Imperial Crown.

Chapter 213: Third-level magic "Hymn of Courage"

(Added for the 10000-point reward from the respected boss [Fanfanfantuaner])
After taking a break, Raven got busy again.

Although Denise holds the position of president, everyone in Mon'en City knows that Raven is the real boss, so various invitations are constantly sent to Raven's desk.

There were local businessmen as well as expatriate nobles, and they were all extremely enthusiastic.

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

In fact, on the night that Raven said goodbye to Mantheni and returned to the headquarters, he attended a banquet - the colorful sedan chair was carried by everyone. The local businessmen were enthusiastic, and Raven certainly could not disappoint their hearts.

Over the next few days, Raven held many drinking parties and his schedule was packed.

It is now June. Lei Wen welcomes guests every day with the chirping of cicadas and sleeps peacefully with the buzzing of insects.

If Denise hadn't been around to recharge me, I really wouldn't have been able to make it.

It was drizzling on the fifth day after arriving in Mon'en City.

It's a rare day that I don't have any social engagements.

This guy, Visdon, had been pestering Raven for several days, wanting a knight title. Seeing that Raven had no intention of giving in, he basically never appeared in front of Raven.

After getting up and having breakfast, Raven glanced at some documents in the study and then dozed off to the sound of rain drops outside the window.

The coolness brought by the rain dispelled the heat of early June. The raindrops hit the windows and fell into puddles. The natural music gave Raven great relaxation.

The black cat curled up beside him and fell asleep with its owner.

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

A female knight in golden armor walked into the room.

"Baron Raven." The female knight saluted by pounding her chest.

She wore a war helmet, her chestnut hair was wet and stuck to her forehead, and the rain stayed on her standard plate armor in bundles, gathering into a pool at her feet, obviously she came out in the rain.

"It's Knight Savannah." Raven showed a gentle smile on his face, and then shouted: "Come here, prepare a towel for Knight Savannah, one or two, don't you have any sense at all?"

"No need, Baron." Savannah quickly refused: "I am here to bring you the award under the order of Archbishop Thomas, and I have somewhere else to go after that."

Looking at Raven, Savannah felt mixed emotions. 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 kindness to Raven, she did not think highly of him in her heart.

In Savanna's mind, Raven was just a lord with a certain amount of brains and military wisdom. He had no more than a hundred soldiers under his command, and his own strength was only at the first level. At the age of 20, he could barely be considered to have a promising future.

Later, when Savanna learned about Raven's past and his nickname "Little Bee", she became more and more contemptuous of Raven and simply put him out of her mind.

How could a frontier nobleman who came from a gangster family have the right to be related to her?
As a result, in just a year and a half, Raven's personal strength jumped to the third level. Although his title remained unchanged, his territory expanded more than ten times, and he even 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 has become someone she needs to look up to.

"This is the award Archbishop Thomas ordered me to give you." Savanna rubbed her fingers together, and a scroll appeared in her hands. She then placed it respectfully 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 don't deserve it."

"Please don't mind." Savanna said, "We, the servants of the Lord of Light, have long been prepared to sacrifice ourselves for the cause of light. Bishop Byron sacrificed himself on the front line because of his bravery. This is a feat worth celebrating."

Raven understood Thomas's subtext, which was that he wanted him to give some of the credit for killing the vampire to Byron.

Otherwise, if word got out that a third-rank divine magician was killed instantly by a vampire without playing any positive role, not only would the Holy See of Light be laughed at, but Thomas, his direct superior, would also be embarrassed.

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

Raven pushed the scroll away with his fingers, a light flashing in his eyes.

This scroll records the third-level light magic "Hymn of Courage".

This is the magical 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. It will make the recipients feel no fatigue, and the recovery efficiency of fighting spirit will be increased by about 35%. In addition, the resistance to elemental magic will be greatly improved, and they can basically be immune to most first-level lethal elemental magic. The duration is as long as three days.

It is precisely because of this magic and divine power that the Holy Knights of the Vatican can be invincible and charge into battle on the battlefield.

Bishop Thomas, you are really willing to do this!
"Indeed, Bishop Byron left me with an impression of bravery and tenacity." Raven said seriously, "If it weren't for his magic 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!"

To Raven, defeating a vampire is just an empty title, which can neither improve his title nor his strength.

But for the clergy, this is a real achievement.

There is no harm but only benefits for Raven to give up this credit, so why not do it?

What Savanna feared most was that Raven would not give in. Seeing this, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you Baron Raven for your kindness and integrity. If it were someone else, they would definitely hold on to this achievement."

"I'm just telling the truth." Lei Wenfeng calmly put the scroll into his belt: "Later, I will personally write a letter to describe Bishop Byron's achievements in detail, and voluntarily donate 1000 gold coins as a token of gratitude to him!"

This attitude surprised Savannah. She had thought that since Raven had achieved such success at such a young age, he would be extremely arrogant and conceited. She had not expected him to be so easy to talk to. She was a little selfish and said, "I won't say more thanks. If you need me in the future, please let me know."

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

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

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

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

The reason why he said this now is probably mostly because Raven has achieved success 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 either. He combined the reports submitted by Weber and Mantheni and began to write documents, piling up words and praising Byron in various ways, as exaggerated as possible.

Be loyal to the people who trust you.

