Krazer slowly walked in front of the maid, of course, this maid was Harvey, looking at the strongest of these Vikings approaching in front of him, Harvey couldn't help but take a few steps back, she didn't want to cause trouble, but if these Vikings really thought that they were just weak people who let them bully like the other women in this manor, then they were wrong, and the blood dagger Harvey was by no means so easy to mess with.

"Woman, you wounded my men." Krazer threw his shawl behind him, and he tilted his head to look at the woman who dared to make a move on the Viking warriors, and his heart was aroused a little curiosity, and the other women in the manor were all scared like quails when they saw them, and how could they dare to do anything to these fierce Viking warriors.

"If it weren't for his cheap hands where they shouldn't be, they wouldn't have hurt, and if you wanted to do the same to me, then you wouldn't have hurt." Harvey's eyebrows twitched a few times as he said to Kreeser.

"Oh~~." The other Vikings all cheered, and in their opinion the absence of a fight at the banquet was not a perfect banquet, but it was the first time that a woman dared to challenge Krezer, and they all watched with a lively expression.

"Odin, hahaha, woman, what do you think I'm going to do to you?" Kratzer laughed at what he thought was the most ridiculous joke of all, and with a look of disdain on his face he strode forward in an attempt to grab Harvey by the collar and slap the arrogant woman in the face, so that she would remember who was the hero who really controlled the qiē.

"Bang dang~~." But just as Kreizer tried to catch Harvey, he felt that something had hit him in the head. It turned out that Harvey grabbed a plate on the wooden table and slammed it on his head.

"Oh." Kraere screamed, the woman who was like a raging she-wolf with teeth and claws, and in a fit of rage, he wanted to stretch out his strong arms and grab Harvey, but after Harvey smashed the pottery plate, he dodged Krezer's hands and slipped under his squeak, and tried to pick up the iron candlestick on the wooden table, but was taken away by the Vikings next to him.

"Uh-huh." The Viking who had taken the candlestick held out his finger and shook it at Harvey a few times. He wouldn't let this woman carry such a dangerous weapon.

"Damn." Kratzer turned angrily. For the first time in his life, he was attacked by a woman by surprise, which made him feel extremely ashamed, and even had the urge to draw his weapon, of course, he could not use it against a woman with his bare hands. However, it is precisely this arrogant psychology of men that leads to the constant attacks of Harvey. Harvey doesn't have this mental disorder. Yes, she didn't take the iron candlestick, but the wooden stool and the things that she could pick up became her weapons, and she attacked Kreezer with her head covered in the face. Causing the unstoppable leader of the Viking mercenaries, the Vikings around him howled excitedly, like a real banquet.

"Ahh Just when Harvey raised a wooden stool and was about to smash it at Kravey, he suddenly fell to the ground, rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground, and the wooden chair in his hand also fell to the ground and made a noise.

"I've never seen a woman like this." Kratzer gasped, looked at the skin scratches on his arms, and then looked at the fainted Harvey on the ground, and the Vikings around him also looked at Harvey quietly on the ground, they were waiting for their leader's final decision on this fierce woman, but the Vikings revered the strong and couldn't help but have a good impression of this fierce woman in their hearts.

"Valkyrie, Valkyrie." Kraser's lieutenant looked at Harvey, who was knocked unconscious on the ground, nodded his head and cocked his big brown-red beard, and began to whisper, slowly getting louder and louder, and the Vikings around him began to bang their wine glasses on the wooden table, and shouted.

"Valkyrie, Valkyrie, Valkyrie~~~~." The sound almost pierced the ceiling and shot straight into the sky, the shouts and cheers of the Vikings to the strong.

The next morning, when Harvey woke up from her stupor, she sat up and found herself in a guest room in the manor, touched the back of her head with a faint pain, and suddenly remembered what had happened yesterday, and she quickly checked her dress, and found that it was intact, and then she was relieved, but she was worried about what the Vikings would do to her.

"Valkyrie." But when Harvey walked out of the room, the Vikings she met in the hallway seemed to be exceptionally friendly to her, but what did they mean by Valkyrie? Harvey didn't care about any of this, she only vaguely remembered that the Vikings had mentioned Mecklenburg, and wondered if these Vikings were fighting Mecklenburg's idea and using the manor as a stronghold.

