"For Arrod. Please take me to express my heartfelt congratulations on this accomplishment, but this matter requires the consent of His Majesty the King, and I will do my best to bring it up to my father. Prince Otto stood up and said to Webster.

"I will, there's one more thing that Lord Arrod would like to tell you." Webster also understood that such an important matter could not be promised by the royal family all at once.

"What's the matter?" Prince Otto asked curiously.

"Isn't His Royal Highness curious why Lord Arjod would occupy the land on the Baltic coast so quickly?"

"This is indeed a very surprising thing for me." Prince Otto looked puzzled when he heard this, he couldn't imagine why Arold could do it with the power of a county.

"Tell me, it's been a long time since I've heard such an epic war story." The Anglo-Saxon princess clapped her hands and showed a happy look on her face, although life in the court was worry-free, but it was very boring, and if there was a story that could enrich life, it would certainly be what the nobles were happy to do.

"Well, get a stool for this messenger." Prince Otto was also intrigued, and at the request of his new wife, he asked Webster to sit next to him.

"It would be nice to have a lyre, but the little one is actually very good at chanting the narrative." Webster hurriedly said to Prince Otto.

["Oh, you can still sing, it's amazing, I wonder if you're more like the bard of Upper West Francia?"] The Anglo-Saxon princess was even more happy, and it was rare to see a bard-like messenger.

"Get him a lyre." At this time, even Prince Otto was interested, and he immediately asked his servant to fetch a lyre.

Webster held the lyre in his arms, then plucked the strings with his fingers, and the crisp sound of the strings tinkled as Webster closed his eyes and chanted softly. He sings about Arold's conquest of the Baltic coast in almost a heroic epic, but with a subtle emphasis on the power of cavalry, and sure enough, perhaps the Anglo-Saxon princesses and other nobles were attracted to the story, but Prince Otto heard the important message.

"Whoa~~~." By the time Webster had finished singing the whole story, there had been a great crowd in the courtyard, both nobles and princely servants. At the moment when Webster's song fell, applause rang out.

"You're singing so well, I'm completely drawn into a classic war." The Anglo-Saxon princess clapped her little hands, her cheeks flushed with excitement, and the men on the battlefield always attracted the ladies of the court, who completely ignored the cold side of the war and gave it more heroic romance with their brains.

"I'm just an amateur, no match for the bards of West Francia." Webster stood up and bowed to the people around him, and said modestly.

"You are so modest, and to be honest I think you are much better than the bards of West Francia." The Anglo-Saxon princess said appreciatively to Webster.

"Me. I wonder if you can let me drink some water? Webster reached out and pinched his own throat, which was a little hoarse from the long chanting.

"Pour the wine." The Anglo-Saxon princess gestured behind her, and a sommelier poured Webster a glass of wine with a flask.

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess." Webster eagerly brought the glass to his lips, the sweet red wine moistening his parched throat.

"In your story, Lord Arrod led the cavalry to defeat the infidels, right?" Prince Otto said thoughtfully to Webster.

"Yes, Lord Arrod already has a cavalry unit composed of attendants, and has a good record of fighting with the knights on the battlefield." Webster put down his glass and wiped his lips with his hand to wipe off the wine stains, a somewhat rude gesture that no one cared about at this time.

"I see." Prince Otto touched his smooth, sharp chin. He knew it was Arold offering a bargaining chip.

"My husband, can you keep him in our court? Stay with us. The Anglo-Saxon princess pulled Prince Otto by the sleeve and said to him, the dull Germanic court made the lively Anglo-Saxon princess feel a little bored.

"Would you like to be my guest?" Prince Otto said to Webster that he felt he should get more information from Webster.

"This is my honor, Your Highness the Prince." Webster replied after bowing to Prince Otto and the Anglo-Saxon princess.

Webster was left in Prince Otto's court, which was good news for Arrod, who was necessary to establish a long-term friendly diplomacy with the royal family, and sure enough, Arold received a reply from the royal family a month later. He was willing to accept Arrod as a vassal of the king of East Francia, and promised that he would have the Archbishop of the Rhine personally perform a ceremony for Arold in Arrod to announce Arrod's status to all other dukes in the kingdom.

"Looks like Webster did a good job." Arold was satisfied with the letter with the royal seal and said to Harvey, who was standing aside.

"According to our intelligence, the old king is about to see God. Adding a new duke is a challenge for the old dukes, so be careful. Harvey is not as optimistic as Arold, and it is foreseeable that the addition of a new duke will make new waves in the distribution of power within the kingdom.

"That's why Prince Otto needs our support even more." Arold narrowed his eyes and rubbed his hands together in thought.

"But the power of the Duke of Bavaria should not be underestimated, the Duke of Bavaria is attacking Italy, and if he succeeds, his son will become the king of Italy." Harvey said to Arold.

"Italy?" Arrode's brow furrowed, rich Italy was always the coveted fat of Europa's powerful rulers, and in addition to the wealthy city-states of the Mediterranean economically, the influence of ancient Rome remained culturally and politically.

"Yes, but the royal family doesn't seem to want to see that either, and I heard that Hugg of Burgundy has prepared his army to intercept the duke, and a good show is about to begin." Harvey shrugged his shoulders, Bavaria, Burgundy, and Italy were too far away, and the information had come a long way, in fact, the Duke of Bavaria had already been attacked by the Burgundians while Arold was fighting the Pomeranians. (To be continued......) R1292