"Okay sir, you've got a word about me, and if there's anything you want to laugh at, go ahead." After Vicky finished speaking, he closed his eyes directly, revealing a look of whatever he wanted.

Carl laughed, shook his head and said, "Why should I laugh at your husband?" The story you tell is wonderful, and it's impressive, that you're a respectable person, at least much better than those who like to rob on the side of the road and get something for nothing, and you're a man of good character, and the Lord will bless such people. ”

"I do not believe in your Lord." Vicky glanced at him, only to sigh again after a moment, a look of gratitude on his face.

"Thank you buddy, at least you are not like them, after listening to my affairs, you just laugh at my inadequacy, maybe you want to do the same, but what you say in the end is an affirmation of me, I am very happy sir."

"Life will always go through a lot of setbacks and tribulations, please don't take it to heart, who knows that these setbacks and tribulations are not opportunities behind them? There's always a chance to be young. Karl patted Vicky on the shoulder.

"Opportunity, that's a distant word, I've prayed countless times, but now I know that it's too rare for me." Vicky is like a deflated ball.

Karl was not surprised, but he knew that the young man had been in the tavern for two or three years, and almost every few days he would come and tell his story to the crowd that came and went in the tavern, hoping to gain sympathy and help from others, but no doubt all he got in the end was ridicule, and perhaps some kind person would order him a beer.

Such pressure is indeed too heavy on a young person.

Kevin on the side glanced at his monarch, and his eyes seemed to say, "Lord Earl, please don't forget that you are just a young man."

Ignoring Kevin's gaze, Carl turned his gaze back to the young man, his eyes flickering so that he didn't know what he was thinking.

Vicky shuddered at his gaze, he didn't know what that look meant, he just hoped it wasn't malicious.

"As I just said, after setbacks and tribulations, who knows if it's not an opportunity? And now, Mr. Vicky, you have a chance. Karl bared his two rows of white fangs, like a big bad wolf looking at the little white rabbit in front of him.

"Your smile isn't pretty, friend." Vicky complained, perhaps because he had drunk some wine, which made him a little bold.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Vicky always felt that the other party's eyes seemed to have become a little terrifying just now.

It's just that that feeling comes and goes quickly, and the other party is still smiling so gently in the blink of an eye.

"Chance, what chance are you talking about? Where do I get my chance now? Vicky noticed the second half of Karl's sentence.

"That's Mr. Point." Carl nodded in satisfaction.

Karl looked at Vicky for a moment, then held out his right hand.

"Introduce myself, my name is Carl von Dias."

Vicky froze for a moment and subconsciously shook hands with the other party, but the more he pondered it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Feng?" He muttered the word twice, it wasn't that he didn't know anything about the Dillmans, and he had lived in the Diermans territory for more than two years.

"You're a nobleman?" Vicky asked tentatively.

"Of course, perhaps you should have heard of my title, Count of Dortmund." Carl smiled.

Dortmund ...... Earl? When he first heard the name of Dortmund, he was still a little confused, he didn't know where this place was, but when he heard the words Earl in the back, he raised his head sharply.

Seeing the other party's shocked and almost speechless expression, Carl only felt extremely comfortable in his heart, although he is not a person who likes to pretend to be forced, but every time it comes to such a time, that kind of smoothness is something that no one can say.

"Sir, this joke is not funny at all, if I remember correctly, it is a great crime to be a nobleman of Mao." Vicky said with a swish.

"Do you think I have deceived you in this matter, and it will do me any good? Or do you have any value worth deceiving me? And you also said that it is a great crime to pretend to be a nobleman, let alone to pretend to be an earl. Karl's expression remained unchanged and said lightly.

Vicky opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head helplessly, he knew that the other party was right, he was not qualified to let others deceive him at the risk of committing such a big crime, at least he himself did not think that he had so much value.

"So honorable Dot...... Count Dortmund, should I make a salute to you? Vicky hesitated.

"Of course that's fine if you want to, but at least I don't think there's any need for it here, unless you want to make it a little more lively." Karl laughed, and only the people in the tavern were still boasting.

