Imperial Crown.

Chapter 166 He Really Became My Dad? !
On the scroll, the grayish-white aura of death surged and turned into grayish-white mist, as if a bag of dry ice had been poured into the room.

The dead white light turned into flames, slowly devouring the scroll, sending up snow-like ashes.

The flames spread up Raven's arm, consuming his magic as fuel, and drew a sickle-like mark on the back of his hand.

Raven carefully adjusted the output of magic power, making the mark slowly become clearer and fuller, while Raven's magic power was also gradually decreasing.

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When about two-thirds of the magic power was consumed, the mark suddenly vibrated, peeled off from the back of Raven's hand, floated into the air, suddenly accelerated, and disappeared from the center of Raven's eyebrows.

And Raven could observe that the mark had sunk into his own pool of magic power, rising and falling around the vortex of magic power.

A bit of mental power was poured into it, and the mark glowed slightly. The undead aura that was like mist on the ground was swept away, revealing white bones all over the ground.

These white bones trembled and flew around under the pull of an invisible force. After a sound of bones colliding, two human-shaped skeletons were assembled in mid-air.

Second-level necromancy, skeleton guard.

At first glance, these two skeletons look like two sets of human bones, but they are tall, nearly two meters, with strong and powerful bones, crystal clear and round, like jade that has been carefully played with, emitting a decayed breath of death all the time.

They were also wearing grey-black metal breastplates of unknown age but imbued with the aura of the undead. Their lower bodies were skirts made of large iron leaves. Judging from the faint light that shone through, they also had a certain magical protective effect. In terms of strength alone, they were not inferior to first-level enchanted armor.

The exposed arm and leg bones are even thicker than the flesh and blood arms and legs of an ordinary strong man.

On the watermelon-sized skull, the teeth are evenly spaced, the four fangs are clear and eye-catching, and the green soul fire flickers in the empty eye sockets.

If there is any difference, it is that one of them holds a rusty giant axe, while the other holds a giant bone bow.

These are two second-level undead creatures!

"Take a step forward," Raven ordered in his mind.

The two skeletons took a step forward at the same time.

The first step was successful, and Raven began to test more crude instructions.

"Backflip."

"Front flip."

"Dance."

All three were executed perfectly, giving Raven a blast of bone gymnastics.

Especially that dance, with the hips twisted in a very sexy way, which reminded Raven of an old friend.

"Iron mountain relies on it."

Well, that order was not carried out.

After conducting experiments for a while, Raven came to a general conclusion.

The two skeletons possessed a certain degree of intelligence, enough to understand his rough orders, like two extraordinary people who were always loyal and had no fear at all.

Raven pointed at the axe-wielding skeleton and said, "From today on, you will be called 'Brother Kun'."

Then he pointed at the man holding the bow and said, "Your name is 'Xiao Heizi'."

The two skeletons had dull faces - well, their bony faces themselves couldn't make any expressions, but Raven could see that they were satisfied.

At least Raven himself was satisfied.

With a light snap of his fingers, the mark in the pool of magic power shone, a cold wind blew, and the two skeletons immediately disappeared, as if they had never existed.

Raven pressed his fingers between his brows, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth.

It's not possible to become a necromancer just by knowing a few pieces of necromancy. If Raven is not afraid of death, he can call himself that.

Because the greatest value of this scroll is not the summoning of these two skeletons, but the mark sunk in the magic pool. This mark is directly connected to an undead plane.

After that, Raven will not only be able to summon these two skeletons, but if he controls more undead creatures in the future, he can also send them into the Dead Plane and summon them anytime and anywhere, so that one person can become a legion.

Of course, Raven had no intention of following the old path of the Death Hand Cult, but the undead creatures had many uses, and he didn't mind using them, whether they were used to explore the way, to die, or to be consumed as cannon fodder.

At least with these two second-level skeletons as bodyguards, many risks can be avoided.

After calling Patty to wash up, Raven's life returned to normal over the next few days, dealing with some trivial matters.

For example, regarding the personnel transfers, production and construction plans for the three newly recovered territories, fortunately, old Gordon recovered his health and helped Raven share a lot of pressure.

