When Vicky succeeded in entering the castle gates, he was overwhelmed with emotion, for all this proved that the young man he had met that day had not deceived him, that he was indeed a noble count, and that he was indeed interested in his cause.

He didn't think that an earl would waste his precious time on him if he wasn't really willing to help him.

"You're Mr. Vicky." Just as he hesitated to ask who to ask how to find Carl, an attendant walked up behind him and asked.

Vicky was startled by the sudden arrival of the person behind him, but after seeing the other party clearly, he quickly nodded.

"Then please come with me, Lord Earl has been waiting for you for a long time." The squire looked at Vicky as he spoke, he wondered what this guy was capable of getting the noble Earl to wait for him personally.

But looking left and right, he didn't see anything special in Vicky, and even he only felt that this guy was very humble.

However, he is not a troubled man, and he just does what the Earl says.

Following his attendants through tower after tower, Vicky finally came to a very luxurious castle, at least in his opinion, it was too luxurious, if he could live in such a place, it would be worth his life.

In fact, although Stikana is not poor, it is also a little far from the word "re-wealth", after all, it is close to the territory of the infidels, no matter how much it develops, there is a limit, so this castle is more of a policy of building for military purposes, luxury is really not counted, but in the eyes of people like Vicky who have not seen too many good things, it is simply paradise.

"Lord Count, Mr. Vicky has been brought." He first pushed open the door of a room in the castle, and then said with a respectful face.

"Well, you let him in." The familiar voice made Vicky's heart happy.

"It's an honor to see you again, sir...... No, Your Excellency Count Dortmund, and you, Lord Kevin. Vicky bowed to Karl decently, but the action was a little awkward no matter how you looked at it.

"Don't be too restrained, just sit down, I'm more relevant to what we're going to talk about next than these virtual things." Karl looked at him with a smile, and the look calmed the nervous Vicky a little.

"Please don't worry about me, I was just pulled over by Lord Bojue to listen." Kevin said humorously.

Vicky took a deep breath and slowly sat down in front of Karl.

No one knew what they were talking about, after all, Carl hadn't allowed anyone into the room from beginning to end.

It's just that when Vicky came out, his face was excited, but it didn't seem to be so intense, and if you were careful, you would notice that there was still a little worry hidden in his eyes.

But no matter what, he also got what he wanted, although this result was a little different from what he thought at the beginning, but the wall in the past few years has let him know that such an ending is very good, and he has no bargaining qualifications.

"Lord Earl, I don't understand, why do you give him such a great favor?"

After Vicky left, Kevin, who had been a fool, became serious, and he asked puzzled.

"Kevin, I've taught you a long time ago that you don't just look at the surface when looking at things, believe me, compared to what we gain, what we pay is not worth mentioning." Karl said earnestly.

"And besides, you recommended this young man to me, didn't you?"

"I just thought he would be a little helpful to us, so I recommended him to you, but I didn't expect you to think so highly of him." Kevin couldn't stop laughing.

"I never valued him, I only valued the Sakya." Karl said lightly, who cares about a guy who buys drunk in a tavern? If it weren't for the identity of the other party's Sakya, Karl wouldn't even bother to pay attention to him.

"Okay, don't mention this, you just need to know that he is helpful to us, now you still think about putting the army in order, we have been here for too long, supplies and everything are sufficient, I plan to go across the sea in two days!" The card man ordered.

"Yes!"

When it comes to this matter, Kevin doesn't dare to delay at all.

"Sibek, Ah, Sibek, I've prepared so much for you, I hope you don't let me down." Karl looked at the map in front of him and muttered under his breath.

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"Thank you very much, whether I can take Sibeck this time or not, you will be my friend forever." Karl looked at Wagner with a look of emotion.

"It's my pleasure that my friend can help you, please don't take it personally." Wagner was very satisfied with Karl's attitude and responded with a smile.

