The golden sword-wielding lion and the black carbist-carrying lion walked side by side on the way home, Arold raised his head from time to time to look at the flag flying above his head, because he did not have his own attendant, so the flag could only be carried by a servant, but the servant beat the flag to the ground, so that Arold was a little dissatisfied and his face sank.

"You'll need a squire of your own, but I'm worried if you can afford it." At this moment, a young girl came to him from Arrod's side, riding a red horse, and it was the same girl who taught him archery at Sir Ivan's archery range.

"Miss Josephine, you have underestimated my wealth, and your father, Sir Ivan, has also underestimated me." The corners of Arrod's mouth curled, and he held the reins of the war horse under his crotch and said to the red-haired girl.

And this girl was Sir Ivan's daughter, Miss Josephine, after knowing her identity, the Wendell family was very surprised, they did not expect that the chubby Sir Ivan would give birth to such a young and energetic girl.

"I know that you have captured a lot of loot in the battle with the Duke of Saxony, but if you do not have your own territory, this money will disappear sooner or later because of your various expenses, and I have always helped my father to manage his purse, so I know very well how weak a nobleman's purse is." Miss Josephine shrugged her shoulders, unfazed by Arrod's words, after all, bragging was also one of the privileges of the nobles.

"Then why did your father let you leave him with us?" Arold pursed his lips, squinted at Josephine, and said to this overconfident **.

"My father seems to want me to marry your big brother, so I said I would go with you to Black Swamp Village, and he agreed without saying a word, but in order to protect me he sent my cousin with him, in fact, I can protect myself." Miss Josephine said disapprovingly, that his cousin had long black hair, brown eyes, and leather armor, and was a taciturn man.

"Your father would agree to you like that?" Arold looked at the close-fitting leather armor worn by Josephine, and had to say that this hearty aristocratic lady had a good figure, and her chest was bulging to support the tight leather armor, and her buttocks were slightly upturned because of the exercise, and her tight thighs had to make Arold, who has the soul of an otaku, admire, Josephine definitely has the potential to be an otaku god or goddess.

"I said my father always wanted a son, and that those embroideries and dresses were the things I hated the most." Josephine jolted up and down with the horse, and Arold felt that she was like a fierce horse that was not easy to tame.

"So you have a crush on Yve?" Arrod asked with a sour taste.

"Hehe, I will only choose men who are stronger than me, and your brother seems to be good, who knows."

"Hmm." Arold thought to himself, how can any good thing fall on Yve, isn't it just that he was born earlier than himself.

"Arrod, come here, look here." While Arold was chatting with Josephine on a beat, Baron Wendell rode up to him in front of them, tightening the reins of his crotch in front of them, and his mount neighed and held his head high.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Seeing Baron Wendell's appearance, Arold also became alert, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the mount instinctively jumped and rushed forward.

When Arold came to the front, he found that in front of his team was a sad sight, only to see two caravans on the muddy path overturned to the ground, on the caravan lying on the caravan were the bodies of two women, who seemed to have been pierced by a sword from behind, and a few steps away fell to the ground A middle-aged man who looked like a traveling merchant was lying in the middle of the road, but his head was rolling into the grass by the side of the road.

"Did the robbers do it?" Josephine's voice came from behind Arrod, who was so shocked that he almost pulled out his sword, looking at the tragedy in front of him, which made everyone's nerves tense.

"It should be, look at the remaining javelins, they are the weapons of the Slavs. Let the servants take all the weapons, it's not peaceful here. Baron Wendell nodded, and he turned his head and shouted to the man behind him.

"Why are you here, it's dangerous here." Arold felt helpless about this young lady who had everything, when she came to follow, it was like a cat.

"Don't worry, the bandit who just got a vote didn't attack us so quickly." Josephine pursed her lips and said to Arold.

"How do you know the way?" Arold asked curiously.

"It was a disaster that a band of West Slavic bandits attacked my father's territory, and those guys burned everything they could." Josephine's expression became solemn, as if he was apprehensive about the pagan West Slavs.

"How many infidels are there?" Arrod's brow furrowed, he had almost forgotten the religious contradictions of this era, but why did the pagan Slavs appear here.

