Liana touched Chucken's face, she tried to keep her calm and ordered no nonsense.

Albert's troops (fifty men), who had been watching the battle from the rear, also rushed to the wooden castle after knowing that Count Niver had an accident.

There was also a rain in the middle, and when I arrived at the wooden fort, it looked a little embarrassed.

After changing into clean clothes, he immediately went to see Liana and the Count.

Thankfully, seeing that Albert, who was most likely to be her husband, was not as weak as Chucken, Liana regained her composure.

"Brother Albert."

Chuken greeted politely.

Chuken got along well with Albert, and after the consulship ceremony, he spent several days in Meath City, all of which were entertained by Albert.

The carefree, half-grown teenager quickly accepts Albert as his family (even if the marriage is not yet decided).

Next, Chucken quietly listens to the conversation between his sister Liana and Albert's brother.

Half an hour had passed, but Albert had not yet made up his mind what to do, and said that he would wait for Bran's troops to come.

"Bran will bring at least five hundred men to join, and some of the cavalry, all of whom are Florentine's own soldiers, and at that time, those fierce knights outside will respect us more."

After convincing Liana, the next morning.

Albert rose early to pray to God, and he was more religious than Bran in the days of his studies at the Great Abbey.

And Bran finally arrived in the morning (about nine o'clock).

The guards of the wooden castle let out cheers and rang the unfinished church bell.

The mercenaries who have not yet officially fought the enemy are clean, and their personal cloth bags are hidden in addition to weapons, flints, and delicious dry food.

They are happy to share, and as long as their subordinates don't get drunk and make mistakes, they don't care.

Bran walked around.

The wooden castle was large, close to a dense forest, all the timber was made locally, and there was a church that was built to a third of the state, and it was evident that the architects were challenging, and judging by the stone pillars that had already laid the foundation, it was not something that a count could afford.

But after this battle, the time for the master to complete the church was probably extended by another eight to ten years.

At this time of year (August), when the harvest had already begun, and there were nearly 1,000 people living in the surrounding area of Mubao, the people from other places would bring wool, wheat, and even fruit to barter and buy some wood to sell in another large market.

But the invasion of the Barthab Kingdom made these ears of wheat stand upright, and there was no change in dwarfing.

When Bran arrived, Albert was drinking porridge when he heard the friendly troops coming, and immediately put down his bowl and ran out of the room.

This consul, who kept saying that he would not come, had a haggard face at this time, and the earl commander was down, and the safety of thousands of people suddenly became his responsibility.

He had not called a meeting for a long time to explain the earl's illness, and he had just been pressed by a knight to ask him, and his mood was even heavier.

Both young men were wearing chain mail, combat boots, and a red cloak that was almost long behind them, and the rings around their waists were shining brightly, and long and short swords hung from front and back, and there were wrenches on their hands, and they looked majestic.

Now they are all people with status, and they are on the battlefield, and their attitudes are very cautious.

"Friends."

"Friends."

The two hugged each other and gave each other a light punch on the shoulder, without too much politeness.

"Set up camp."

Bran turned his head and said loudly.

When Bran arrived, Albert immediately recounted the cause and effect

Bran's grandfather, Howard, did not go to Wooden Castle, but was stationed with Mrs. Meghan in a safe place twenty kilometers away.

The two talked as they walked.

"The Count of Barcelona is too light, he could have won surely! Because he was taunted by the enemy, he commanded his subordinates to fight...... I'm always approached by someone, from where I'm in the camp to what I'm going to have for dinner...... it!"

"What did the doctor say?"

"The blood could not be stopped, and flowed out very slowly, until in the morning, when His Excellency the Count fainted again."

Contemporary medical technology is based on "bloodletting", in case of serious illness, first release the blood (poison), if you can't do it, because you are an earl, then wait for the angel to come to you to talk and laugh, leading to the road to heaven.

The Count's personal physician used a variety of means, but only to make the wound stop temporarily. But it's also a poor skill.

"It is difficult to attend the meeting tonight, and my illness is not happy, and if it gets out, I am afraid that the Earl's men may defect and make a fuss." Entering the enclosed room, the wooden door closed, and Albert watched Bran carefully.

Bran brought Carol with him, and Albert was accompanied by Goou, the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce, as a financial overseer.

Albert was very deserted, and there was a lot of trouble going on around the battlefield, so Goo took over the task and first informed Bran of all the information he had about the enemy.

"Aren't we still holding an Earl of Gawain, where is the person?" Bran listened.

"Properly held."

"Take me there."

As an earl, even if he loses, he is courteous, and the Barcelona camp gives him enough respect.

In addition, the genealogy of the family and the aristocratic family of intermarriage are clearly recorded.

In the past three generations with Gawain, Nefer has had four relatives.

The most recent generation is, the brother-in-law of Count Never's eldest aunt, who is the eldest brother-in-law of Count Gawain's little aunt......

This is normal.

The obsession with blood made it possible for the nobles in the "same cultural circle" to intermarry even if they were enemies of the same culture.

Bran called Tie Shan to follow, and in a clean and transparent room in the wooden castle, he saw this "Count Gawain", who was in his thirties, naked and snoring, hugging two women on the left and right to keep warm.

Although not very old, Count Gawain already had two adult male heirs, older than Brandu, the eldest son was twenty years old, the second son was nineteen years old, and the second son also participated in the war.

The uneaten oranges and wheat porridge on the wooden table exude an attractive aroma that attracts insects to compete for food.

"Tieshan, did you prepare the woman? Or Earl Niever?"

"Both were the lovers of the Earl of Gawain, and when they caught him, the three of them were in the same bed, and Count Never took them together."

Bran entered the movement, causing the two women to wake up, and their first reaction was a little frightened.

As an earl's lover, he is naturally a little beautiful, so he is afraid that he will be tainted by the rude soldiers.

But among the people who entered, the young man was really good-looking, and he was simply the beautiful man in the portrait.

The two women thought that if the boy was on his own, there would be no loss.

The two girls turned their faces away, secretly removed the eye droppings from their faces, and then stepped forward even more.

A wind blew in the hidden door, and Gawain felt a little cold, and when someone spoke, he slowly opened his eyes.

A few pairs of eyes stared at his sleepy-eyed self, and Gawain didn't react, just asked his lover to bring wine to him.

He fought, won and lost, it didn't matter, no matter if he won or lost, to live was to win.

With the cool wine in his stomach, Count Gawain felt alive again.