The wide wings spread out in the viscous night, and with an astonishing sound, the owl cried a few times, startling a crowd of night crows. Such a huge momentum naturally could not hide the duke, who had five senses, but the duke seemed to recognize the owl, and the duke, who was resting by the fire, raised his hand and signaled his men to be calm.

The Raptor landed in front of the Duke, sending a powerful gust of air. The duke, squinting, sat still. The fact that he could still maintain such a calm move in the face of a huge bird of prey made the newly recruited subordinates can't help but add a little respect in their hearts.

There have always been rumors in the territory that the Duke used to be a fierce general in the emperor, but it was only because the old duke returned to the arms of the lord that he had to let go of his development in the army and return to the territory. No matter what the rumors are, this calmness alone is difficult for ordinary people to have.

"Lady Rosa's Lady Owl asked you to bring some news?"

The huge owl with its big round eyes tilted its head to look at the duke, but did not move. The Duke sneered and handed over the bread in his hand. The owl happily accepted the gift, and then stretched out his paws to reveal the letter from Madame Butterfly.

The Duke did not bother with an owl, but opened the letter and read it quickly by the light of the leaping fire. Now on the cusp of this kind of storm, he can't help but be nervous, how long has he been away from Rosa's territory, why did Madame Butterfly deliberately send her own owl.

Could it be that things have changed?

"The Earl of Ormond has been captured, and the Earl of Connaught has been killed." The Duke whispered, repeating the letter. There wasn't much on the letter. It's just a few crosses, but it's something to say. But it turned the duke's originally calm heart into a mess.

The two counts died and were captured, although they didn't know why. Sinloth spared the life of Earl Ormond. However, judging from the previous information, Sinloth is a person who cherishes his subordinates very much, and although the contradiction between him and Matudan is small, it is almost impossible to reconcile with the personalities of the two. Leaving Matudan, I'm afraid, was to torture him more.

It didn't matter, the Duke cared that the two Counts were out of the game, and the form was good for him.

"How. Ready to do it? ”

Although startled by the menacing owl, the Earl of North Munster quickly calmed down. He couldn't make out what the Duke was whispering, but the Earl could guess something just by looking at his changing face.

"Well, a little sooner than we expected. The other party is not a complete idiot, but that's fine, hunting still has to fight beasts, which is interesting. Always chasing rabbits, what are you like? ”

The more interlocking, the closer the conspiracy. Once you have a business trip, the more difficult it is to make up for it. Madame Rosa, on the other hand, had originally proposed a plan that seemed to have a high probability of success and would escape the condemnation of other aristocratic opinions. But the plan was so cumbersome that the Duke exploded just by listening to it.

Like now. How good is it for both sides to rely on force to directly eliminate their opponents materially? Of course. Although the Duke was eager to put to death those who disobeyed his authority, along with their families. But because of the current universal rules. can only kill the earl, and then use one from the earl's family. Those who are subordinate to themselves do the replacement.

It's helpless, but the power of habit is so strong. Before he became Governor again, he had no power to challenge the rules of the aristocratic world.

Thinking of this, the Duke stood up. And the duke's move naturally attracted the attention of the wandering knights scattered around him.

Yes, it's the Wandering Knight.

In addition to the duke's trip with a few elite knights, he was surrounded by more wandering knights. Nearly a hundred knights and a number more of them stopped whispering and waited for the duke to speak. Originally, he wanted to increase his prestige by holding a knight tournament during the autumn harvest festival, but now it is clear that he has a better opportunity. If you return to the territory yourself, then you will give the other party more or less time to react. While there are still a lot of people now, it's just right

By the light of the fire, the Duke quickly wrote a letter and tied it to the owl's feet. Duke Ed then whispered a few words in the owl's ear, and the humane owl nodded, signaling that he understood, and then spread his huge wings and disappeared into the night again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here's your chance." Duke Ed cleared his throat and said to the wandering knights, "I know your intentions to follow me all the way, and I originally planned to give you a chance to show yourself, but I have changed my mind now. ”

The Duke's speech obviously greatly surprised the wanderers, and a small discussion broke out among the wandering knights. Although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, under the deterrence of the Duke's Guard Knights, he never made any excessive moves.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me." Seeing this, the Duke sneered and waved his palm: "The knight competition is indeed very glorious, and under the witness of countless people, it defeated the opponent in a dignified manner. Gain the armor of the other party and the screams of the young ladies, but compared to what we are going to do next, it is not worth mentioning at all, you guys, is anyone willing to follow me to attack the castle of a count? ”

In a sense, a wandering knight can be equated with a wandering bandit. The purchase and maintenance of equipment is never a small amount of money, and they are unwilling to let go of their pride to become a lowly war hound, so they can only use guò to maintain their own life.

