Walking into the well-packed council room, the original semi-circular conference table has been removed, leaving only the Duke's throne standing alone in the middle, and the people who come in can only look up at the master of the hall from the bottom up, a little too high to be cold, and the guards are also standing far away, making the hall empty and deserted, but very majestic.

In the middle of the hall stood four heavily armed soldiers, who were protecting a mummy-like bundle in front of and behind, and Kohler, seeing my puzzled eyes, hurriedly ordered the soldiers to untie the sturdy strips of cloth, revealing the white and delicate sweet face of Miss Knight, but now because of the long time of holding her breath and grievances, her face was very tempting, like a freshly ripe apple, exuding a tempting fragrance from the inside out.

"Hmmm! Well! ”

Khloe cleared his throat to warn me not to lose my temper in front of the public, and I withdrew my thoughts and stopped in front of Miss Knight, untied the strip of cloth that was wrapped around her mouth, and before I could speak, she scolded her blood.

"You shameless hillbilly, a bug with no honor to speak of! Ignoring the sacred rules of dueling, refusing the knight's fair challenge, and treating me so rudely, you must know that it is ......"

Before she could finish speaking, I re-sealed her mouth with a strip of cloth, and the soldiers on both sides held her struggle, and I made a silent gesture with my index finger, and shook my finger elegantly, and said softly:

"You must know that you are now my captive, and I will teach you a wise saying: people are under the roof and have to bow their heads. Do you understand? Now you are the lamb on the chopping board, and I am the jackal who sharpens the knife, you have to figure out your own position, and if you understand it, you will nod, and we will continue to talk, if you continue to make trouble, play your princess temper, although I never bully women, but there will always be exceptions for the first time, I will put you back in the church cellar, let the swarms of rats play games with you, maybe when I think of you as a noble princess, I guess you will have become a real bed bug. ”

The knight's eyes widened at me, and her complicated eyes were full of contempt and anger, which made me feel as if I was in a purgatory of fire, and I couldn't help but shudder, as uncomfortable as a ghost:

"Alright! You win, untie her. ”

I waved helplessly, and asked the soldiers to untie all the strips of cloth on her body, but still tightly controlled her hands and feet, God knows if the little girls will suddenly pounce on me and scratch me into a flower-faced cat, the only weapon on her body now is broken to jagged nails, in case I get infected or something, I really can't find a rabies vaccine.

I ordered one of my attendants to bring her a chair to sit down, and the soldier dutifully held her down, and I boldly pressed my sword at my waist and asked:

"Honorable Miss, first of all, I want to apologize to you, I didn't mean to offend your honor, at that time I just wanted to fight quickly, because you also know our situation, the lonely army is suspended, the fighter plane is changing rapidly, once you can't grasp it, you will definitely die without a place to be buried, I think you are also a smart person, you will definitely understand what I said, the military situation is greater than everything."

Alia didn't speak, but it seemed that her mood was slowly stabilizing, and the flushing on her face was gradually fading, and the whole person seemed to be quickly frozen by frost, like a blue enchantress in a refrigerator, beautiful but repulsive.

"Rest assured, I swear in the honor of a viscount and knight of the Third German Reich that after the war is over, I will personally send you home to reunite with your relatives."

I crouched down from a distance to look at her face, and continued in a gentle voice as much as I could: "Your father, Duke Cresenti's city, I did not plunder it, and my personal belongings were well protected, you should be able to see my sincerity, the fall of Ravenna I don't think I need to say, you all know the impact of this city on the whole battle, you have already lost, and the rest is only a matter of time." ”

I am not saying this alarmist, the Venetian flat-bottomed warships are heading up the Po River, transporting countless German soldiers to the rear of Mantua, cutting off all supplies and water sources outside the city, the enemy in the city will not last long before surrendering, the gate to Rome has basically been opened, many of the Italian nobles who participated in the rebellion have changed their banners, and with a patchwork of rabble, they go to the camp of His Majesty the Emperor to kiss the dust under his feet, and the Cresentie family mansion will be scattered and become the end of the crossbow.

"You called me here to say these things to me? Randy the Despicable? ”

Alia unceremoniously called me by my nickname to show her contempt for me, perhaps in her eyes I was the crowned clown from the northern forest.

"Praise the great German Empire together, regain rule over northern Italy!"

I pursed the corners of my mouth, this stubborn little temper is very wrong, but now I can only continue to say hard:

"I mean, you don't want to end up in the dark, so why not die less? As long as you can write a letter of persuasion in your own hand, persuading the old duke to stop resisting, I am sure that His Majesty the Emperor will forgive him as before, I promise God! "Anyway, I'm not familiar with God, so there's nothing wrong with using him as a shield.

Arya snorted and laughed, my whimsy visibly amused one of her nerves:

"My father has repeatedly defected to Germany since the time of Emperor Otto II, and you think he is a wall-rider who can surrender again at any time? My father was a hero of Italy, he was there to save this continent that was about to sink under the authority of the German Emperor, whether it was the Byzantines or the Germans, or the eager but weak French, those filthy and filthy imperial deeds, which would never taint the pure soul of Italy, we were born free, and it has been like this since the time of the Republic, it was, it is, and it will always be! ”

Co-authored that your family is a great proletarian fighter who thinks of himself as a salted egg Superman who saves the earth and fights monsters? And what about the warehouses full of grain and gold coins, and the impoverished rural peasants, whose souls should be bound to the lord's land?

I easily found many flaws in her words, but I didn't bother to explain to her the simple people-oriented ideas and the concept of class democracy, so I simply gave up the idea of persuading the old duke to surrender, and I didn't have to be the protagonist in the next war!

The first two big ones were still babbling and teaching their father how great the knight lady was, and I brought the bull and told him to keep a third of the gold coins in the cellar, and the remaining half to the Venetians, and half to be handed over to His Majesty the Emperor.

I was whispering in person, when suddenly there was a buzzing voice outside the castle, and the sound of an obscure metal winch slowly closing the iron gate.

"What's wrong?" I asked a soldier who had just run in through the door.