Imperial Crown.

Chapter 635 Trump Flies Fighter Jet—Venting His Anger (and Excrement)
Inside the restaurant.

Apart from Lingling, who was clueless, and Elaine, who had just arrived.

The others all looked somewhat embarrassed.

Because the domineering figure at the door was none other than Julia, the mother of Melovieve, with a youthful face and large breasts.

Julia had originally come upstairs to see Melove, but happened to overhear the auction at the door. That's how the scene just now unfolded.

"22 million?!"

Denise finally spoke for the first time. Her voice held a hint of surprise, and a touch of skepticism. Where did Julia, a woman who only knew how to bury herself in cultivation every day, get so much money?!
Julia took out a storage ring and tossed it over.

Before Raven could reach out to take it, Denise's hand flashed with a ghostly light, and she snatched the ring away. Then, an barely suppressed smile appeared on her beautiful face, and with a flick of her wrist, the ring vanished without a trace. "Hmm," "Not bad," "Raven is yours now."

After saying that, she stood up gracefully and elegantly, and led Angie away.

The other women also hurriedly stood up and walked outside.

"Holy crap!" "Where's the money???"

Raven was speechless. "No," "Aunt...you..." He, Raven, had sold his body and made a huge sacrifice, and now he was being taken away like this?

Isn't this a real-life version of "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind"?

Everyone quickly left, leaving Raven sitting in a chair while Julia stood in the doorway. The two stared at each other, utterly embarrassed. Denise had taken the 22 gold coins right before their eyes, and Julia, judging by her expression, didn't dare utter a sound. This demonstrated just how terrifying Denise's status and authority were within the castle. The women feared her even more than Raven.

"Trump flies fighter jets—to vent his anger (and vomit)."

Lei Wen murmured a melancholy poem, lamenting the passing of spring and the coming of autumn.

I have a feeling that Denise is getting revenge on me, punishing me for what I just did.

"what?"

Julia frowned her beautiful brows and asked softly. Raven spoke up, which at least eased the awkwardness between them.

"Sigh." "It's nothing."

Raven shook his head. "Upstairs?"

"No!"

Julia shook her head in refusal, then walked over, took Raven's hand, and said with a smile, "Come with me, I'll take you to a nice place!" Julia was clearly in a good mood. However, she was still a little shy, like a young girl experiencing her first love.

She pried Raven's hand away, intertwined her fingers with his, and hugged his arm tightly. They laughed incessantly the whole way. Once outside the castle, Julia flagged down a carriage and named a place.

Raven's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with some surprise, "You're that rich?"

Julia smiled mysteriously, "You'll find out soon enough!"

Soon, the two arrived at the location.

This is none other than the Ai Xue Grand Hotel.

Julia went up to the top floor and opened the door. The layout and furnishings were very similar to a presidential suite. It was quite spacious, and one entire wall was made of glass. Standing on it, one could see almost the entire Snowmaple County... even Raven's Eagle Castle. His castle was only seven stories high. But the Snowmaple Grand Hotel had a full eighteen stories.

"This place..." "It must be very expensive, right?"

Raven asked hesitantly. Staying here for a week would probably cost tens of thousands of gold coins. However, he could understand Julia's situation. After all, Julia didn't like Eagle Hold and had never stayed there before. What made Raven even more suspicious was how Julia had suddenly become so wealthy. Wasn't she raised in an orphanage?

"Hmph," Julia suddenly snorted, "Silly boy, can't you guess yet? This Snowy Grand Hotel is mine!"

"puff--"

Raven exclaimed in surprise, spitting out all the coffee in his mouth.

"You...you...you...?" Raven stared at Julia in disbelief. Honestly, he never would have guessed! Julia had been possessed?! Or had she always been a soul that had transmigrated from Earth?!

"How is it?" "Pretty impressive, isn't it?"

Julia said proudly, "Who said I only know how to cultivate and can't make money?"

"Did you design this hotel?" "Did you also write the poems downstairs?"

Raven pressed for an answer.

"that is not."

Julia shook her head. "Tang San designed this hotel for me. He also helped me come up with that poem." "That's why I invested in this hotel. Nobody knows about it except Fiona." "I asked her not to tell anyone."

"So it was him?" Raven suddenly realized, thinking to himself, "Then everything makes sense."

"Father, tell me, is Tang San really your illegitimate son?" "And is that guy named Perozius also your illegitimate son in the capital?"

As Julia helped Raven clean the coffee off his clothes, she asked curiously, "But Perozus doesn't resemble you as much as Tang San." "Tang San not only has the same black hair and black eyes as you, but also possesses extraordinary intelligence just like you."

"..."

Raven nodded. "That's possible."

"Oh, right," Raven suddenly remembered something, "how did you and Tang San meet?"