For dirty work, the wandering knights naturally have no psychological resistance. The knights sneered, and the meaning behind it was self-evident.

"Very well, then let's go." Looking at the wanderers whose eyes were gradually beginning to appear bloodthirsty, the Duke smiled with satisfaction. These knights may not be of good character, but the combat power formed by long-term wandering is definitely not bad: "Ladies and gentlemen, under the watchful eye of God, show me your strength to the fullest!" ”

"That's about it. Although we won a few times, each time the casualties were too great. The tribal chiefs under his command were somewhat complaining. Even looting can't keep their mouths shut. Especially Snake Eyes, he is now injured, and his tribe has begun to be unstable. ”

Bjorn the Warrior reports to his brother Ivar about his men, and despite being called a Warrior, he has always been proud of his courage. But when confronted with this increasingly violent brother, he was as timid as a quail.

Ivar has changed, though he is still as wise as ever, able to see through all kinds of puzzles with ease. But he really changed, he became scary.

The former gentleness vanished in him, replaced by a black aura. Björn sue sù himself. That's only because my brother ruled over all the Normans, and his majesty was getting stronger. But for some reason, the figure of the magic sword kept coming to his mind. It's really hard to explain Ivar's current situation with majesty, just a simple glance can make people tremble and be frightened, and they don't dare to look at him when they lower their heads.

"You can help suppress the snake eye thing."

The Boneless Man propped his chin with one hand, listening to his brother's report, and he casually played with the bottle in his hand, but his eyes looked through the longhouse. looked into the endless void. After a long time, he instructed his younger brother: "You are tired these days, go back and rest early, the war with the empire will be very long in the future." ”

"Yes."

Björn was pardoned. Hurriedly agreed. Even he didn't dare to stay with his brother for a long time. After one last glance at the room, Björn opened the wooden door and stepped out. What the hell is the bottle in Ivar's hand. The three golden blood beads in the bottle looked terrifying.

Bjorn was thinking about something. Beside him, a strange figure wearing a black cloak led by several Norman guards suddenly passed. And look at the direction in which they are headed. It was the longhouse where Ivar was. As Ivar's own brother, Bjorn recognized the envoy despite his disguise.

"Alexios' people?"

Things in the barracks were boring and tiring, although I longed to lie in bed and sleep well for three days and three nights. But Bjorn endured his physical fatigue and came to his brother's house with the looted gifts.

As a Norman, and a brother, there is naturally no need to report. Bjorn passed a few of the guards and walked straight into his brother's house.

"Are you better, Snakeeyes?"

"It's okay, I can't die."

Snake Eyes lay on the bed, revealing her whip-scarred back, while several slave girls were carefully drugged their masters. Perhaps face-down, the snake-eyed voice sounded silent and distant.

Björn placed the gift on the table and sat down on his brother's bed.

"I know you hate big brother in your heart now, but big brother also has big brother's difficulties." Realizing that the next words were not suitable for others to hear, Bjorn waved off the slave girls before continuing: "You should know how much pressure the eldest brother has. Those leaders were already dissatisfied with the eldest brother, and the priests also had some rumors because the eldest brother killed the subordinates. The people you led were all wiped out, if the eldest brother didn't punish them severely, how would he order them in the future? ”

Bjorn's words were very reasonable, and the face of the snake eyes looked a little better: "But a hundred whips, if I hadn't broken through to the realm of the sun long ago, I managed to escape from that madman of Michael and bring back Thor's hammer!" ”

A hundred Norman whips could have easily cost the life of a Norman Khan. And it was not the people of their tribe who did it, so you can imagine how heavy this punishment is. was seriously injured, and finally escaped back with the artifact, not to mention no reward, but he was whipped by a hundred soldiers, even if he was a brother, it was impossible to have no complaints.

Björn understood his brother's feelings, and the vulgar man didn't know how to comfort him, so he just untied the wine bag on his waist and handed it to his brother: "Big brother is always right." Now that the Sword of Victory, Revatin, Thor's Hammer Mjornir, and the Evergreen Sword Mystine have all been found, plus the Tyrfeng in the hands of the eldest brother, in addition to the Eternal Holy Lance, we have collected all the holy relics we can find, and we will definitely win! Until then, bear with me. ”

Snake Eyes didn't answer, just drank the sullen wine one after another. The Eternal Spear Gondaniel is the most powerful artifact in mythology, but since it was stolen by the tyrant Arcadia a thousand years ago, its whereabouts are still unknown, and it is really impossible to find it.

"Maybe" (to be continued......

ps: Pure love is so annoying, I can't be evil, I can't be trained, I can't be humiliated, how can I accept those girls with queen attributes?

However, the wife is always right, for the sake of the harem, there is always a way