The caravan was received by the javelin-cavalry, and smoothly entered the territory of Mecklenburgshire, and when they entered the castle of the angry lion, the kidnapped craftsmen were finally able to come out and move, they looked up at the strange walls around them and the soldiers within the wooden walls, and when they saw the black lion banner fluttering on the city gate, they realized that they had come to the castle of a nobleman, but why did a nobleman kidnap them.

"Please drink some honey water." Then a young girl with a basket in her arm came to the craftsmen, took out some cups from them, poured some honey water out of the jar, and let them drink.

"Whew." Not to mention the bumps along the way, although the blood droplets gave them absolutely enough food and water, but it was impossible to eat properly in the case of fear, and now they finally arrived at their destination, and it did not seem that they were robbers or slave traders, and they could finally rest well in this aristocratic castle, and at this time they could drink a cup of sweet honey water, there was nothing better than this.

"Thank you, you're not a Slav?" Newman drank a glass of honey water and gasped comfortably, he looked at the blonde girl in front of him, and thought it was strange and asked.

"Yes, I'm Leila from the Duchy of Mason." Leila and his father were placed in the Angry Lion Castle, and the coward Chodo was ordered by Arold to teach the blood drops how to use crossbows because they could use crossbows, but crossbows are very simple, as long as they are taught a little, they can use them, in fact, this is Arrod's disguised repayment of Jodor. The clever Leila understood Arrod's thoughts, and she didn't want to waste the castle's food in vain, so she used her well-known beekeeping skills to supply the castle with honey, a precious thing.

"Duchy of Mason? So I can ask where we are now? Newman looked at the banner hanging on the lord's house, as the Duchy of Masony, which was the enemy of the Duchy of Saxony, he did not know the flags of the nobles of the Duchy of Masony.

"This is the county of Mecklenburg, and this castle is called Fort Angry Lion, and it is the property of Lord Arrod, Count of Mecklenburg." Leila replied to Newman.

"Mecklenburg, isn't that the domain of the Slavs?" Newman was astonished, he had often heard of the cruelty of the pagan Slavs, and that they had a tradition of using human blood sacrifices.

"No, I've heard that a young Christian knight led mercenaries to liberate the county. In other words, this territory is now the domain of Christians. Suddenly, a young voice came from behind Newman. When Newman turned around, he saw a tall, thin, and somewhat pale young man with brown hair, and he said to Newman in an exaggerated tone. With a playful tone.

"So why would a Christian nobleman kidnap us?" Newman was even more puzzled.

"This. Maybe this beautiful young lady can answer us. The pompous young man shook his robe. He pulled his left leg back, bent down and stretched out his right hand, performing a not-so-standard court etiquette. Looking at his funny look, Leila snorted and laughed.

"I'm just a farmer's daughter, not a young lady." Leila took back the empty cup he had in his hand and placed it in her basket and covered it with linen.

"Then there is a famous artist named Webster, please allow me to paint a portrait of you, because your beauty is like a hollow valley orchid, and it touches my heart deeply." The pompous Webster relentlessly said to Lyra, this kind of entanglement made him repeatedly deceive the hearts of pure girls.

"What a shameful fellow." Suddenly, Martin's voice sounded from their side, the Spaniard who had led the blood drops to kidnap many craftsmen, and at this time walked up to Leila's side, took the honey water from Leila's hand, and scolded Webster as he drank it.

"My lord, I don't remember that I offended you, but it is extremely dishonorable for you to break down the door without warning." Webster didn't care about Martin's scolding, he shrugged his shoulders and said to Martin, this ostentatious but cunning artist knew full well that the other party had put so much effort to get them here, and would never do anything to hurt himself.

"Hmph, I've seen enough of your reputation with the urine that flowed from you when we pulled you out of a nun's bed." Martin was merciless in his exposé of Webster.

"Hey, I'm just talking about the art of theology with a passionate lady, and you rough people don't understand it." Webster said with a smirk.

"Shameless~~." This time, it wasn't just Martin, but even Newman and Leila scolded the so-called artist.

"Open the door, Lord Earl has arrived~~~." At this moment came the voice of the guards from the city gate, the city gate was lowered and opened, and a hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the leader of the horses rode in was a knight wearing a noble cardigan fur shirt, and a large coat made of otter skin, which was connected together with silver hinges on his chest, and the nobleman's face was young and radiant, and his blue eyes were full of the majesty of the superior, and he was followed by a knight in chain mail, and the knight held a banner in his hand, Fluttering on the flag is the coat of arms of a black lion holding a carbine and a book in its paws.

