Although Charles was reluctant to admit it, that bastard's swordsmanship was indeed a bit brilliant. After a while, he cut several holes in Charles's clothes, and the blood gradually made red marks on the clothes.

Sweat began to sweat on Charles' forehead, but he knew that victory would be his own.

Baron Mika stabbed his sword straight at Charles, and then changed to an upward pick halfway through, and Charles had just deliberately eaten him a few swords just now to wait for him to make this move. He staggered the blade of Baron Mika's sword to the side, and then he took a big step forward, the sword in his hand stabbing straight forward.

At this moment, Baron Mika's high-raised sword didn't have time to defend himself, and Charles pierced his heart with a single sword. Immediately afterward, Charles pulled the bloody sword out of Baron Mika's chest with great force, and then brought a large cluster of blood in the air.

The baron's sword fell to the ground, and there was an exclamation from the crowd, and he slowly sat down to the ground, clutching the wound on his chest. The doctor from the Baron's Court hurriedly approached him to check on him, shook his head and sighed at his pleading gaze.

He knew he was going to die, his eyes gradually turning gray, and he glared at Charles with hatred, his face pale from the loss of blood. He said to Charles, "Your sister is a stinky bitch, I will never regret killing her, your family is a bunch of mongrels, a bunch of mongrels!" ”

Charles was angry and couldn't help but want to open a few more big holes in his body, but then the village chief on the side grabbed Charles tightly: "My lord, enough, enough!" Isn't there enough blood here? Isn't the fear here deep enough? Think about yourself, think about your sister, and stop being impulsive! “

Charles slowly calmed down, and he looked at his brother-in-law coldly. It was he who was lying there and not himself, and he had absolutely no need to be angry about the dog barking of the loser. Charles looked him in the eye contemptuously and said word by word, "Baron Mika, you are an incompetent coward. “

Visibly enraged by Charles's words, he tried to jump up and reach out to grab him, but then his body twitched a few times and he collapsed there and never moved again.

The blood gradually spread under his body, flowing to Charles's feet, and the crowd around him fell silent, they all looked at Charles with terrible eyes, although Charles was the victor at the moment, but he couldn't help but want to escape.

Charles suppressed this emotion and said to the crowd around him, "I'm the lord of Sebanla, the viscount of the Empire!" I have won this duel, and whoever asks you in the future will be witnesses to this sacred duel, in the name of God! “

The crowd around him was still quiet, and he felt more and more uncomfortable if no one catered to him. He bent down, wiped the blood from his sword with a handkerchief on the ground, and left the place without looking back.

The crowd watched as he left the village, until Charles felt relieved that the people in the village could no longer see him.

Despite such an unpleasant incident, Charles still had no time to feel sorry for his sister, and it occurred to him that perhaps Viscount Hou An was also a person who could prove his identity well. So he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the territory of Viscount Hou'an.

Towards the end of the evening, Charles finally arrived at the territory of Viscount Houan, and the gates of his "castle" were closed, and the occasional figures on it proved that no one had gone to the empty building yet.

A man with a strange helmet poked his head out and glanced at Charles, who obviously recognized it, and hurriedly said something to the people behind him, and then the gate of the castle opened from the inside.

Charles rode slowly into the castle, and the man came to his horse, and he realized that this man was the Viscount Houan, who had not been seen for a long time.

Charles quickly jumped off his horse and saluted him and explained his intentions: "Dear Viscount Houan, I need your proof that I am the rightful heir of Sebala, so that I can convince Lord Pippin of Rezk to send troops to help me retake my homeland. “

He gave Charles a deep look, and pushed Charles to follow him into the hall, Charles didn't understand why he did it, but after all, he asked for something, so Charles did it anyway.

Viscount Hou An waved his hand away from all the servants in the hall, and only looked at Charles when the hall was completely silent.

"Listen, child, I understand your desire to take back your homeland, and I can understand you, but you're going in the wrong direction."

Charles didn't understand what he meant, and he did a good job of expressing his doubts.

Viscount Hou An let out a long sigh and said, "According to the laws of the empire, you do have the right to ask for help from other nobles, but what is the current situation? The northerners have touched the plains of Rezk without us knowing it, while our nobles are still cheating, each trying to protect himself and step on the other's feet. If you want Pippin's old slippery head to help you, you might as well wait for the dinar to fall from the sky. ”

The sun had gradually set over the horizon, and the whole world was a sad blood red. Charles silently looked at the man in front of him, he was his last hope.

He clearly saw Charles's begging, and sighed and said, "It's not that I don't help you, you also see it, my territory is only a dozen soldiers, and the other peasants have no role at all." Whether or not I can hold my territory is a question, let alone a head-on confrontation with the enemy. But I have a good idea here that might be able to help you. ”

Hearing this, Charles excitedly took his hand and asked what the solution was.

"Go to the Imperial Capital, His Majesty Harris IV will definitely support you! Child, the empire is with you! ”

Charles looked at the notoriously good old man in front of him, and at the moment he gave him a vague feeling under the light of the torch.

The viscount looked at Charles, and suddenly took out a wallet from his pocket, the wallet was bulging, and he said to Charles: "Listen, child, take this, you will need it, the officials in the imperial capital are a group of people who eat people and do not spit out bones, and it is impossible for you to see Your Majesty without feeding them." ”

Charles looked at him gratefully, not knowing what to say, but he just waved his hand and told Charles that he probably wouldn't need it anymore.

"No, believe me, Lord Hou An, I swear, I will be able to persuade His Majesty to send troops, you must wait for me to come back!"

He didn't speak, just looked at Charles and smiled, then he turned around and took out a letter from behind his back: "Take this, my little friend, it's better to have him than nothing, when you get to the imperial capital, go find a clerk named Larov, he is my relative, he will help you." Now kid, let's go, time waits for no one! ”

They walked out of the hall and into the courtyard, where Viscount Hou had his servant take a chestnut mare from his stable and give it to Charles: "Your wind is exhausted, you can't reach the imperial capital with her alone,"

Charles thanked him sincerely, mounted the horse, took the dry rations he had had been prepared, said goodbye to him, and left his territory.

He is going to the imperial capital.