As for Sir Sophie, who had received excess treatment, what he thought, Ian was not very clear, because this Sir Sophie was obviously about forty years old, and had lived in the aristocratic circle for many years, even if this aristocratic circle was very marginal, it was enough for him to have the skill to hide his inner thoughts. But logically speaking, it should be in a good mood.

In that dance party in Winterfell before, Ain already knew that counting the descendants of those nobles who reclaimed the wilderness, there were not many people in the Northwest Province who had the title of baron. If this Sir Sophie had not been in the aristocratic circles of the south, this gift to him by Baron Aine would be the first time for Sir Sophie.

Because in that rich place in the south, whether there is a high aristocratic title or not, in fact, it is nothing, only a fief is a proof of the strength of a nobleman. Because Rysel does not limit the upper limit of the fiefs that a certain title can have, as long as there are means, it is not impossible for a hereditary knight to own a fief the size of a county. Therefore, it is not uncommon to encounter a baron in the south who took the initiative to salute a hereditary knight.

"I wonder why an imperial hereditary baron would come to the castle at this time?" Sir Sophie's words were clearly there, but Aine still pretended not to hear the meaning.

"As you can see." Ain took out his staff, "My mentor and I were separated during the evacuation of Warneburg, and after leaving Warneburg through the tunnels, I appeared in the White Mountain Mountains and met these poor people - oh, they were cornered by a necromancer, I saved them, some of them were my father's comrades-in-arms, and some of them were the lords of the original family, and I would love to take them back to Winterfell. ”

Ain's language art has been trained for so many years in the games of his previous life, and although he still feels that he is not proficient enough, it is still very simple to pretend to be a baron with a very aristocratic style of expressing things.

Sir Sophie was silent for a moment, as if to understand what Ain meant, for Ain's words were in fact very loose, and if he were to explain them himself, he would definitely be able to give him many different interpretations, provided that they were what Ain needed.

"Perhaps, we should sit down and have a good talk." Sir Sophie made a gesture of please, but by this time Al Ain found that the whole rejection seemed to be no longer in the same position.

It seems that because of Sir Sophie's support, the whole horse has been pushed forward a little, but this change in pushing forward is exactly the opposite of the position that Aine judged before that it would not affect the magic array and move.

"It's okay, I'll take my knight into the city to talk, this rejection horse will be left alone, and there is no need to move." Aine smiled, and although what he said was very indifferent, it directly hit Sir Sophie's thoughts.

Sir Sophie nodded, smiling a little, and he had made a hand in that pose, but he already seemed to have some confusion about which side to put it, and then pulled it back slightly.

Since they are all smart people, Sir Sophie's methods are not interesting. Originally, Sir Sophie still had a glimmer of hope, thinking that although Aine was a mage, he might not be able to see the magic array that Sophie Castle had arranged at the city gate.

Now that he could see it, Sir Sophie didn't think that this magic array could still have the effect he wanted, and it was better to touch it than completely tear his face.

……

The bell tower with the flag visible in the distance is actually part of the main fort of Fort Sophie. The whole of Fort Sophie is different from those cities, and it is very similar to some of the large castles left over from the reality of Ain's previous life.

The previous wall was only the wall of the Outer Fort, which was the residence of the common people in Sophie. Although Ain was not given the opportunity to visit, Ain could clearly feel that the area of the outer fort was still relatively empty.

As for the inner fort, it looks very close, but it is actually a little bit of a walk. While Aine was still a little puzzled as to how Sir Sophie had come from the inner fort to the gates of the outer fort so quickly, Sir Sophie's private soldiers had already brought the horses.

Riding his horse, Aine looked around a little and noticed that the soldiers in Fort Sophie were not all Sir Sophie's personal soldiers. Judging from the clothing, it seems to be composed of three types of soldiers - Sir Sophie's personal soldiers, soldiers of the Frosty Legion, and Sir Sophie's militia.

On the way to Fort Sophie, Harden also gave Ain a general introduction to Fort Sophie. Although Harden's statement was a little flattering, Aine did not let down his vigilance, but these praises seemed like heaven to others.

Especially for those who lost their homes due to the failure of reclamation, and lost the trust of the nobles of Reesel, of course, some veterans.

"Most of these militias, there is no shortage of veterans." Aine thought for a moment, "I don't know how well this Sir Sophie controls these soldiers in his sir's territory, according to the military system of Reesel, these three types of soldiers should be under the command of this Sir Sophie." ”

After riding the horse, the Inner Fort, which was still a little far away, quickly enlarged in the field of vision of Al Ain, and after passing a drawbridge again, followed Sir Sophie, who was riding in front, into the gate of the Inner Castle.

Although Harden still has a little affection for this Sir Sophie, he still raised his alarm a little when he passed through the Inner Fort gate. Afraid that the gate gate would be lowered directly, Harden apparently chased the horse he was riding, and then inserted it between Sir Sophie and Ain. Ain didn't care, compared to this kind of gate, if Sir Sophie insisted on being unfavorable to himself for the time being, he should have pushed the horse when he bypassed the rejection - compared to the magic array, this gate was really not difficult for Ain.

As Ain expected, the gate didn't move at all, and it still hung there. At this time, Sir Sophie, who had passed through the city gate, pulled his horse and turned his head, and then with a smile that Al Ain did not understand, he said, "As the host, I once again express to you that Sophieburg welcomes your guests. ”

This attitude made Ain have nothing to say, and even he was a little confused about whether his previous reasoning chain was reliable or not, and what went wrong.

While Aine was still thinking, Sir Sophie had tumbled from his horse, stood on the ground, and made a gesture of invitation again.