In the end, the Teutonic Knights lost to the Mecklenburg Legion, which made Yves and others puzzled, in their opinion, the Teutonic Knights were the elite troops of the elite, and it was impossible to fight ten at a time, but it was defeated by the soldiers of the Mecklenburg Legion, which was simply incredible.

'That's the power of formation and teamwork.' Arold sat at the wooden table, and while eating the food brought by the attendant, he said to Eve, who was sitting next to him, that Eve, Arold's brother and family, and that he was entitled to dine with Arold.

"Formation?" Yves muttered in confusion that people born into a traditional gentry like him had learned that the warrior's personal skill was the most important thing in warfare, and even their fireside story was that of a battle-hardened knight who defeated the infidels in hard battles, and that his followers were ignored.

"An effective formation can often exert unexpected power, and the Teutonic Knights should strengthen in this regard, so that your power will become stronger." Arold knew that it was useless to talk about this kind of thing, and that the pride of the nobility was the accumulation of long-term culture, and perhaps after this setback, they would seriously change their way of fighting, turning the rough supremacy of individual force into a group of cooperative group operations.

"I'll talk to my brothers." Yves said helplessly, if it weren't for the failure of the Teutonic knights in this exercise, he might stubbornly refuse, but he could only accept the facts in front of him.

"One more thing, I'm going to get Dylan. Master Matt became the quartermaster of the Teutonic Knights. At this time, Arold threw out another news that shocked Yve, and when Arold said this, Yves was shocked to drop the ham in his hand on the ground.

"What? You're going to make that hunchback one of the five chiefs. Yves said in shock that the so-called five chiefs refer to several important people under the Grand Master of the Teutonic Order, Arrod, among them are the military chief (flag officer), the treasurer (treasurer), the quartermaster general, the ambulance chief (field medical care) and the deputy commander. These five prefects were allowed to vote on the affairs of the Teutonic Knights in the event that the Grand Master was unable to make a decision.

"Yes." Arrod nodded, confirming that he was not joking.

"But he wasn't a member of the Teutonic Order, not even a knight." Yves felt that his brother was simply messing around, but Arrod's unbelievable victory made him unable to refute it. "He can't even fight."

"Dylan. Master Matt is a cool-minded man, and the Teutonic Knights need such a figure to weigh the pros and cons, and I have decided on this matter. Arold took the handkerchief handed by the attendant beside him, wiped his hand, stood up and said to Yve, as the Grand Master of the Teutonic Order, he has the right to make decisions on personnel.

Arold left the dining table and went to his bedroom, and as he was about to push the door, he saw a maid of Princess Josie coming from the other side. So he didn't immediately push open the door and walked in.

"How is the princess's love for the past two days?" Arold asked the maid.

"It's good for the Duke, it's just that sometimes she secretly cries." After the maid timidly curtsy to Arrod, she reported to him truthfully.

"Really?" Arold waved her hand and told the maid to retreat, although Princess Josie had always been very calm, but the unknown life and death of her brother did make her worried.

"Tsk, hey." Arold stood in front of the bedroom door for a long time, but gave up the intention of knocking. He turned around and left there, and the Duke of Mason's fate was unknown, and there was not only a great dispute in the Duchy of Mason. In fact, there were also fierce discussions and rumors in the court of Mecklenburg, but Arold has always strictly ordered them not to spread.

In a depressed and tangled mood, Arold strolled through the courtyards of Mecklenburg, dressed in a duke's coat, and at least the fresh air and fragrant flowers made him feel better.

"Arrode, what are you doing here? Don't you know it's raining? Just then, a voice came from behind Arold. When Arold turned around, he saw Harvey, the leader of the spies.

"Oh, it's you." Arold looked at the spy leader in the red dress, her tall and plump figure made the obviously modified dress even more sexy and beautiful, and the skirt that had been mopping the floor was cut off by Harvey, just exposing her strong and tight calves.

"It's about to take on a strong enemy like the Duke of Bavaria. Why do you look listless? Harvey asked curiously.

"Who's to say I'm listless, I'm just walking around here and thinking about what to do with that old fox." Arrod stiffened his mouth and disagreed.

"Oh~~~." Harvey elongated her tone in disbelief, she knew that Arold had always acted decisively in matters of war, and this exercise between the Teutonic Knights and the Mecklenburg Legion illustrated the problem.

"What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to send more men to Lord Mason? Arold didn't want to be poked by Harvey, a keen guy, so he immediately changed the subject and asked.

"The Bavarians blocked the border, and it was very difficult for our people to get in, but there was something strange about it." Harvey was certainly aware of Arold's tricks, but she didn't want to expose them.

"What's so strange?" Arold frowned, the Brotherhood of Blood Drops would not be stumped by such a trivial matter as sealing the border.

"We bribed some Bavarian informants and brought back a bit of strange rumors."

"Strange rumors, when have the rumors been normal?" Arrod muttered, his eyes glancing in the direction of Princess Josie's room.

"You'll know after I hear it."

"Say, I've got a lot of time now." Arold walked to the gazebo, sat down inside, and said to Harvey.

"There is a rumor among the Bavarians that the heir of the Duke of Bavaria hid the Duke of Mason." Harvey said to Arold.

"What are these words? The heir of the Duke of Bavaria was of course on the side of the Duke, and it was strange why Abel was hiding. Arrod couldn't help but stand up and said loudly.

"No one knows what happened, but we can be sure that Lord Mason is not dead." Harvey shrugged his shoulders and said to Arrode.

"yes, that's great." Arold said seriously.

"So is this news a good thing or a bad thing for you, Lord Duke?" Harvey looked at Arold's face, pondered for a while and then said, this is a question that many people want to say but dare not ask in front of Arold, but Harvey is different.

"What are you talking about? Of course that's a good thing, but what rumors have you heard? Arrode's brow furrowed, and he said angrily to Harvey.

"There are many, some people say that you are actually waiting for Duke Mason to die, so that you can accept the land of the Duchy of Mason, right?" Harvey wasn't afraid of Arrod, she tilted her head and tapped her thighs with her fingers, a weird smile on her lips. (To be continued......)