Arold suddenly thought of how the Duke of Saxony had seen through Sir Abel's division of troops, and the soldiers who did not have tents at night could only gather around the campfire to keep warm, and the number of people sitting around a bonfire was at most five to ten, according to this characteristic, the Duke of Saxony estimated the division of the Duke of Mason's troops, and Sir Able and Arold couldn't help but scold this cunning old fellow.

"It seems that it is indeed the number of bonfires that exposes our strength, and the Duke of Saxony is truly worthy of his fame." Sir Able said with some dismay, that the plan that he had thought was foolproof had been easily seen through, and that it had dealt him a great blow.

"Don't be discouraged, Lord Able, what you lack compared to the Duke of Saxony is experience." Arold comforted Sir Ebel, but felt that this setback was actually not a good thing for Sir Ebel, as the next ruler of the Duchy of Mason, Sir Abel was also an excellent knight, too smooth sailing will inevitably make him stubborn in the future, and the setbacks of his youth are sometimes a fortune.

"Well, I've found the reason for the failure, and I'll be more careful the next time I face the Duke of Saxony." Sir Able was a good knight, and he accepted his defeat calmly, and regained his strength to fight the Duke of Saxony again, and this feeling of meeting his opponent could not help but make him scrappy.

"Now that we've found the cause, let's release this poor woman." Arold sensed the change in Sir Able, and he couldn't help but secretly praise it in his heart, it seems that the psychological factor of a good ruler is also very important.

"Of course." Sir Able nodded, and he bent down and walked out of the lumberjack's shed, and Arold looked at the woman in the thin dress, and he took off his shawl and draped it over Maggie, who just looked at Arold in a daze, and as she put her shawl on Maggie, Arold smelled a faint scent.

Maggie wrapped Arrod's not-so-ornate shawl, which was spun from coarse linen, not otter skins or woolen like other nobles, and was also due to the Wendell family's usual poor family finances, but Arold's mother had embroidered many beautiful patterns on the shawl, with all kinds of flowers and small animals, which made the shawl very chic.

"Hey, Maggie, you're okay, we're all scared." Maggie walked into the camp of miscellaneous servants, the messy camp was full of chickens and dogs, drunken soldiers hugged prostitutes in the haystack, behind the caravan to have fun, the drunken drunk man lay on the muddy ground, and the other drunk man took off his pants and peed beside him with drunken eyes, it can be said that the people here are rude and inferior, looking at everything around Maggie felt a burst of disgust, and his mind couldn't help but think of Sir Abel's handsome and elegant posture, Arrod's body was even, and his demeanor was kind, She lamented in her heart why her fate was so bad.

"It's nothing, just asked me something." Maggie weakly said to the sisters who came to her, these prostitutes are actually poor people, some of them are married and can't bear the beating and abuse of their husbands and run away from marriage, some yearn for a better life, some have been burned down in the war, and the weak women are strong enough to live in this era of banditry.

"That's great." The women babbled.

"yes, I'm sorry Maggie." At this moment a young girl came out of the crowd, with a round face, fluffy blond hair, a pair of green eyes and watery eyes, and a dirty skirt, looking only fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Don't worry, I'm not in a good place." Maggie laughed, she bent down and stretched out her hand to pat the little girl's face, her heart couldn't help but hurt, the little girl in front of her was called Kelly was an orphan on the battlefield, it is said that her father was a mercenary, but he died on the battlefield of a battle, and as a result, Kelly was left in the miscellaneous battalion. A hateful villain saw that Kelly was hungry and actually exchanged half a piece of hard bread for the child's chastity, and Kelly became one of the prostitutes, and Maggie took pity on the child and treated her as if she were his sister, but the innocent Kelly inadvertently revealed what Maggie saw in the woods, and if Arold hadn't released Maggie, I wonder how those rude sergeants would have tortured her.

"Kelly will have more brains in the future, and she will be as clever as me." At this time, a little boy's head came out from behind Kelly, and he patted Kelly's little head with his hand, grinning as if it was a very interesting thing, the little boy's face had some pockmarks, which were left after smallpox, but his big blue eyes were always dripping and straight, full of clever touch.

