Imperial Crown.

Chapter 2 Beauty, listen to my explanation!

"Forget it. I'm not interested in men." Raven gritted his teeth, pushed hard with his knees, strung the crossbow, and aimed at the monster in front of him again.

Seeing this scene, Donald couldn't help but look closely at his distant nephew.

He is 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned body. His black hair is combed back, revealing his broad and full forehead. In his deep eye sockets are a pair of black eyes. His nose is high and his nose wings are full, making his face three-dimensional and profound. He is a handsome man with a very masculine aura.

Typical Griffith family member.

"Oh, my dear nephew, I have to admit that I was wrong. I didn't expect that a scum who only knew how to cheat and deceive and hide under women's skirts all day long would have such calmness and courage."

"Not everyone can choose to resist at the first moment when faced with this situation."

"Maybe this is the bloodline of the Griffith family."

Donald lowered his eyes, his tone full of nostalgia: "If Ted and Monka were alive today, they would probably be this old."

"How did they die?" Raven knew the answer, but he asked it anyway because he needed time to recover his strength.

Donald sighed, "Ted is my most valued son. He has been calm and decisive since he was a child, and his talent in fighting skills is far beyond that of ordinary people. I didn't want to kill him!"

"But he's so weak!"

"I just cut his wrist, and he cried out in pain, begging me to spare him - the Griffith family does not need such a weak heir!"

Looking at Donald's ferocious face, Raven's mouth twitched: "Where's Monka?"

"Monka is a bastard!" Donald's voice suddenly rose several degrees, and he cursed: "I negotiated with him as a father and asked him to donate half of his blood, but he drew his sword against me and asked me to go to the Vatican to confess!"

"Of course I can't let such a rebellious son stay, so I killed him!!"

Raven resisted the urge to curse and asked, "What about Lisa? Was she too weak or did she disobey you?"

"Oh, little Lisa, my little angel." Donald smiled gently and spoke in a soothing tone, "She is really the kindest and cutest girl in the world. She inherited her mother's red hair and is as lively as a little deer. She always has a sweet smile on her apple-like face."

"You know, as a baron, there are many things to deal with, but no matter how busy I am, as long as I see her, all my troubles disappear."

Donald's mouth trembled and he showed a sick smile: "I still remember that night. It was her twelfth birthday. I brought Lisa here and dressed her up as beautiful as a doll."

"Daddy needs a little of your blood, just a little. I told her."

"Do you know how she answered me?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Raven decisively pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

He has always been very proud of his imagination, and can be said to have watched all the films in the world without any censorship in his mind!
But just through Donald's description, Raven could feel the despair and suffocation from the depths of his soul.

Moreover, he also found the best opportunity.

thump—

The crossbow arrow pierced through the skin and penetrated into Donald's forehead, but the sound was as dull as if it was shot into a ball of rubber.

Donald's head jerked back, almost touching his back, and then slowly straightened up with a creaking sound.

The huge pressure that suddenly poured into his head squeezed his eyeballs out of their sockets, and his chin became crooked, like a broken doll, but his voice did not stop:
"She said,
Dad, it hurts a little.

But I can still hold on, it doesn’t matter!
...Lisa is so cold...Can you hug Lisa?"

Raven's brows twitched wildly, and he slowly retreated while loading the last crossbow arrow!
Donald grabbed the tail of the crossbow arrow above his head, pulled it out, and threw it to the ground with a clang. The wound on his forehead began to heal at an odd speed:
"Oh, my little Lisa, I really didn't want her to die, but she was too young and had too little blood in her body. In order to complete the ritual, I had to do that..."

"Raven, this is all your fault!"

"If you had come to the castle earlier and done all this earlier, they wouldn't have to die, they wouldn't have to die!!!"

The distance between the two men was not far. Donald rushed to Raven in two steps. The latter had also finished loading the last crossbow arrow and raised his crossbow.

But before he could pull the trigger, Donald grabbed him by the chest, swung him up in a big circle, and threw him to the ground!

"Wow--"

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Raven's mouth, but he still held the crossbow tightly, aiming it at Donald's back, but did not pull the trigger immediately.

The latter turned around with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"It seems that you already know that you can't kill me now with this level of enchanted weapons."

"Raven, my dear nephew, I have to admit that you are calm, steady, and tenacious. You are indeed a qualified Griffith."

"Unfortunately, there is only one Griffith who can walk out of this secret room today, but it won't be you!"

Donald raised his foot and kicked Raven hard in the ribs. The latter was kicked into the corner like a broken bag.

But he immediately struggled and leaned against the wall, raised his crossbow with both hands and aimed at Donald, his head tilted up, his eyes full of disdain and contempt!

"Raven is already a complete scumbag, but compared to you, he is a saint!"

He choked and coughed violently, and the remaining blood overflowed from his nasal cavity. His face became paler and paler, and his breathing became more and more difficult. There was pain all over his body, as if he had a high fever of 40 degrees!
But those eyes were burning with the fire of unwillingness as they stared at Donald!

