in your original room. We can act together when we leave."

"Thank you for your kindness." Savanna nodded quietly, got up and left, taking away a small bag of dried meat and bread.

Savannah gradually walked away. Nancy looked at Raven and asked, "What are you planning?"

Raven was stunned for a moment: "No."

"Hmm..." Nancy's eyes rolled around, and she finally snorted and shrank back into the corner holding her quilt: "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I'll find out sooner or later anyway!"

Raven smiled bitterly in his heart.

He really had no plans for Savannah. The reason he was so warm and polite to her was purely because she was a Knight of Light of the Holy See and was directly responsible to Archbishop Thomas.

Not to mention how good an impression she left on Bishop Thomas, it was already a gain for Bishop Thomas to know that there was a noble like him in the Nord Province.

Nancy's breathing gradually began to become steady, and a relieved smile appeared on her apple-like face.

"Margaret, you will be on guard tonight. If I don't get up tomorrow morning, tell Eric and Volaf to bring people to count the spoils."

After saying that, Raven also leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. He had almost overdrawn his magic power and mental strength today. Even with the magic core replenishment, the emptiness and fatigue did not ease. Now that he had finally dealt with the matter, he felt relieved and fell asleep almost immediately.

In a trance, Raven saw a square, a circular square that could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The ground was paved with unknown silver-white bricks and stones, like a mirror, with almost no visible gaps. In the center was a huge fountain, and what gushed out of it was not spring water, but magical power that was so rich that it had condensed into substance!
woman.

There was a woman standing next to the fountain. She was tall and wore a soft silver silk dress. She was shrouded in a pure and sacred aura. She clasped her hands in front of her chest and chanted a prayer that Raven was not familiar with.

This prayer inexplicably made Raven feel at ease, and he was unconsciously attracted to it and slowly moved closer.

The closer he got, the clearer the sound became, and Raven slowly reached out his hand, trying to brush away the mist that enveloped the woman.

At this moment, the woman slowly raised her head: "Baron Raven..."

When she raised her head, she saw Margaret's face!
"what--!"

Raven opened his eyes suddenly, and then saw Margaret's big face in front of him, still calling:

"My Lord Baron!?"

My heart almost stopped!

Subconsciously, Raven kicked Margaret, causing her to roll several times on the ground.

Raven's heart began to beat again. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Margaret who was slowly standing up. He was even more furious: "You can call me if you want to. Why are you so close to me? Do you want to scare me to death?"

"I can't wake you up no matter how hard I try..." Margaret said aggrievedly, "Besides, I do have something important to tell you."

Raven looked around and asked, "Why are you calling me? Where are Eric and the others?"

"It's hard to tell right now," Margaret whispered, "They are all outside the King's treasury, waiting for you to make the decision."

Raven stood up and said, "Then let's talk while we walk."

Soon, Raven understood the whole story.

After a night's rest, Eric and Volaf began to count the spoils according to Raven's previous instructions. Naturally, no one else was allowed to watch this process.

Savannah strongly demanded to get her sword back. Eric and Volav couldn't make a decision, so they sent someone for help, and Nancy took the lead.

The arrogant and willful Nancy would certainly not give in to Savanna, while Savanna upheld the usual pride of the Holy See's Knights of Light. The two sides clashed with each other, and in desperation, Margaret had to ask Raven to solve the problem.

When Raven arrived outside the Heleti Treasury, the two women were still arguing.

"...I said, I just want to get my sword back!" Savanna's face turned pale.

Nancy crossed her arms across her chest. Although her head could barely reach Savannah's shoulders, her momentum was more impressive: "Huh, that being said, who knows what you are planning?"

Savannah was so angry that her chest heaved: "I am a Knight of Light of the Holy See. I will not lie!"

"That may not be the case." As the daughter of a great noble, Nancy knew the history of the Church of Light like the back of her hand: "At the beginning, Gregory I also said that he only wanted to retrieve the artifacts left in the Storm Dynasty, but in the end, the capital of the Storm Dynasty became the Papal States!"

Raven's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Nancy was talking about a famous case in the history of the continent, and also an indelible stain on the Church of Light. Once this sentence came out, it was almost equivalent to breaking off relations with the Vatican!
"Cough!" Raven coughed heavily and quickly walked into the treasure house.

"Raven!"

"Lord Baron!"

Raven nodded, accepted everyone's greetings and salutations, and returned the greetings one by one. Without waiting for anyone to speak, he spoke first: "I already understand the cause of the dispute."

He bowed slightly to Savannah and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Savannah. My soldiers were just doing their duty and had no intention of offending the majesty of the Holy See of Light."

Then he turned to Eric and shouted, "What on earth did you do? You actually blocked such a distinguished guest from entering. This is totally outrageous!"

"Why don't you open the door quickly and let Ms. Savannah get her sword back?"

Raven had given Savannah enough face by doing this, so that she couldn't lose her temper even if she wanted to. She could only say sullenly, "Thank you, Baron, for your understanding."

Although he was scolded, Eric knew that the Baron was protecting him, so he quickly bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Baron, I was inconsiderate!"

Having said that, he quickly turned around and opened the door.

When the heavy steel door opened with a bang, Raven's breathing stopped for a moment. He finally understood why Eric and Volaf refused to let Savanna in no matter what.

Heleti's treasury is too rich!
The sets of enchanted armor hanging on the shelves and the enchanted weapons displayed side by side seemed to be breathing a light blue magical halo as if they were alive.

There are boxes of various sizes on the walls on both sides. I don’t know what is inside, but the boxes themselves are very valuable. The wood, metal and minerals used are all rare.

The most eye-catching thing is the gold coins, which are piled up at the back of the treasury. There are big boxes of gold coins, like a small mountain!
Restraining his excitement, Raven bowed and extended his hand: "Ms. Savanna, please."

Savanna walked into the treasury with an expressionless face, took down a knight's sword with a scabbard decorated with pearls from a shelf nearby, and pulled it open slightly, and a milky white halo flowed out.

After confirming that everything was correct, she didn't stay any longer and turned around and left.

She stopped as she passed Raven: "...Thank you, Baron Raven."

"Hmph, those guys from the Vatican are so annoying." Nancy pursed her lips and turned away as well.

She had no interest in the Sand King's inventory. She came here mostly to compete with Savanna. Now that the person she was competing with was gone, she certainly would not stay.

After solving the problem, Raven chose to leave after ordering Eric and the others to continue counting the spoils.

Although he really wanted to dive into this pile of gold coins and take a bath, as a baron, he still had to maintain his dignity.

It was not until the evening that Eric sorted out the number of gold coins. When he reported to Raven, his voice trembled:
"My Lord Baron, there are a total of 68723 gold coins in Heleti's treasury!"

When he heard the exact number, Raven was still shocked.

The treasuries of many viscount families are probably of this scale, not to mention the extremely poor Griffith family.

Raven even suspected that Donald had never seen so much money in his life.

Nancy was holding a baked potato and blowing on it while eating it. When she heard Eric's report, she kicked Raven with her little foot and praised him:
"Not bad, comparable to the annual tithe of Hovi City!"

But that’s not all the good news.

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(End of this chapter)