"I don't know what to do, but we have to be careful, after all, we carry a lot of baggage." Baron Wendell said loudly, he turned his head to look around, and found that Yves was not around, "What about Yves, where is Ive?" ”

"I'm coming." Yves rode from the rear of the group to Baron Wendell, who seemed to be hiding from Miss Josephine.

"Take a few people to protect our baggage." Baron Wendell carefully arranged the formation, they carried the caravan that had fallen on the side of the road to the side, and the corpses on the road had to be hastily buried on the side of the road, and when the procession passed by the victims, the people showed a look of fear and anger, which was a complicated mentality towards the pagan West Slavs.

Suddenly the trip home, which should have been happy, became nervous, the servants and peasants were holding weapons, and the slightest disturbance would make them shout, so that Arold and Yves had to ride their horses in the ranks from time to time, and the restless soldiers were crushed down, and it is said that the servants and peasants of the Wendell family had gone through the war with the Duke of Saxony and had adapted to the fact that the battle should not be the case, and Arold was a little puzzled.

"The heathens of the West Slavs are extremely savage and warlike, and they worship their false gods with the blood of their enemies." Jodo nervously held the crossbow in his hand, and he lowered his voice to Arrod.

"It is also said that they summon demons before they fight, and they will not only kill their opponents, but also take their souls." Another superstitious peasant soldier with a spear in one hand and a small wooden cross around his neck in the other, his eyes swept through the dense forest to the left and right, as if the devilish West Slavs would at once jump out from behind the bushes and kill them all.

"Shut up, if they were so powerful, they would have captured the entire Duchy of Mason a long time ago, and they still have to work so hard as a bandit?" Arold scoffed at the words of the peasant soldiers, maybe those West Slavs fought very fiercely, after all, they were the ancestors of the fighting people in later generations, but he didn't believe in the devil and the like.

Perhaps it was true, as Josephine had said, that the West Slavic robbers had not attacked them, perhaps because they had left after a vote, or perhaps because they were numerous and armed, and that there was no danger until sunset when the sky had darkened, and Baron Wendell breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered his troops to light a bonfire in the middle of a forest clearing.

"Crackle, crackle~~~." The branches of the campfire made a crisp sound in the fire, and Miss Josephine sat by the campfire with a fine woolen blanket, and the night air was very cold, and only the nobles could keep warm with a wool blanket, while the peasants and servants had to wrap themselves in coarse linen clothes.

"Drink some hot ale, it will be warmer." Arold found a marching iron tong pot, put ale in it and put it in the bonfire, and soon the ale was steaming, and he gave each of his father and brother and the nobles a glass, and then gave some to the soldiers, this way of hot wine has never been seen before, but it must be said that after drinking it, the numb body quickly warmed up.

"Strange people." Josephine held the cup in her hand, the temperature of which made people feel warm in the cold night, when a voice came from beside her, and a huge body sat beside her.

"Sir Eve, what strange are you talking about?" Josephine saw that it was Yves sitting beside her, so she greeted him.

"My brother Arold, many people think he has a different head than we do, in Krefshire and in Göttingen, he always does things that are unexpected." Yves pillowed his face on the hilt of the great sword, looked at Arrod, who was busy in the crowd, and said with a tone of doubt and envy.

"You and your brother seem to get along well." Josephine smiled, and she took a sip of the hot ale in her glass, many aristocratic families often have conflicts between brothers because of the issue of inheritance, but the Wendell family does not seem to have this problem.

"Ha, you haven't seen Arold before he fell off his horse, you know that I hate weak men, and before that I sometimes wanted to kill him." Yves shook his head and turned his face to look at the bonfire in front of him, the flames in it were beating, yes everything changed after Arold fell off his horse, he seemed to be a different person, wise, fearless, and had a special self-confidence.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing Josephine and Eves sitting together, Arold approached curiously and asked.

"Nothing." Josephine and Ifu said almost at the same time, they looked at each other and smiled, Eve's is usually rarely able to talk freely with the woman he likes, and the reason why he can talk so happily with Josephine is because they have a common topic, that is, Arold in front of him.

"Woo~~~~~, woo~~~~." Just as Arold wanted to ask further, a howl suddenly came from the forest, and everyone immediately became nervous, because they could clearly hear it being the cry of the wolves, and they had broken into the territory of the wolves without knowing it.