“I was complaining before about why the fuck I ended up in this fucking body, but now I understand.

I came here to kill you!"

Donald laughed wildly: "Hahahaha - kill me?"

He opened his arms and said, "This is the gift from the Mother of Pure Black, the immortal body bestowed by God!

Why do you want to kill me? With the toy in your hand?"

Maybe Raven did have some cleverness and showed more tenacity and calmness than he expected, but so what?
After all, he is just a mortal, not even a first-level transcendent.

He could already foresee the despair on Raven's face and the humiliation of powerlessness when this attack failed!
"Yes, kill you." Raven suddenly moved his hands down an inch, and the arrow that was originally pointing at Donald's heart was aimed at the latter's lower abdomen, and he decisively pulled the trigger of the crossbow.

With a "puff" sound, the crossbow arrow pierced through the skin and penetrated all the way!

Donald's expression suddenly changed. He tried to get closer to his abdomen with trembling hands, but his body was gradually losing control. His ten fingers began to twist and twitch in an extremely unnatural way, as if their bones were broken. Disbelief was written all over his face: "How could you, how could you find my weakness!?"

With a clang, Raven dropped the crossbow to the ground and reached out to grab the magic rapier in the corner. "The seemingly transparent skin is actually a camouflage like a painting. People will think you are still a humanoid creature at first."

"But you're not."

"You don't have a skull." He pointed at Donald's deformed head. "There is no humanoid creature without a skull, and no humanoid creature hatched from a pupa."

"You are more like an insect than a human."

Raven leaned against the wall, leaning on his rapier and slowly stood up. "Unfortunately, I know exactly where the insect's weak spot is."

"Impossible...Impossible!" Donald roared, with dark blood flowing out of his mouth. "The existence of Pupa Man is a secret that cannot be discovered even in the Church of Light. How did you know about it?!"

With a clang, Raven drew his sword from its sheath, a hint of mockery on his face:
“Have you never eaten silkworm pupae?

That's a good thing to go with your drink."

Donald's pupils dilated. There were never any bugs in the nobles' menu!

"Don't... don't kill me!" Donald's body was completely stiff, and black sticky fluid was leaking out of the wound on his abdomen: "I, I am the Baron of the Empire. If you kill me, you won't be able to walk out of this castle alive!"

Raven sneered, "The Griffith family is cursed by their bloodline. No man has ever lived past the age of forty."

"Uncle Donald, if I remember correctly, you are thirty-nine years old?"

"What's so surprising about you dying here today?"

Donald's pupils shrank in despair, and his lips trembled: "This... this..."

Raven intensified his attack: "I am now the first in line to the Griffith family."

"Once you die, I will be the next Baron, Raven Ota Griffith."

"I suppose your charm is not so great that others would offend the current baron?"

"And all this is thanks to you." Raven staggered to three steps away from Donald:
"Who made you kill your three children and your original wife with your own hands!?" He barely raised his arm, and the more than one-meter-long enchanted rapier lit up with a layer of pale white magical light, and raised his hand to stab Donald's lower abdomen!
"Do not--"

The rapier broke through the skin, penetrated into the flesh, and stabbed a hard object. Raven vaguely heard a baby crying. He gritted his teeth and thrust the sword forward another inch!
The surging energy rolled back along the sword, poured into Raven's body, rushed along his arms, and finally settled on his eyes.

In the soul, dozens of voices overlapped:
"Calmness in the face of adversity, wisdom in seeing through details, courage in challenging powerful enemies, and a soul that never surrenders!"

"I grant you... the key to unlock the shackles of the Griffith family's bloodline."

"【Eyes of Truth】!"

The sound disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed, but the scene before Raven was completely different.

He could see that a thick black gas was dissipating from Donald's standing stiff body. It was a trace of the power of the Mother of Pure Black.

The magic dagger in his hand and the enchanted crossbow arrow dropped on the ground were both flashing with a light green glow, which was a symbol of primary enchantment.

At this moment Raven understood that different enchanted items would have completely different colors in his eyes.

Green represents excellent, primary enchantment; blue represents excellent, intermediate enchantment; purple represents epic, advanced enchantment; gold represents legendary, legendary enchantment; dark gold represents the artifact.

"Is this the Eye of Truth, which can see the true nature of magical power?"

As if he had obtained a new toy, Raven looked around and found a blue light among the clothes that Donald took off in the corner.

Excellent props!

For a moment, Raven felt his steps became much lighter.

After all, who doesn’t like searching the corpse after killing the boss?
After squatting down and searching for a while, Raven held a glass bottle as thick as a thumb in his hand, with thick red liquid inside.

"Primary healing potion?" Raven scratched his head in confusion. "It's clearly a primary enchanted item, why is it emitting a blue light?"

But something is better than nothing. Raven opened the bottle and drank it all in one gulp. Immediately, a warm current flowed down his throat into his stomach and then flowed into his limbs.

Raven felt a tingling sensation and raised his arm. He saw that the wound he had cut was healing quietly without any trace. The dull pain between his chest and ribs also disappeared.

