During the feast, the chiefs of the illustrious families on the island of Zealand swore allegiance to Arrod, after which they gave one of their sons to Arrod, who pledged their loyalty, and Arold incorporated the children into a standing retain, a total of about twelve people, in addition to the Rhodes and the Gary family, some small family villages also joined them, and these children looked with horror at their relatives who had thrown away their hands, many of them were leaving their villages for the first time. From then on they will live among strangers.

"Let the tribes of Zealand send a quarter of the strong men to follow me to Mecklenburg for training." Arold once again issued an order to the tribal chiefs on the Isle of Sealand, in order to prevent the Viking rebellion on the Isle of Sealand, Arold thought that the only way to restrain them was to transfer their strong men away from the island, and the Quinton family, who had the courage to fight against Arold, had been destroyed, and no one dared to disobey Arold's orders at this time.

"Yes, noble earl." The leaders bowed their heads helplessly and bowed to Arold in obedience.

"My subjects, now let us enjoy the feast and the food." Arold sat down on the lord's chair with satisfaction, and the servants who had already been with him put the food in front of everyone, although it was a painful thing for them to be ruled by Arold, but for these Vikings who lived a hard life, such a sumptuous feast was something they had never seen in their lives, and the mead from Mecklenburg, the buttered soft bread, and the cheese made by stirring milk were all delicious food.

"It's delicious." Although the bards plucked the strings and sang at the feast, the Vikings did not pay any attention. They had chewed on the delicious food, and had almost swallowed their tongues, and if Arrod's force had terrified them, it was the thing that had conquered them now, and the chiefs suddenly felt that perhaps it would not be a bad thing to put their children by Arold's side.

Just as Arold had pacified his new territory, Zealand, Arold's spy leader Harvey was in a dilapidated warehouse in the town of Mason, she was the one who had come to meet the Mason Assassins' Guild, and the secret war with Count Lauzitz was going on everywhere in this Mason Fort and the town, and the Blooddrop Brotherhood was gradually at a disadvantage under the leadership of Harvey, and it was not clear what was wrong until a report from a member of the Brotherhood who had escaped death. Count Lauzitz actually spent a sum of money to buy the Mason Assassins' Guild. These professional Assassins have covertly sabotaged the Blooddrop Brotherhood's operations several times.

"Please let Cyril come out to me." Harvey wrapped herself in a gray cloak as usual, and beside her was a handsome but cowering man.

"Do we have to come to this eerie place alone?" The handsome man gripped Harvey's cloak with both hands, his teeth chattering up and down and creaking sounds. The bent legs shook unconsciously. The already fair face was even more pale.

"Webster, you're holding on to my cloak. Don't blame me for being rude. The disgust for the timid man beside him forced Harvey to reprimand in a low voice.

"Hehehe." Suddenly, a string of silver bells sounded from a dark corner of the warehouse, and a woman dressed as a tavern waitress stepped out. Her lips didn't know what to paint, they looked scarlet and gorgeous, and laughter came from this little mouth.

"Oh, a pretty lady." A smile bloomed on Webster's face at the sight of the sexy and charming tavern waitress, and he quickly loosened Harvey's cloak and stood up straight.

"Hey." The tavern waitress was not ambiguous, she winked at Webster, and moved her upper body hard, and the trembling two little white rabbits, seduced Webster forgot about the gloomy environment he was in, and confidently strode towards the windy and commotionous waitress.

"Beautiful lady, how did you end up in such a dilapidated warehouse, do you know me? I'm a member of the court of Lord Count Mecklenburg, yes, a very important member of the court, do you see my fur coat? Webster immediately showed his playboy tricks, and boasted desperately to the tavern waitress with all his courtesy, but strangely Harvey who brought him did not stop him in the slightest.

"Oh, hehe, so you're a subordinate of Lord Count Mecklenburg." The tavern waitress stretched out her arm and gently stroked Webster's cheek, her delicate little hand made Webster almost fluttering, and a strange fragrance penetrated his nose, and he was even more soft and unable to extricate himself.

"Take me to Cyril." At this moment, Harvey spoke to the tavern waitress, and she removed the hood of her gray cloak to reveal her identity.

"Oh, you're going to see Cyril, last time I remember warning you not to set foot here." The tavern waitress slid her hand to Webster's neck, her index finger and thumb pressed against the major artery, and Webster was strangely distraught, not knowing that his life was on the horizon.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to fight, I'm here to negotiate, it's good for both of us, there's no need for the Assassin Guild to die for Count Lauzitz, is there?" Harvey immediately stretched out his hands and said that he was not carrying any weapons and had come with good intentions to negotiate.

"Do you think you'll be able to see him this way, huh?" The tavern waitress snorted coldly, and with her other hand she had pulled out a thin dagger, which occasionally reflected a faint blue glow in the light, which Harvey knew was coated with poison.

"Let her in." Suddenly, a man's voice came out of the warehouse, and the tavern waitress's brow furrowed, but she moved her body and moved out of the way, but Webster was still under her control.

"Thank you." Harvey whispered as he passed by the tavern maid, and the tavern waitress's face showed a strange hatred, when Harvey walked into the depths of the warehouse, there was a narrow wooden door in front of him, and a torch was inserted in the frame of the wooden door, and below stood a strong man wearing a leather jacket with his chest exposed, and he saw that Harvey did not move, but only motioned for Harvey to enter the small wooden door.

"Harvey, you're here my friend." When Harvey lowered his head and entered the wooden door, there was a large courtyard with a man in a fur shirt waiting under a small tree, who was the head of the Mason Assassins' Guild and a prominent Assassin Cyril. (To be continued!)

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