When night falls on the land, the only thing that is more evident in this territory dominated by wasteland and forests is the castle that rises above the hills, Mecklenburg Castle, this historic castle controls this narrow territory on the coast of the Baltic Sea, where the Franks lived and built estates and villages long ago, but soon the terrible Norsemen continued to attack the territory, although the Franks built castles to defend against invasions, but finally had to give up this territory, Subsequently, the county of Mecklenburg was occupied by the West Slavs and became the domain of the Slavs who practiced the Lomva religion.

But today, Arold, who was born into a family of Germanic knights, defeated the Slavs and took the historic castle for himself, the torch in the castle was lit, illuminating the whole castle like a star in the night sky, in the lord's hall in the main tower of the castle, candles made of beeswax were lit on the wooden table, and the whole hall was illuminated like daylight, and the nobles and officers drank the loot mead noisily, after several days of life-and-death battles, this is the best part of the war.

"It's a luxury to use so many candles." Arold looked at the candles that had been lit in large quantities, and felt as if he was in a dream, maybe in his previous life, he would not be tempted even if he used candles as firewood, but not long ago, Mrs. Eva of the Wendell family had to sell her beloved pottery in order to pray for candles, and this gap between rich and poor is really huge. It is no wonder that the aristocracy of the Middle Ages was so keen on war, and if there is war, it is equal to victory, and victory can obtain the hard-earned wealth of others as spoils of war. This adventurous spirit has always been passed down in the Western mindset.

"To our wise leader, Lord Earl Arrode, the rightful ruler of Mecklenburgshire." Julian blushed and shouted, raising his glass to his feet, not bothering to bang the table and chair next to him.

"To our honorable Lord the invincible Earl." Everyone stood up, and the hall resounded with the noise of wooden chairs and table legs rubbing against the floor, and looking at the assembled men, Arold was in a good mood and raised his glass, but he, as the master and the most honorable person, only had to sit and accept everyone's congratulations.

"I didn't expect to actually take this castle." The knight sat on Arrod's left hand side and served as a clergy of the Church of St. Jom. He was now sent by the Elders of the Monks to be a member of Arrod's court. However, when Arold attacked the castle of Mecklenburg, he was sent to the road between the temple of Liphichen and the castle instead of participating in the siege, although he had a powerful knight order, but he had no merit at all, so sitting on Arold's left hand side caused many people to be dissatisfied.

If the knight Xiu sits on the left hand side of Arrod. It was still out of Arrod's old feelings for considering that the knight Xiu had saved his life in the Angry Lion Castle. Then Shirley, who was sitting on Arrod's right hand, made the others a little confused. Shirley was the sacrifice of the former chief of Mecklenburg, the so-called captive, and why the captives were placed in the closest position by Arrod. Not only were Arrod's subordinates puzzled, but even Shirley herself was very confused, and looking at the gaze below made her uncomfortable.

"It's a pity that there were bards, and today's victory is enough to spread throughout the kingdoms." During the banquet, Julian said with some regret.

However, Julian's regret did not last long, the hall was full of good men in the army, they had their own set of entertainment, the mercenaries first ate and drank enough, and then opened a gambling game as usual, wrestling their wrists, a circle of people sat around a wooden table, two mercenaries rolled up their sleeves to show their strong arms, people around them held wine glasses and talked about who would achieve the most victorious victory, and there was a trustworthy person among the mercenaries who started the bank.

"Lord Earl, this is really undignified." Knight Xiu's brows furrowed, as a nobleman who swore to serve God all his life, of course he couldn't get used to the vulgar behavior of the mercenaries at the aristocratic banquet, and the noble culture of the nobility and the vulgar culture of the commoner class were completely incompatible.

"Xiu, you are too old-fashioned, maybe it's because I was born into a low-ranking aristocratic family, my mother had to sell her favorite pottery in order to fulfill the military service of the feudal king, and my father spent his days worrying about money and borrowing money to get by, so I have never seen a real aristocratic banquet, the only time I attended was in the court of Duke Mason, and that time my brother Yves almost gave his life." Arold took a sip of wine, the low-level country nobles like the Wendell family, of course, did not understand the show-off comparison and jealousy of the big nobles in the banquet, as well as the so-called elegance, but the commoner banquet at this time was in line with his spleen.

"Well, it's me who is acting for the Earl." Knight Xiu hurriedly apologized to Arrod, criticizing in the host's banquet was very unchivalrous, and Xiu felt that there was a certain estrangement between himself and the earl.