Denise began to prepare to go to Mon City, as the position of Chamber of Commerce President could not remain vacant.

The time came to July 9th, which was the eleventh day after Ingres' funeral.

A message was placed on Raven's desk. After reading it, Raven thought about it for a moment, smiled wickedly, and then called Visdon over.

No one knew if it was because he ate too much or because he had good genes, but even though Visdon often practiced martial arts and rode horses during this period, his weight did not decrease at all. Instead, he became more plump. Even the prosthetic right hand he had been equipped with seemed a little too small.

His black middle-parted hair was still as greasy as before, and his round face was filled with fat, making his eyes the size of green beans. However, compared to when we first met a year ago, his temperament was more stable.

During this year, his physique has also grown rapidly. Now he is nearly 1.8 meters tall and his width is quite amazing. When he stands in Raven's office, it is like there is an extra screen wall. You can't tell at all that he is only fifteen years old.

"Look at this." Raven pushed the information he had received earlier in front of Visdon.

When he picked it up and took a look, Weisdon showed a surprised expression.

The message stated that the Warcraft Business Union of Mon'en City held a Warcraft trade fair in Xuefeng County. The venue was just outside Xuefeng Territory, in Baron Anderson's mountain territory, and it would last for a week.

"You are fifteen years old now, it's time for you to do something for your family." Raven said, "We need to raise some magical beasts to develop our territory. Go over there and buy some."

To be honest, Weisdong had no interest in Warcraft. He said with a bitter face: "Brother, I don't know much about Warcraft. This..."

"I'll give you three thousand gold coins." Raven said with a smile, "As long as you can buy some useful monsters, you can settle the bill at the market price."

Upon hearing this, Visdon's eyes suddenly lit up. Although the three thousand gold coins were not all his, he had the right to control them. When the time came, he could ask the seller to give him a discount, and the difference would then go into his own hands, right?
Raven continued: "Since you don't want to, then forget it. I will do it myself..."

"Yes, brother, I do!" Weisdong nodded repeatedly.

"Very good, then let Simon take people to escort you there." Raven said.

"Understood, Brother!"

Lei Wen smiled and said, "Don't be in a hurry. Take your time, but be quick!"

Weisdong scratched his head: "..."

Soon, Weston and Simon harnessed the carriage and left Eagle Castle.

To reach the Mountain Territory, one had to cross the Snow Maple Territory. The group set out in the morning and did not arrive at the market until late at night.

This market is located on the outskirts of the mountain territory, right between a valley. The wide road is lined with all kinds of tents and fences. Although it has just opened, it is very popular with people coming and going.

On both sides of the road, there were many strange-looking monsters in the animal pens and cages, which broadened Weisdon's horizons and allowed him to see many monsters that he had only seen in books or had only heard of.

For example, there is the first-level Warcraft "Wolf" with the physique of a plowing ox and a coat of silver mane; there is the first-level Warcraft "Kodo" which looks majestic, the size of a hill, with bared fangs in its mouth, and looks like a hybrid of a pig and a rhinoceros, but has a docile personality; and there is the first-level Warcraft "Swift Lizard" which has a physique similar to that of an ordinary warhorse, but is thin, has well-developed and strong hind limbs, and forelimbs that are ridiculously small.

These are all first-level magical beasts that can be used as mounts.

In the past, since the nobles preferred horse-shaped magical beasts as mounts, this type of magical beast did not sell well and was usually only sold to mercenaries at a very low price, ranging from sixty-three to one hundred and fifty gold coins.

But after experiencing a war, the nobles more or less realized the importance of military force, and the prices of these mounts rose sharply, with the lowest price being more than 120 gold coins. For example, the starting price of a huge kodo beast was as high as 277 gold coins!
Weisdon looked at it and shook his head.

Although the "Yellow Claw Flying Lightning" produced by his own company does not have a magic core, its physical strength, power and controllability are far superior to those ordinary first-level mounts. If you buy these things back, you will definitely be scolded by Raven.

