In the courtyard of the castle, the moonlight sprinkles on the gardener's carefully trimmed flowers, and the fragrant fragrance permeates the whole courtyard, and in the center of the courtyard is a spring pool, which flows with cool spring water, and the spring pool is white marble to create the appearance of a daffodil, although there is no graceful and luxurious shape, but it is delicate and lovely, in addition to this spring there is also a gazebo with a round arch, the marble columns of the pavilion are entwined with vines, you can think of how cool it is in summer, There was a small swing in the pavilion for the nobles to play, but at this time the nobles were enjoying wine and food in the castle towers, so the courtyard was very quiet, and the swings in the pavilion were squeaking and squeaking.

"Well, there's someone." Arold felt very bad at the thought of Duke Mason's indifference to his family, and he stepped on the grass with night dew, which wet his boots, and he walked alone in this secluded courtyard, until he stood in the garden and saw the exquisite gazebo, which was supported by six white marble pillars, and between the marble pillars placed heavy stone benches, which could be used by the nobles who were tired of playing. But at this time, he heard the sound of the swing swaying inside, and quickly stopped.

"Daffodils bloom in the pond, white swans wave their wings, golden roses sprinkle on the grass, and handsome knights pick up roses and present them to the beautiful princess~~~~." A crisp singing voice like a silver bell sounded, the song was as clear as an autumn night, listening to it made people like drinking wine, Arold couldn't help but stand quietly outside the gazebo and listened, no matter what civilization, beautiful music can always communicate directly with the human heart, although this song has no musical accompaniment, but the crisp girl's voice makes this defect completely negligible, the only accompaniment is the sound of the creaking swing.

"Rotten scum ~~~." Just as the people in the gazebo were singing energetically, suddenly there was a sound of cracking from the gazebo, as well as the screams of women and the sound of objects falling to the ground.

"It hurts."

Arold hurried into the gazebo, and he saw a girl in a long white dress kneeling on the ground, holding her calf in a gentle grief, one side of the swing may have broken because it had not been repaired for a long time, and the load-bearing rope made of vines was certainly not strong enough. Arold saw that the girl was draped with long blond hair, her green eyes were crystal clear with tears, her small and towering nose, her lips were ruddy, and she was as beautiful as an angel, but in a trance, Arold felt as if she had seen her somewhere.

"Ah, you, you." The girl looked up and was a little surprised to see Arold who broke in, but her eyes rolled and she quickly calmed down, and Arold remembered that she couldn't approach the girl so presumptuously, so she hurriedly took a few steps back to open up a safe distance between people.

"Hello young lady, I am the squire knight Arrod, who was invited by Sir Ebel, and I am not a bad person, because I have just heard the sound of you falling outside, young lady, so come in and see if there is anything I can do to help." Arold politely and quickly introduced his origin to the girl, the title of Miss is not a casual name in this era, nor is it a dirty meaning that has been misinterpreted in later generations, in this era only aristocratic young women are called Miss, Arold saw that although the girl's long skirt was not too decorated, but the materials were exquisite and embroidered with roses in many places with gold and silver, and the girl appeared in the duke's courtyard, so I thought that this must be which lord or the duke's family played here.

"I can't move my feet." The girl's snow-white teeth bit her lip, and tears crossed her smooth face, looking like I was pitiful.

"Can I take a look?" Arrud stepped forward, knelt down on one knee and picked up the girl with his hand, and asked cautiously, he didn't want to cause any trouble, but the girl's pitiful appearance made him unbearable to stand by and watch.

"Yes." The girl nodded, reluctantly sat down on the cold stone bench of the gazebo, and raised her feet generously for Arold to see, and the skirt slid along her silky delicate and silky skin, revealing strong and tight calves and naked beautiful and plump arched feet, the girl was in the gazebo without any shoes, but Arold felt so natural, because the beauty of the girl was like the spirit closest to nature.

"Hmm." Arrod's nose smelled the girl's unique virgin fragrance, looked at the girl's defenseless exposed calves, felt his throat dry and red ears, he was a little embarrassed to gently lift the girl's feet, and saw that the instep was a little red and swollen, it should just be a sprain.

"Seriously?" The girl lowered her head and saw Arold kneeling on one knee in front of her, pinching her feet with her hands, and she couldn't help but feel her ears heat up, and her cheeks showed a touch of rose.

"It's fine, it's just a sprain, I'll just go get some cold water and compress it." Arold did not dare to look, but got up and walked towards the fountain, where he tore off the hem of his linen garment, soaked it in the cold water, and then picked it up and twisted it, and went back to the gazebo, and wrapped the linen around the girl's feet.

