"Oh my God, I really don't know what to say, thank you so much, Lord Karl." Sir Theodore's tongue was almost knotted, and he looked at the corpses all over the ground with some incoherent speech.

He didn't get a fief through merit, he got it by inheritance, so he never went to battle, and such a picture hit him a bit big.

"Sir Theodore, this is what I should do." Carl smiled and responded politely.

"But maybe you need to clean up your village, or I'm afraid it's easy to break out of the plague." Karl's kind offer.

"Of course, I'll arrange for someone to clean it up right away." Sir Theodore nodded.

"Soldiers, go back to the garrison and get a good night's sleep." Karl turned and shouted.

When the soldiers heard this, they finally relaxed, and although they were tired, they did not complain.

Seeing the orderly soldiers, Sir Theodore was a little envious, if only he had such an army, at least he would not worry about his village being plundered by robbers.

It was these itinerant robbers whom he hated and feared the most, and every time they encountered them, they would suffer great losses.

Some of the unfortunate ones will also fall into the hands of the robbers, who will demand ransom from their loved ones.

But he can only think about it, he doesn't have so much money to organize such an army, and even if he does, he can't maintain it if he really organizes the army, and those chain mails can't handle it.

"By the way, Sir Theodore, I have a question for you." Karl said suddenly.

"Lord Karl, please speak."

"I wonder how many of the rogues are around here?" Karl asked.

Sir Theodore sighed and said, "There weren't that many, but recently a nearby earl has died, and his territory is experiencing a civil war, and many soldiers have fled, and the robbers, all like hungry wolves, have seen delicious meat coming in one after another. ”

Carl suddenly realized that the soldiers who were scattered in this era were thieves! They are even more terrible than ordinary robbers.

They have undergone a certain amount of military training and have a good amount of strength, but they have lost their restraints, and it is normal for them to raid villages in order to survive.

And because of the war, the soldiers were busy fighting, and no one in the territory had time to clear it, so the whole territory was in chaos.

"Sir, you......" Karl was a little worried, if it weren't for the fact that he happened to be passing through, the village would have been ransacked.

"No way, my territory just happens to be affected, but I have already sent someone to report to the Earl, presumably the Earl will come to help me." Sir Theodore said helplessly.

It is undoubtedly not a good choice to pin his hopes on his earl, because it depends on his earl's mood and whether he is willing, although according to the vassal contract, the other party should indeed help the safety of his territory, but there are some things that there is no way if you really don't want to, and there are reasons to push it off.

Although this is not a good choice, it is the only option for Sir Theodore, and the civil war breaks out in the county next door, and the count here can only be counted on.

"Good luck then, Sir, and God will bless you." Karl shrugged, he couldn't help with this, he had to rush to Sild Manor, it was impossible to stay in this place to help him stabilize his territory.

"Thank you." Sir Theodore nodded, he also heard the other party's intention to leave, but he was not frustrated, he did not want the other party to help in this regard, the other party did not have such an obligation.

……

"Sylvia, we can't stay like this any longer, we've stayed here long enough!"

Meanwhile, an argument is taking place in one of the rooms of the Kantan Northburg Tavern.

"Bruce, but where are we going if we don't stay here? We couldn't find a home at all! ”

The middle-aged man named Sylvia and Bruce were red-faced, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

Sylvia is furious, and Bruce actually questions him and challenges his authority in the mercenary team.

Yes, they are the captain and a mercenary in the mercenary team.

In fact, Bruce was the only one in the mercenary team who dared to quarrel with Sylvia like this, and there were even times when Bruce's words worked more effectively than Sylvia.

Bruce is an old member of this mercenary team, and he usually takes care of some people, making them grateful to Dade and prestigious.

Usually Sylvia and Bruce get along quite well, although Sylvia likes the feeling of authority, but is not narrow-minded, but in recent days, they have often broken out disputes.

For example, now they are arguing over a very real thing, and the mercenary team has no money!

As mercenaries, they live a life of licking blood, fighting for those nobles, so as to get paid, which is also what most, if not all, mercenaries do, this is a very lucrative job, and sometimes they can even blackmail the nobles who are captured by them.

