Prince Otto's brother, Henry Jr., was a funny and humorous fellow, and he accepted Arrod's invitation to a banquet, in which he had no prince's shelf at all, and everyone from the nobles to the ordinary servants was able to talk very pleasantly, and he looked like a noble son in the center of society. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"If it's in the next life, it must be the type of school grass in college that makes you hate it so much, but you can't help but want to make friends with him!" Arold drank the mellow wine and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Lord Arrod, although your banquet is good, there are no beauties or court entertainers, it is really a bit boring!" Little Henry staggered over to Arrod's side with a wine glass, and said with a complaining expression.

"There's no way around it, after all, we've just ended the war." Arrod shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"Really? Ah, how do I get through this long night? Little Henry frowned, looking pained, he was at this age when he liked to be playful, but in this city that was still under military control, there was really not much for him to enjoy.

"Well, I have an idea." Arold touched his chin and looked at little Henry, he thought of a way to entertain him, so he said to little Henry.

"Oh, what's the idea?" Little Henry's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly looked at Arrod with expectant eyes.

"First, have the servants gather up some blank hard parchment." Arold smiled slightly and said to little Henry.

"It's easy to do." Little Henry hurriedly snapped his fingers at his servants and knights, telling them to go and find hard parchment, which is usually more common in churches, but fortunately the mansion was not far from the church, and soon the knights on horseback were going back and forth, carrying piles of blank parchment.

"Have the maids cut the parchment into cards of the exact same size." Seeing little Henry so cooperative, Arold also came to the spirit, although he has always enjoyed the war, but occasionally he feels that there is not much entertainment in this era.

Soon, the maids cut the parchment into twenty-four cards of equal size, and Arold had his attendants bring ink and quills, and then he lay down beside the wooden table, and dipped the quills in ink, drawing on each card, and on the cards Roman numerals, yes, Arold was making a set of playing cards from memory.

"What's, what is this?" Little Henry looked at the playing cards drawn from Arold's pen, and finally couldn't help asking.

"It's playing cards, a kind of game card." Arold shamelessly tampered with the invention of later generations, the Venetian to pass the boring time when traveling and doing business, but some French people believe that it was designed by scholars specifically for the entertainment of the mentally ill French Emperor Czars VI, but there are also people who believe that playing cards are a variation of the Song Dynasty's leaf play, but now it seems that Arold ended the European controversy.

"Playing cards, is this a game?" Little Henry picked up an ace of spades and said.

"Your Royal Highness, I think this thing is a kind of witchcraft, you better stay away from it!" But not everyone could accept this new thing, little Henry's court priest drew a cross on his chest and said worriedly.

"Don't worry, it's just a game, I'll show you how to play it." Arold narrowed his eyes and held this handful of large parchment playing cards, and a thick memory came to his heart, thinking that when he was in college, he often played the Four of Hearts with his brothers in the dormitory, but he didn't expect that now he has to teach a medieval prince how to play, which is really incredible.

It turned out that game entertainment is the best way to improve human learning ability, little Henry did not take long to learn to dig holes, and was deeply fascinated by this game, and suddenly in the small room next to the hall, Arold, little Henry, and several other knights, sat around the wooden table, each holding a handful of cards in their hands, looking intently at their own cards, and from time to time to look at the reactions of others.

"I dug it." In the beginning, Arold always took the initiative and was able to win almost every hand, but the gap was soon narrowing.

"Wait a minute, I have a red four, I'll dig the hole cards first." Little Henry smiled triumphantly, grabbed the four cards on the wooden table, and said with a smile.

"Damn it." The other knights complained in annoyance, believing that the cards on the bottom of the pot would make the bad cards in their hands better.

Because of the fresh and fun entertainment of playing cards, little Henry was almost reluctant to leave the wooden table, and they even played all night, of course, in order to improve the fun of the game, there was almost no need to ask for some colorful heads, and there were some coins piled up on the wooden table.