He felt a little regretful for a moment. If he had known earlier, he should have told his brother and brought a dozen Clawed Huang Feidian out to sell. Not to mention the more, one could definitely sell for four or five hundred gold coins easily!
What should I buy to take back?

Just when Visdon was scratching his head, he finally saw a magical beast that dazzled his eyes.

Other monsters were either locked in cages or tied up with bridles, with trainers always watching over them, fearing that they would cause trouble. But this monster was simply tied to a not-so-thick wooden stake, with a large wooden basin filled with leaves in front of it.

It is as big as a sheep and looks like an oversized mouse, but it has a plump body, shiny yellow-brown fur, small round ears, slender black eyes, a slit mouth, and a wide and large nose with black nostrils evenly distributed on both sides.

It looked at Weston silently, with clear stupidity in its eyes, then lowered its head and slowly began to chew the leaves.

"Stall owner, what is this?" asked Weisdong.

The stall owner was originally frowning at the side, but when he saw someone asking a question, he quickly came up with a smile on his face and said, "Young Master, you finally asked the right question. I am the only one in this camp that sells this kind of magic beast!"

"Its name is 'Capibara', a first-level magical beast. It doesn't have much combat power, but it can be said to be a treasure in the magical beast world!"

Weisdong has been with his mother for many years and has learned a lot about how to do business. He did not express his opinion but just said, "Tell me more about it."

Seeing that Weisdong didn't look like someone who would be easily fooled, the stall owner calmed down and introduced: "One of the greatest characteristics of this kind of monster is that it is easy to take care of. It can live well if you feed it leaves and weeds every day."

"Its greatest value lies in two aspects. One is its feces, which can make barren land fertile and increase food production. It is also very effective for the growth of magic plants, and can at least increase the growth efficiency of first-level magic plants by 30%!"

"The second is its milk. Even when not in the reproductive period, the female Capybara can still secrete milk all year round. It can act as a wet nurse for any magical beast. As long as you raise enough, you can even raise a giant dragon!"

This may sound a bit exaggerated, but the effect is very real, and Weisdon was somewhat tempted.

It’s not because he thinks Capybara looks like him, but because the Eagle Territory now has no shortage of magical beasts that can be used as mounts. With Claw Huang Feidian around, they don’t like these weird things.

On the contrary, monsters like Capybara, which have low consumption and high output, are more in line with the current needs of the Eagle Territory.

During the conversation, Weisdon learned that the price of a male of this monster was fifty-six gold coins, and the price of a female was eighty-six gold coins. If purchased in pairs, there would be a discount of one hundred and thirty gold coins per pair.

After some bargaining, Visdon purchased twelve pairs of Capybaras for two thousand four hundred gold coins. This was also due to the current market situation. Combat monsters were in short supply and Capybaras were somewhat unsalable.

With 600 gold coins left in his hand, Visdon did not keep them, but bought two second-level magical beasts, Hippogryphs, one male and one female, from the same stall owner.

The male hippogryph was placed in a cage, even though its wings and claws were tied up.

It stood in the cage, nearly three meters tall, with two long, red, lightning-shaped horns on its head, a sharp beak two feet long, and an amber-like texture. Its eyes were blue-gray, flashing a fierce light, and its feathers were metallic silver-gray.

Unlike ordinary falcons, it has a pair of smaller secondary wings under its ribs, and the feathers on them contain a green light that is rich in storm elements.

In comparison, female hippogryphs are smaller, only half the size of male eagles, and appear more docile.

Male Hippogryphs are aerial beasts commonly used by humans, but they are difficult to tame. Even male Hippogryphs that are hatched and cared for by humans are still very wild, and not even one out of ten can be used as a mount.

The female Hippogryph is docile and weak, so it cannot be used as a mount. However, it lays eggs very frequently, which are very delicious. Long-term consumption can also effectively improve the physique, so it has always been raised as an egg-laying poultry for the nobles.

Visdon's idea is very simple. Capybara is a universal wet nurse who can also fertilize the fields, which is very beneficial to the future development of the Eagle Territory. A pair of horned hippogryphs can breed air power for the Eagle Territory. Even if that doesn't work, they can provide high-end raw materials for the Wallace Hotel!