Julia smiled somewhat sheepishly. "Once, I got really drunk at a tavern and passed out on the street. Tang San and Sherlock Holmes happened to run into me while they were patrolling the streets at night and took me home." "They're both Hawkeye Guardians now." "That's how we met." Julia hesitated for a moment, then added, "But they seemed to be short of money. So they designed this hotel for me and charged me a design fee."

"I originally intended to give them 200 gold coins. However, at the time, I was still in debt due to investing in this hotel." "So Tang San accepted 100 gold coins." "Later, after the hotel became profitable, I planned to give him more. However, Tang San refused, saying that although he was poor, he would never accept charity."

Julia's tone was full of admiration and praise for Tang San. "This kid is really good."

Julia is now nearly 30 years old, and strictly speaking, she, like Heyaz, belongs to the second generation within the territory. Tang San, on the other hand, is not yet 20 years old, making him a true third-generation member. The two are about 10 years apart. Therefore, it's not inappropriate for Julia to call Tang San "child." However, looking at her baby face, Raven always felt a sense of incongruity.

This face looks almost exactly like Julia Jean's when she was 15 years old.

Through the dark gray wool sweater, the plump and exaggeratedly large watermelon-sized flesh sent a chill down my spine.

"Hmm... Could you help me make an appointment with Tang sometime?"

Raven glanced at it, sensed something was wrong, and looked away, saying...

However, the next moment, there was a loud bang.

Julia flashed her fighting spirit, and the magical lamps in the room immediately went out, plunging the entire room into darkness.

“Daddy…”

A gentle, watery murmur, a decadent and alluring moan, immediately filled Raven's ears with a fragrance as sweet as orchids, lingering there for a long time, impossible to shake off.

……

Ouch——

The clouds are low and the moon is dim, its pale light shimmering on the waves.

Nord Province, Snow Maple County, Snow Maple Territory, Green Forest Town.

On a mountaintop overgrown with trees.

A graceful figure appeared here. She wore an angel-feather cheongsam, thick black stockings, and high heels with silver rhinestone toes. A silver-white fur cape draped over her shoulders, and she wore round, thick glasses. She had short, silver hair. From afar, she truly exuded both sexiness and nobility, her beauty beyond compare.

"call…"

It was already very cold in the Nord Province in late October. Fiona tightened her cloak, rubbed her hands, which were red from the cold, and breathed on them to warm them.

Ever since the orc army entered the territory, such wolf howls have been heard every night.

At first, it caused panic and fear among the people, but as time went on, everyone gradually got used to it.

"Fei'er!!"

Before long, a shout of surprise mixed with urgency rang out. A man, dressed in rags, disheveled and looking like a wild man, burst out of the old forest.

"No...don't come any closer!!"

Fiona was startled and backed away, instinctively covering her nose. But perhaps realizing it wasn't a good idea, she quickly put it down.

"You," the man said, utterly dejected. "Now, even you despise me?" Howell murmured, his eyes brimming with tears, his voice filled with utter grievance.

When he was still a viscount, he pursued Fiona relentlessly for five or six years. Back then, he was willing to spend lavishly to win her favor. Now, however, he is destitute, having fled into the deep mountains and forests, subsisting on wild fruits and drinking morning dew. He is no longer human, living a life of apathy, forced to eke out a living in this desolate mountain.

The culprit behind all this is none other than that damned Raven!

Howell, as the son of Viscount Broca, should have inherited the title and the Scorpionhold. However, Raven orchestrated a "March exoneration," believing the lies of the common people and arresting him on trumped-up charges. He was imprisoned for a full year, and subsequently stripped of his title, demoting him to a free man.

Yes! Raven didn't kill himself. But what he did was more painful than killing himself.

After becoming a free man, Howell, though disheartened, intended to live a quiet life, biding his time and waiting for an opportunity. However, the knights and scoundrels who had once served under him in Scorpion Territory constantly picked fights with him, beating him up every few days. Unable to bear the beatings any longer, Howell fled to the outskirts of Mountain Territory and Snow Maple Territory, where he hid.

The mountain territory had long been abandoned and turned into a ghost town. Baron Hudson's castle had also become a notorious ghost castle.

I heard that Raven plans to set up a large magic array here. I wonder if it's true or not.

Howell hid here for more than half a year.

For the past six months, he had never given up trying to contact Fiona. It was through the Skyhawk platform.

Unexpectedly, Fiona actually came tonight. Howell was initially very excited, thinking that Fiona still cared about him, but now Fiona's behavior revealed nothing but her disdain for him.

"Howell," "Don't misunderstand."

As Fiona took out bedding, clothes, drinks, roast chicken, and beef from her spatial ring, she said calmly, "I know you used to be very good to me." "But I never agreed to anything with you, did I?" "I have someone I like."

After putting her things down, Fiona slowly backed away until she felt she had a safe distance before saying softly, "You're a good person."

"..."

