It took a long time to make penicillin, and just as Arrold had just taught Miss Shirley how to do it, the bad news came that the local officials he had sent to the Duchy of Mason had been attacked, and it was a large number of peasants who had attacked them.

"What the hell is going on? Last month's report was all steady. When Arold got the news, he had to entrust the production of penicillin to Miss Shirley, and hurried back to the main tower to gather the courtiers.

"Lord Duke, I also just got the news, and the rebellion in the Duchy of Mason is spreading rapidly." Dylan. Matt reports on Arrode.

"Why?" Arrod wondered that peasant revolts usually arise because of poor harvests or excessive taxes, but Mason did not have a bad harvest, and even the taxes were the same as in previous years.

"Since the outbreak of the epidemic in Mecklenburg, it has gradually spread to other territories, so rumors have spread in the Mason territory that we have brought the plague, and they say and say." Dylan. Matt hesitated to Arrod.

"What else?" Arrod's brows furrowed, and suddenly rumors spread that no one was making trouble here.

"It is also said that this plague is God's punishment for Mecklenburg, and that anyone who has anything to do with Mecklenburg will be unlucky." Dylan. Matt lowered his head, the peasants were extremely stupid and easily instigated, and this kind of superstitious rumor was easily accepted by them.

"Bring our people back first." Arrod's face was blue, God's punishment was such a profound statement, it was definitely not something that ordinary people could think of, it must be the Mason nobles who made small moves behind their backs, they did not recognize Arrod's regency, but they did not dare to disobey the authority of the royal family and Arrod's force, so they took advantage of the peasants' panic to instigate.

"We will." Dylan. Matt said after bowing to Arold. At this point, the meeting was meaningless, and the courtiers bowed to Arold and turned to leave, and Brother Elvet's eyes showed a hint of gloom, but then it flashed.

"Harvey, wait a minute." Arold stopped Harvey, the leader of the spies, and after being bumped into by Princess Josie last time, Arold tried to reduce the number of times the two met alone. But now it's really about Harvey's intelligence network to do its job.

"Arold's rumors this time are indeed the work of the Mason nobles, and I'm pretty sure it's Baron Lance who led it." Harvey said to Arold.

"This damn bastard, I just felt that something was wrong at the time, and I was only blamed for being careless." Annoyed, Arold threw the glass on the ground, and the red wine was scattered all over the floor.

"It's useless to be angry, you should have killed him then." Harvey shrugged his shoulders, walked over to the wooden table and sat down, his legs tight and slender resting on the edge of the wooden table. The feet in the leather boots shook mischievously.

"Hmph." Arrod looked away at the window or something, but he was thinking about how to deal with the matter, and he couldn't combine the forces of the peasants and the nobles.

A fast horse galloped out of Mecklenburg, on horseback was a messenger sent by Arold, and he was heading in the direction of Mason.

"Arold wants to negotiate with me?" Baron Lance received a message from the messenger on his estate, because Baron Lance was illiterate and illiterate. However, it is impossible to win people's trust by a mere message, and the messenger brought a pendant from Arold.

"Lord Baron. What does Arold mean by this? Baron Lance's friend asked curiously.

"The magistrate sent by Mecklenburg has just been driven away by us, and now that Mason is our world, it seems that this duke understands something." Baron Lance took a sip of his wine and drove away the magistrate of Mecklenburg, who was entertaining his friends at a banquet on his estate.

"Those damn Mecklenburgers, doing the cutting of private troops everywhere in Mason. Forcing the nobles to pay taxes was simply abhorrent. Baron Lance's friends said indignantly, and they sat under the grape trellis of the manor, and leisurely rebuked Arrod's harsh policies.

"How can an upstart be compared with a real aristocracy. If he hadn't married the princess of the Herman family, we wouldn't have swallowed his bullshit regency rights. Baron Lance drank dry wine in one gulp, and the influence of alcohol made him a little excited.

"Hmph, Arold is just shit luck, but many nobles think that Duke Mason's death is really strange, Lord Baron Lance, you are the person concerned, what happened at that time?"

"Hahaha, my friend, you're asking the right person about this." Baron Lance looked at his friend triumphantly, and he smiled and deliberately whetted the other's appetite.

"Tell me quickly, Lord Baron, did Duke Mason really be killed by Arrod's men?"

"Hehe, in fact, it doesn't hurt to tell you now, Duke Mason was indeed killed by Arrod's soldiers, and an axe is deadly, Danish, tsk is really barbaric." Baron Lance shook his head.

"What? If he really did it, then he is the one who killed our monarch, how can such a person be a regent? ”

"Don't excite my friend, that is, you and I will say, let me tell you quietly, in fact, this is all a ploy of the Duke of Bavaria, Lord Mason was put on a helmet when he went to battle, and he was in a state of drunkenness and unconscious, so the other party did not know that he was Lord Duke at all." Baron Lance said with a grin.

"So that's it? But why did the Duke of Bavaria do such a thing? ”

"It's not that I'm angered by Arrod's nouveau riche, but the Duke of Bavaria didn't intend to let Duke Mason live, okay, you just know this matter, this is a major matter involving two dukes and three duchies, but anyway, there is no evidence, Arold can only pinch his nose and admit it now." Baron Lance laughed a little and fell asleep on the stone table, leaving only his thoughtful friend.

Arold stood at the window, his back to Harvey and stared out the window, the rolling meadows and forests were his home, the scenery was verdant and peaceful, but Arold's heart was like a stormy wave.

"Sure enough, Duke Mason was killed by the Duke of Bavaria, and he intended to frame it on my head." Arold said.

"It's not an intention, he did it, and it was very successful, you don't have evidence to wash away your innocence, no, the more you want to wash it away, the more it will be discredited." Harvey said lazily to Arold.

"Perhaps, but one thing I know for sure is that Baron Lance has a lot of a role to play in it!" Arold's voice became muffled, and his hands behind his back rubbed his fingers.

"Hey, you're murderous?" Harvey smiled slightly, slowly walked behind Arrod, and hugged Arold from behind. (To be continued.) )