The body of Duke Mason was parked in the cellar in the main tower, and the wives of three commoners in the fortress were holding coarse linen, soaked in a wooden basin, carefully wiping the Duke's body, wiping the blood clean, as the duke who ruled a tribal principality, Duke Mason's funeral was strongly requested by the nobles of Mason to be transported back to the country.

"The demands of the nobles are perfectly justified, and the funeral costs of the Duke will be borne by Mecklenburg." Arold immediately agreed to the request of the Mason nobles, and even agreed to pay for the funeral expenses of the Duke of Mason, a move that immediately won the favor of the Mason nobles, because this fee was likely to fall on the vassals if no one paid after the death of the Herman family.

"Thank you, Lord Duke, but there's one more thing I hope you can agree with." Baron Fred and the other Mason nobles looked at each other, and then said embarrassedly.

"What's the matter?" Arold asked curiously, and after calming the suspicions of the Mason nobles in a sensational way, he originally thought that the Mason nobles would once again stand on their side and face the Bavarian threat together.

"We want to lead our own soldiers to escort the body of Lord Mason back to the Duchy of Mason." Under the pressure of the nobles of Mason, Baron Fred had to propose a resolution of the nobles to Arrod.

"What's going on?" First of all, the angry Count Ron, he looked angrily at the Mason nobles, these nobles looked at Arold's strong army, thought that they would pick up something, and followed the Mecklenburg army to the land of the Duchy of Bavaria, but when they saw that they could not take advantage of anything, and they might face the revenge of the treacherous Duke of Bavaria, they were all cowardly.

"Is this what the nobles really think?" Arold stood in the cellar, the sunlight shining through the window overhead, making Arold the brightest figure in the dimly lit cellar.

"Duke Mason's death is very suspicious. Although we do not believe that there is a direct connection with the Duke, in order to avoid the world's mouth, the nobles of Mason cannot be charged with murder. Baron Lance took a step forward, and he spoke loudly to Arrod, the voice echoing through the cellar, the terrible charge of murder. All the Mason nobles couldn't help but shudder, and their eyes couldn't help but drift to the dead Duke Mason.

"Well, since it is the common meeting of the nobles, I agree with you to leave." Arold stared at Baron Lance, feeling Arrod's gaze, Baron Lance hurriedly lowered his head.

"Lord Duke." Count Ron was a little surprised and wanted to say something, but Arold raised his hand to stop him.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." The Mason nobles thanked Arjod in unison.

When the Mason nobles left in order, only the remains of Duke Mason, the three maids, and Arrod and Ron were left behind. Suddenly the whole cellar became a chilling silence. Arjod was thinking about how to deal with the current predicament, Earl Ron was still angry at the treachery of the Mason nobles, and the maids were too big to come out.

"Lord Duke, what shall we do now?" Count Ron finally couldn't help himself and asked Arrod.

"It's nothing, we didn't have the Mason nobles in our plan in the first place, and now it's just a return to the previous plan." Arrod said nonchalantly.

"Will the king support us?" Earl Ron asked.

"The king's health has been poor, and I am afraid that there will be limited support for us." Arold said to his henchmen.

"Then we will be surrounded by the Duke of Bavaria, right? It's just too dangerous. Lord Duke, if you don't return to Mecklenburg first, I'll be left to defend it. Earl Ron said worriedly to Arrod.

"Don't worry. It was not my plan to invade the Dukedom of Bavaria, we only sent troops to show loyalty to the royal family and save Duke Mason, but we did not expect that Duke Mason would die under the conspiracy of the Duke of Bavaria. Arrod looked at Duke Mason's body and said with deep disgust.

"Oh?" Count Ron frowned, not quite understanding Arrod's thoughts.

"Alright. Come with me, and don't disturb the Duke's quiet. Arold walked out of the cellar with Count Ron, the door of the cellar slowly closed, and everything was calm again.

The Duke of Bavaria wore a red robe that exposed his shaggy chest. With one leg on the lord's throne, he raised a large basin with both hands, filled with red wine, which flowed down his beard to his chest, surrounded by cheers.

"Ahhh The Duke of Bavaria put down the basin in his hand, and he smiled wildly and pointed to the nobles and knights in the hall.

"Oh, oh, the Duke drinks extraordinarily, and only the ancient heroes can match." The nobles praised the Duke of Bavaria.

"Lord Duke, are you alright?" Brother Robert stood beside the Duke, watched the Duke of Bavaria stagger, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to try to help the Duke, but was thrown away by the Duke of Bavaria.

