"What, they want me to provide grain?" The Duke of Bemessi thought that something was wrong with his ears, and this belated army even had the cheekiness to ask him for food supplies.

"Yes, Lord Duke, Lord Baron Bruce said that if he can't settle his soldiers, he won't be able to enter the castle with peace of mind, and ask you for an explanation." The duke's palace minister said helplessly, he really couldn't understand how a noble baron with a title could bargain like a vendor in the market.

"Let him eat shit!" Duke Bermessi scolded angrily, his nose was about to be crooked by the disgraceful baron, and the grain offered to the vassals was at best symbolic, and Bruce took it for granted, for the first time in the duke's history.

"Why should the Duke be angry with Baron Locke?" Sir Hilton on the side hurriedly persuaded him, he didn't expect Bruce to have the courage to come to the castle after fooling the duke.

"Your Excellency, then I will refuse this impudent request." Seeing that the Duke of Bemessi was furious, the palace minister hurriedly bowed to the duke and prepared to reject Bruce, but at this moment, Sir Hilton stopped the palace minister.

"Lord Duke, you must not do this." Sir Hilton said with a serious expression.

"Oh?" The Duke of Bemessi glanced at Sir Hilton impatiently, although he was impatient, but Sir Hilton represented the Countess Randall, a powerful earl could not be easily offended.

"If the Duke refuses Baron Bruce's request at this time, don't forget the tragedy in Ulysses in the past." Sir Hilton reminded the Duke.

"Ulysses?" The Duke of Bemessey gasped, and at Sir Hilton's reminder he remembered the famous event of a long time ago.

The so-called Ulysses is a principality in the northwest of the empire, which borders the kingdom of Bru, but it is blocked by a continuous mountain range, but the mountain range has a valley gap, whenever the kingdom of Bruise wants to invade the empire, it will try to break through this valley gap, so in the era of the third emperor of the empire, a castle was built here, and the name was Ulyssesburg.

Whenever the Purmen Bruce Empire fell into civil strife, the king of the Bru Kingdom would be reminded of his inheritance of many of the empire's domains, the most recent of which was the battle between the Black and White Kings. When the Black King and the White King fought for the inheritance of the empire, King Blue's elite troops gathered in the direction of Ulysses.

"But the Black King had long anticipated the movements of the Blue Kingdom, and after he quickly defeated the White King, he immediately ordered half of his vassal troops to assemble in Ulysses, which can be said to be a wise order, but ~~." Sir Hilton said to the Duke.

"I see what you mean, my father is one of the vassals." Duke Bemesi's eyes darkened, and he sat back in his chair, where the old duke spent the rest of his life in a wheelchair babbling about the tragedy of the time.

The tragedy of Ulysses is the most widely spread story on the continent, and half of the imperial vassals are numbered in the tens of thousands, and the proud nobles of the empire believe that when they appear at the mouth of the valley, the knights of King Blue will immediately retreat.

However, to everyone's surprise, King Blue's army did not withdraw, and the two sides confronted each other across the valley, and for a whole month, the men and horses on both sides could almost hear each other's voices and see the expressions on each other's faces.

"Ah~, the tragedy of Ulysses, what we didn't expect was that the small Duchy of Ulysses simply couldn't afford such a large number of troops, and the grain hastily carried by the vassals was quickly eaten, and the Duke of Ulysses, after providing half of the barn grain, found that if he continued to provide it, he and his subjects would not be able to survive the harsh winter, so the duke hastily closed his warehouse, which angered the vassals." Sir Hilton said slowly.

"How ironic, the frontier principality originally established to protect the empire was violently attacked by the imperial vassal soldiers, after burning and looting Ulyssesburg, the rampage soldiers actually hanged the duke's family at the head of the city, chaos and disorder spread further, the entire principality was looted, and at the same time, the vassals who had long been suspicious of each other attacked each other and killed each other, and my father was also plotted at that time." Duke Bemessi said with a wry smile.

"Yes, what's even more ridiculous is that King Blue's soldiers watched this scene in amazement, and the reason why they didn't receive the order to withdraw was simply because King Blue's herald got lost halfway." Sir Hilton sighed, all the coincidences eventually caused Ulysses to scream, and when the Black King reacted and hurriedly led his direct troops to arrive, only a scene of life was left.

"Hmph, some people say that the reason why the herald got lost is the work of witches and devils." Duke Bemessi snorted coldly, he didn't believe in so many coincidences, but he finally understood what Sir Hilton meant.

If the rebels entrenched in the east of their territory are direct enemies, but in fact, the vassals under their command are not another hostile force, and the power of the vassals is like a double-edged sword, if they can't be effectively controlled, they may hurt themselves, so appeasing the vassals is also the art of ruling.

"My minister, go to the barn and give Baron Bruce the food he needs." Duke Bemessi thought that before the war, it was best not to let these small things affect the overall situation, and the most direct consequence of the tragedy of Ulysses was that the Kingdom of Blue bloodlessly forced the Black King to cede the land, and finally reached a peace agreement at the cost of ceding the entire land of Ulysses.

"A wise decision, my Lord Duke." Sir Hilton hurriedly said to the Duke, secretly relieved in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh that he had overfulfilled the task assigned by the countess.

Five carriages loaded with grain drove out of the castle and into Bruce's camp, and the jaws of the vassal soldiers who had been watching the excitement on the side were about to drop.

"The Duke actually gave them grain?"

"This, how is this possible?"

"What does this guy have to do with the Duke?"

"Is the Locke family so powerful? Even the Duke had to endure it. ”

The soldiers watched five cartloads of grain piled up in Bruce's quirky camp, envious but helpless, as strange rumors began to spread that Bruce was actually the Duke's illegitimate son.