Arrod was wearing a piece of chain mail and a duke's ferret, and the weather in Europa had turned cold, so he put on a fur hat, and he turned to look at his castle, and saw the figure of Princess Josie flashing through the window.

"Hey." Arold sighed, turned on his horse and led a group of cavalry out of the castle slowly, Princess Josie after learning that her brother's life and death were uncertain, although she seemed calm on the surface, Arold knew that her heart must be very anxious.

"I'll find a way to find out where the Duke is." Arold could only say this to Princess Josie when he left her, but everyone knew that Duke Mason was very lucky, and many people thought that the young duke had really killed himself.

"Yes." When Arold promised Princess Josie, Princess Josie was also standing at the window at that time, and the light rarely shone into the room in the gloomy weather, and Arold who stood at the door of the bedroom could barely see Princess Josie's expression, he only heard Princess Josie whisper in agreement.

"Gotta get ~~~." A flurry of hurried horses' hooves rang out outside Mecklenburg, Dylan. Matt stood in front of the door of the guard's room in the castle and watched the distant backs of Arold and the others, and the servants who passed by him took off their hats and bowed before leaving, and everyone knew that this hunchbacked courtier was Arold's important advisor.

"Dylan. Master Matt. Brother Elvet walked with a few followers from the shackles to Dylan. Matt, Arold's courtier, had just punished a servant who tried to steal from the castle by clamping the servant to the shackles, and the others were free to throw his shackled head with rotten vegetables and mud, unless someone could atone for his sins.

"Elvet Palace." Dylan. Matt said after saluting Brother Elvet.

"The Duke is going to challenge the Duke of Bavaria, you have a bad idea for your monarch." Brother Elvet clasped his hands in his sleeves and shook his head at Dylan. Matt said.

"Bad idea? Why do you think this is a bad idea? "Dylan. Matt looked at Elvert, who was dressed in a gray monk's robe. The monk's appearance was so plain that it confused some in the court, but Dylan. Matt knew that the courtier, who was in charge of Arold's court property, was not as modest as he looked.

"The Duke of Bavaria is a great nobleman that even the king fears, do you think you can clean him up with this incident? It was naïve that Mecklenburg's forces were simply not enough to confront Bavaria. "Brother Elvet to Dylan. Matt said.

"You're right, but that doesn't mean there's no chance at all, and I don't think I'll be able to defeat the Duke of Bavaria in one go." Dylan. Matt smiled. But because of the defects in his body, his face couldn't keep up with the changes in his expression, so he became like a smile.

"And what the hell are you up to in mind?" Brother Elvet narrowed his eyes at Dylan. Matt, since the appearance of this hunchback, Brother Elvet's status has not been as good as before, as the first courtier of the court, Brother Elvet of course wants to drive the hunchback out of the court in one fell swoop, but no matter how he investigates Dylan. Matt, can only find that this hunchback's life is extremely regular and boring, and he can't find any weaknesses to exploit.

Everyone thought the Duke of Bavaria was invincible, even the Duke of Bavaria himself, and this conceit and confidence led him to take almost no one seriously. It made others fear the power of the Duke of Bavaria from the bottom of their hearts. "Dylan. Matt hobbled over to Brother Elvet and said to Brother Elvet as he went.

"Isn't this nonsense? The big guys are saying that our monarch has picked up some great advisor, but that's it! Brother Elvet scoffed at Dylan, who was walking ridiculously. Matt, Brother Elvet's retinue also let out mocking sounds.

"Ahem, if a nobleman who is not afraid of the Duke of Bavaria challenges his authority, then the Duke of Bavaria's confidence based on blindness will crumble like a pile of sand on the seashore. That's what we're going to do. "Dylan. Matt tilted his head to look up at Brother Elvet as he walked to stand shoulder to shoulder with Brother Elvet. The conclusion of his plan is partly said.

"It's impossible, the Bavarian Legion will be destroyed after a hundred battles." Brother Elvet listened to Dylan. Matt's face turned pale at the words, according to Dylan. Matt's plan was that they would face and challenge the powerful forces of the German Kingdom, which were not comparable to the Slavic tribes or some second- and third-rate armies.

"I believe in the strength of our Lord Duke and the Mason Legion under Lord Duke, don't you trust your sovereign, Lord Elvet?" Dylan. Matt didn't stop on his tracks. He continued to walk forward, but his voice fell to the ears of Brother Elvet behind him.

"These are two different things, for the sake of one possibility, do you have to take the fate of the entire principality? Who do you think you are? Brother Elvet angrily turned to Dylan. Matt's back shouted, and the rest of the people panicked, the conflict between the two important big men was not something they could interfere with.

"Ugh. Tut. "Dylan. Matt shook his head, feeling sorry for Brother Elvet's sluggishness and stupidity, he had long seen that Arrod, Duke of Mason, was not a man who was willing to be mediocre, perhaps Arold himself was not aware of the ambition in his heart, but Dylan was accustomed to observing words. Matt, however, keenly sensed Arrod's inner ambition.

"Oh, God, you guys, may God never let you fall into a situation like mine~~~." The thief in the shackles cursed that there was not much entertainment in the castle, and when one of the unlucky bastards got caught in the shackles, the people would laugh and gather around him, pick up rotten vegetables from rattan baskets and throw them at his head.

"Hahaha~~~." The thief's wolf bèi made the others laugh, and in these boring and dangerous times, there are not many days when people laugh.

"Jingle Bell." That's when Dylan. Matt walked over to the shackles, pulled out a few coins and threw them into the bowl, and the coins made a crisp clanging sound.

"Let him go." Dylan. Matt said to the soldiers guarding the shackles.

"Oh, sir." When the soldier saw the coin in the bowl, he nodded and said that he had lifted the wooden shackles and released the thief caught inside.

"Thank you, sir." The thief, whose face was still stuck to the rotten leaves, held his dirty hands to Dylan. Matt said sincerely. (To be continued......)