Castel Collar, North Harbor.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed since the Battle of North Harbor, and although there is still some territory south of Castel that has not been fully recovered, this pearl of the north has lifted the state of war and returned to its former peace.

The port of Beigang is also busy again, with a constant stream of merchant ships coming and going, and all kinds of goods are piled up in the port.

If it weren't for the unrepaired traces of shelling on the shore forts and the uncleared ruins of the shallow streets outside the city, it would be hard to imagine that a month ago the city was in danger of falling under the siege of tens of thousands of troops and a huge fleet.

When the Count of Wittley, who was the messenger of the violet, stepped off the sailboat and boarded the harbor, he saw such a prosperous scene.

"I've long heard that Beigang is the richest and most prosperous city in the north of the entire kingdom, and now I see it, and it's true, I'm afraid that even Lint City is not as prosperous as here......"

Looking at the busy port of Beigang, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Thank you for your compliment, Lord Wittley, the Earl has been informed of your arrival and is waiting at the Earl's Palace, so please board the carriage and come with us."

Opposite the Count of Wittley, Viscount Leon-Castel, with two columns of heavily armed Castel knights, smiled.

Count Witley glanced at the shiny chain mail of the Knight of Castell, bowed slightly, and boarded the carriage.

The carriage started and headed for the city.

The Count of Witley lifted the curtain and looked out, only to feel that the city was no less prosperous than the port.

Horse-drawn carriages coming and going, dense crowds, hawkers, troubadours performing...... Such a lively and prosperous scene, he remembered that he had only seen it when he went to the royal capital.

At this moment, the Count of Wittley finally understood why the third prince had gone mad and attacked Castel, even at the risk of violating the provisions of the Holy Law and the Covenant of Crown.

Such a rich territory, but not in his own hands, is indeed unbearable for an ambitious lord.

"I've always heard that the contract tax provided by the whole Castel to Boulder accounts for half of the vassals' tax in the entire principality, and I used to think it was exaggerated, but now I see it, maybe it's still underestimated......"

Count Witley thought to himself.

The carriage traveled all the way to the Earl's Court.

When he had reached a standstill, the Count of Wittley stepped out of the carriage with the help of his attendants, and followed Viscount Leon Castel into the drawing room of the Earl's Court.

Charlotte was already waiting in the Earl's Court.

Today, she wears a silk dress with a black base and gold trim and patterns, her long golden hair is softly draped behind her back, and her sapphire-clear eyes are as clear as the sky.

This was the first time the Count of Witley had met the legendary young count.

That's really the "legendary" count.

Along the way, every time he stopped at the harbor at night, the Earl of Witley could almost hear people talking about the young earl's deeds on the docks.

What kind of saint who caused miracles, a lord who turned the tide, a talented woman who was wise and brave, and so on...... He was about to hear the cocoon.

In particular, in the Battle of North Harbor, which shook the entire Duchy of Violet, Castel defeated the elite alliance of the two principalities with fewer victories, which is legendary.

It is said that even the king was shaken, and even His Majesty the king sent someone to inquire about the civil war in Boulder, remembering the name Charlotte de Castel.

Thinking of this, Count Wittley couldn't help but look at the legendary earl carefully, only to feel that the other party looked even younger than the legend, and even said...... It can be called young.

If he didn't know what the other party had done since he succeeded to the throne, it would really be difficult for him to connect the girl in front of him, who looked much younger than his daughter, with the noble lord.

"Lord Earl, Violet's messenger, Count Witley has arrived."

Viscount Lean-Castel saluted Charlotte and said respectfully.

The Count of Witley was keenly aware of the viscount's words and gestures of the heartfelt awe for the maiden.

Not only that, but he also noticed that the other Castel nobles in the council chamber were all respectful and cautious.

Even the knights of the guards who stood behind the maiden had their waists much straighter, and seemed to be quite proud of their work.

The young earl ...... It has been recognized and revered by vassals and followers.

Witley immediately had such a judgment.

Thinking of this, his expression became much more serious, and he bowed slightly to Charlotte, and said:

"The Violet Emissary, Bertrand de Wittre, has met His Excellency the Count of Castel."

The Count of Witley was very respectful.

Although they are both counts, counts and counts are also different.

Not to mention that Castel's territory was already more than three times the size of his own territory, and there was no comparison between the two levels of wealth.

In a sense, the Castel Territory even has the capital to sit on an equal footing with the principality, and the Battle of North Harbor is the biggest proof of this.

"Welcome, Lord Witley, are you here to negotiate with me on behalf of Violet?"

Charlotte greeted slightly and smiled.

The delicate and beautiful face and the soft smile like a spring breeze seemed to have some kind of transcendent charm, and even the well-informed Count Witley could not help but be stunned.

Of course, he quickly reacted to his gaffe, quickly retracted his gaze, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then took out a gilded parchment roll from his arms:

"Yes, Your Excellency the Earl, I have come to negotiate with you on behalf of the Duke, and this is a letter from the Duke......"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow, and motioned for the knight of the guard to take the parchment from the Count of Wittley, and the soldier, after taking it, quickly came up to her and presented it with both hands.

Charlotte picked up the parchment roll and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, she put the parchment down and chuckled:

"So...... Does the Duke of Violet mean to say that he hopes to be able to make a truce with my Castel and exchange the three princes for the Earl of Lint and our captured Violet soldiers? ”

The Count of Witley bowed slightly, and said respectfully:

"Your Excellency, more precisely, redemption."

"We want to exchange the three princes for your captured Earl Lint, and in addition to the three princes, we are willing to redeem the ordinary violet soldiers captured by you at the price of ten gold tana each, and the price of one hundred gold tana per person, to redeem those extraordinary soldiers......"

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Sorry, it's too late!

This chapter is yesterday, and today it is around twelve o'clock, probably a little later.

(End of chapter)