In the evening, news reached the castle of the Duke of Burgundy, whose son-in-law, Francis, had fallen from his horse while hunting and had injured his shame, and several servants were bringing Francis back.

"Hunting hurt a vital point?" Harvey was stunned, she couldn't figure out how falling from her horse could hurt that part.

"It's God's arrangement." Arrold smiled and winked at Harvey and Miss Shirley.

"Huh~~." At this moment, Princess Burgundy, who was lying on the sickbed, woke up, and Miss Shirley hurriedly stepped forward to check.

"Who are you?" Princess Burgundy looked at the strange Miss Shirley and asked curiously, her voice a little hoarse.

"Great." Hearing the voice of the Princess of Burgundy, the maids smiled, and this was the first time that Her Royal Highness was able to speak clearly.

At the same time, the servants put Francis on a thin horse-drawn cart, which had been the tool of the peasants in the farmhouse, and the simple creaking wooden cart dragged Francis into the castle, and Francis fell into a coma with a pale face, and his lower body was stained with blood.

The next day, people dared to whisper that the Duke of Burgundy, as if nothing had happened, had prepared a banquet in the hall of the lords to celebrate his daughter's recovery, while his son-in-law, Francis, had been forgotten somewhere in the castle as if nothing had happened.

"Whew." However, while everyone was rejoicing, a servant of Francis hid in a corner, looked at the arrogant duke with disgust, and then slipped out of the castle.

"Tsk, why did the Duke of Burgundy let a mouse slip out?" Harvey leaned against the column, a position she liked because she could see everything in the hall, after seeing one of Francis's servants slip away. She approached Arrod seemingly casually with her glass in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Dressed in a doctor's robe, Arold politely accepted the congratulations.

"Someone slipped out of the castle." Harvey whispered as he drank.

"It's Francis' people, don't worry about it, it's none of our business." Arrod said after a moment's thought.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my daughter is healed by the blessing of the Lord, for my daughter's sake and for the glory of the Lord. And our venerable physician toasted it. The Duke of Burgundy stood up, raised his glass, and said aloud.

"Hey." Everyone raised their glasses and let out cheers, and the cheers echoed through the hall.

When the Duke had finished drinking, a man came out from the other side of the hall, a tall and thin man, his right eye covered with a black blindfold, but his left eye revealed shrewdness and coldness, and he was dressed in a gray cloak. In the light of the candlesticks and chandeliers, he looked out of place, but when his eyes swept over, no one dared to look him in the eyes, and people avoided his gaze, but soon his one eye looked at Arold.

"Yi?" Green. Noyce was slightly surprised to see Arrod, but Arold hurriedly lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand like everyone else.

"What's wrong?" The Duke of Burgundy's brow furrowed slightly. It seems that for Green. Noyce appeared at the banquet with some puzzlement, but quickly turned sideways.

"That's right. Honorable Duke ~~~. "Green. Noyce stepped forward and whispered in the ear of the Duke of Burgundy.

"Hmm, it's okay, huh." But when the Duke of Burgundy heard this, he waved his hand impatiently, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Yes." Green. Noyce reluctantly bent down. Before leaving, he looked in Arrod's direction again.

In fact, Green. Noyce also found out that Francis's servant was leaving, but the Duke of Burgundy was not worried about it at all, he probably imagined that the servant would go there, but the Duke of Burgundy thought that no one would dare to challenge his authority.

The Duke of Burgundy was right. After leaving the castle, the servant bought a horse and galloped through the night to the domain of Francis' father, the Count of Champagne, to complain to the Count of the humiliation he had suffered with the Duke of Burgundy.

"Lord Duke, now that Her Royal Highness the Princess has recovered, we will leave the Duke of Burgundy and continue our wandering life." When the feast was over, Arold said to the Duke of Burgundy.

"What? It's not going to work, my daughter can't afford to miss anything, and you have to continue to take care of her. The Duke of Burgundy shook his head and burped.

"Then Lord Duke, can you cash in the bounty first?" Arold thought for a moment, and went on to speak to the Duke of Burgundy, who had promised to pay a bounty to the man who had saved his daughter.

"Oh, then I will give you two choices, one is to become my courtier, you will own two or three estates in the Duchy of Burgundy, and you will be a prominent person under my protection." The Duke of Burgundy held out a finger and said to Arrod.

"Wow, that's a big deal." The people in the hall were amazed, with three estates and more importantly the patronage of the Duke of Burgundy, it was a very honorable and tempting choice.

"And what about the other option?" Unmoved, Arrold asked the Duke of Burgundy.

"Well, I'll pay you five thousand silver dollars, and two full boxes of silver coins." The Duke of Burgundy seemed a little dissatisfied, and he said to Arold.

"I want silver." Arrod said without hesitation.

"What? What a fool. The people in the hall shook their heads when they heard this, although five thousand silver houses were a lot, but they were nothing compared to the manor, after all, in the medieval agricultural society, land was the most important thing, not to mention the protection of a duke.

"Well, it's your choice, and I respect you, Doctor." The Duke of Burgundy let out a sigh of relief, and he leaned back in the wooden chair, which creaked.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Arold bowed to the duke.

When the feast was over, the people left satisfied, talking and laughing at Arrod's foolish choice, but Arold walked unconcernedly to his room, but in the cloister not far from the room, a figure was leaning against the wall and waiting for him.

"I'm Green. Neuss. "That figure is none other than the Duke's spy chief, the feared Grimm. Neuss.

"Oh, my lord, I'm willing to serve you." Arold stopped, bowed slightly, and saluted.

"You are so bold that you are swaggering in this court." Suddenly, Green. Noyce smirked, and with an outstretched arm, two sharp blades popped out of his sleeves, and then the two blades crossed and slashed towards Arold's neck.

"Whoosh~~." Under the light of the wall torch, the twin blades stabbed straight towards Arrod's vital point with a penetrating cold light, and Arrod retreated in panic. (To be continued.) )

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