The brutal knight's words had a great effect, and immediately a dozen or so fellows, who were already ready to move, followed him to the door of the courtyard of the baths, where wealthy pilgrims were also entering. To their astonishment, in front of the porch decorated with polychrome curtains, there was also a sign with four stickers in between, on which were glued a writing medium that everyone had never seen before—a soft paper made of plant fibers, densely filled with Saracen, Greek, and Latin.

Two sergeants with rough writing stepped forward and looked at the first one, which contained several Bible and Gospel aphorisms, with sentences like "For the Lord Easter, for Seleucia, for the invincible Tri-Wing Division, for the Purple Princess and the Grand Duke."

They turned their gaze to the second, which showed the calendar of the immediate harvest and the dates on which the fairs of Zephilim, Aqum, Mut Valley, and Ramas were opened; The title of the third sheet reads "Welcome to join the garrison army of our hometown, defend our farmland and crops, and those who can ride horses and shoot arrows are given priority", the main body below is a pastel painting, St. Michael's archangel with a halo on his head, holding a spear in his left hand, full of dazzling armor, above which is a cherub with wings blowing a trumpet, and the archangel's right hand is making a gesture of pointing forward, as if facing all those who see him, the letters on the left side of the picture are "Joining the army, that is, the gospel and tax exemption", and the right is " The lord of the holy city needs the peasants to plow for him and the soldiers to carry the sword for him", and at the bottom there is a horizontal inscription, "I need you, Romans - St. Michael".

The knights and sergeants froze, and they felt their hearts struck by some divine power of the picture, which was much more grounded than the Mass in the church.

Of course, the most exciting is the fourth, it is the real "signboard" of this bath, immediately put a number of knights to see the nosebleeds coming out, in the lower right side of the paper, but without taboo printed ivory men and women **** picture, this is actually in the Roman society known for orthodox customs, it is not a big deal, and then it is densely written next to it, "If you spend sixty copper crocis coins in this bath, what kind of service will you get":

For example, "playing with the tongue of a string ball kitten";

For example, "shy nun dress";

For example, "the beautiful dragon that breathes fire and ice";

For example, "Stone Pillar Ascetic";

For example, with the addition of 20 copper coins, you can also enjoy the services of "Snake Banshee" or "Moonlight, Dawn and Laurel".

As a result, a knight, in the midst of the ridicule of his companions, "registered" in the crotch of his trousers before he took off his helmet and armor, shivered all over, and then died of shame, touched his helmet with a low face, and was unwilling to go in.

The Count of Blois was so embarrassed that he couldn't stop his subordinates from being happy, so he only rested his hands on his chest to confess to his wife Adella, and quickly followed Count Ryanstein in the direction of the Acropolis, "Who was that Scarface Knight just now, it seems to be more familiar." Ryanstein asked curiously.

Speaking of this, the Count of Blois sulked, and then with a tone of dissatisfaction, "He is not from Blois at all, he is a fellow from Barnaville named Sigmar, who mixed into my ranks when little Alexander was wandering, he had offended the priesthood of Upper Admar before, and it seems that he will only be able to use the sword to mix his life in the future." In this damned age, such people are simply everywhere like snakes in the desert and flies in the swamp. ”

"Oh?" Ryanstein shrugged his shoulders, then looked back at the sigma who was joining more and more people, shouting and laughing without shame, and swooping into the bathhouse.

The rest of the journey was made by Stephen from Blois, and Robert Brown. Curtis was even more amazed: the Acropolis, where the princess lived in purple, had begun to lay masonry on the two streets leading to the periphery, and had dug drainage canals to the sea on both sides of the road—a facility that they had only known of in two places, one was Constantinople of the Greek Emperor, and the other was the capital of the Spanish Umayyad monarchs, which the Greek Emperor's craftsmen had built with the support of the craftsmen.

Now there is a third place in the world that they know.

Walking into the small and delicate temporary court of the Acropolis, the princess sat behind the curtain of the banquet in the top hall, accompanied by the chief secretary Gottschalke and Count Ryanstein, and a fat eunuch served as the escort officer, to the surprise of the two earls who came from afar: the princess behind the curtain was majestic and dignified, with a small sunfish standing beside her, and a widow and a Qise sitting on the chair next to her, all of whom were noble. Even the Frankish nation, known for its respect for women, could hardly imagine that the women behind the curtain enjoyed the same power as Gawain in this country.

The feast was full of delicacies, including grilled mackerel, smoked whit, deer, wild boar, goat, all kinds of dried meat, buckets full of caviar, Robert. Curtis gulped down and marveled at the caviar that was only eaten by the poor of Greece, and that there were countless pies, cherries, vegetables, and Corinthian grapes, for which the princess is said to have spent no less than a hundred gold coins.

Stauracios, who was carrying the jug, stood in front of the curtain after pouring his wine again, and the princess pointed at him, and the fat eunuch listened attentively, and the princess spoke in the elegant court Greek, which was very pleasant: even Robert, who was munching on it, could not understand it, but with a look of envy, he had been completely conquered by the Greek school.

"Her Highness the Purple Princess said that the army of her father, the Roman Emperor and the thirteenth holy apostle of the earth, had made his way through the Phrygian mountain roads and was about to arrive here to save your pilgrims in dire straits. In this regard, she wants you to join her father as soon as possible and serve as a vanguard guide, because her favorite person, the Grand Duke of the Empire, is also on the battlefield of Antioch. ”

When the fat eunuch said the words, the Count of Blois's face was full of heart, and he and his wife and brother ran all the way here, of course, not to report to the Greek emperor, and then to drive the king, and then turn around and run back to the battlefield of Antioch!

His goal was to return to his hometown, and if he didn't have enough money, he would stay in Constantinople and wait for the calm ahead.

"Yes, I will leave tomorrow to report the news of Antioch City to His Majesty the Emperor." Finally, Stephen uttered this ambiguous word.

After the curtain was lowered, Anna's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Her Royal Highness the Princess in Purple expresses her sincere gratitude to the Earl, and she will send a cavalry to escort Your Excellency to her father's army tomorrow." Then, the fat eunuch waved one hand out and said. (To be continued.) )