The transparent and beautiful jellyfish of the sea have a wonderful instinct to know a few hours before a storm comes, and then one by one they sink to the deep, safe bottom of the sea, avoiding the violent winds and waves on the surface. Because they have this ability, their fragile bodies will not shatter in the storm.

However, stupid humans don't have this ability.

It was a bad cloudy day, and the sky was covered with thick leaden gray clouds, as if a terrible storm was about to fall at any moment, but Count Faisal did not take the bad weather to heart. When he walked in the courtyard and played with people throwing dice, he was still as grand as ever.

The man of the Earldom of Faisal, he occupies this position not because of his great military exploits, nor because of how good he is at camping, but because he is a descendant of an old family in Neustria, but he himself will never admit it.

The merciful God knows how motivated he is for the glory of this ancient family!

He had been involved in wars on several occasions (his eldest daughter's marriage had been concluded on the battlefield as a thank you gift to the knight who had saved him), but each time he had bad luck and received neither any booty nor a reward from the king. The size of the territory he had inherited from his father was, and still is, and though he had tirelessly quarreled with his neighbours over vague boundaries, his expectations were disappointed each time when they received assistance from the church or from the Duke of Ulrich or whatever.

When he felt that God did not allow him to win on the battlefield, and when he saw the status and dignity of the courtiers before the king. He took an active part in the affairs of the court. He recommended his brother Otto to the newly built navy and helped with two or three other things. He is confident in his future success. But God was destined to teach him to disappoint again.

When the old king abdicated, he felt that his fortunes would be reversed. It was true that the Duke of Ulrich was not close to him, and the old nobles of Neustria were unhappy with his courtesy to Duke Ulrich and others in the new court, however, he felt that his luck had come.

"Entering the church," he said to himself, "a lot of old aristocratic families did that, yes, how could I not have thought of it before?" I just shaved my head. Recite a few verses and the land and wealth roll in. The archbishop, wasn't he an ordinary clergyman in a poor, shabby little monastery? His background was so low that no one was sure of his father. Now, Bishop Turnnest, who is very much liked by the Queen Mother and the Duke of Ulrich, I heard that he was only a butcher's son, and if my son joined them, he would definitely be much better than these commoner cubs if he had the advantage of blood and family background. At that time, I will also be respected in the court. ”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a glorious avenue, and was surprised how he hadn't thought about it before.

"My daughter is married in Tournest. And I have heard that she is kind to the bishop, and she will take care of her brother, except for the rest of my family. Whoever is the successor of the young bishop, she will not agree. ”

"Everyone said that the young bishop of Tournest would soon take over as archbishop. At that time, my son will be able to become Bishop of Tournest, which is a very good position. The city of Tournest experienced war. But I saw it with my own eyes, and it was more splendid and populous than before, and it was better to be a bishop there than to be a duke in a poor country. ”

He planned it so that he could see the splendid golden throne of Bishop Tournest beckoning to him.

However, his wife actually intervened!

This made the Count unhappy, for he was always autocratic in his own realm, whether he was on the battlefield or at court. In his sphere of influence, he does not like anyone to object to him, regardless of his actual ability, and within his authority he does everything in his power to play a tyrannical master and a stern husband and father in order to prove his manhood.

His wife, who was much younger than him, did not praise his decision, which made him feel greatly offended. How? Isn't he her master? Does not the scripture tell wives to submit to their husbands? Even if he wasn't Faisal's count, but a farmer, she shouldn't have objected to his decision!

When was it a woman's turn to question the decision he had made!

Moreover, she mentions the defeat of his brother Odo, which really annoys the Count, because he is the most unwilling to admit it because he has exposed the scars of his poor drilling. How? Can a woman have more political vision and long-term plans than he does? It's just an insult!

After that, he did not speak to the Countess and punished her in this way, and as for sending his youngest son to church, it was listed in his unchangeable plan, and the Countess would not change it no matter how much she objected.

As it turned out, he was right, and it wasn't long before the Countess apologized to him, gave in, admitted that he was the master and right, and confessed to him by sending her son to the church of Tournest, much to the pride of Count Faisal.

"Woman, don't listen to their noise, just leave them aside, or in a few days she will weep bitterly and beg for your forgiveness and mercy." He flaunted his way of running the house to the others, "so that no matter how bluff they may be, they will quickly become discouraged and then give in." ”

His knights unanimously agreed with his wise decision, but they did not say this entirely out of flattery - Count Faisal had nothing to do with politics, and his wife had no idea what politics was, Count Faisal flaunted his power throughout the realm, and his wife flaunted her power under the Count in the backyard - the same black, and the pig was always bigger than the crow.

The Count was in a very happy mood with such a warm compliment, and he spoke to them of the infinite future of his sons, and that they should know that the great future of his sons was due to their father's hard work.

In this way, they chatted and played dice in a cheerful and enthusiastic atmosphere, occasionally calling the kitchen to bring some barbecue and wine.

The cold wind blew through the courtyard of the Count Faisal, and the dark clouds grew thicker in the sky, but in the warm hall of the Count, the lights were brilliant, and the people enjoyed themselves, unaffected by any bitter wind and rain.

At this time, the butler came in and signaled that something was going on to find the Earl, "What's the matter?" ”

"My lord, there is an army ......" (to be continued......)