"Is this the effect of the primary healing potion? It's really magical. No wonder it's so expensive."

The primary healing potion sold by the Holy See of Light costs five gold coins per bottle, and Raven has never been willing to buy it.

Strangely, the blue light on the medicine bottle still did not dissipate.

"This is strange. Could it be that this medicine bottle itself is an intermediate magic item?" Raven was a little confused. He put the cork back in the bottle and was about to take it back when he found something wrong.

At the bottom of the bottle, which should have been empty, a layer of water light accumulated.

"This is……?"

Raven's eyes lit up, and he raised the bottle, his nails level with the water, and stared at it for a full minute.

A minute later, he was surprised to find that there was a little more liquid in the medicine bottle.

"Could it be that this medicine bottle can continuously and automatically generate primary healing potions!?"

Although I don’t know how long it takes to produce a bottle, one bottle is five gold coins!

Five!
One gold coin is equal to one hundred silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to one hundred bronze coins.

In the city of Mon'en, a pound of black bread cost three copper coins, a liter of milk cost ten copper coins, and five gold coins were enough for a well-off family to spend for a year.

In this remote Eagle Town, most people have never seen a gold coin in their lives, so having a few silver coins in hand is considered wealthy!

If he returned to Mon'en City now, just by selling healing potions with this bottle, Raven would become a small millionaire!
"Donald, you still have some wealth!"

Raven jumped up excitedly: "This initial BOSS reward is pretty good!"

Putting the bottle of medicine on his belt, Raven calmed himself down and his eyes fell on the woman who was still lying quietly on the ground.

She had dazzling wavy blonde hair and a delicate oval face that was as delicate as a baby's. Her eyes were closed, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her delicate lips were tightly pursed.

The priest's robe was made of cotton and was milky white in color. The edges of the two lapels were embroidered with golden patterns, and on the chest was a pair of sun and moon patterns embroidered in gold and silver. It was wrapped very tightly, squeezing the plump body and looking very three-dimensional.

90, 60, 92!

Although he had watched countless movies in his previous life and met countless people in this life, this was the first time that Raven had seen such a perfect figure.

The dazzling white light flowing in her body represents her identity as a second-level divine magician.

Lux, the only priest in Eagle Town Church.

"Does the Church of Light eat so well?" Raven scratched his head, walked to Lux, leaned over, and reached out his hand to her chest...

Above and below the nose.

"Fortunately, he's still breathing..." Raven breathed a long sigh of relief.

The Church of Light has a huge influence in the Kandi Empire. The coronation of every king is presided over by the Pope, and the status of the clergy is ridiculously high.

If this priest died in Eagle Town under unclear circumstances, Raven, let alone inheriting the title, being hanged would be a great blessing, and the stake would be his only destination!
After confirming that she was still alive, Raven's gaze moved to Donald's still stiff body, and his brows knitted tightly.

Anyone can tell at a glance that Donald is related to the evil god by looking at his current appearance.

Regardless of whether it is the Holy See of Light or the Keynes Empire, they have only one attitude towards things related to the evil god: it is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go.

Just two years ago, a case involving the summoning of an evil god occurred in the City of Mon’en. After the incident, half a block, sixty-five households, and more than five hundred people were all taken away by the Inquisition of the Church of Light, and no one has returned since then!

If people find out that Donald is related to the evil god, let alone inheriting the title, it would be a blessing for Raven to be able to go to the stake alive!
"Well, I'm lucky. I've been next to two stakes and I haven't been burned to death."

Although he joked with himself, Raven's expression was not relaxed.

The most urgent task is to get rid of the body of his cheap uncle before Lux wakes up!

But those who often kill people know that it is easy to kill someone but difficult to dispose of the body.

Donald's two-meter-tall body weighs at least two hundred kilograms.

Not to mention that Raven is having a hard time standing now, even when he was at his strongest, he couldn't move this dead pig!

"What should I do..." Raven slowly sat on the ground and began to think about the next countermeasures.

In the castle, there are three guards, a cook and a butler.

Outside the castle were Donald's second wife, Denise, and his stepson, Weston.

Seal the secret room and temporarily conceal the death?
No!

Leaving aside the chef for now, the chief guards and the butler are all Donald's confidants. If he deliberately conceals the truth, these people will definitely not obey his orders and may very likely side with Denise.

Fictional relatives are also blood relatives. Although they are ranked after oneself, Visdon also has the right of inheritance.

I must find a way to pull these two important figures in the castle onto my chariot!
A plan began to brew in Raven's mind. After repeated deductions, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"That's it!"

As he said this, he swung his arm vigorously and hit something soft.

It's trembling and feels really good!

Wait, what did I take a picture of?
Raven turned slowly and saw that his hand was placed on a tight priest robe, just covering the sun.

"Hmm..." With a soft snort, Lux opened her eyes, revealing charming eyes like azure gemstones.

Raven was very nervous: "Beauty, listen to my explanation!"

But at this moment, his hands were cramped and he grabbed twice!

……

(End of this chapter)