Howell.

"I came here today for no other reason than to bring you some food."

"Don't contact me again." - Howell

"Lord Raven is back." "I'm afraid he'll find out." "And misunderstand me."

Fiona stood at a distance and earnestly gave her instructions.

Howell: ...

Before Howell could speak again, Fiona turned and left, disappearing into the dense forest.

"Waaaaah" "Waaaaah" "Waaaaah..."

Howell pounced on him like a hungry wolf, stuffing meat into his mouth while trying to suppress his sobs but unable to stop.

A biting, cold wind howled and whistled. The chilling howls of wolves echoed loudly and mournfully.

Together they created an increasingly bleak atmosphere.

He cried so bitterly...

The crying was so heart-wrenching...

The way they cried was so pitiful...

At that moment, Howell thought of many things: his father Broca, his mother, and his past self...

Lying on the ground like a wild dog, it cried even more fiercely.

It is so moving that it breaks the heart of anyone who hears it and brings tears to the eyes of anyone who sees it.

click-

Behind me came the sound of dry branches breaking.

Broca turned around, a strange smile on his face. "Fiona!!!!!!!!!" "So this is why you came to see me today!!!!!!!!!" He roared like thunder.

under the moonlight.

Two figures slowly appeared.

A mask with a sheep's head on its face. A mask with a rooster's head on its face.

The mask was exquisitely crafted and even enchanted, capable of shielding against mental detection.

Without even guessing, Broca knew that these two men belonged to Raven and had come to take his life.

If Fiona's rejection had only broken his heart before, the appearance of these two people now filled Howell with utter despair.

Only now did Howell realize that Fiona, despite her social anxiety, was never the naive and innocent girl he had imagined. Instead, she was a cunning and ruthless woman adept at concealing her true nature. This reminded him of a rumor: Fiona had once purchased large quantities of sawdust, processed it into food, and distributed it to the serfs, hoping to transform them into voracious, insatiable creatures.

He used to scoff at it. Now, however, he's starting to waver.

An inappropriate image flashed into her mind—in the darkness, Fiona pushed up her glasses, and a dangerous white light gleamed from her lenses!
Howell slowly got up from the ground and took a greatsword from his storage ring.

From the moment he met the two women whose identities he did not know, Howell never asked a single question, let alone begged for mercy.

Yes!
He truly didn't want to live anymore. He had lost the will and motivation to live. But that didn't mean he wanted to die right now.

"Howell," "I advised you 15 years ago."

The woman wearing the sheep mask slowly spoke, shaking her head and sighing, "What a pity. Back then, you were full of vigor and wouldn't listen to anything. Just like now, you are taciturn and can't say anything."

Howell swallowed hard, his face grim. "Manson?" "Oh no, it's Mansonine?!"

Howell once publicly contradicted Raven when Raven was just a baron, while his father was a viscount. Naturally, Howell disapproved of Raven's behavior. But afterwards, he was stabbed in the backside. That person was none other than Mansani, disguised as a man.

After so many years, Howell thought she had long since left Snowmaple County and returned to Mon'en City.

Unexpectedly, he had been secretly kept in the shadows by Raven all along.

"Take your own life." "You are no match for me."

"That's what Mansani said casually, with a condescending tone."

Since obtaining the Doumu Elixir, she has broken through to the third-tier transcendent level. Howell, on the other hand, has only reached the second tier in all these years.

"Does being Raven's dog make you this proud?!"

Howell was furious. He wasn't angry that Mansani was coming to kill him, but rather that she acted so superior, as if carrying out Raven's orders was some glorious and noble thing.

"Why?!" "Why are you all willing to submit to Raven?!"

"He's nothing but a piece of trash who can be tossed around anywhere!"

His battle aura surged like boiling water as Howell roared in defiance, instantly unleashing his battle technique [Thousand Mountains Shake], which conjured up a series of shadowy, verdant peaks behind him. These peaks thundered down upon Mansani!

"Humph"

A cold snort erupted, and Mansani's body also crackled with battle aura, forming a deep green battle aura armor that firmly protected her. Not only that, her entire size also increased considerably.

"The Corruption Knight?!"

Howell felt a chill run down his spine. A sense of impending doom washed over him!

Crack!

Mansani grabbed Howell's greatsword! The towering mountains formed by Howell's battle technique behind him were abruptly disrupted, instantly exploding into a continuous barrage of crackling and glowing dust, like fireflies swarming under a starry night. The scene was both spectacular and beautiful! "Slap!" The next moment, Mansani, clad in thick aura armor, swung her right hand and slapped Howell across the face, sending him flying!
"Uh-"

Howell let out a piercing scream and was sent flying.

However, before he could land, Mansani bent down, then suddenly leaped into the air and threw a punch.

boom

Howell smashed a huge crater in the ground.

There was no further movement.

……

(End of this chapter)