"Hahaha, Lord Count Kantanos, thank you very much for your hospitality."

A nice banquet was being held in the castle of Kantanos, which was the reception of Carl by the Count of Kantanos.

The Count of Kantanos brought out some of the wines he had treasured for a long time, and Karl tasted the good things.

He gently shook the light rosy juice in the tall glass, a wisp of wine that may not be condensed with mellow, fruity, and delicate aromas.

Delicacies such as roast chicken were served, and it was evident that the Count of Kantanos was usually very good at enjoying them, at least there was no shortage of them, otherwise they would not have been prepared so quickly.

The Count of Kantanos was a fat, pot-bellied man who became an Earl by inheriting the title of the old Count of Kantanos, and his daily life was all about how to be happy enough in this Fort of Kantanos.

But if he underestimated him, or rather, the Count of Kantanos, he was very wrong.

Kantanosburg County is not small, and the Earl of Kantanos controls enough territory for him to have enough influence.

Not to mention anything else, the Count of Kantanos has at least five or six hundred troops at his disposal, and even seven or eight knights in his service, if you count his vassals, then his army will be even more, and it is not impossible to break a thousand.

This was only a standing force, and if he were to mobilize the entire county of Kantanosburg, he would be able to draw more than 2,000 troops.

This is undoubtedly a terrible number, at least for Carl, even if Carl can fully control Sylde Manor and the affiliated villages, it is not bad to be able to pull out 300 people in the case of general mobilization.

Karl couldn't help but be a little envious, all roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome, just like this Count of Cantanos, who saw that he had no ambition and ability, but from the moment he was born, he was destined to be the ruler of this vast territory.

"Sir Karl seems to be a little drunk...... Uh......" The Count of Kantanos also drank to his heart's content, and hiccuped, and he couldn't help but smile when he noticed that Karl's eyes seemed to be a little confused.

"Butler, send Sir Karl down for a night's rest, and remember to 'entertain' my friend." Count Kantanos blinked his eyes and smiled in a way that you know.

"As you wish, Lord Earl." The butler nodded, he understood what Count Kantanos meant.

"Go, go, go." Count Kantanos waved his hand, and soon someone picked up Carl, who was already unconscious, and left.

That night, Karl had a good dream, he dreamed that he had come to a very gentle place, it was very comfortable, and the white clouds were so soft that he scratched it, and the feeling of it made him come back to memories.

As the night passed, Karl opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the unfamiliar room for a moment, and then remembered that he seemed to have been drinking in the castle of the Count of Kantanos.

"Am I drunk?" Carl rubbed his forehead and sat up, he didn't feel good when he was drunk, the headache made him grin.

As he sat up, the bed was slid down, revealing a snow-white ketone body, a faintly ruddy face, and a looming proud white rabbit full of charm.

Carl was stunned for a moment, his brain couldn't react for a while, but the next moment somewhere in him seemed to react, standing straight.

He was originally a young man with strong blood, whether it was before or after the crossing, how could he not react to such a scene.

As if sensing Carl's change, the woman stretched lazily and opened her eyes, her gaze meeting Karl's.

"Ah, Lord Sir, are you awake?" The woman's voice was as pleasant as a silver bell.

Carl swallowed, his gaze always unconsciously moving downward, but he immediately stopped him.

"You, you...... Who are you? Carl couldn't help but ask.

"I am at your service, arranged by Lord Earl."

Carl understood, this was a maid arranged by the Count of Kantanos, and at the same time he also understood, this kind of thing is normal in this era, which nobleman is not an amorous seed? Just kidding, they don't think this kind of thing is entertainment when they don't have any entertainment facilities.

But Carl is different from them! Although Carl is a nobleman, he was only a young man in the twenty-first century not long ago, and even after crossing over, Carl was only the second son of Sir Dias's family, and he couldn't eat enough, where did he get the experience and money to do this?

So it's a shame that even before last night, he was just a young kid......

Well, Hinata's identity officially ceased last night, and although Carl was drunk and couldn't remember what had happened, he understood everything he had seen from last night's dream and what he was looking at now.

The maid looked at the young nobleman with interest, she had vaguely guessed that the other party's pickpocket had experienced this kind of thing for the first time last night, and now seeing the other party's somewhat shy performance confirmed her own suspicion.