"Don't care, Xiu, I just have a feeling, look, Julian and John Berg are out, do you want to bet on which of the two of them can win." Arold didn't seem to care, and he pointed to the wrist-wrestling game that was going on, and the hall was filled with military men, all of them with rough manners, gulping down delicious wine and eating food, and the noise almost toppled the roof of the tower.

The feast continued, but Arold walked out of the hot hall with a big coat on his coat, and he walked through the castle of Mecklenburg, the night breeze blew with the salty smell of the sea, and the soldiers who were not in charge of the sentry sat around the bonfire in the castle to keep warm, and they saw Arold approaching in a big hat, and they all stood up and bowed to the ruler of Mecklenburg Castle.

"Don't care, have you eaten it all?" Arold rubbed his hands together and greeted the soldiers casually, and when he looked at the empty plates beside the soldiers and some of the food scraps on the plates, he nodded with satisfaction, the people standing guard were not allowed to drink alcohol It was his order, so he provided the soldiers with plenty of food.

There were no other people on the muddy and cold streets of the castle except for the occasional patrolling soldiers, Arold walked alone on this narrow street with a sharp sword, this castle built of stone was very strong and stocky, the tall stone walls protected the entire castle, the arrow towers stood like guards, Arold stretched out his hand to touch the cold and solid wall, he looked up at the silver moon hanging on the corner tower, who would have thought that he was an otaku actually owned a medieval castle, But are you really strong enough to keep the castle? Thinking of this, Arrode's mind conjured up the hateful gaze of Abbot Robert, the sinister smile of Count Lauzitz, and the conspiracy of the three boar brothers in the Mason Town Hotel, but none of these were more urgent than how to rule the county where the Slavs had lived for generations.

"Come out, I know it's you." Arold turned around suddenly, but his hand was not on the hilt of the sword at his waist, just casually hanging on his sides, if he sneakily followed Arold at this time, he must be the one who tried to be against him, Arold was not an imprudent person, but he did not make a defensive posture.

"Squeak." As Arold spoke, out of the shadow of an abandoned stable came a man in a gray cloak, whose face was so unvisible because of his cloak, but Arold seemed to know the man, and he smiled at the stalker who had stepped into the moonlight.

"You saved me in the dungeon, Harvey." Arold looked at the stalker in front of him, but his words revealed her identity, and when the cloaked stalker took off his hood, he revealed a beautiful face, and sure enough, it was Harvey the Blood Dagger.

"Oh, how do you know it's me?" Harvey looked curiously at Arrod, who was draped in fur, and in the moonlight, the count who had just won seemed to be full of confidence, his face looked like the majesty of a superior person, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on the young earl's body, making Harvey even slightly distracted.

"I checked the throwing knife and asked the blacksmiths who followed the army, and they said that the craftsmanship of the throwing knife came from the town of Fort Mason, you know that the blacksmith guild in each town has its own unique mark, and the only people I know from the town of Fort Mason recently are you and Orn, and it is impossible for Orn to do such a thing, so you, the beautiful Harvey, have this ability, so I want to thank you for saving my life." Arold recounted the information he had analyzed, and thanked Harvey.

"Hehe, you don't need to thank me, in fact, the original target of that throwing knife was you, my Earl." Harvey snorted, she admired Arrod's ability to see the subtleties, but she still couldn't help but want to hit that smug face.

"Me?" Arold looked at Harvey with some confusion, this woman with a hot body like a cat is really unpredictable.

"There are only two people in this world who have ever kissed me." Harvey stretched out his left hand, raised two slender fingers, and stared at Arold with beautiful eyes.

"Oh?"

"And I once swore that no one would survive after bullying me, so the first person who forced me is dead, do you need me to continue to explain?" Harvey said as she walked slowly towards Arrod, and she stretched out her hand to put her hand on Arold's right shoulder, and the distance between the two was already within easy reach.

"So what changed your mind and saved my life? Don't say it's an accident. Arold sniffed the beast-like scent of this woman, and wondered why the feeling of walking on the edge of danger made him feel strange in the bottom of his heart, and the soft and bloody salty taste of the kiss made him deeply impressed and reminiscent.

"Hehe, what changed my mind?" Harvey didn't answer Arold's words, she seemed to be lost in thought, when she followed Arold into the dungeon, she hid behind the wooden door, when she pulled out the throwing knife she carried with her, aimed at Arold's heart, just a flick of her hand, her skills would definitely kill Arold.

"This is for the sake of the girls' justice." Suddenly, Arold pierced his sword from behind the chief of Mecklenburg Castle, and roared and accused, saying that it was only to seek justice for the poor girls who were lowly and allowed to be ravaged, and at that moment Harvey wavered. (To be continued......)