When Charles walked to the place where Byrne and the others were resting, they were having breakfast.

The Chevalier family has never been stingy with the family knights, but three meals a day is only a special right of the family knights and elite servants, so when Bourne, Gerson and others eat, many people from the Chevalier family have complicated and envious eyes from a distance.

Charles found that Byrne and others did not feel any discomfort with this difference in treatment, and Foreman and others even enjoyed the feeling of being envied.

"Sure enough, they don't understand the true meaning of class revolution.....

Charles shook his head, gestured to Byrne as he approached, and led him to a secluded corner.

"Byrne, I may ....... for a while I can't cash in the 50,000 livre gratuity, I'm having a problem with my funds, and when I get the bounty from Horn Connell, I'll pay you part of it first, and I'll give you the rest later, I'm really sorry!"

Charles had never done such a thing as not paying back money in his two lives, so he was very embarrassed when he said this to Bourne, and he did not have the "rogue spirit" that a nobleman should have.

"Lord Earl, you don't need to be sorry, in fact, if it weren't for us this time, you should be able to get out of danger yourself, we have picked up more loot than we paid, so you don't need to pay that gratuity......"

When Byrne heard Charles's apology, he immediately said that he would cancel the reward of 50,000 livres of silver, and judging by his relieved expression, it was obvious that he did not want this reward to be in line with his inner philosophy.

"Byrne, what you think is the right decision in your heart is not necessarily the will of other people, Foreman may be waiting for the money to buy a piece of land for his mother, the sailor may be looking forward to buying a second-hand old sailing ship for his brother, and besides, the pensions of Black Hair and Vic must not be owed, although I am an evil nobleman, I still have a conscience ......"

Byrne wanted to say something, but Charles stopped him by holding down his shoulder, "Byrne, explain it for me, calm them down, even if it helps me!"

Charles smiled and turned away, leaving Byrne with guilt on his face, tangled in his place.

"Mama, no money to pretend to be forced...... I'm destroying myself, but some money is really out of my mind. ”

Charles, who was burdened with huge foreign debts, was bleeding from his heart, and he really couldn't imagine that he would become a big loser, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed so quickly when Foreman offered for fifty thousand livre silver coins, after all, Bourne was ready to stop Foreman and the others at that time.

But when he thought of so many people dying for him, Charles felt very guilty.

"Forget it, I'm not afraid to bite if there are more lice, don't worry if I have more foreign debts, more than 2,000 gold Louis, I'm a dignified traverser, it's not easy to make some money?"

Charles lowered his head and thought about how to make a fortune quickly, and after a while he walked back to his residence, and when he looked up, he saw Roy waiting anxiously for him.

"What's wrong Roy, things aren't going well?" Charles saw Roy's expression and felt bad again.

"Master, when I went to exchange the bounty, the people from the military administration department of the fortress said that the head of Horn Connell must be handed over to them, and it can only be exchanged for the bounty after verification, I was afraid that they had some conspiracy, so I didn't dare to decide ...... privately."

"Huh, what was the old practice?"

Roy said angrily: "There has never been such a rule before, there is a clear portrait of Horn Connell inside the fortress, and the characteristics of the corpse of his seventh-order transcendent cannot be faked at all......"

"Roy, what do you think....... Will they admit that it's Horn Connell?" Charles felt his teeth on fire, the roof leak happened to rain overnight, and he needed money urgently but everything went wrong.

"Master, it's hard to say, even if they admit that it's Horn Connell, but if they don't return the head to us, we won't get the rest of the bounties, there are at least four or five bounties for Horn Connell, and the official Florence bounty is not the highest......"

"And what do you suggest? I am in dire need of some money. ”

"Master, please don't worry, the government hall of Ferent is difficult for us, the town halls of other cities may not be so rude, we can save the head of Horn Connell with a solidified potion, and take it to other cities or even go directly to the capital Nasser to redeem it, which will bring you more prestige. ”

"As for your urgent need for money, when I was looking for that Byrne to take the head of Horn Connor, I also found several other heads and military merit identification items, if I am not mistaken, the captured flag seems to be the flag of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment of Worship, so is the enemy who ambushed you the 3rd Cavalry Regiment of Spaile?"

Charles's mood suddenly fell, "Yes, after Sosa and I entered Sbaya, we went to attack the damned prince according to the intelligence, but we met Sbaya's cavalry regiment on the way, and then ...... The enemy lost nearly a thousand people, and Sosa and they were all killed......"

"Nearly a thousand, isn't that an entire cavalry regiment wiped out by you?" Roy suddenly became excited.

"I guess, I didn't see any other living people anyway. But I'm asking you about money now, what's the use of that?"

Charles said with some loss and irritation, now he knew that the more than 100 knights who accompanied him into Spaya were the vast majority of the elite of the Chevalier family loyal to Charles Chevalier, and all of them were buried in that valley, and the Chevalier family could be said to be greatly injured.

"Master, those can be exchanged for bounties directly at the branch exchange office of the military department. ”

"Oh..... So what are you waiting for, hurry up and change money!"

"No, master you should go in person, this is the glory that belongs to you, and the glory that belongs to the Chevalier family. Roy bent slightly, his face shining with glory.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, the warriors in the North Ferent Fortress finished their breakfast (lunch) and began to lazily gather together again, and began to brag, chat, and fart.

"Uh......h Woo!"

The sound of a long horn came from the west side of the fortress, as if announcing something to the surroundings.

"This is the trumpet of Enfeldt, the trumpet of victory and exploits, have we been at war lately?"

"Hmph! It must be those nobles in the west of the city, who cross the river in the middle of the night and kill a few civilians to say how many achievements they have achieved. ”

"Hey, look, who's that?"

"Oh! Do you still need to watch it? must be that stupid.... The Count of Bayonne is up...."

Yesterday's assault on the 6th Infantry Brigade at the gate of his camp quickly spread throughout the fortress, and the immediate consequence was that many people unconsciously changed his name.

"What are they taking? heads?"

"It seems to be...... Where is this going?"

"It doesn't matter where you go, it's ...... There's a good show to watch. ”

Charles walked in front with his head held high, Roy the butler on his left, Bourne the knight on his right, and a large group of Lorraines behind him.

Gesen carried a flag upside down in his hand, and as he made his way through the crowd, he was finally recognized by the sharp-eyed soldiers.

"Look, isn't that the flag of the 3rd Cavalry Regiment of Spaya?"