"Martin don't slap her on the head, it's going to make her dumber and dumber." Maggie shook her head and said helplessly, suddenly her brows furrowed, and she grabbed Martin's arm to uncover the back of his shirt, only to see new scars on Martin's back, "Who did this?" ”

"Hmph, it doesn't hurt at all." Martin pulled his arm out of Maggie's hand, and he turned his head away as if he were used to it.

"It was done by one of Duke Mason's nobles, a pervert who not only likes to play with young boys, but also abuses them often." Another prostitute tells Maggie the truth of the matter, that it is not only the lowly soldiers who come here to have fun, but sometimes some nobles come to relax, including some perverts.

"Whew." Maggie felt tears rolling in her eyes, Martin was also an orphan on the battlefield, and became a little male prostitute in order to survive, but they suffered too much, and the women were silent when they saw Maggie's tears, and the depressing atmosphere was permeating.

"You're all here, quick, there's a lord holding a banquet that we need to decorate, and there's a lot of delicious food and wine there." At this moment a prostitute who had received good news from outside the camp came running and cried out loudly, and when they heard the news, the women all left their sorrows behind, and the thought of the meat at the banquet and all kinds of fresh fruits, and the free wine that the nobles had drunk half of the time, made them rejoice, and since God had set their fate so miserable, why should they not be able to live with themselves, it was better to have fun in time.

Maggie and her two children followed the women, who would refuse free food and drink, and it was also important for the growing children to have a full meal, and they came to the outside of a tent, where there were many wooden barrels, and in the barrels were bitter ale, and some knights and nobles were sitting on the trunks of large trees that had been moved, and they were chatting with each other around the campfire with wine glasses, and they saw many scantily clad prostitutes coming in from outside, Their plump bodies were wrapped in uncovered dresses, and they walked out of the dark night like a group of seductive elves and witches who suddenly appeared, and the knights and nobles watched with wide eyes as these people fell into their arms, and the knights and nobles also entered into joy in the women's warbler swallows.

"Yves is doing a good job, where did he find so many women." Sir Wendell saw that this place was particularly cheerful under the drive of these women, it turned out that this was a banquet specially entertained by Sir Wendell to celebrate Arold becoming a knight, although it was in the open air, but the abundance of food and wine, and of course the women made this place extraordinarily lively.

"What about him, this is the best part of the war." Yves unceremoniously took the wine glass and pulled a long-haired prostitute into his arms, and he lowered his head and kissed the woman fiercely on the neck, causing the woman to giggle.

"Where's your brother?" Sir Wendell was old after all, and he refused to be embraced by a woman, but only took a glass of wine and drank it, and he looked around and asked.

"I don't know what to do, but I've already asked someone to find him, so it should be soon." Eve's head lifted from the woman's arms and said vaguely.

"Well, treat your brother well, today is a good day for him." Sir Wendell felt a little tired, drank another glass of wine, and got up and went to rest in his tent.

Arold came in the middle of the banquet, at this time it was already midnight, and the time converted to the afterlife was about 12 o'clock, as soon as Arold appeared, he was surrounded by everyone, including Yifu and other nobles competed to fight with him, and Arode, who knew that this was a banquet for himself, of course it was not good to refuse everyone's kindness, so he had to refuse, but perhaps because his soul was from the afterlife, these ales did not make him drunk.

"It's him." At this time, Maggie, who was in the corner, saw Arrod surrounded by nobles, and the young and kind knight turned out to be the protagonist of this banquet, was this God's arrangement? Thinking of this, Maggie, who was experienced in dealing with men, suddenly felt her heart beat faster, her face was red, she lowered her head and looked around, fortunately no one noticed, suddenly she raised her head and looked in the direction of Arrod with a hot gaze, and then took out a little powder from the small bag on her waist and put it in the wine glass in her hand, she pulled a companion and handed her the wine glass, "Which lord will drink this wine." ”

"Oh?" The prostitute looked at the wine glass, and she quickly smiled meaningfully, the wine contained the aphrodisiac powder that these women were very familiar with, which was extracted from the body of an elk in heat, and it seemed that Maggie wanted to capture the young nobleman, thinking of this, the prostitute walked towards Arrod with a light step, twisting her thin waist.