The stone staircase that spirals up seems to be endless, and the old castle exudes a faint smell of decay. Eleanor was familiar with the smell, as was the Wickwood family's castle. Margaret was by her side, she was a quiet girl, who seemed to be a year younger than Eleanor. Eleanor felt a little uncomfortable with her service, after all, she was also the mistress here, but it was an honor for the Earl's daughter to serve the daughter of the Duke's family. Her older brother, Matt, used to work as an acolyte with the Duke of Savaloon when he was a child.

When she reached the wooden door of the bedroom, Eleanor said, "Thank you, Miss Margaret, I want to rest myself." ”

"Then don't bother, Miss Eleanor. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Eleanor lay on the soft bed, thinking about the Duke's fate. Sir Roland didn't say anything, but he was actually a little uncomfortable with the Count of Varina in his heart, so he went to the tower to look out after resting. Eleanor walked to the window and saw the fleeing commoners and nobles outside the city. Some of the nobles who had come from West Virgia for the meeting also fled to the castle, and the Count of Varina was busy entertaining them. The vacant rooms in the castle soon ran out, and the little barons were left to huddle with the commoners in the lower town.

Eleanor lay down again, a myriad of jumbled thoughts flashing through her mind. The snow-white sheets lined the snow-white skin, and Eleanor slowly fell asleep......

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Count of Podlandz

Knight Servant 9

"Miss! Miss!" the heavy knock on the door was like a battering ram, smashing on the wooden door. Eleanor woke up. Hurriedly put on a coat and opened the door. It's Sir Roland.

"The Duke has arrived!"

Eleanor followed Sir Roland, jumping down the endless spiral staircase in three steps and two steps. Inside the hall. The Earl of Varina and other fleeing nobles await the arrival of the Duke of Wickwood. Eleanor's heart was beating and she squeezed to the front.

The Duke of Wickwood, dressed in armor stained with blood and rain, entered the hall. The well-dressed nobles of the fleeing were in awe. The Duke of Savalon, accompanied by his son Conradin, walked into the hall, his armor also scarred. In addition to these three, only two knights were accompanied. Eleanor looked closely, and there was no brown-haired mercenary. Her heart was filled with sadness and loss.

"Eleanor. Duke Wickwood smiled on his tense face and walked over. Eleanor let his rough gloves rub against his face. The two looked at each other. The indescribable bitterness in my heart.

"Welcome, both of you, at this unfortunate time, the return of the two is Virginia's happiness!"

"yes!"

"Long live Duke Wickwood!"

"Long live the Duke of Savallon!"

"But......," said Count Varina, grimacing. He looked at Duke Wakewood and said, "What about the Pope?"

Everyone slowly quieted down, first at Duke Wakewood, who was cold-faced, and then at Duke Savaron, who was injured and silent.

"We were attacked by the Knights. Scattered. Now. The Pope is missing. Duke Savalon said with some dejection.

"No, we also have a knight with His Holiness the Pope. Duke Wakewood's answer caused an exclamation among the crowd.

Eleanor looked at Duke Wickwood and whispered, "Is this knight ......?"

Duke Wickwood nodded, and Eleanor exhaled in surprise and relief.

Onogu de Virta

Onogu of Vilta whose family ancestor is Count Virta of Svadia. After being stripped of his title by King Swadia in a civil war 600 years ago, Count Vilta led his family members and knights loyal to the Virta family to join the Vigia Mission in the military conquest of Viggia. Several of his descendants participated in the Knights' conquest of East Virginia at the same time, and later parted ways with the Knights' Nord leadership. He was given the title of Guardian of Wickwood by the Holy See for his outstanding merits, and ruled the Dukedom of Wickwood for generations.

Onogu 'de 'Velta' inherited the old surname of Swadia. He is now the 9th Duke of Wickwood. At an early age, his mother died in childbirth from Eleanor. His father, Philip de 'Velta', Duke of Dignity, died in a hunting accident, and the Duchy of Wickwood was ruled by his uncle as regent until Onogu came of age.

The Duchy of Wickwood is predominantly agricultural. There were several counts and barons who pledged allegiance to the duke and received land. The Wickwood region produces wine and wheat and is an important grain producing region for Virginia. The Duchy of Wickwood is bordered to the north by the Grand County of Bruz, to the west by the Duchy of Savaloon and several minor baronesies, to the east by the County of Valenna, and to the south by the Kingdom of Swadia.