But when she thought about last night, her face was also a little red.

"It's obviously a chick, but it......'s so powerful," the maid said secretly in her heart, she almost didn't toss her apart last night.

Carl shook his head violently to sober himself up, he was really a little confused now, he had come to visit the Count of Kantanos, and it really scared his little heart to do such a task.

While he was still thinking about what to do afterwards, the maid had already dressed and stood respectfully on a plate.

"Lord Sir, please let me dress you." With that, the maid was about to come again, and Karl was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, you can go back first, I'll just come by myself."

"This ...... All right. Seeing Carl's resoluteness, the maid gave up and left Carl's room.

As the other party left, Carl finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly sorted out his clothes.

As soon as he walked into the drawing-room, he saw that the Count of Kantanos was already eating breakfast, and a table was richly arranged.

"Sir Karl, haha, I was just going to have someone call you, how was it, how was last night?" Count Kantanos said with a smile.

Carl thought of the embarrassing and blood-spurting scene just now, and there was a faint red on his cheeks.

"Lord Earl...... I can't afford to do that......" Karl smiled wryly, shook his head, and sat across from the Count of Kantanos, and soon a servant brought him breakfast.

"Hahahaha, I thought Sir Karl might like it." Count Kantanos saw the other party's embarrassment and quipped.

When he was full, Karl took his leave and left the castle of the Count of Kantanos, who did not stay, knowing that the other party had his own business to do.

"He's a very interesting young man." Standing in front of the window of the castle, the Count of Kantanos looked at the other party's distant back with his hands in his hands, and said with amusement.

"Lord Count?" The housekeeper was a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, let's go back, there should be a time to deal with each other again, by the way, I heard that the Erik guys don't seem to deal with Sir Karl very well?" Count Kantanos asked.

"Yes, Baron Tórs wants to get rid of Sir Karl, and even the Earl of Hurens has the shadow of Baron Thor if he does not further reward Sir Karl." The butler nodded.

"Heh, it's kind of interesting, you arrange some people, if the Eric family guy wants to make a small move here, then block him back, but don't reveal your identity." Count Kantanos commanded.

"Obey my master."

If the others heard their conversation, they would be shocked, knowing that the nobles did not know about Baron Tórse's disagreement with Karl, let alone the deeper influence of the reward.

After giving the command, the Count of Kantanos turned and walked into the depths of the castle, and the deep corridor seemed to never end, as deep as the Count of Kantanos......

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"Kevin, how's the mercenary affair resolved?" Karl asked.

Kevin thought about it for a moment and briefly recounted everything that had happened, and of course most of the plot was brushed aside.

"Two hundred silver natas a year...... It's okay, let's go, take our army, and we'll join them outside the city. ”

Karl waved his hand, put on his armor, and was about to walk in the direction of the outside of the castle.

By the time Carl and the others arrived outside the castle, the mercenaries had already set up their ranks, but they seemed to be well disciplined, and they could see that they were in good combat power with all their leather armor.

However, when they saw the fifteen heavy infantry full of chain mail, they were still unconsciously shorter, and their momentum was frustrated.

If they do fight, Sylvia has no doubt that they will be defeated, not to mention how difficult those heavy infantry will be to deal with, Carl, Kevin, and Berg alone will make them choke, after all, the three of them are even armored horses.

"Who's the leader?" Karl shouted.

"Honorable Sir, I am Sylvia, the leader of this mercenary army, and we are willing to serve you." Sylvia stepped out, got down on one knee, put her hand on her breast, and said an oath of allegiance.

The same goes for the mercenaries behind him, who have long known that this time they will become the real army of the nobles, and life will be stable.

The disgruntled had already left with Bruce, so there was no commotion here.

"Very well, from now on you are no longer mercenaries, but my army, by the way, did you have the name and banner of the mercenary group before?" Karl asked.

"My lord, we are the Hagrid Mercenary Regiment, and this is our banner." A mercenary walked out, holding a banner in his hand, his eyes a little complicated, after all, this flag carried too many of them.

The flag was red and white, with a white base and a red cross in the center.

"Very well, I now declare your name as Hagrid's Legion, and this flag you will keep as the banner of your Legion, symbolizing your glory!