Since Bishop Pierre's banquet, Mondstadt has briefly regained its calm, although Karl has promised to send troops to help Stephanie, and also promised the Pope to participate in the holy war, but after all, it is a war, so there are many things to prepare, and it takes a long time, and Karl also has a period of time to do nothing, after all, he does not need to take care of everything.

"Hey, I'm betting on Zart to win this one!"

"I think the one across from him will win, and if you look at the way he wields his sword, he's definitely the one who came back from the battlefield!"

"I'm betting 5 copper natas!"

"I'm betting five, too!"

At the moment, Dortmund's arena is bustling with activity, in fact, every day a large number of people gather here, and this is the liveliest place in the whole of Dortmund.

Not surprisingly, the most interested here are gamblers who have some spare money and like to gamble, they like to gamble here, and there are very few people who actually come to see the game.

And on the side of the arena, a man in a black robe was constantly collecting bets from those people, looking at the endless stream of Natas, he was obviously a little tired, fortunately he also had an assistant, otherwise he would really not be busy alone.

It can be seen from the waist card on his waist that he is a low-level member of the man in black, and the people around him have no surprise about this, Carl will not let others control such an important matter, although Carl himself does not like it, but he has to admit that this industry is simply profitable, so he directly let the man in black take over all the business in the arena, without the bet of the man in black, it will not be recognized, and it is even very likely to be punished by the official.

At first, many gamblers complained that Karl was interfering with their interests, but after a while, no one objected, because they found that if the man in black was in control, because of the official background, every bet was very innocent, and there would be no repayment afterwards.

"Sonorous!"

"Clank!"

The sound of swords and swords in the arena from time to time was made of steel colliding, and the sound was very crisp, as if the gods were striking iron.

The two of them are wearing armor to protect themselves tightly, after all, although it is an arena, but weapons are weapons, it is very likely to hurt people, this is not the 21st century here, if there is really any death, then you can only blame yourself for bad luck.

But the tight armor didn't make the match boring, on the contrary, it made the fight very enjoyable.

The two of them who were fighting could see that their skills were very deep, and the long sword was commanded by their arms.

At this moment, the fighter wearing an eagle and holding a long sword smock struck his enemy to the ground with a whip leg that was very decisive and ruthless.

And of course he won't let the other party get up, in fact, the moment the other party fell to the ground, he had already lost, and in the blink of an eye, his sword was against the opponent's throat, and this battle was decided.

"Let's congratulate the knight from Fort Denor, who won the victory!" A referee walked between the two of them and raised his hand aloft to declare him victorious.

"Damn, why is Zat so wasteful, I thought he would definitely win, and I still pressed a dozen copper natas on him!"

"Hahahaha, I bet right, I knew that guy was going to win, he looked strong!"

Gambling is always like this, some people are happy and some are sad, some people are sad, some people are ecstatic, and there is a stark contrast between these two parts of people.

But no matter what their expressions were, the man in black who was in charge of collecting the accounts smiled happily, because no matter whether they won or lost, as a banker, he always earned, and in order to increase their enthusiasm, Karl did not ask them to hand over all their income, and could leave a small part as their subsidy.

It makes them very happy, they are motivated, and the more they earn, the more they can stay.

"Yes, yes, his bravery deserves recognition." A hidden box, Carl watched the game below with interest, while Sylvia and Berg stood behind him to accompany him, and Kevin was responsible for training the army, after all, the war was about to start, and Kevin, as the military minister, had a lot to do, so naturally he had little time to accompany Carl to watch the competitive games.

"Sylvia, who is this victorious man? Look at the smock on his body, is it from Fort Deno? Karl turned his head and looked at Sylvia, for now, Dortmund does not have too many flags, after all, it really has a territory, and the army and people with their own banners are only Nordburg in Sylvia, and the others have at most one village as a fief, where do those villages generally come from, and no one will go around, after all, no peasants will leave their land, you only have barons like Fort Denord, and there are some mercenaries and the like who will move.