Onogu de Virta

Onogu of Vilta whose family ancestor is Count Virta of Svadia. After being stripped of his title by King Swadia in a civil war 600 years ago, Count Vilta led his family members and knights loyal to the Virta family to join the Vigia Mission in the military conquest of Viggia. Several of his descendants participated in the Knights' conquest of East Virginia at the same time, and later parted ways with the Knights' Nord leadership. He was given the title of Guardian of Wickwood by the Holy See for his outstanding merits, and ruled the Dukedom of Wickwood for generations.

Onogu 'de' Velta inherited the old Swadia surname and is now the ninth Duke of Wickwood. At an early age, his mother died in childbirth from Eleanor. His father, Philip de 'Velta', Duke of Dignity, died in a hunting accident, and the Duchy of Wickwood was ruled by his uncle as regent until Onogu came of age.

The Duchy of Wickwood was predominantly agricultural, with several counts and barons offering allegiance to the Duke and land. The Wickwood region produces wine and wheat and is an important grain producing region for Virginia. The Duchy of Wickwood is bordered to the north by the Grand County of Bruz, to the west by the Duchy of Savaloon and several minor baronesies, to the east by the County of Valenna, and to the south by the Kingdom of Swadia.

Onogu of Vilta whose family ancestor is Count Virta of Svadia. After being stripped of his title by King Swadia in a civil war 600 years ago, Count Vilta led his family members and knights loyal to the Virta family to join the Vigia Mission in the military conquest of Viggia. Several of his descendants participated in the Knights' conquest of East Virginia at the same time, and later parted ways with the Knights' Nord leadership. He was given the title of Guardian of Wickwood by the Holy See for his outstanding merits, and ruled the Dukedom of Wickwood for generations.

Onogu 'de' Velta inherited the old Swadia surname and is now the ninth Duke of Wickwood. At an early age, his mother died in childbirth from Eleanor. His father, Philip de 'Velta', Duke of Dignity, died in a hunting accident, and the Duchy of Wickwood was ruled by his uncle as regent until Onogu came of age.

The Duchy of Wickwood was predominantly agricultural, with several counts and barons offering allegiance to the Duke and land. The Wickwood region produces wine and wheat and is an important grain producing region for Virginia. The Duchy of Wickwood is bordered to the north by the Grand County of Bruz, to the west by the Duchy of Savaloon and several minor baronesies, to the east by the County of Valenna, and to the south by the Kingdom of Swadia.

Bode lay groggily on his horse's back and let the horse go along the path. Bode's iron shoes were stained with the mud from running for his life in the rain, and now dripped down his shoes. Constance was too tired to fall asleep on Bode's back. Bodh looked ahead, the snow had slowly cleared from a few days ago, but the road was indeed muddy. The trunked branches of the birch trees looked eerie and mysterious in the faint mist.

Bode took the water bladder from the saddle and poured some on his face so that he would not fall asleep. For two days and three nights, at the junction, Bode was scattered because of the pursuers and the duke, and he never rested during his escape. As he galloped on his horse, he caught a glimpse of the black-haired knights, led by the pursuers of the Knights, ordering a large force to chase after the Duke and others, and only sent a few riders to chase after Bird, who seemed to be clumsy because he had brought the Pope.

Bode can't help but be thankful for the Black Forest, where a sudden rainstorm disorients both the hunting wolf and the shrewd hunter. A few hours later, Pod was lost in the forest, and the Knights' cavalry were nowhere to be found. The Black Forest was filled with the cooing of small insects after the rain, as if they were talking about when they could swallow these strangers in the gloomy woods......

Bode couldn't support his eyelids and fell forward yawning. Constance, who was lying behind him, was also thrown off his horse. Bode was drowning in the mud and listened to Constance's confused and dissatisfied voice.

"Jazz...... Wake me up...... Where are we ......"

Bode propped his hands and slowly got up. Constance was distressed as he straightened his white robes stained with mud, and when he saw the mercenary standing in front of him, covered in mud and bloodstains, he was at first a little frightened, then a little pitiful.

"I'm sorry ......"

Bode held out his hand, and Constance hesitated, holding Bode's iron glove and standing up.

"Ah......" Constance yawned, "we ...... Where, Duke Wackwood, and the soldiers of the Order?"

"Scattered. Pod said.

"So...... What do we do now?" Constance said.

"Let's find a place to rest. Also, change your clothes so that they are too conspicuous. ”

"But it's the pope's ......"

"It's all red tape. Bode said impatiently. Constance was a little surprised by Bode's offense, but understood his irritability after a few days on the run.

Bode led his horse, tired like a man, forward slowly, and Constance staggered to the saddle with his robe. Bode was not a wealthy knight, and could be equipped with both a war horse and a horse for the usual march, and this war horse was Bode's greatest possession. Bode touched the horse's head, and the horse walked forward in understanding. (To be continued......)