Imperial Crown.

Chapter 157 News of Death
When Raven arrived at the study, Weston and Link were already waiting there.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Weisdon looked rounder, while Link's face looked a little more weather-beaten, and it was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure.

When they met Raven, both of them were very enthusiastic, especially Weisdon, who seemed as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted off his shoulders.

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

Vesdon touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

After Raven sat down, Weisdon and Link began to report on what had happened during this period.

In terms of government affairs, the decisions made by Raven before were basically followed. Eagle Town developed and constructed step by step, and the workshops also operated very stably. However, due to the sale of flowers, the production of Angel's Kiss was temporarily halted.

In terms of public security, thanks to Gray Bread and Link's swift and decisive handling of the situation, although there was a certain degree of chaos, it remained within a controllable range and no serious incidents broke out.

After the arrival of spring, it was difficult to settle the refugees with just the 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 Xiongying Town, and the other part, at Philip's request, was funded by the Shanjin Town Chamber of Commerce to build a city wall for Shanjin Town.

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

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

Weston continued: "Brothers Humpherson and Humphrey...are dead."

Raven frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

"It's all that old guy Angel's fault..." Weisdong's expression was a little gloomy, and he narrated the whole 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 will be given compensation and buried according to the standards for those who died in battle."

Weisdong whispered, "But my Lord Brother, they have no relatives anymore. No matter how much money they have, it will be useless to them."

Raven asked, "So what do you want to do?"

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

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

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

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

Weisdong was a little excited: "Why?"

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

Weisdon 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 change."

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

These words were spoken very loudly, as if they were meant for others to hear. Raven in the study shook his head with a hint of a smile on his face.

Outside the window, the inventory work was in full swing, and various goods including gold coins were classified, packed and put into storage.

The 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 went to old Gordon's room.

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

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

"Grandpa." Fiona said apologetically, "Did I wake you up?"

"I wasn't asleep in the first place." Old Gordon smiled and said, "Have you met 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 opinion, the Baron's safety is the most important thing.

Seeing that Grandpa was in good spirits again, Fiona wanted to make him happier, so she said, "That's not all. The Baron brought back a lot of good things this time."

"The gold coins alone took up two carriages. After counting, there are more than 103,000 gold coins. There are also various jewels, magic cores, ores, and enchanted items. Adding them together, there are at least 100,000 gold coins!"

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

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

Old Gordon was about to get up with his elbows on the bed, but suddenly his face froze and he began to cough violently.

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

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

"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 recover from this illness."

Fiona felt a lump in her throat and 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 have no regrets."

"But I just can't let go of you."

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 still a blank slate when it comes to dealing with people."

"If I die, you must remember one thing."

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

"Remember that, kid?"

Fiona's eyes were red and she nodded slowly.

"Baron Raven... is an exception!"

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

Weston was sulking and didn't come, and Denise didn't come either, which made Raven's meal a bit boring - he had originally wanted to announce some good news at the dinner table.

After finishing dinner, Raven hummed a song and came to Denise's door. He knocked gently. After a brief 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, and the pile of documents was like a simple wall. At this time, she was still busy.

Only when he gently walked behind Denise did Raven take her figure into his sight.

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

The clothes she was wearing were not the fancy styles that Raven often saw - a black women's formal dress with a plain white shirt underneath. The cuffs were tightly gathered but a little protruding from being worn. She was wearing a tight miniskirt, black stockings, and white high heels. She looked serious and formal.

It seemed that she had been wearing this formal attire during the time Raven was away.

Raven didn't bother her, but turned sideways to see what she was doing.

It wouldn't matter if he didn't look at it, but once he did, Raven's expression suddenly became hilarious.

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

The doll is made of cotton cloth, its color is simple white, and its shape is very ordinary. There is nothing special about it.

But a piece of white silk was sewn on the doll's head, and a man's face was embroidered on it. The brushstrokes were simple, but they were able to capture the spirit of the man. With just a few strokes, the image of Raven's smirk was outlined.

On the lower right corner of the silk, there was 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 planning proposal.

The content is very detailed and obviously not the first page. From the words, 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 city 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 contributions and efforts far outweighed the trouble she caused after she settled down.

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

On the other hand, although the town of Shining Gold is now governed by Philip, specific financial matters still need to be approved by Denise.

If old Gordon was Raven's Home Secretary, then Denise was Raven's Finance Minister.

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

Not to mention her help in improving Raven's life interest - the decoration and furnishings in the castle were basically designed by Denise, and they are grand and elegant; 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, turned around slowly, 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 she slammed it shut and tried to calm her voice: "Raven, why are you here?"

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

With a flick of his belt, Raven placed a roll of documents in front of Denise.

When Denise saw the Slater family crest printed on the scroll, her breathing stopped, and she gently opened it with her throat moving.

The contents inside made Denise's palms feel 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, moving herself further away from Raven. “Raven, thank you so much.”

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

Denise felt her heartbeat suddenly speed up. She said nervously with a stern face, "I... will treat you to dinner tomorrow."

"You can eat anytime." Raven's lips curled up into a smile: "Right now, I just want to eat you."

As he said this, Raven picked Denise up by the waist as she screamed.

Denise's legs kicked in the air, her shoes fell to the ground, her dress flew up, and she pounded on Raven's chest with both hands: "Raven, don't... ah!"

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

“Raven, don’t do this!” Denise bit her lip, her voice trembling: “If you…if you dare, I will—”

Before he could finish his words, Raven's lips were already pressed against hers.

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

The time was ripe. Raven raised his eyebrows and put his hand on Denise's collar, ready to tear it apart.

boom!
The door suddenly opened, and Weiss rushed in like a winter wind: "Mother, big news!!"

The wind blew into the room as Visdon moved, and all three of them were stunned.

Visdon's gaze fell on Raven's waist and legs. He first blinked his eyes, then rubbed them, as if he had seen something incredible.

Denise saw the same thing. She covered her eyes with her hands, but her eyes could see through her fingers.

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

Seeing that Weston was still looking, Denise quickly winked at him, and the fat boy came to his senses, understood what she meant, and ran out like the wind.

At the same time, I was thinking of a question in my mind - how should I call Raven from now on?
A few minutes later, Denise's voice came from the door: "Come in."

When I pushed the door open again, I saw that Denise had already tidied her clothes and Raven was also dressed neatly. They were both sitting at the table, looking very natural, as if nothing had happened.

If Raven had not left such a deep impression on him, Weisdon would have thought that the scene just now was just an illusion.

"Don't you have something to do?" Raven said indifferently, "Go ahead."

It looked like if Visdon couldn't give a satisfactory answer, Raven would not let him go.

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

"That old man Angle is dead!"

Denise's eyes widened and she looked at Raven in disbelief.

Raven raised an eyebrow: "...Heh, that's fast."

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(End of this chapter)