Seeing Lothar leave, Saleh sighed with emotion: "Abdullah, you are right, he is indeed a very special person - he has even saluted me with our etiquette just now. ”

Abdullah smiled and said, "He has been made a baron, and he is valued by King Baldwin, and in my opinion, it will not be long before he becomes a big man in the Holy City." ”

At this moment, an attendant leaned in and whispered in Saleh's ear.

Saleh's face changed slightly, and his expression was complicated: "No, it won't take long, I just received news that King Baldwin has appointed him as the Grand Master of the Royal Knights." ”

"He's already a big man in the city."

"Abdullah, recovering the Holy Land is a feat, but this feat can only be done by me, not by a rebellion like Saladin."

Abdullah whispered, "I understand, my lordship, that you will surely retake Aleppo, just as we served Baron Gofrey in order to avenge King Nur al-Din. ”

Saleh coughed lightly and said, "Abdullah, we need to be more generous to our friends, and in addition to sending him ten war horses, send him five more maids." ”

Abdullah hesitated.

Saleh immediately saw his doubts, and said, "It's a real maid, not one who has been specially trained and can kill her master on the bed at any time." ”

Abdullah gladly accepted the order.

...

Leave the hotel.

Frigila muttered quietly, "Why don't you want a maid?" I've heard that the maids trained by these Zoroastrian nobles are very good at serving. ”

"If you don't use it yourself, you can use it for me."

"In the past, when I was in the royal court, I had at least three maids to serve me to bathe and change my clothes, three maids to serve me to dress up, and three maids to serve me to eat and drink..."

Lothar said with a dark face: "Don't talk about it, you are in the palace of the royal court, cold as a big coffin, how can there be a living person to serve you?" ”

Fringira covered her small mouth, feeling embarrassed that her words had been pierced: "You know this? ”

"I know you better than you think."

Lothar sighed: "But don't worry, whether it's a maid or a luxurious palace, there will definitely be one in the future, but if you can save it now, you can save it." ”

"Draw cakes again!"

"Seriously."

For a nobleman, a maid is indeed a necessity.

Even if you don't use it, there is always a useful place for the nobles to exchange favors and usher in the send-off.

You can't hold a banquet and have a rough sergeant serve you, right?

It's just that now is not the time to enjoy it, and he doesn't plan to spend his limited funds on this kind of thing.

Everything that follows will have to be compromised for the expansion of military power.

The ten horses promised by Saleh would later be sent to the Constance manor, and Lothar did not intend to send them back to Jogrüsburg, but intended to keep them as spare horses for the hussars.

The horses used by Jogrüsburg to train the hussars were sufficient.

Partly from desert bandits, partly bought through the horse market in the Jordanian Earldom.

When he asked Saleh for Abdullah, although he was more testing the relationship between the two, in fact, he really coveted Abdullah and the Kurdish cavalry under his command.

It was a very elite cavalry corps, skilled in archery and horses, not inferior to the elite Mamluks of the Ayyubid kingdom.

With the same number of people, even the hussars under his command can win, but it can only be a miserable victory.

But it's a pity that these two are probably in the period of love between the monarch and the minister now.

It's really hard for me to get involved.

…

Konstanz estate.

Only two weeks after leaving, the manor was covered with dust, and thirteen hussars and nine axeguards, including Lane, had begun to clean up.

With the help of Prajna, Lothar took off her armor and stood on the balcony of the main building of the manor, looking at the busy crowd with a frown.

The intricacies of the situation in the Holy Land, and Baldwin IV's appreciation and respect, made him feel tremendous pressure.

In this era, there is no one in the world who is easy to deal with.

Even those seemingly stupid crusader aristocrats who only know how to compete for fame and fortune.

If he doesn't open the hook, he doesn't inherit the identity and ability of the original owner, he is a civilian, if he crosses into this world, it is only right that he will be shot away by the knights in one round.

He never felt that he really had the talent to match Saladin, and the power under his command was only a drop in the bucket in the face of the coming war.

However, if he can completely take the royal knights for his own use and use them properly, this force can also slightly affect the direction of a war.

"Lothar."

Behind him, a cold female voice sounded.

Prajna came to his side, and the woman, who was not much taller than him, stretched out her hand and smoothed Lothar's brow.

The cold touch made Lothar feel that the heat on her body was dispelled.

"Did you know that there are people who, when they are alone, can move forward, but when they have more, they are always looking ahead and worrying?"

Lothar immediately realized that this was talking about herself.

He smiled wryly: "Indeed, this is stupid. ”

"But I always feel like I'm shouldering a lot of people's expectations right now, and if I mess things up, I'll let them down."

He pointed to the busy crowd below: "And their loyalty, and their lives, if I make a wrong decision, they will all die." ”

Prajna's eyes drooped slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Game of Thrones, it's not a child's house, not only will they die, but you will also die, you can't do it without this kind of awareness." ”

"yes."

Lothar collected her emotions and smiled: "It's me who is too worried, I have to go to the palace in the afternoon, you and Frigila follow me, or stay at home." ”

"Of course I'm following you, but that little vampire, I think she should prefer to stay in the manor and do what she wants."

"Silly big man, what are you fartting!"

Frigila's shrill cry rang out, "I'm going to follow the lord too!" ”

A smile appeared on Lothar's face: "Okay, then follow me, as long as you are not bored." ”

…

The Royal Palace of Jerusalem is a palace with a distinctly oriental color, but also a very Western style.

Zoroastrianism, Judeism, the Empire, or the Greeks, and the Franks all came together.

Lothar walked through the garden of the palace, and Prajna waited for the others to follow him.

In the middle of the gray stone paved road, there is a fountain.

Springs surround the garden and trickle down.

Lothar washed his hands in the fountain, and felt the sweetness in his hands, so he simply picked up the water and washed his face: "Whew, it's really comfortable." ”

The working environment is good, and the next few days should not be difficult.

Dressed in red and white smocks, wearing pot lid helmets and spine helmets, the sergeants of the Royal Knights were deployed in all corners.

"Grand Master!"

The sergeants who met on the way saluted.

"Take me to your station, and let the Ombudsman and the Treasurer come and see me."

Lothar commanded.