East Iceland, a hostel near the harbor.

A group of expeditions have just returned from the island's strip near the Arctic Circle.

"These damn Icelanders, who took our money and gave us any information, there was no trace of Frederick in the north."

"Boss, what now? You didn't say that you could go to West Iceland to look for it after a while, but now that West Iceland is also controlled by the Leaders' Conference, it has taken us so long and we haven't sent a message back, will we be reprimanded by His Highness Bran?"

Shedwita heard that a group of southerners had appeared in the north, but to no avail, they went all the way deep and almost froze to death.

The reason for this struggle is that the conditions promised by Bran are too tempting – the actual nobility.

And the sailors he sent in batches, as soon as they entered West Iceland, were dismissed in vain because they were considered strange because they were inquiring for information.

At present, several of Shedevi's cronies have offered plans.

"Why don't we get a dummy back?"

"You are crazy, deceive the Duchy of Milan, you have a life to deceive, you have no life to live!"

"Boss, in addition to us, Ireland's Durham is also helping His Highness to find, I heard that His Highness also commissioned pirates, so many people are looking for it, a few years have passed, and there is still no whereabouts, you think, Iceland is extremely cold, people freeze to death every day, once it is winter, the bones are sealed in the snow, where to find it?

In the first two years, a large number of Danes and northerners fled the war to Iceland, which is barren, and the coastline around it is so long, except for one main port in East and West Iceland, there is no one to guard the other coastlines. ”

He's dead?

If that's the case, it's hard work to find it yourself and brave the wind and snow to go north.

Now it's either to wait for West Iceland to reopen to entry, or to go back and tell Bran.

Shedvi pulled out a Bavarian weapon that had been worn by Frederick when he was on his way north from a Danish ship before being stranded in East Iceland.

By chance, he was found by Shedevi, so he was identified as in Winter Iceland.

"If we get a fake child to go back, if we fail, our lives will be like candles, and they will be blown away."

"Boss, you have been searching for so long in order to find someone, we have arranged it better, hand over this sword to the child, and say that after they landed on the island, they died at the hands of the locals, and the child was adopted...... The mountains and rivers are far away, and the Milanese really send people to investigate, how long will it take? We only need to say half-truths and half-truths, and we will not be goofs. ”

"Forget it, let's go back with the sword, saying that the person is dead, and this sword alone can also make His Highness give us a cart of rewards, and people can't be too greedy sometimes."

When Shedvi shouted to his subordinates, one of his cronies looked at Shedvi's bulging bag of money and felt resentment in his heart.

After the cronies withdrew, another good-looking Icelandic woman entered Shedvi's house.

The cronie followed one back to a small room.

There are walls on all sides, the beds are dry and hard, and the weeds are covered, which is not warm at all.

"Sleep, another human."

But the cronie didn't move, and suddenly said.

"I want to sleep next door."

"Not enough rooms in the hotel, next door?"

"The Boss's room."

"Then you're crazy, he'll throw you out, and you dare to get in the way of him."

"Before, in Denmark, we were his soldiers, he was the captain, after we became little pirates, he was the captain, we were sailors, and in Milan he became merchants again, and we became servants.

It's been five years, we have nothing, you look at him, his waist is bulging, in Milan he was rewarded by His Royal Highness for a large mansion, a maid, a well, and even gave him a small forest, do you know that His Highness gave the boss three pieces of silk? I touched it once, and it felt smoother than a woman's hand. ”

"I remember, you were scolded."

"People have to think for themselves, when I was in Denmark, the position of the mercenary squad leader was vacant at that time, and I helped him and pooled money to buy equipment for him, and I won it, I was a year older than him, and he also called me boss!"

"You!" The man who was lying down suddenly fell asleep.

"People must follow the right people, Shedvi takes the sword back, and is comfortable as the master of his manor, what about us? Eat his leftovers, sleep in his stable, and when he has a son, he will help his son lead the horse later.

Now, he's holding the woman in the next room, and we're being held by the cold hay, and we're going to feel the prickly stiffness when we turn over. ”

"Boss sometimes, it's a little bit ......"

"His Royal Highness said at the time, if you can find someone to go back, all of them will be rewarded, one by one, I propose to let Shedevi get a fake child, just for this matter, I am for everyone's good, but Shedevi only cares about himself and hands over a sword to go back?

You say, who will Your Highness only meet, and what will he only reward?"