"You must leave the manor and tell Sù Arold about it." Harvey tried his best to leave the manor, but there was only one entrance to the manor, and the manor was self-sufficient and did not need people to go out, so it was impossible to leave, and the tall walls made it impossible for Harvey to cross, and just when he was worried, a drunken Viking walked up to her.

"Hey, Valkyrie, why are you frowning here?" These Vikings probably did business or interacted with the Germanic peoples on a regular basis, and were fluent in Germanic languages, although it is said that there was some kind of ethnic connection between the Vikings and the Germanic peoples.

"I want to go out, but it's blocked by the door, don't call me Valkyrie I have my own name." Harvey frowned and said casually, his tone was quite unkind, but the Vikings who had seen Harvey's power didn't care.

"Oh? Blocked, why did the door run away? The drunken Viking asked curiously, burping.

"How could the door run away, the gatekeeper wouldn't let me leave." Harvey looked at the drunkard angrily, only to see the drunken Viking scratching his scalp with his fingers, and walked to the door with crooked steps, and the doorkeeper looked at the Viking curiously, not understanding what he was going to do?

"Ping-pong." Suddenly, without warning, the Viking punched the goalkeeper unconscious, and then turned his head and beckoned to Harvey, motioning for Harvey to come over.

"Thank you." Although he didn't understand why the Viking had helped him, Harvey thanked him before leaving.

"You're welcome Valkyrie." The drunken Viking said nonchalantly, and he didn't pay any attention to the movement of the manor bodyguards leading the hounds towards here behind him.

Harvey did not dare to stop for a moment, she tore the hem of her dress so that she could move, but on the way she met a kind farmer who was pulling a cart of hay towards the castle, and saw Harvey striding on the dirt road in rags, so she sat down behind her pack carriage.

"Thank you, nice guy." Harvey felt that he was really lucky today, he always met good Samaritans, and when the carriage pulling hay came to the city gate, Harvey jumped out of the carriage.

When Arrold saw Harvey, he saw that the hem of her dress was torn, her body was covered with hay, and her face was dusty, and she looked like a peasant woman who was so poor that she almost didn't even enter the castle, but fortunately she was brought in by Julian.

"What's wrong with you? Has it been robbed? Arrod looked at Harvey, who was unbearable, and joked to her, and Julian, who had returned next to her, couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself who would dare to rob this tigress.

"Arod, don't laugh, something is wrong." Harvey rolled his eyes and said angrily to Arrod, who was sitting leisurely in his chair.

"Something? Something. Seeing that Harvey's expression was a little stern, Arrod, who knew her personality, straightened up and asked her.

"Count Lauzitz gathered a group of Viking mercenaries in his estate, and when the Vikings were drinking and having fun together, they mentioned Mecklenburg." Harvey told Arold what he had heard, and Arold nervously stood up when he heard this, the Vikings were a people who had left a terrible name in European history, leaving an indelible imprint of fear on Western, Central and even Southern Europe.

"Hiss~~." Arold took a breath of cool air, his brows twisted involuntarily, lowered his head and rubbed his hands, pacing in the room, a cold cool breeze seemed to blow in the window, which made Arold shiver involuntarily, he raised his head and looked out the window as if he saw the icy and snowy territory in the north, in that barren land rich in strong warriors, the Nordic people with perseverance who lived in hardship and hardship, famous for their iron tools and adventurous spirit, that was the one who gave birth to "Beowulf" Such a place for martial poetry. It was as if Arold saw hordes of shields and tomahawks leap out of their dragon-headed ships, and the tall and burly Norsemen attacked his strongholds, Mecklenburg, and reduced his painstakingly cultivated territory to scorched ruins.

"Arrod, what's wrong with you?" Harvey looked at Arrod, who was a little pale, and asked worriedly.

"We must not let the Vikings burn and plunder in Mecklenburg County, and immediately let the German mercenary group break the contract with the Duke of Abel and return to Mecklenburg County to defend against possible Viking invasions, and your wind and frost from Northern Europe will test us." Arold raised his head and said to Harvey, Julian and the others with a stern expression. (To be continued......)