Viruga in June is the most comfortable time of the year. The summer hasn't arrived yet, and the sun is very warm. Trees are growing luxuriantly, and the plains are full of colorful wildflowers.

The townspeople liked to go out for a walk after work during this time, their activities stimulated the commercial activity of the city, and the extra tax revenue also enriched the lord's pockets, so that the curfew of the month of the year was the latest, and there were still people in the taverns in the middle of the night who played dice and dice and drank.

In the countryside, life was much richer for the peasants, and when the rains had just passed and the crops were thriving, they could spend their free time wandering around the village, watching the wrestling matches of the gangsters, sitting in the taverns and listening to the long speeches of the passing guests about the country, the war, and religion, and drinking some ale mixed with water.

It had been almost two months since Byron arrived in Viruga, and with the exception of the villages that had been looted by Rolf and were still busy rebuilding, the rest of the region had returned to its old life and accepted the rule of the new lord. Because of Byron's drastic tax cuts, many regions benefited from this, which gradually reversed the reputation of the original invader.

At this time, Byron could have taken his friends and attendants, like the local lords and nobles of Veruga, to hunt deer and wild boars in the forest on horseback and with bows and crossbows, to fill his kitchen with the meat of these games, to invite guests to banquets, and to let the smell of wine permeate the castle for days.

Alleyne had mentioned it to Byron, who was ready to try it. However, it is clear that Prince Harauu also knew that it was most appropriate to go south at this time, and hurried over from Paravon without greeting Byron in advance. By the time his messenger delivered the letter to Byron informing him of his preparations, he was only half a day's journey from the great southern city.

Byron may rush back to the city at once, inform Fatis in Pegand, and Aren, who is in charge of the defense in Viruga, and inform Bandak that they should be on guard and go to Viruga with Arteman.

For Byron's move, Artiman was naturally very happy, after all, not everyone had the opportunity to meet Prince Svadia.

Byron hurried back to the castle, changing into a modest gown and a gilded cuirass for his strength. The two of Phatis Irene also wore their best armor and the most beautiful scabbards. The cavalry of the Peony Mercenary Regiment lined up outside the city gate, holding the peony flag, holding their heads high as if waiting for a review.

In fact, although there was no request, the arrival of the heir to the throne was itself a kind of review, and Byron naturally did not dare to be sloppy.

After they waited outside the city for about half an hour, the black lion flag on a red background of Swadia appeared on the other side of the field, and the white light of the steel spear flickered into the eyes of Byron and the others.

Hundreds of Svadian heavy cavalry accompanied the convoy with their heads held high, each with a triangular flag tied to the front of their rifles, and the flag fluttered in the wind as the troops marched, and the carriage with ornate decoration was in the center of the procession, full of royal grandeur.

Behind the cavalry, there were Swadia infantry and sergeants on horseback, as well as crossbowmen who followed the wagons, estimated at no less than 500. Together, the cavalry and infantry could fight the entire army of Byron.

"A prince is a prince."

Byron sighed a little, even if the control of the royal family has been greatly weakened now, but the escort team that can still assemble this lineup can be seen.

Now that the Prince's troops had arrived, Byron also ordered the troops to raise their flags, blow their horns, and beat their drums to welcome His Royal Highness.

Byron also took Fatis Eleon and more than a dozen Swadia heavy cavalry with noble blood to take the initiative to approach the prince's troops and dismount to pay their respects.

At this distance, Byron also saw the most elite force in this escort force. After the heavy cavalry responsible for the protection of the perimeter dispersed, about 20 Swadian knights armed with heavy cavalry spears, dressed in plate armor, and wearing gorgeous velvet cloak on their backs, rode out of the ranks on tall horses, and one by one turned outward, forming a semicircular row, and in the center of them was Prince Harau, whom Byron had once looked at from afar.

As Fatis described before, he was a bit too young, and he could even be said to be childish. His face and hair color were inherited from his father, and his clothes were basically the same. From his body, it can be seen that King Haraus should have been a handsome young man when he was young, but unfortunately the years are not forgiving...

Byron dismounted and walked to the prince's horse, and saluted with all his men very respectfully.

"Welcome to Viruja, Your Highness Harauu."

"Please, Baron von Byron, you have done a good job taking this city for the king."

Prince Harauu said a few words lightly, and he took all the credit of Byron and others during this time, which naturally made people a little dissatisfied. However, Byron naturally did not show it, and still showed a humble attitude.

One of the noble knights beside Prince Harauu seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Prince Harauu's attitude towards Byron, and immediately rode forward two steps and bowed slightly to Byron on his horse.

"Your Excellency Baron von Byron, in Lower Konish-Arden, knight of His Majesty's honours, and His Royal Highness's bodyguard, I bring you His Majesty's greetings. His Majesty commends you and your knights for their bravery, and for the honour you have brought to the kingdom, and you will have your seat at the King's banquet. ”

After Conish finished speaking, Prince Harauu nodded vigorously several times as if he had just woken up from a dream, and followed Conigh's words to a few words.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty appreciates your abilities, you are a hero of the kingdom, and I hope you will assist me in administering this fertile land in the south."

"It is a great honor, Your Highness."

Although he knew that he was coping, Byron's heart was still much better. But he did not let his guard down because of Prince Harauau's clumsiness in politics, his father was cunning despite his poor character, and his son's acting skills were probably not much worse, he couldn't tell if this was a deliberate performance of a lame double reed to make him relax, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to disintegrate his power.

However, it is not ruled out that he is thinking too much.

"Please let me show you the way, Your Highness. Because it was a bit rushed, the preparation was not very sufficient, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

Byron offered to lead the way, and Prince Harauu agreed after a few words of commendation. Under his leadership, the formidable Parabun army entered the city, and the streets lined the streets lined with the citizens of Viruja, attracted by the heavy cavalry and mighty knights, and eager to meet the prince of Svadia. In order to protect the prince's safety, Ellen had to order a doubling of the city's guards.

That night, a great banquet was held in the castle of Viruga, inviting all the dignitaries of the city, as well as a large number of noble officers and officials in the escort. Byron emptied the cellar and storage room of the castle warehouse to gather the supplies needed for the banquet.

The prince's entourage moved into the castle's rooms, and Conig told Byron that Paraven's forces would take over the defense of the entire city of Viruga within a few days. This made Byron feel very stressed.

And at the banquet that night, the prince took the place of the host, and Byron became the guest. Originally, it didn't matter, the family was a prince and was ordered to take over the city. Byron only "assisted" the prince in managing the land, and it was normal for the prince to give him a hand.

Merely... When the Paraven soldiers, who had been ordered by the prince, removed the peony flag from the castle hall wall in front of Byron, and trampled it on a stool to hang the black lion flag, Byron was really angry. Fighting back his anger, he rebuked the soldiers, then turned around and told Conig about it as little as he could.

Even when the lights were dim, Conish could see Byron's flushed cheeks and the bruises on his hands...

The soldiers who made mistakes were punished, but to a much lesser extent than Byron had asked for ...