"Do your job seriously, mercenary, this is a commission from King Haraus."

"I'm scared."

Count Claes waved his hand, and Byron bowed and exited the room.

"How? What has His Majesty assigned to us? ”

Alleyne had been standing in the doorway waiting for Byron to come out, with an anxious and expectant expression on his face.

When Earl Claes' messenger revealed that the king had a job for the Peony mercenary, Ellen was even happier than Byron. He seemed to see the moment when he became a real knight, and then dragged Byron directly into the carriage and drove all the way here.

Fatis was a little speechless about this, although he was a cavalry officer in the Swadia Kingdom before, but as a glorious Suno, the kings of the continent were just powerful chieftains in his eyes, and none of them had the ability to restore the glory of the Karad Empire.

"His Majesty has arranged for us some work in his domain, which is not a difficult task, and the remuneration is relatively high."

Byron pulled out a list written on parchment, and there was not much joy on his face.

He was also very happy when he first got the news, and if he got involved with the king, he would have the opportunity to be hired by the kingdom and even become a lord. Because he was worried that the king would have envoys coming, he also deliberately changed into the clothes he wore when attending the nobles' banquets.

In the end, all the king gave them was a piece of paper, and a whole bunch of chores that the other nobles had made them do many times.

Although the pay was good, Byron was a little disappointed. However, he still attached great importance to these tasks, because they would have a good relationship with the king.

Harlaus was a scathing and insatiable king, but he could ignore the advice of the nobles and appoint some talented and military people to important positions or even make nobles, which was what Byron was most looking forward to.

Of course, it was precisely because he always ignored the aristocracy's advice to keep the captured cities and towns to himself that the nobles in the country became more and more reluctant to contribute, as exemplified by the Count of Sweden. Ten years ago, Svadia almost captured a castle on the Nord border, but Harlaus, who was too drunk, told the other nobles that the castle belonged to him. After hearing this, the Count of Sweden, who was the marshal at the time, withdrew directly with several other lords, resulting in the siege battle finally coming to an end.

Therefore, the two of them formed a bond, and the contradiction between the two barons was only one of the manifestations.

Getting along with such a king is a test for a courtier.

Byron took over the job and put Alleyne in charge of the main task, which he was happy to do.

Clearing the king's domain of robbers and bandits and collecting tax arrears is a boring and sometimes offending task. Byron had taken a break from these missions and had the heroes carry out their troops with them.

Considering that after all, it was in the king's territory to do things for the king, and the shabby troops were too cheap, so Byron gave Alleyne 10 mercenary cavalry and 10 mercenary riders, as well as a team of swordsmen, and set off with two wagons and a lot of provisions.

Alleyne walked away very imposingly, wearing a cloak, shining armor and a beautiful coat, claiming to be on the king's orders, and proud.

"Sir, I think he's a little overjoyed."

Looking at the figures of Alleyne and those soldiers gradually moving away, Fatis's expression was a little subtle, and he felt that Alleyne was making a fuss.

"What about the king's work? That's all the commission. ”

Bandak pursed his lips with his crossbow, and especially when he said the word "king", with a slight dissatisfaction.

In his opinion, the most attractive thing about the king's work was not the honor, but the higher remuneration than the average nobleman.

King Harlaus's price is indeed not low, but it is still much worse than the "king's price" in Bhandak's heart.

"Alleyne is a proud man, let him go and have fun, I think he's very happy."

Byron sighed softly, then turned and smiled at the two of them.

"There's a show in the city today, and I heard that they brought in the famous bard Alma José, and I heard that he not only plays well, but always plays as a woman, do you want to go and see it together?"

In the face of Byron's invitation, Fatis nodded, indicating that he had heard of this young and brilliant bard, and now that he had the opportunity, of course he wanted to check it out.

Bandak, on the other hand, was not interested, he had no culture, and although he knew some words, he had no interest in poetry and opera at all. Rather than watching a man in women's clothes recite words on stage, it is more interesting to enjoy a night in bed with a real woman.

Bandak declined Byron's invitation and went to drink with the other soldiers.

As for the illiterate Kress, he was completely indifferent to the drama, and thought that it was a bit disgusting for a man to dress up as a woman, so he didn't go.

Eventually, Byron went to the city with Fatis, Jamila, and Manid.

For this popular actor with Kugit blood, Manid and Jamila talked about it all the way very excitedly. Jamila has been reading poetry since childhood, and Manid has traveled a lot to do business, and has seen Alma José's performances and seen him in style.

In Manid's words, Irma José is arguably the most beautiful and beautiful man on the continent, even in poetry.

Of course, this sounds a little uncomfortable to Byron, after all, he lived in a time when the feelings between men and men had become known under the popularity and propaganda of the group called "rotten women", and Byron was somewhat affected.

The most typical, and also the one thing he is deeply ashamed of, and the one thing he is most reluctant to mention has to do with this.

Under the influence of certain anime and literary works, he always wants to walk over to determine the gender of cute little girls when he sees them on the street, even after coming to Calradia for so long, this problem has not been changed.

And the most embarrassing thing is that when Byron was reading a collection of poems, he also saw a love song written by a female poet to another young woman, which startled Byron, and the shadow was immersed in his heart for several days without dissipating.

However, these bad memories could not stop Byron from attending the famous bard's performance.

Having been in Calradia for so long, he deeply felt the impact of the barren spiritual culture of this era on people. And those poems, if they were just on paper, would make him drowsy to read. Only by picking up the lute and chanting it can the powerful and commoners get spiritual satisfaction in a short time.

Byron was eager to see what Calradia's drama was like, and although the entire Calradia had retreated a lot in the cultural field since the fall of the Kalade Empire, he was still very interested in this medieval style, which was completely inaccessible in modern times.