He couldn't wait to see how Raven would praise him.

Someone did mention him, but it wasn't Raven, it was Denise.

"When Visdon comes back, we'll almost be leaving."

She was wearing a red turtleneck shirt today, with a grey long-sleeved women's suit over it. The waist was extremely narrow, revealing her proud figure.

Her legs were crossed and she was wearing a tight skirt that was wrapped around her knees, revealing only her calves in black stockings. Her left foot was on the ground and her right foot was gently dangling, with her toes tiptoeing on a light blue high-heeled shoe that was about to fall off.

Her eyes fell on the wine glass, and her eyes were somewhat empty.

Although she returned to Eagle Castle with the intention of competing for the title at first, after living here for more than a year, she gradually felt at home here, and she was somewhat reluctant to leave suddenly.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Denise put on her high heels and asked, "Who?"

Raven's voice sounded outside the door: "It's me."

Denise's heart trembled. She knew that Raven must have had "ulterior motives" in deliberately sending Weston away.

But the more this happened, the more she couldn't agree.

"I'm tired. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

If it were any other time, Raven would have left, but today Denise did not hear any footsteps. Instead, she heard a crisp click, and then the door opened.

Raven appeared at the door, closed it, and walked towards Denise step by step.

Denise's throat moved, and she felt very nervous. She whispered, "Don't come over here!"

But Raven seemed not to have heard it. His footsteps were getting closer and closer, his breathing was getting heavier, and the look he gave her was like a lion staring at its prey!
In Raven's opinion, this was indeed a fat prey.

Compared to Lux's immaturity and Patty's obedience, Denise is like a ripe pomegranate. She wraps herself tightly, but the mature fragrance she exudes always seduces others to push aside her tight coat and enjoy the plump and juicy fruit.

Denise is about to leave, and it is unknown how long it will take before they see each other again. Raven doesn't want to endure it any longer, and he can't endure it any longer.

Now is the time to savor this delicious dish that has been cooked to perfection.

Under Raven's pressure, Denise stood up and stepped back: "Raven, I'm your aunt, you can't..."

Before she could finish her words, Raven had already pounced on her and threw Denise onto the bed.

With a click, a high-heeled shoe fell to the ground.

"No...Raven, no..." Denise's voice seemed to be begging, but also seemed to be confiding.

Pieces of clothes were thrown on the ground one by one. When another high-heeled shoe with stockings fell to the ground, a quick gasp was heard and the whole room fell into darkness.

A few hours later.

The curtains were drawn, and clear moonlight poured into the room. Denise lay on the edge of the bed with her body stretched out, her eyes blurry, her chest still rising and falling.

Raven stood up and took a bottle of Angel's Tear, poured it into two glasses, placed one on Denise's bedside, then sat on the edge of the bed and admired the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Denise slowly came back to her senses. She pulled up the quilt to cover her body, looked at Raven with three parts of resentment and three parts of blame, and then turned her head away.

Raven sat down next to her and reached under the covers to hold Denise's hand.

Denise's hand twitched, but when it failed to move, she sighed and stopped moving.

The next day at noon, Weisdon returned happily with several carts of monsters, just in time for lunch.

"My dear brother, my dear mother, I am back!" Vesdon saluted with a smile.

Raven smiled and said, "Sit down."

Visdon sat down obediently and was about to report the monster he had purchased to Raven when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked at his mother, his brows slightly furrowed.

Denise was embarrassed by his gaze: "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing..." Weisdon shook his head and glanced at his mother again.

Her outfit today was not much different from usual, but she looked like a completely different person.

It's like a flower that has just been watered, its appearance has changed and the whole person seems more energetic.

Thinking of the scene he saw last time, Weston's expression suddenly became a little strange, and his eyes moved back and forth between Raven and Denise's faces.

This... could it be... ?
Raven coughed and knocked on the table: "Eat!"

Weisdon immediately lowered his head, his heart filled with speechlessness and confusion.

I rely on!

Raven... is he really my dad?!

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(End of this chapter)