Harvey saw the steward of the manor, a man who was feared at first sight, not that he was a mean bad man, on the contrary, the steward of the manor was a very kind man, and he never scolded anyone who was rude, but his head seemed to have been burned by a fierce fire, his skin and his left ear were burned and melted, and even his nose was like a bat, and he always wore a hood and a cape, and hid in a special room in the manor, which was always full of ointment and the smell of rot.

"Well, we just don't have a maid here to clean the room." The horrible-looking manor manager raised his bandaged arm and said to Harvey.

"Yes, yes." Even a person like Harvey, who was accustomed to seeing blood, didn't dare to stay long in the face of this terrible face, and hurriedly retreated.

"I wasn't scared when I first saw the steward, but I was also shocked when I saw him for the first time, and I really don't understand why the Earl would let such a person become the steward?" The maid who led Harvey saw her come out and asked her.

"Which chief is a nobleman?" Harvey couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It should be, but it's always mysterious, but sometimes Count Lauzitz comes to see him, but he's just a half-dead man, and if it weren't for Count Lauziz, who would care about this waste." The maid didn't seem to have much respect for the horribly looking steward.

"Yes." Harvey turned his head to look at the remote house that was gradually moving away, and it seemed that the secret of this terrifying-looking steward was anything but ordinary, and he wondered what he had to do with the family of Count Lauzitz.

Just when Harvey managed to infiltrate the estate of Count Lauzitz. Duke Abel in Mason Castle looked at the trembling man kneeling in front of him, his face was a little embarrassed, and even the attendants and servants around him looked frightened, because this scene was too strange now.

"Count Lautzitz, what are you doing here?" The Duke of Abel wore his golden tiara, which was only slightly lower than the king's, and was inlaid with a round pearl the size of a grain of rice, and he wore a duke's robe, with several turns of sky-blue duke's ribbon wrapped around his waist, and sat on the duke's high-backed chair with a graceful and extraordinary bearing, ten steps in front of his seat. Kneeling on the ground turned out to be Count Lauzitz. This famous vassal of the principality now prostrates himself on the ground like the most despicable prisoner.

"Your Excellency Duke, I know that there are all kinds of gossip about me throughout the Duchy, and that there have been some misunderstandings that have caused us to be at odds with each other. But we are still blood relatives. It's family. Be~~. "The Count of Lauzitz wore no jewels, and his clothes were gray and coarse linen, like the lowliest servant.

"Enough is enough for Count Lautz. I'm asking why you came to see me dressed like this? Duke Abel stretched out his hand to interrupt Count Lauzitz's words, and he frowned and said dissatisfiedly to Count Lauzitz.

"Someone is going to kill me, Lord Duke, please save me for the sake of our blood." Count Lautz straightened up, knelt on his knees and took a few steps on the stone floor, approaching Duke Abel a few steps closer.

"Someone is going to kill you? Who would dare to do something to a vassal like you? Count Lautz's words made Duke Abel stunned, and he pondered Count Lautzitz's words, although Count Lauzitz was seriously suspected of his father's poisoning, but in the absence of conclusive evidence, Duke Abel did not punish Count Lautzitz, he needed to leave a courtier who could balance the court politics.

"It was Arrod, Count of Mecklenburg, who wanted to kill me." Count Lauzitz said with tears in his eyes.

"I heard that the Count of Praun, the Count of Weimar, and the Count of Thuringia often visit the Wendell family's house, and it seems that the relationship between your vassals is very good, so it seems that the Duchy of Mason is in peace and prosperity." Duke Abel had in mind Duncan, the chief tailor of his court, and he had talked to himself this morning while he was making new clothes for himself.

"Why did Miya-sama kill you?" Duke Abel pursed his lips and pondered for a moment before he asked Count Lauzitz.

"In the past, I offended the Wendell family a lot, Arold must have hated me deeply, these days the soldiers of the German mercenary regiment have been closely monitoring me, if I don't come to ask the duke for protection, I will definitely never see the next day's sunshine, and Arold and the three major vassals have privately divided the spoils of the Bohemians, half of those spoils are my property in Lauzitz, they must be deeply afraid that I will pursue it, so they are ready to do it to me." Count Lauzitz said to Duke Abel while crying.

"Huh?" Duke Able's brows furrowed, he knew about the German mercenary regiment's surveillance of Count Lauz, but he didn't know about the private division of the spoils between Arold and the three major vassals, this was originally a small matter for Arold, in Arold's opinion, he fought bloody battles with the three major vassals, and it was normal for him to get the spoils as a reward after the war, but he didn't know that sharing the spoils of war was the right of the monarch and an important means for the monarch to win over the vassals, At this point, Arold touched the bottom line of Duke Able's psyche.

"Therefore, please also ask the Duke to persuade Arold to spare my life, and I am willing to give up all my property and enter the monastery alone to become a servant of God." Count Lauzitz looked at Duke Abel's expression with the rest of his eyes, and his heart gradually became settled, today's performance is Brother Robert with his plan, and now Arold has a powerful mercenary group in his hands, and there are three major vassals to support Arrod, the position of the court governor makes Arold powerful in the Mason court, but Duke Abel is by no means a nobleman who is willing to accept the status quo, only the inseparable comrade-in-arms relationship between Duke Abel and Arold is rift is, Even a final break is the only way to defeat them.

"Okay, you go back first, I believe that Miya-sama is a nobleman who keeps his promises, and he told me that he wants to be friendly with you, so he will definitely not break his promise." Duke Abel looked at Count Lauzitz, who was kneeling on the ground, although he was dissatisfied with Arrod's private sharing of the spoils with the three major vassals, but he still decided not to pursue this matter, after all, in his most difficult time, it was the Wendell family who strongly supported him, how could he just inherit the title and turn his gun on his ally.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Count Lauzitz felt that his purpose for the day had been achieved, he pretended to wipe his eyes with his sleeve, and humbly withdrew from the hall of the lords, only to leave the hall with his waist straight, and a cold look in his eyes.

"Whew." Duke Abel put his hands on the armrests of the seat, his head rested on the high-backed chair behind him, his eyes looked at the ceiling above, several iron chandeliers hung on it, the round chandelier hung down, the white candle on it melted half, looking at this Duke Abel suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted.

"Brother." At this moment, a crisp sound came from the side of the hall, and Duke Abel immediately looked over to see his little sister, Princess Josie, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, standing there looking at her.

"Oh, my dear sister." A smile appeared on Duke Able's face, and he did not want to show his weakness in front of his sister, and Princess Josie walked slowly, the bouquet she held in her hand exuding a fresh and sweet smell, bringing some joy to the dreary hall.

"Brother, I heard that Count Lauzitz just came?" Princess Josie curtsy to her brother, even if she is a brother and sister, but according to Able's current status as a duke, Princess Josie must give enough respect.

"Uh, yes." Duke Abel looked at his beautiful sister and didn't know what to answer, but nodded anyway.

"Brother." Suddenly, Princess Josie put her hand on Duke Abel's knees, and she sat on the cold floor with her legs curled up at Duke Ebel's feet, looked up at her brother and said, "Please trust Lord Arrod, he is your true friend." ”

"Huh?" Duke Abel was stunned for a moment, but then he laughed, his clever sister already knew a thing, he sighed softly, and nodded at his sister. (To be continued......)