"Leave the words of gratitude for later, and now please bless us, everyone, aboard!"

As Karl's order was given, all the soldiers who had been prepared walked one after another to the ship that had been assigned.

"Of course, God will bless you, you warriors who fight for the Lord." Count Wagner waved his hand and blessed Karl, who was also on board, and said goodbye.

Carl also waved his hand reluctantly, but when the fleet was far away, the look on Carl's face disappeared, replaced by an incomparable calm.

"When did I become so hypocritical?" Carl laughed to himself, of course everything was faked.

On the deck, Kevin watched as his lord changed his face faster than anything else.

"By the way, Kevin, where's Sylvia?" Karl naturally didn't see his military minister's contempt for him, and he was more interested in this, where his other love would go.

"Sylvia's guy is in the room below right now." Kevin said casually.

"Let's go to him, maybe we can talk about the war." Carl pulls Kevin.

Kevin looked a little strange and didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Karl frowned.

"My advice, Lord Count, is that we don't go to him now, and perhaps he doesn't want you to go to him now." Kevin said hesitantly.

"What the hell is going on?" Karl was even more puzzled at this moment.

"God, I never knew that Sylvia guy was seasick, and when I went to see him just now, he almost threw up and I was covered in that stench, which made me not want to smell it a second time."

As if thinking of that scene again, Kevin retched.

Carl's mind is full of black lines, Sylvia is seasick? It was the first time he had known about it.

"Well, since that's the case, let's let him have a good rest, I just hope that his state won't affect the war after we finish the exam." Carl said, covering his face.

"Don't worry, Lord Earl, I can guarantee that this will not happen, Sylvia is a battle-hardened warrior who always manages to adapt himself as quickly as possible." Kevin said very seriously.

"I don't doubt that." Carl nodded, no matter how Sylvia has been a mercenary for so many years, fighting in the north and south.

"How many days will it take us to get to Seabeck?" Carl held on to the railing of the boat, the sea breeze gently blowing on him, his long hair, which had not been cut in an unknown amount of time, fluttering slightly.

Since he came into this world, he has not been in the habit of cutting his hair, at most he will trim it when it is too long, and most of the time he will tie it up.

"If the weather can be maintained like this for the next few days, maybe we will be able to go ashore in five days." Kevin was obviously prepared for Carl's question, and he answered it as soon as he asked.

"Oh?" Carl gave a surprised look, and he just asked casually, not expecting Kevin to answer.

"Do you still know anything about sea navigation here?" Karl came with some interest.

"Of course, Lord Earl, in fact, before following you, I also traveled a lot of places during my days as a mercenary, and it just so happens that I have also been here." Kevin showed a slightly reminiscing look, as if he thought of that time and the present, and sighed for a while.

As Carl said before, life is always full of opportunities, if it was before, how could he have thought that he would one day become a high nobleman?

"Come to this place? There are always those heretics here, and they don't show mercy to the Dirkmans, what are you doing here? Karl asked.

"Lord Count, where is this for a mercenary? It doesn't matter if there are infidels or not, what matters is that someone hired us, what matters is that we can receive money when we come here, and without it, it will be difficult for us to survive. Kevin shook his head, the life of a mercenary is not so fun, everyone knows that mercenaries do a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, but who knows, in fact, not many people are really willing to do this?

"I'm sorry." Consciously stepping on the other party's bad memories, Carl felt very apologetic.

"Please don't apologize, Lord Earl, you didn't do anything wrong, and I want to thank you, maybe I should be more grateful for that game of chess, if I hadn't lost to you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be standing here talking to you now." Kevin said humorously.

Carl smiled as well, and he thought about the first time he and Kevin met.

In the rundown tavern of Black Thorn, he met the mercenary and made a bet to force him to follow him.

Who would have thought that both of them would be able to achieve what they are now.

Before I knew it, so many years had passed, and sometimes Carl couldn't help but sigh, time flies so fast.