Of course, many of them don't like this kind of life very much, after all, if it's not really difficult, how can they live such a precarious life?

But even in this life, as mercenaries, they still have a lot of problems, such as the most prone to the problem, when they don't encounter war, or no nobles are willing to hire them, they will lose their income, they don't have their own land, they don't have their own workshops, they can only watch the money run out little by little.

"Bruce, I have an idea." Sylvia said suddenly, he didn't want to argue with Bruce, so he tried to keep his tone calm.

"What?"

"I want the nobles to recruit us, I'm a little tired, I've been a mercenary for so many years, I'm worried every day, I don't know when I'm going to fail, if I can become a regular army, then at least I can solve the problem of food and clothing."

"Huh? Sylvia, you're really crazy, what nobles would be willing to recruit us? You actually hit such an idea. Bruce shook his head, he had a mocking look on his face, they couldn't even find someone to hire them, and they wanted to recruit them to make them nobles in the official army?

"Besides, I don't want to be a regular soldier, I just want to be a mercenary, free and easy, and many of my brothers have the same idea." Bruce said in a deep voice, being a regular army means being restrained by those nobles.

"Perhaps, Sylvia, we don't have to disagree." At this moment, Bruce suddenly raised his head and said solemnly.

"What do you mean?" Sylvia suddenly had a bad premonition.

"My meaning is simple, I'll leave here with a bunch of brothers, and we'll head to the Kairol region, where the nobility is chaotic, where wars are constant, and there may be a need for us." Bruce said without hesitation.

"The Carol area? Where to go? Sylvia was shocked, that place was 108,000 miles away.

"Yes Sylvia, and I'm not here to discuss with you, I'm just here to inform, in fact, I've decided with those brothers just now, we will leave tomorrow, and you can take your people to stay here and do your spring and autumn dreams." After speaking, Bruce didn't wait for the other party's answer, and directly pushed open the door and left.

Sylvia looked at Bruce as he left, his face turned pale for a while, and he knew that the mercenary team he had maintained for so long had finally ushered in a split.

He knew that Bruce had a lot of prestige in the mercenary team, and he could take at least half of them away, and then his mercenary group would only have about forty or fifty people left.

But he didn't want to leave, he didn't want to go to the Carol region, that place was not a paradise, and if he said to go now, it would only make others think that he was afraid, and his reputation would be completely overshadowed by Bruce, and he couldn't pull this face!

"Damn Bruce!" Sylvia kicked the table next door hard, making a "thump" sound.

……

"That's Kantanos Fort, it's a majestic castle." Looking at the castle in front of him, Carl couldn't help but sigh, this is the center of Kantanosborg County, ruling this castle and then radiating his power in all directions is equivalent to taking the entire county into his hands, which is also the biggest difference between the castle and the manor.

Castles are exclusively for military use, and a strong castle can make every enemy desperate.

"Let's go, Berg, wait until you find an inn, settle our soldiers, and the horses, and don't let our foals starve." Karl commanded.

"Of course, Lord Sir, as you wish." Berg nodded, it was a much better time than when he was with Sir Nord.

"Kevin, you go and keep an eye out for the news of the mercenaries here, and if there are any mercenaries at the right price, you can let me know." Carl said again.

"Okay." Kevin didn't say much, just took the task.

"Alright, let's go into the castle, everyone." Karl beckoned, and the group walked into the castle.

"Where are those mercenaries?"

Along the way, many people pointed at Carl's team, after all, people in equipment, if you say they are not soldiers, they will not believe them.

"It should be a nobleman, look, they have a flag." Someone pointed to the eagle flag.

"It's actually a noble lord." Many people lowered their heads when they saw the excitement, the nobles are not something they can afford to provoke, if the nobles are not happy to punish them, there is no place to say that it is reasonable.

Seeing passers-by who lowered their heads one by one, Carl was a little embarrassed, but inexplicably a little pleasant, after all, the feeling of being awe-inspiring is really good.

After staying in the hotel, Carl was finally able to get some rest, tidy up a little and lie down comfortably.

But he still had something to do, and it would be too much to say if he didn't visit the nobles here when he came to a castle.