If someone is willing to spend tens of thousands of gold coins to let Raven brag about him, Raven would be happy to do so.

When Savannah came back from Snake Castle, Raven handed the document to her. After reading it, Savannah's face turned red with embarrassment.

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

But this is exactly the effect Archbishop Thomas wanted.

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

Regarding Raven's previous proposal, Mantheni 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 Mantheni herself.

We set out that morning, boarded the horned hippogryph outside the city, and returned to Eagle Castle in the afternoon.

As for William, Raven ordered him to come on his own. He could suck blood on the way, but he was not allowed to kill anyone.

After all, it would be a disgrace to claim that you have solved the problem of vampires, but then another case involving vampires occurs.

Looking from the air, the foundation construction of the new castle has been completed and it will be officially completed in about a year.

In comparison, Annuo's witch academy was built more quickly.

After all, witches are not allowed to be seen in public, so the overall construction scale is not small, but the goal is to keep a low profile, so the amount of work is smaller. Back at the castle, Raven called old Gordon: "I was away for a few days, has anything happened?"

Old Gordon said, "The Death Hand Cult that you told us to watch has been very well behaved recently. We have also been careful not to let them meet with Priest Crouch."

"Other than that it's all trivial."

"Oh, by the way, there is another rumor that is quite absurd but widely circulated."

"It is said that the Fox family intends to marry Miss Nancy to you and to 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, not only Eagle Territory, I'm afraid most of the Nord Province has already known about it."

“This old thing!” Raven drummed his knuckles on the table, a sneer on his lips.

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

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

And the Slater family had no reason to do this.

So it could only be news released from Montreal.

Apart from the Fox family, there is only one earl family in the province, the Slater family, but the Slater family has no women of marriageable age.

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

After all, no one would want to offend a powerful earl.

What a good move!

Unfortunately, Montreal’s opponent this time is Raven.

With a light laugh, Raven said, "Don't worry about this rumor. If it spreads for a long time, I want to see who will be embarrassed!"

After giving a few more instructions on territory management, Raven got up and went to the secret room, activating the Deep Blue Platform after a long absence.

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 at level three!?" Monroe's eyes widened, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out.

"Well, I don't know why I broke through." Raven said: "Any questions?"

This is such a huge problem!

Monroe took great effort to suppress the urge to swear.

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

As a result, Raven, a 22-year-old guy who became a magician at the age of 20, completed his 62-year journey!
No wonder Bartlet cared so much about Raven before!
You must build a good relationship with this chosen one!

"Well, you should apply for the third-level magician certification 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 when you buy things on the platform, you can enjoy a 5% discount for third-level magicians!"

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

Fearing that he would become so excited that his blood vessels would burst if he continued talking to Raven, Monroe immediately terminated the communication.

Raven didn't care and started his shopping trip.

I had not certified myself before because I was afraid that my speed of advancement would be too shocking. Now that it has been exposed, I must make some careful purchases.

After this period of accumulation, especially the profits brought by the Mist Sinking Iron itself, after deducting the expenses of various projects, the monthly net income is about 1.2 to 1.4 gold coins, and now it is approaching the 30 mark.

To become a certified third-level magician, 9000 gold coins are required.

But Raven wants to spend more than that.

There was one each of the three levels of magic: earth, water, fire, wind, light, and darkness. These alone cost Raven more than 4 gold coins, with an average of around 7000 gold coins per scroll.

There is also a batch of new magic plant seeds, mainly green peaches. 1000 seeds, even with a 9.5% discount, cost 7932.5 gold coins.

Finally, Raven also bought a fifth-level magic raw material, the root of the tree of life, which cost him a full 35704 gold coins!
All in all, a total of 85915 gold coins were spent!
This brought the balance on his account down to below 20 yuan.

"This 20 is a hurdle!" Raven smacked his lips with a bitter look on his face.

But there is no way, I have to buy it.

Although he has mastered a lot of third-level necromancy magic, it is all hidden from the public.

It is imperative to purchase and practice third-level magic.

There is no need to say much about the magic plant seeds. Now that the new factory has been built, the production capacity has been gradually increased. The original 200 green peach plants are not enough.

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

During the battle with William, Raven discovered that the second-level dragon locust wood staff could no longer meet his current needs.

The bonus of third-level magic is limited, and the first- and second-level magic stored in it is difficult to exert miraculous effects.

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

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

One of them is that it is expensive. A third-level staff costs at least 1 gold coins, and the quality varies greatly.

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

In this case, it would be better to do it in one step, directly buy the raw materials, and make a staff by hand.

Fifth-level raw materials can withstand up to fifth-level enchantments. As Raven's own magic power increases and his enchantment skills improve, 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 8 gold coins.

Perhaps it was because Raven bought enough and the Magic Guild paid enough attention to it, and in just four days, the goods he ordered were delivered.

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

At first glance, this tree root doesn't look like a plant.

The roots were grayish white in color, and several roots as thick as human arms were tangled together, as if someone had used great force to twist several stone bars together.

Its surface is so hard that even steel cannot leave the slightest mark on it, but it is very warm to the touch. If you gently input magic power into it, the entire root will light up with a blue magical light, illuminating the fibers clearly.

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

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

Raven ran his hand across its surface, slowly removing the magic power and taking out the enchanting tools.

Prepare to start making a staff that truly belongs to you.

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(End of this chapter)