"God, I'm running out of steam." Arjod struggled to keep his panda eyes open, and now he regretted teaching playing cards to little Henry, a natural gambler who had played all night and still looked energetic.

"Haha, Lord Duke, thank you so much for teaching me this game, I think it's much more fun than riding a gun on horse." Little Henry held a hand of cards and said triumphantly.

"As long as you're happy." Arrud said with a slight smile.

"Sanlian, haha, I won." Little Henry shook the cards in his hand and laughed.

"Oh, God~~." The knights leaned back, grumbling, that they had lost a week's earnings and owed little Henry some money.

"Haqiu~~." While Arold and Henry Jr. were playing poker in Karshstadt, a stocky dwarf sneeze in the forests of the territory in Leechdin, a few provinces away.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? It can't be sick, right? "On the branch of the great tree above the dwarf's head sat a man as thin as a wooden pole, with a sharp knife in his hand, and was boredly carving a piece of wood.

"No way, it must be some allergy after eating peaches." The dwarf wiped his big, red nose with his hand and said to his brother on top of his head.

"Allergies, why am I okay with it?" The tall and thin man muttered to himself in confusion.

"Ogden, don't talk nonsense, let's see if there are any travelers, how long has it been since we had business." The gnome is none other than Grover, one of the three Boar Brothers, who has wandered all the way to this place, and has settled down for the time being.

"Oh, don't speak, I seem to see a caravan passing by." Ogden suddenly sat up from the branch, and he looked at the forest path with a carriage passing by, and said excitedly.

"The merchant's carriage is wonderful." Grover listened to this, and he quickly picked up an old sword on the ground, because the armor on his body was in tatters because of the flight.

"Don't worry, in addition to the carriage, they have five of my armed guards, what should I do?" Ogden was surprised to see that there were five armed mercenaries in front of and behind the carriage, so he asked his brother.

"Armed guards? That means the contents are more valuable. Grover touched his chin as he judged the trade-offs and risks.

"So what are you going to do?" Ogden raised an eyebrow and said to his brother.

"That's right, it's time to work, for our belly." Grover put his sword on his shoulder and said to Ogden.

"Wow, wow, wow~~." At this moment, from the tent behind the cover made of leaves, came the crying of a little baby, and Ogden and Grover couldn't help but look at each other, and then rolled their eyes.

"And for this little bastard." Grover muttered.

The carriage drove along the forest path, and the linen covering it was lifted except for some goods, revealing several wooden boxes inside, and the mercenaries around the carriage were on guard, knowing that the dense forest was a place for robbers.

"Boom~~~." With a loud bang, a tree fell in the middle of the path, and if it could not be moved, the carriage would not have been able to pass.

"What's going on?" The merchant in the driver's seat in the carriage said in a panic.

"Don't worry, we'll check it out right away." The mercenaries drew their weapons from their waists and said to the merchant soothingly.

"It was the tree that fell in the middle of the road." A mercenary on horseback stepped forward, looked at it, turned his head and said.

"Then hurry up and move the damn tree, we need to get there as soon as possible." The merchant said anxiously.

"Dismount and move it." The leader of the mercenaries said to his men.

The three mercenaries hurriedly jumped off their horses, and just as they walked to the big tree, about to stretch out their hands to move the tree away, a voice came.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have touched this tree." Grover jumped onto the fallen tree and said to the mercenaries with his sword in his hand.

"It's a robber, a robber." The mercenaries were stunned when they looked at the diminutive dwarf in shabby armor, holding a disproportionate sword, but they instinctively shouted.

"Brother, you scared them so much!" Ogden walked out with a slender sword at his waist and a smile.

"Robbers? Don't panic, my men are battle-hardened. Hearing the mercenaries say that the robbers appeared, and seeing the frightened expression on the merchant's face, the mercenary leader hurriedly reassured.

"Anyway, hurry up and get rid of these robbers, who knows how many of them there are?" The merchant hurriedly said.

"Understood, the mercenaries kill them." The mercenary leader nodded and shouted loudly.