In the hall of the lord, the Danish king Banuk sat on his chair, leaning forward and stroking his beard, in the hall there were many Viking warriors loyal to Banuk, these Viking warriors would be very noisy when they gathered together, but at this time they were all speechless, and some bowed their heads and thought hard, Danish king Banuk stomped his feet anxiously, and made a loud sound of Pemba.

"Sue me, what is this mystery?" The Danish King angrily yelled at his Viking warriors, and Grace turned him away on the grounds of tradition, making him feel as uncomfortable as if he couldn't eat a plate of fresh, fatty meat.

"My Majesty, this riddle is so difficult, it's really powerless." The Vikings shook their heads, and even the Vikings who loved to guess riddles had never heard of this riddle from a Mediterranean civilization.

"Damn it." King Banouk of Denmark sat down in his chair with his head bowed, cursing the damned tradition in his heart.

"Your Majesty, although we have to abide by the ancient traditions, you are the king, as long as you give the order, we will help you by force." There were also Viking warriors who broke with tradition and said to the Danish king Banuk.

"Do you think I don't want to? However, Grace, my new queen, said that if I could not do it according to tradition, then the marriage would be cursed by the gods, and she would choose to commit suicide and wash away the defilement with her own blood. The Danish king Banuk held his forehead and said to his men with a headache that Viking women were sometimes very scary, and Banuk had no doubt that Grace would do so.

Just as the Danish king Banuk was stumped by Grace's riddle. The East Franks began to set out to return to their homeland, and after the Danish king Banuk and his men converted to new Christianity, King Henry promised that if Banuk was attacked by the infidels, he would definitely support him, and the two sides could be said to have reached a strategic military alliance, and the Danish king Banuk resisted the invasion of other Viking warriors for the East Frankish kingdom, which suddenly reduced the pressure on King Henry from the north.

"Andrew the Mad One, I appoint you as the acting deputy commander, commanding the soldiers of the German mercenary regiment to serve the Danish king Banuk." After the death of John Berg, Arold appointed Andrew, who had excelled in the Battle of the Port of Mecklenburg, as his acting deputy commander, and commanded the soldiers of the German mercenary regiment to fight for the Danish king Banuk. It was stipulated in the contract that King Banuk of Denmark would pay a gratuity to the mercenary group every week. And the spoils of war on the battlefield are taken by both sides.

"Thank you for your trust, Lord Earl." Andrew the Mad knelt down on one knee and accepted the ribbon that Arold had handed him, which had been owned by John Berg and represented his rank in the German mercenary regiment. Andrew the Mad carefully put the ribbon on his body.

"Lord Earl. Please come over here. "When Arold granted the rights to Andrew, the Mad Man. Sir Ron came to his side and whispered in Arrod's ear.

"What's the matter?" Arold wears a Viking fur hat, which was given by the Danes as a gift for friendship. There is also a feather of an unknown bird stuck in the fur hat, which glows colorful in the sun.

"It's a matter of Master Johnberg." Sir Ron accepted Arrod's task to secretly investigate the cause of Johnberg's death, and with the silver ornament of the war horse that John Berg dragged down when he was dying, Sir Ron and several other soldiers secretly checked it quietly, because the silver ornament was used by the knights of the inner palace of the Earl of Praun, so the scope of the search suddenly became much smaller.

"Yes, found it?" Arold immediately followed Sir Ron to the corner of the castle, and they talked in a low voice, Sir Ron was very sure that the silver ornament was the silver ornament of Sir Will's warhorse under the Earl of Prauun, and the knight did not know why he did not notice the silver ornament lost on his warhorse, perhaps carelessly, or perhaps he did not believe that anyone would pay attention to such a small place.

"Are you sure it's Sir Will's?" Arold pointed with his finger, this kind of thing is very important, if you recognize the wrong person, it will cause a lot of trouble, especially the friendly relationship between the Earl of Praun and Arold.

"I've been to the stables myself, and it's not bad at all." Sir Ron nodded affirmatively, and he spread his palm, the silver ornament fainting slightly in his hand.

"Sir Will." Arrold's brow furrowed, he remembered that in the duel with Grace, the Sir Will seemed to be very unfriendly.

"I have inquired and found that the general of the Earl of Lauzitz often haunts Sir Will's tent, perhaps instructed by the Earl of Lautzitz." Sir Ron guessed.

"I'm worried about how much does the Count of Praun know?" Arold took the silver ornament back into his hand, it was small and delicate, and it was very textured, but it was impossible to accuse a noble knight of murder with a single silver ornament, especially in the chaos of the battlefield.

"I'm afraid the Earl of Praun doesn't know about it, but it is very difficult to charge Sir Will." Sir Ron also felt that the matter was very difficult, and made accusations openly, and as long as Sir Will denied it without witnesses, no one could do anything to him, but it would cause the Earl of Praune to be unhappy.

"This can only be done in secret, so don't make a noise now." Arold swept the silver ornament in his hand, slammed it into the palm of his hand, and continued, "Sue the shadows, keep an eye on Sir Will. ”

"Oh, I see." Sir Ron's eyes blinked, and it seemed that Arold was ready to use the power of the Brotherhood of Blood Drops, which was also a good idea.

"If this bastard did it, I'll make him pay for it with blood." Arrod's eyes shot with hatred, and in these chaotic times, Arold had tried to maintain restraint and calm, but sometimes his opponent's despicable actions still angered him.

"Colonel John Berg is a good man, loyal and a good friend, and if it had been Sir Will who had done it, I would have stabbed this well-dressed beast myself." Ser Ron assured Arold that killing his comrades on the battlefield was the most shameful act of a knight, and Sir Ron was bent on avenging his friend.

"Calm down, Sir Ron's justice will be served, and if no one helps us, then we will do it ourselves." Arold put the silver ornament in his pocket, and his eyes were set in the direction of Sir Will in the castle. (To be continued......)