The man was moved, and at this time, the sound insulation of the hotel was too poor, the sound of the woman next door begging for mercy, and the sound of Shedevi's ploughing, slowly entered the room through the wall and the moonlight.

"You're twenty-three, how many times have you slept with a woman?"

The cronie said, taking out the money bag on his body, although it was shriveled, but he could pour out a few copper plates.

"Wait a minute, call the boss and find one for you too, you listen to me in the future, and we will take the sword back ourselves."

This is a naked betrayal, the man froze, but with the woman's voice, the money bag on the bed, and the cold inner room, the man slowly reached out to take it.

After his cronies succeeded in bribing this man, they decided to kill Shedevi.

Planning this kind of thing, the cronies are afraid that there will be too many people to leak it, and it is enough to buy one, and there are still seven people left around Shedevi, and they have been with him for a long time, and the cronies dare not take any more risks.

Due to the snow starting to fall and the Scottish War, it would be a few days before they could return to the North Harbor.

This cronie, trying to get carrion, asked the cook to help add it to the cooking at a dinner.

I made a pot of hot soup and brought it to me.

At the dinner table, Shedvi didn't notice anything unusual at all, and drank alcohol, but soon after the meal, everyone had a stomachache, and finally the person who was close to him and cooperated strangled everyone to death.

After killing so many people, the cronies finally got the sword.

This sword is the gateway to riches, and he said in a daze, "Everything in Shedevi is mine!"

This sentence moved the other person's heart, the old woman who tasted it two days ago was not the same thing at all compared to the little lover that Shedevi raised in Italy.

So, when the cronies didn't pay attention, a thick hemp rope suddenly slipped into his head and strangled him to death, the process lasted for a few minutes, and the man was sure that the cronies were really out of breath, and his body collapsed.

This man went from the fear of killing people to the excitement of getting rich.

The sword was held by him so desperately that he did not dare to stay any longer, so he collected his belongings and ran out of the hotel.

Hiding for a few days, taking advantage of the fact that a ship was about to go to the northern port, he ventured out, and after paying the money, he successfully stepped on a small boat bound for Scotland.

In fact, he thought about it, the group of outsiders died in Iceland, and the rest of the belongings were taken by the innkeeper, from clothing to some copper dentures hidden in his mouth.

And casually found a place to discard.

Anyway, the snow is falling, and the snow can be buried in a day, and there will be no foul smell and insects.

This man followed the boat, guarding the sword to the death.

As soon as there was a stir on the boat, he was worried about being robbed.

When he saw someone touching his neck, he subconsciously touched his neck.

After a few months he passed through the Franks, Castiles, Port Ceuta, Sicily, and finally came to the north-west of the Duchy of Milan, in a place called Merlin (Castle).

This man is mentally out of order.

Merlin's master, called Hilde.

When the man came ashore, he went madly to the local castle and told the guards that he wanted to find His Highness Bran.

Hilde rarely came to Merlin, and he was in Milan with Bran at the moment.

When his men heard that this man was a northern envoy appointed by Bran, they immediately sent a carriage to escort him.

Passing through the fortress, the outpost, and the bridge, the man returned to the Palazzo Grande in Milan.

At this time, the person had changed into clean clothes, and after a body search, he was allowed to meet with permission.

When Bran heard that this person had entered the palace, because he was in politics and all the ministers were there, Bran suppressed the idea of meeting immediately, after all, state affairs came first.

At the meeting, the five ministers, the chief of the sea and land, the archbishop of Milan, the count of the mountain lord, the representative of Venice, the chief craftsman and others were present.

There are also Judits from overseas, who have settled in Milan, which is the National Council, and they are also allowed to sit in the table.

The delegate was Pera.

The crowd first congratulated Bran on the fact that the princess of Alain had bore her son, who would in the future have the title of kingdom.

However, the kingdom is in danger, because Bohemia is about to disintegrate, and in the face of Greater Poland and the invasion of the Slavs, Alain's brothers have abandoned the royal capital and are constantly asking for help.

Since Alain became pregnant, her status has become more favorable, and she has more female officer services.

When she knew that the kingdom was invaded, she always wanted Bran to send troops.

But Swabia himself didn't fight, let alone Bohemia, which was farther away?

There's it in that place, and it's in Milan.

Bran always said he knew.

Ridiculously knowing, let Alan decide to mess with it once.

Originally, the atmosphere of the meeting was okay, but Alain suddenly broke in.