"Hmm~~." The linen soaked in the cold spring water was wrapped around the girl's feet, and sure enough, the redness and swelling of the heat were alleviated, and the girl moaned softly comfortably, in this quiet pavilion, it was particularly ambiguous and embarrassing.

"Since you have nothing to do, Miss, let me say goodbye, my father and brother are still waiting for me at the banquet." Arrod hurriedly turned around, who knew that Lu Dao almost hit the marble pillar because of the too tense relationship, don't blame him, who made him single from his previous life to this life.

"Flutter~~~." The girl watched Arold almost crash against the marble pillar, and when she turned around, she almost tripped over her saber, and couldn't help but laugh softly, she looked at Arold's back with gentle eyes, and the corners of her mouth kept upturning.

"What a good knight, what a pity." Just as Arold had left, a voice came from behind the girl, and the girl did not look back to know that it was her troubled brother Sir Ebel.

"Hmph, what's the pity?" The girl puffed up her lovely cheeks, and asked Sir Able puzzled, it turned out that she was Josie, the daughter of the Duke of Mason, she had actually known Arrod for a long time, because she was the little squire with a crying face when Sir Able and the French knight competed that day, since she saw Arold's strange medical skills to save her brother, Arold's appearance in her little head could not be forgotten for a long time, of course, it was just a kind of girl's curiosity that was different from her brother, and she did not have any special thoughts. But today in the courtyard of the castle unexpectedly met Arold, and was once again saved by his strange medical skills, which made the girl have some ideas that this is arranged by God, that girl is not pregnant with spring.

"Josie, my sister, you are a woman of the Herman family, and your father will not allow you to marry an inferior nobleman who has no status or title." How could Sir Able not understand his sister's thoughts, but he knew that although Duke Mason loved his beautiful sister very much, as a woman of the Herman family, he could only become a political marriage tool in order to expand the family's power, and he even knew that Duke Mason had the idea of introducing his sister to the son of the Holy Roman Emperor Henry, and if he could marry the royal family, then the Duke's grandson would have the inheritance of Caesar, which was dreamed of by the cunning Duke Mason.

"I hate you." Josie stood up angrily, the pain in her feet made her frown, and her hands were on the marble pillar, but the stubborn Josie held back the pain and limped towards the place where she lived, and when she walked outside the courtyard, the two maids hurriedly stepped forward to try to help her, but she pushed her away and walked alone.

"Hey, what can I do?" Sir Able sighed, leaning against the marble pillar with his arms folded, and looking at his sister's stubborn back, shaking his head and pounding his mouth in embarrassment.

Arold didn't realize the troubles he had just caused in Sir Able's heart, he had his own troubles now, and the reason for the troubles was which old enemy, Earl Lauz, when he returned to the banquet, he saw his brother Yves was angry, staring at Count Lauzitz with a red face, there were many nobles between them who were trying their best to prevent the two from separating, it seemed that there was some conflict between Yves and Count Lauzitz, and Sir Wendell was trying to persuade Ive, Duke Mason's face was a little ugly, But haven't taken this farce to heart.

"What the hell is going on?" Arold asked one of the nobles next to him, who had not yet had time to figure out what was going on, and that he felt that his family and Count Lauzitz were simply inherently offended.

"Oh, which knight named Yves sat in the seat of Count Lauzitz, so when Count Lauzitz came, he asked which knight to leave his seat."

"Could it be that Yves didn't give up his seat?" Arold was a little surprised, this is a hierarchical society, everyone has their own position in accordance with the status, if Yves occupies the count's seat, then he must give up his seat for the count, this is in line with the traditional approach, Yves should not be unintelligible.

"No, which knight gave up his seat and apologized to the Count."

"Isn't that the end of it? How can it cause a dispute? Arrod didn't understand and hurriedly asked.

"But the Count had the seat split on the spot, and said he didn't want to sit on that smelly chair anymore, and that's why it happened." The nobleman shrugged his shoulders and said in a tone of amusement.

"What?" Arrod's lungs are about to explode, this is simply too deceitful, Count Lauzitz is humiliating Ifu in public, no wonder the hot-tempered Ifu can't help it.

"Duel, I, Ive, the would-be knight of the Wendell family. Wendell, to you, Count Lauzitz, asks for a duel. Yves gritted his teeth, his eyes almost bursting with fire, and said word by word to the arrogant Count Lauzitz.