"This is the ruler of Mecklenburgshire, Lord Earl Arröd." The people of the castle immediately gathered around Arrod, and they took off their hats and bent down to salute the monarch.

"Lord Count." Martin saw Arold hurriedly step forward and help Arold get off the horse, it had just rained a few days ago, the ground was a little muddy, and the leather boots made a cooing sound when they stepped on it.

"Go to the house and speak." Arold looked at the kidnapped craftsmen with satisfaction, and he stood in the clearing and said a word to Martin, and strode into the lord's house.

"Well done, Martin, I recognize your work." In the retinue of dozens of people in Arrod's group, a beautiful woman with black hair came out, and Martin immediately recognized it as Harvey, the leader of the Blood Drops, his immediate boss. The members of the Blood Drop were well aware of this woman's terrible methods, and he hurriedly bowed to Harvey.

Arold walked into the lord's house, this wooden house had a special meaning for Arold, it was his first stronghold in Mecklenburg, some wolf skins hung on the wooden pillars, which were caught in the nearby forest, too many wolves would endanger the safety of farmers and travelers in the territory, killing wolves was also one of the lord's duties, and wolf skins could keep out moisture and keep warm.

"Bring them in." Arold walked over to the lord's seat. This high-backed wooden chair was spotlessly clean. With a bearskin on his seat, Arold turned and sat down, while his retinue and the guards in charge of the Lion Keep swooped in, standing on either side of the hall.

"Yes." Martin hurriedly brought Newman and the others in. These master craftsmen rubbed their eyes. looked blankly at Arrod, who was sitting on the lord's seat.

"You are very sorry that you have been invited to my territory in such a rude manner. I am the rightful ruler of Mecklenburgshire, and my name is Arold. Wendell. Arold looked at the skilled craftsmen who had been kidnapped from various territories in front of him, Mecklenburg County belonged to the border territory of the Empire. This has long been the territory of the Slavs, and although there are many skilled craftsmen among the Slavs, Arold cannot use it with confidence, but Mecklenburg County is indispensable for Arrod to become a model for Arold's planning.

In order to solve this dilemma, Arold finally decided to kidnap these Germanic craftsmen from other territories, and secretly make them the backbone of territory construction, and the only one who accepted this task was his own secret organization Blooddrops, and according to Harvey's suggestion, the Blooddrops members were disguised as merchants from the town of Vismar, Mecklenburgshire.

"Honorable Earl, I am a member of the guild under the protection of the Countess of Hamburg, please release me immediately, otherwise it will cause terrible consequences." Newman stepped forward, bowed respectfully to Arrod, and said to Arrod, this is not an intimidation, if the Countess of Hamburg learns that her master armor maker has been kidnapped by Arold, she will probably start a private war against the nobles of Mecklenburg in a fit of rage.

"The Countess of Hamburg won't know about this, your name is Newman, I know that you are a master armor maker, please help us train the apprentices of armor making, please rest assured that we are definitely not robbers, your reward is 15 silver dollars a week, the longer you serve me, the more you will be paid." Arold said to Newman.

"This, it's not a question of pay, I don't want to leave my family." Newman was a little surprised to hear this, the Hamburg blacksmiths' guild would only pay him six silver dollars a week, and the young Earl of Mecklenburg actually paid him more than twice as much, but even if it was so difficult that he could abandon his family to work in this strange place?

"Rest assured that your family will come to our territory in the future, so you can work here with peace of mind." Martin said to Newman from behind.

"You, you." Newman's eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, he didn't expect that the Earl had done this for himself, the nobles of the Middle Ages might enjoy the products of their blacksmiths, but they would never take them so seriously, for the nobles it was a matter of course for the craftsmen to serve themselves.

"Alright, that's settled, and then you'll head to our smelting base, where there's a manager named Orn, who will talk to you." Arrud nodded with satisfaction, these technicians are rare wealth, far more valuable than money.

"Arrod, are you putting yourself at great risk for these talents?" Harvey walked to Arold's side, she didn't understand Arrod's thoughts, this plan was named "Sycamore Strategy" by Arold, which means to attract a golden phoenix like a sycamore, but in the eyes of others, the effort and money spent is not as cost-effective as hiring some strong soldiers.

"One day you'll understand the beauty of the Sycamore's plan." A mysterious smile appeared on Arrod's lips, and he raised his finger to point at the craftsmen and said to Harvey. (To be continued......)