Everyone suddenly stood up to greet each other, except for Bran on the main seat, and Howard, who was sitting on a tiger skin sofa and sipping wine behind the main seat, separated by a curtain.

"Madame (in unison)."

Madame is the name given to Alain.

"You should rest more." Brandau.

"I've heard that we're going to talk about Bohemia today, so I'm here."

Alan's identity is probably known to the ministers.

"I'm familiar with Bohemia, and I can give you advice," Alain said, turning his head to look at Ambu, "Your Excellency, how many people are you going to promote?" We now have tens of thousands of troops, all because of your training. ”

Everyone looked at Ambu, and Desley laughed in his heart, seeing how Ambu answered.

He was the head of the knights, and Ambu was the military governor, and the two occasionally rubbed off.

"I ......"

Ambu knew that it was impossible for Bran to send troops, so he could only reply, "Everything is in progress." ”

Then Alain looked at Simon, "How much barley and wheat have we prepared, and if we go north, don't let our soldiers go hungry." ”

Simon got up with an expressionless face and said confidently, "Under the leadership of His Highness, the territory is thriving, how can anyone starve?" Our barn is already half full, and when the next harvest arrives, it will be full, and all this is the kindness of His Highness. ”

The representative of Venice, a middle-aged aristocrat, also quickly took Simon's words,

"In the past, Venice had to face extortion from bandits, lords, and mercenary groups on land, and most of the goods were shipped out by sea, but now after joining the Hanseatic League, the army is under the protection of Milan, and our business is going farther and wider, and the subjects of Venice are all grateful for the protection of our Duchy of Milan."

"Yes."

"That's a good point."

Seeing that the topic was turned into a sycophant conference, Alan wanted to pull it back.

She squeezed out a sentence and said, "Listening to what your Excellencies said, everything must be fine, when will you be able to send troops?"

All the ministers can say it, but they don't want to say it, this is Bran's family matter, and it is best to shut up unless it is ordered at the moment.

"Got it."

Bran still only said this sentence in reply.

Alain couldn't bear it anymore and almost had a seizure.

"Take care of the child, that's what a woman from the Charman family should do."

At this moment, the big open mouth behind the curtain.

Alain is the royal daughter, so the two Chaman Highnesses have given her courtesy, and the children she gives birth to are not regarded as ordinary illegitimate children.

If the Duchy of Milan had a larger territory, even if he had not obtained the title of Bohemia, he would have made the child a nobleman above the earl.

That's what Howard thought, because the child's maternal blood was noble.

The old duke seldom spoke, but listened, and as he had spoken, Bran had hardly disobeyed.

So, Bran called out, "Send to rest." ”

And he said to the important ministers, "Send a letter to the Poles, and the Bohemians too, Bavaria is close to that area, and we will let Bavaria act as an intermediary." ”

Although he didn't wait for the troops to be dispatched, there was a response, and Alain suppressed his depression and left the room.

She just appeared, and many nobles peeked at her, and it was really beautiful.

There were even one or two knights promoted from the countryside who secretly felt, how could His Highness be so hard-hearted?

"Continue the discussion, set Henry's marriage, Havedan, how are you doing to be a guest at the Three Rivers?"

Bran brought the topic back, only to see the Admiral Hafdan announce, "According to the order of His Highness, we captured two three-river boats, and let Blackbeard conduct a drill on the Aegean islands. ”

"Then you guys were too careless." Bran said meaningfully, "Then let's accidentally rub a few more, I'll wait for Edwin to send someone to talk to me about his daughter's marriage to Henry." ”

"Your Highness, don't worry, I will increase the force of carelessness, but on the pirate side, Blackbeard is becoming more and more difficult to control......"

"Who are the Seven Martial Seas now? I'm old, I can't remember exactly. Howard asked.

Black Soul Pirates (Mediterranean), Serge Bemi, nicknamed "Prince",

Lion Warrior Pirates (Mediterranean), Barbarosa Redding, nicknamed "Blackbeard",

Blue Whale Pirates (Mediterranean, off Jerusalem), Garon (female), nicknamed Nine Ghosts,

Jackdaw Pirates (Sea of Gibraltar), Kidd. Loda, nicknamed Parrot,

Blood Skull Pirates (North Sea), Eric, Viking leader.

The Iron Turtle Pirates (West African Sea), Bodø, nicknamed Stone Hammer.

The Selzhu Pirates (Black Sea), Chaka, nicknamed the Turkic Sword.

When Hafdan finished reading, the great justice, "Turkic? Celzhu?"