"Lord Earl, that is my military governor, Sir Bruce, and not long ago I made him a knight and made him my military governor." Sylvia said.

"Oh? Is he so valued by you? He was a knight and a military governor. Karl was a little surprised, it was not unusual for one knight to canonize other knights, so it was not surprising that he did not know.

"That's an old friend of mine." Sylvia smiled and talked about the relationship between him and Bruce, as well as the fact that Bruce had come all the way from the Carol region to join him some time ago.

"I see." Carl nodded, and didn't say anything more, defecting to his acquaintance was a very common thing, and he didn't need to say anything about it, anyway, it was Sylvia's private matter.

And he recognized Bruce's force, and there were a lot of things that could be seen in the fight just now, at least he could know that this Bruce did have some real talent.

"Maybe I had told Kevin to find you earlier, and your military governor wouldn't have left with anyone, and then I'd have got a full Hagrid corps." Carl said jokingly.

"Please forgive me for speaking bluntly, Lord Earl, not to mention whether Bruce was willing to join a nobleman at that time, if he really hadn't left at that time, then maybe I wouldn't have become your subordinate, and you wouldn't have accepted the Hagrid mercenary group, let alone what you have today." Sylvia shook her head.

"Oh? Why? Carl asked, curious.

"Money, my lord, everything is a matter of money, the treatment you gave us is very good, which makes us very grateful, but according to the treatment at that time, when everyone in the Hagrid Corps is there, you must not be able to afford this expense, and I will definitely not choose to split the Hagrid Mercenary Corps Then in the end, we can only break up unhappily." Sylvia shrugged.

Carl was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, he almost forgot, he hadn't arrived at Syld Manor at that time, and naturally he didn't have the money of the manor, and even if he got it, he really couldn't afford to pay such a large amount of money, although Selder Manor was rich, but Seld Manor itself had a large number of soldiers and many people to raise.

"Then it seems that I have got a general like you, and I have to thank this Bruce." Carl took a sip of tea and clicked.

"If that's what you think, that's fine."

"I don't know people, do you want to meet Bruce?" Suddenly, Sylvia asked, frowning.

Carlen froze for less than a second, then shook his head and rejected Sylvia's offer.

"There is no need for this Sylvia, he is your military governor, not mine, although his force is indeed good, but I am not enough to take his subordinates."

There is another sentence that Karl did not say, and he looked down on those who abandoned their teammates.

Sylvia nodded, he just recommended his old friend to Carl on a whim, although Bruce was not very good to him, and he only came to him when he saw Fugui, but no matter how he said it, he knew each other and planned to help him, since Carl was not interested in it, he would not mention it again.

"Lord Earl, your idea is really brilliant, you let the men in black take over all the gambling games in the entire arena, so that our income here has multiplied several times, and now this place is about to become an important source of support for our territory's finances." Berg, who was on the side, suddenly said that as the Chancellor of the Exchequer, he was more interested in this.

"Trust me Berg, what you're seeing now is just a drizzle, and that's not all the arena has to say, in my mind." Carl said with a smile, he didn't lie, in fact, he still has a lot of ideas that have not been implemented, such as forming a ball game or something, there are so many entertainment facilities in the 21st century, he can copy some even if he copied them, although they may not be suitable for this era, but some of them will definitely bring him a lot of profits.

It's just that he doesn't have the energy to do these things now, after all, although some things are good, but all of them are thrown in, and the subjects have not yet adapted, then the final result will only be counterproductive.

"If that's the case, that's great, Lord Earl, you know, our finances really aren't working." Berg began to babble again.

"Okay, okay Berg, why do you talk about finances every time you talk, can't you let me take two days off?" Carl covered his head, looking like the master was not reading.

"Well, I hope you know what to expect." Berg smiled wryly, and as Karl returned his gaze to the arena below, he took a good look at the game.