The noise here was very loud, so no one noticed Karl's side, and even if they did, they probably just didn't care about them as ordinary customers.

Vicky laughed, and the atmosphere cooled down for a while, and neither side had anything to say.

Vicky's thinking is chaotic now, to be honest, he has never seen such a high-status nobleman, before this he has seen a nobleman who came to this tavern some time ago, is such a guy, his expression is the same as 2580000, that high-minded look, Vicky still remembers it vividly, but others just eat him.

He remembered the way everyone in the tavern looked at the knight, though he didn't know why the noble nobleman had come to such a dirty place as the tavern, maybe it was just a wandering knight.

Karl also watched him quietly, waiting for him to absorb the information.

"Then I wonder why the noble Earl came to me? Is there anything I can do for you? After a long time, Vicky finally relented, and he looked at the young earl in front of him with a puzzled expression, and an earl actually sat here and listened to his story for a long time.

"I don't want to repeat the same thing more than three times, it's the same sentence, setbacks and tribulations may be followed by opportunities." Carl shrugged.

Vicky was confused for a moment, only a moment later he looked slightly shocked, then ecstatic, then excited.

Carl looked at the other man's changing expression amusedly, satisfying his bad taste.

"Your Excellency Earl, do you mean that you are willing to help me?" As if to confirm, Vicky asked cautiously.

"If I didn't, then maybe I'd get out of here now instead of listening to a wanderer's gibberish, maybe your story is moving, but that's not a reason to waste my time." Carl said, spreading his hands.

Receiving an affirmative reply, the look on Vicky's face became even more agitated.

"How would you like to help me?" Vicky asked impatiently.

"Don't be anxious, sir, if I'm right, you just want your people to stop being slaves, at least to live a normal life, right?"

"Of course, my lordship, this is what I have always dreamed of." Vicky wondered why the other party had to mention it again.

"Then it seems that our interests are the same, some things are not convenient to talk about here, come here, please come here tomorrow morning, and I will have a good talk with you." Carl handed over a note with an address written there.

Vicky glanced at it and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which Karl had written was the castle of Stikana, where the nobles lived.

"Honorable sir, I can't get inside." Vicky hesitated for a moment and said.

"You just have to say that the Count of Dortmund is looking for you, and those guards will naturally let you in, and I will explain it to them." Carl smiled and shook his head.

"Yes, my lord, I will be there on time tomorrow." Vicky was very excited at the moment, and the other party's performance proved that the other party did not lie to him, this is a noble earl, after all, if the other party is lying, then tomorrow he only needs to get there to know everything.

"Very good, then I'll see you tomorrow, by the way, I haven't introduced you to him yet." Carl stood up, and as if something had suddenly occurred to him, he glanced at Kevin.

"Hello, Sakya from afar, I am the military minister of Lord Dortmund, the commander of the Thorn Corps, knight, Kevin." Kevin introduced himself politely to Vicky, and he didn't look arrogant.

"Oooh...... Of course...... Lord Kevin...... "Seeing Kevin's polite appearance, Vicky was a little overwhelmed, and even a little incoherent.

Carl laughed, patted Kevin on the shoulder, and walked out of the tavern, followed by Kevin.

Seeing the figures of the two gradually walking away, Vicky's mood completely eased, and today's series of events were like a roller coaster, making his heart beat wildly.

He slapped his face twice, as if to confirm whether this was a dream or reality.

"What's the matter, friend, are you ashamed that your story has wasted your time again?" Someone noticed his actions and laughed out loud.

He didn't hear the conversation between the three Karls, he just thought that the two new faces had been persuaded by Vicky to quit again.

If it was usual, Vicky would definitely reply with a few sentences, but now he doesn't have the slightest such thoughts.

"Say whatever you want." Without hesitation, Vicky stood up and walked a few quick steps out of the tavern.

"Maybe that guy went to the Earl to solve his troubles hahaha."

Behind him, a cheerful atmosphere filled the tavern.