Duke Abel was also surprised when he received the news from Arrod, the Vikings in Denmark showed signs of a large-scale invasion, which was a very strict thing, about the vicious Vikings who rode the dragon-headed warship along the inland rivers, burned the territories along the way, and a large number of monasteries and churches were looted, although with the increase in the strength of the princes in the kingdoms of East and West Francia, those once fierce Vikings could not get much benefit, but if they were mobilized in an organized way, A disaster for any territory that is attacked.

"The Count of Mecklenburg hopes that the Duke will fulfill his duty to protect his vassals and mobilize the nobles of the Duchy of Mason to join the fight against the Danish king." The envoy said respectfully to the Duke of Able.

"How is it that the Earl of Mecklenburg, who is known as the wise man, also feels troubled?" Duke Abel sat on his lordship's throne and was surprised by Arrod's plea for help, as he was under the impression that Arold was always able to deal with any challenge on his own.

"Yes, the enemy is menacing, even if the Earl of Mecklenburg uses all his tricks, it will be useless, I hope that the Duke will be able to perform your duties as a feudal lord in accordance with the sacred feudal contract for the sake of God and for the sake of the Earl's loyalty to you." The messenger stood up straight, placed his hat on his chest, and saluted the Duke of Abel with his left foot forward and his right foot back.

"Of course, I am the feudal lord of Arold, I have never forgotten my duty, rest assured that I will mobilize my vassals and army, and the Lord Count of Mecklenburg only needs to prepare enough food in his castle, and we will defeat the invaders with him." Abel the Duke of Mason said loudly.

"Then it's a hundred thousand points of feeling, Lord Duke. Then there is one more thing that needs the blessing of the Duke. The envoy then presented the wedding of Arold and Princess Josie to Duke Abel to Duke Ebel, as the current supreme ruler of the Duchy of Mason, the feudal lord of Arrod, and the patriarch of the Herman family, Abel has the right to decide and bless this marriage.

"Hmm." But the Duke of Abel was silent, and the messenger was very surprised, could the Duke of Abel want to repent, knowing that this was a matter decided when the old Duke Mason was the same, he raised his head with some concern and glanced at the Duke of Abel.

"Your Excellency, Duke. This marriage will be a grand occasion in the principality. It is the sacred union of two great families, blessed by God. The messenger skillfully persuaded Duke Able, but in fact, Duke Able did not want to repent, but on the contrary, he was so impatient for Arold to marry Princess Josie. There was still a slight smug in his heart. Even the talented Arrod had to bow his proud head in the face of the illustrious Herman family.

"I couldn't agree more. After gathering my vassals, I will take my sister with me to Mecklenburg. Give them the blessings of the holy covenant. Duke Abel stood up and said to the messenger.

"Thank you, your most honorable Duke, the Earl of Mecklenburg will be overjoyed to hear the news." The messenger said gratefully to Duke Able.

After establishing the duties and duties of both parties with the Duke of Abel, the envoy paid a non-stop visit to Arjord's father, Baron Wendell, who was now the court minister of the Duchy of Mason, who entertained the envoy from afar in the mansion, which flattered the envoy, and Baron Wendell could not help but get drunk and his joy was evident at the dinner party in the mansion.

"To be able to see my sons in such accomplishments in my lifetime is a gift from God, and if possible, I would like to take off my burdens, put on a monk's robe, carry a cane, and carry a string of rosaries on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land to thank God and Our Lady for the kindness they have shown to our family." Baron Wendell couldn't help but say in a loud voice, and the servants beside him who were holding the flask for him couldn't help laughing, and so did the well-fed and cooperative messengers.

"Dear Baron, it is not necessary to go to the holy city of Jerusalem on a pilgrimage, and there is a miracle in Mecklenburg." The messenger said mysteriously to Baron Wendell.

"Oh? How I haven't heard of it. Baron Wendell asked curiously, holding his glass.

"Oh, it was a breastcloth of the Virgin, which the Count had placed in a church, in a cabinet of miracles made of solid oak of gold and silver, and it was a great relic, and it was said that if a woman could touch it, she would surely be able to give birth to a boy, and that she would never suffer any pain or childbirth in childbirth." As he spoke, the messenger peeled off a piece of beef and chewed it in his mouth.

"Oh? It's amazing. It was the first time that Baron Wendell had heard of the religious relics in his son, and he couldn't help but look at the messenger with wide eyes, and the other nobles at the banquet also pricked up their ears curiously to listen, including the father and son of the Bogo family, and the hunchbacked Dylan. Matt, these people are now Baron Wendell's guests.

"That's right, and this relic has one of the most peculiar effects." The messenger couldn't help but lower his voice and said mysteriously to everyone, and the others also involuntarily leaned over and approached the messenger to hear about this miracle.

"Come on, we can't wait." Baron Wendell hurriedly urged.

"It is said that if a man can touch it, then his ability on the bed will increase exponentially, and it can make any woman lust to death, and even a man with impotence/impotence can be cured quickly, so the men of Mecklenburg and the surrounding counties are lining up to touch the relic." Seeing that he had succeeded in attracting everyone, the envoy said unhurriedly.

"Oh, how amazing." The other aristocrats swallowed, their eyes looking expectant, and they were all thinking about when they would go to Mecklenburg, and they would have to look at the legendary relic, and that man would not want to have a high level of bed/upper skills.

"I didn't expect there to be so many interesting things in my youngest son's territory?" Baron Wendell didn't want to see the Ark of the Virgin, but he felt that Arold not only always had all kinds of novel ideas, but also many strange things in the territory.

"Your Excellency, I wonder if the reliquary is free for the faithful to visit?" Dylan. Matt asked the envoy curiously, the hunchbacked courtier looking at any question very sharply.

"Of course not, as Christians we should give up worldly pleasures and riches, and of course we have to pay a visit fee for such a precious reliquary, at least three silver houses." The messenger said to the nobles.

"Three silver houses aren't much, you know? When the Casey family visited the Archdiocese of Mainz, they donated almost half of the family's property and the land of the two estates. "Steve. Bogo told the crowd that the aristocracy of this era was very religious and often donated their property to the church, but the most favored by the church was land.

"That's right, it's not often that you have the opportunity to see the relics of Our Lady in the world." The envoy smiled and said to the nobles that this meal was a good opportunity to promote Mecklenburg, and the nobles were also curious about the territory of Arrod the Wise, why Arold was able to compete with a strong enemy with the strength of a county, and became the fourth largest vassal in the Duchy of Mason in addition to the three major vassals.

When Baron Wendell's banquet was over, the envoy of Mecklenburg took his leave, and told Baron Wendell that he must return to his life, and Baron Wendell gave up after a moment's rest, but when the envoy from Wendellburg left the house of the Wendell family, he did not immediately set foot on the road to Mecklenburg, but walked to a grove outside the castle, which had not long ago housed refugees from Lauzitz, When Count Lauzitz resent Brother Robert back to his domain, the refugees returned to their homeland with them, leaving behind only a few broken tents and messes. (To be continued......)