"I'm not drunk, I want to get drunk with my wine, but I haven't brewed it yet." The Duke of Bavaria said proudly.

"Bang bang." Just as the nobles and the Duke of Bavaria were immersed in the joy of the banquet, footsteps came from outside the hall, although it was not clear in the noise of the banquet, but the nobles still stopped their noise and stared at the herald, and it was obvious that at this time there was only Arrod on the northern border.

"Lord Duke." Two scout soldiers dressed as yeoman farmers came to the Duke of Bavaria and bowed to him.

"How? Did the Mecklenburgers and the Meissen fight? The Duke of Bavaria sat lazily on the throne of the lord, touched his wet beard, and asked the soldier triumphantly.

"This." The two scout soldiers glanced at each other.

"Huh? What's going on? The Duke of Bavaria straightened up in surprise, his brows furrowed.

"I'm sorry Lord Duke, we've been scouting outside the Frontier Fort."

"I don't dare to leave my eyes for a moment."

"But nothing happened." Scouts report to the Duke of Bavaria.

"Nonsense, how is it possible, you must be lazy." The Duke of Bavaria suddenly stood up, his voice resounded in the hall, and the nobles quickly stopped the noise, and everyone quietly watched their angry monarch.

"We swear to Christ and Our Lady of God." The scout cursed in fright.

"Hey, how can this be?" The Duke of Bavaria looked at the sworn soldier and knew that maybe things really didn't go his way, and for the young Duke of Mecklenburg, Arrode, the old duke had no bottom in his heart.

"Please don't despise Arrod, it's a cunning little fox." Brother Robert whispered to the Duke of Bavaria.

"Keep an eye on Arrod's movements." The Duke of Bavaria nodded, and ordered his soldiers, originally wanting to take advantage of the infighting between the Mecklenburgers and the Meissen people to lead his direct army to storm the border fort and destroy the invading Mecklenburg army in one fell swoop, but now this kind of thing happened.

"Yes." The two scouts hurriedly retreated, and the nobles in the banquet looked at the unhappy duke, and they also retired one by one, and the originally cheerful banquet became unhappy.

The Duke of Bavaria was distraught for two days, but on the third day the scouts brought him good news, and many of the Mason nobles from the border fort led the Masons to evacuate to the north, taking with them the body of the Duke of Mason wrapped in linen and spices.

"It's great, although it didn't cause infighting between the Mecklenburgers and the Masons, but it's clear that they don't trust each other anymore." When the Duke of Bavaria heard the news, he immediately smiled, and the departure of the Mason nobles would inevitably weaken Arrod's strength, which was great news for the Duke.

"That's right, Lord Duke, we should immediately lead our troops to attack." Brother Robert took the opportunity to suggest.

"I~~." The Duke of Bavaria was about to give the order when a report came from outside the chamber.

"Lord Duke, an envoy under the banner of the Duke of Mecklenburg has come to the castle."

"Emissary?" The Duke of Bavaria and Brother Robert looked at each other, but at the same time smiled, it seemed that Arold could no longer hold on.

"They should be killed." Brother Robert gritted his teeth and proposed.

"No, let them in." The Duke of Bavaria straightened his face, sat on the throne of the lord, and said to his men with a majestic wave of his hand.

"It's the Duke." The guard, wearing a helmet and a chain mail and cape, bowed to the Duke and turned to give orders.

When the iron gates of the castle creaked up, the wooden drawbridge was placed on the moat with a thud, the archers on the walls creaked and loosened the strings, and the messenger with the banner of the Duke of Mecklenburg rode slowly into the castle, with two Mecklenburg soldiers behind him.

"What? Arold wants to make peace with me? The Duke of Bavaria stared at the messengers in front of him and asked them.

"Yes, my lord, Lord Duke of Bavaria, my lord, Lord Duke of Mecklenburg, thinks that since Lord Duke Mason has been recovered, the order of the royal family has been fulfilled, and it is entirely at the order of the sovereign, and there is no grudge between the two duchies, so peace should be restored, and peace should be restored to the people by the will of Christ." The messenger said to the Duke of Bavaria.

"Oh?" The Duke of Bavaria narrowed his eyes and looked at the messenger in front of him, and he reached out and touched his beard.

"Brush~~." Between the pillars of the hall, the guards wearing chain mail saw the duke's movements, and immediately pulled out the swords at their waists, and suddenly the sword light and sword shadow appeared in the hall. (To be continued......)