Imperial Crown

After receiving the notice, Fiona stood in front of the desk and quietly looked at the environment of the study.

Raven's study is like many nobles and big shots. There are many books lined up on the bookshelves, but except for the brown scars left by time, they look as new as when they were bought.

Only the thick ancient books on the desk seemed to be frequently read.

This made Fiona feel a little confused.

Baron Raven showed far more wisdom than any of her tutors and professors in college, and his conversation was not as empty as many nobles, but with a lot of professional knowledge, which showed that he was not an ignorant playboy. .

But where does his knowledge come from?

This question lingered in Fiona's mind, making Raven's image even more mysterious.

The door opened, and Fiona shivered and quickly stood up straight.

Raven walked past her, sat behind the desk, and pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit down."

"Yes." Fiona lowered her head and sat down, not daring to look at Raven.

Raven didn't care about this, as long as she could do things, it didn't matter whether she looked at him or not, so he said straight to the point: "I hope to build a monument outside Eagle Castle. You will be responsible for the specific design. My request is that it should be completed as soon as possible." , and it must reflect the purpose, can it be done?”

Fiona's voice was as low as a mosquito: "Although I have dabbled in architecture, I have not done in-depth research..."

"That's enough." Raven didn't want to create a miracle right away: "I'll give you three days to make the drawings."

As a top student, the thing she is not afraid of the most is homework. Fiona nodded vigorously: "...No problem!"

"However, what are your specific requirements? If it is to commemorate your defeat of the 'Sand King', do you want to appear as a magician, or as a noble and classic knight?"

Raven shook his head: "No, this statue was not erected for me."

"Oh...ah?" Fiona raised her head and looked at Raven in surprise.

In fact, when Raven said that he wanted to erect a statue, she was cursing in her heart. She felt that the Baron was too self-righteous. He just defeated a group of horse thieves, but he was in a hurry to erect a statue for himself without fear of being laughed at.

But the Baron was so terrifying that she didn't dare to refute him at all.

Fiona asked her doubts: "Then, for whom are you going to build a monument?"

"For the soldiers." Raven's voice was low and calm, but it sounded like thunder in Fiona's ears: "For all the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to maintain the peace and prosperity of the Eagle Territory before, this time, and in the future. "

"What?" Fiona was so shocked that her features stretched out.

Soldiers, the most important group in the war, were not considered by Fiona at all.

Because this is so abnormal.

Monuments are not uncommon on the Middles continent. There are bronze statues of the ancestors of the Slater family in Monen City, and sculptures of the heroes of the Fox family in Hovey City. It is said that in the royal capital, there is even a majestic monument like the miraculous Keynes I.

But these all have nobles as the absolute protagonists. Even if the soldiers appear on them, they are just insignificant footnotes.

Fiona finally understood why Raven put her, and not her grandfather Gordon, in charge. He would definitely not agree to such an "outrageous" thing.

When she thought that what she was going to design was probably the first soldier-themed monument in the Cairns Empire, Fiona suddenly became excited and even forgot her nervousness: "Lord Baron, the significance of this work is extraordinary. I will definitely complete the task. !”

It's a good thing to be energetic, but Raven still emphasized: "Don't put too much pressure on me. I need you to take into account two things in this design."

Fiona immediately opened her notes and got ready to record.

He looks so much like old Gordon.

Lei Wen said: "First of all, it must reflect the sacrifice and dedication of the soldiers, but the overall style cannot be too miserable and needs to convey a positive spirit."

"Secondly, just use the materials that are already in the warehouse. The construction period is based on the premise that there are three hundred craftsmen, and the general shape and outline can be built within half a month."

Fiona wrote with flying speed: "I understand, you mean that we must grasp the key point of 'sacrifice spirit', but at the same time, the design should not be too complicated, otherwise it may lose its sophistication. "

"Absolutely." Raven smiled: "Any more questions?"

Fiona thought carefully, then nodded vigorously: "No, Lord Baron, I will hand over the design plan to you as soon as possible."

As the door closed, Raven was the only one left in the room again.

He knew why Fiona was so enthusiastic, and he also knew that his choice actually went beyond the common sense of nobles.

In the eyes of most nobles, the so-called soldiers are just cannon fodder and consumables, not worth mentioning at all. To erect statues for them is simply to rebel against Tiangang.

As a new member of the aristocratic circle, Raven should not have made such a radical move.

As we all know, a half-step ahead is a prophet, and a step ahead is a heresy.

Heretics will be burned on the stake.

But since coming down from the bloody high ground, he has been thinking about a question:

Are rules really that important?

The answer is, yes.

The premise is that the world is still functioning normally.

It had been more than a month since the transfer order was issued, so it would be fine if Raven didn't come back. Since he had returned to Eagle Castle, according to past experience, the special envoy of the Slater family should go directly to Eagle Castle and force him to send troops immediately.

However, the other party did not do this. Instead, he accepted the invitation honestly and has not taken any additional actions until now.

This can only mean one thing -

The order that used to operate in the province of Nord has collapsed.

The huge impact of the Death Hand's troubles can be seen, and at the same time, this also reminded Raven.

If you want to cause trouble, do it now.

Everything has an impact only when it is first spread, and then it will be slowly forgotten as time goes by. This is an irrefutable truth. No matter in the past life or in this life, there are countless similar examples.

Now that the province of Nord is in chaos, even if the news that he built a monument for his soldiers gets out, who will take care of it?

When the turmoil is over, it remains to be seen whether everyone still remembers this incident!

"This is called fishing in troubled waters!"

Since you want to touch it, you have to touch a few big ones.

The number of magic cores obtained this time is quite large. After rest and recuperation, the strengthening of the soldiers will also be put on the agenda. I still have four bottles of god-given potions left in my hand. There is no need to keep them this time. I will use them all on them. The more extraordinary, the more guarantee.

In addition, the war horses obtained in this batch are unified and strengthened.

With a plan in mind, Raven reviewed the Elvish language for a while and then went to have lunch.

"Raven!" The door opened and Nancy walked in energetically.

She was wearing a fiery red lace dress today. As she swayed, the round leather boots and white stockings under the skirt were revealed. She had a "Lolita" style, sweet and cute.

Two ponytails hung down on the side of her head. Nancy had a smile on her apple-like face, and her fangs were clearly visible: "I'm so bored lately, want to have lunch with me?"

With his experience in the bloody highlands, Raven had long lost his previous resistance to Nancy, and he closed the book with a smile after hearing this.

Just as he was about to nod and agree, he heard a knock on the door, followed by a familiar voice: "Lord Baron, something happened in the workshop!"

It's Poirot.

"Well..." Nancy frowned and stared at Raven:

"Don't go!"

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