Seeing the crowd leave, Lothar approached Cherinina: "Nina, I'm sorry, Valentina doesn't want to come. ”

The afternoon sun is no longer aggressive.

Cellina stretched her brows, smiled and shook her head, "My lord, you don't have to apologize, this is something I have expected for a long time, after all, Tina's family is still there." ”

Lothar carefully looked at Cellynina's expression, and saw that her mood was indeed normal, so she stretched her brows: "It's good that you can understand." ”

"My lord, would you like a biscuit?"

"Okay."

Lothar took the chocolate chip biscuits in the tin box, and the sweet taste that had been absent for a long time made Lothar's mood a lot happier: "Can you have some more?" ”

"Absolutely."

Cellina handed over the tin box, hesitated, and asked, "My lord, how is Texas now?" ”

Lothar chewed on the biscuit and shook his head: "I don't know, in Piedmont and Lombardy, there is very little news of the New World, it should still be in the reconstruction period, but you can rest assured, in a short time, the wolf lord should not have the energy to launch a second expedition." ”

Cellina was a little curious, "What happened?" ”

Lothar smirked, "I took out an inside guard, and a whole liquidation team. ”

"Liquidation Squad?"

When it was time to hunt her down, the Yakesi family didn't send such an elite.

Cherinina's expression was obviously a little suspicious, and she immediately reacted: "Miss Lavinia's law is so powerful? ”

Lothar knew that Cherynina had misunderstood, but she didn't have the idea of explaining.

After all, the process of burying an entire liquidation team is completely impossible to replicate in the real world.

It is a means that can only be used as a last resort, and the right time, place and people are indispensable.

"Tomorrow you can try to play against Jeanne, you, with Lavinia."

Cherinina's eyes lit up slightly: "That's tomorrow, my lord, why don't you let me see how much progress you have made in the past few days?" ”

Lothar thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He also wanted to see how much his experience in the world of combat records had improved him.

"Let's go."

Cellinina, who was following Lothar, suddenly thought of something, and asked with interest: "By the way, my lord, since you have also made a great name in the wolf clan, the wolf clan should also have given you some nickname, right?" ”

Lothar couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yes, it's called the Flame Demon Wolf, it's just dirty." ”

"Actually, my lord, judging from the aesthetics of the wolf clan, this name is already very fashionable."

Lothar was stunned: "Then what was your original nickname?" ”

Cellinina was silent for a moment before she said, "Invincible Twin Swordsman." ”

Seeing the rapidly enlarged smile on Lothar's face, she quickly explained, "That was the nickname I gave when I first debuted, and then as I completed more and more tasks, people changed to call me Saluzzo's Blue Nightmare. ”

Lothar laughed, "Invincible Twin Swordsman, hahaha, I'm sorry, Nina, I don't want to laugh, but it's really funny." ”

At the banquet.

Lothar's departure did not tarnish the banquet much.

Baron Goldfrey, who had just returned from a war trip and walked into the banquet, looked back at Berriand, who was following him in the same steps, and admonished: "Remember to respect this king, all the nobles of Jerusalem owe him a favor." ”

"I understand, father."

Berrian nodded, he had been with Baldwin IV for a long time, and naturally knew that Baron Goldfrey was referring to the "holy war funds" that Richard's father had left to the Holy Treasury of Jerusalem.

Gao Frey paused in his tone, and then said, "But you don't have to be too close, you have to understand that we are members of the royal party, the closest ally of the Duke of Lothar." ”

Perriand didn't ask why he was close to one side, so he had to refuse such stupid words from the other side.

The two looked at the Lionheart King at the banquet together, as the protagonist of the banquet, the well-deserved center, the Lionheart King's gestures were with a noble temperament, but not presumptuous, every nobleman who talked to him was a little flattered by the king's approachability.

It is true that in the eyes of many nobles, the king is just a larger feudal lord, but Lionheart is different.

He was the most influential and noble king in Gaul, and was on a par with Philip II, the titular monarch of all Gaul, which had a special meaning for Baron Guffrey, who was born in Gaul.

Baron Goldfrey whispered to someone beside the Lionheart, and the burly monarch strode up to the two of them with his glass in hand.

Almost subconsciously, Perrion put his hand on the saber at his waist, his face showing a wary emotion.

He had taken the dragon's blood potion, and in his perception, the person who came was like a tyrannosaurus in human skin, and his body contained a noble aura that made him feel fearful, which was the temperament he had only felt from a few of Lothar's followers.

"Don't be nervous, Sir Perriand."

Richard's face had a smile like a spring breeze: "And Baron Goldfrey, it's an honor to meet the two of you in the Holy Land." ”

Baron Gofrey hurriedly bowed forward and kissed Richard's finger: "It's an honor to meet you." ”

Born in Provence, Coffrey, his family's former fidelity was not far from Aquitaine.

Richard saw off the last wave of guests with a smile on his face, his face flushed with drunkenness.

These days, there is an endless stream of people entering and leaving the manor where the Lionheart stays, and even if they have no intention of taking refuge in him, the etiquette they should have is indispensable.

The smile on his face faded.

When the guests heard that he had brought only one Janissaries to the Holy Land, the eagerness on the faces of many of them immediately subsided, and even though he had hinted at wooing him verbally, they had a lot of excuses.

A bunch of idiots with brains full of numbers more than anything else.

His personal guards are only a few dozen people, but they are all elites who have taken potions, and with them as the vanguard, even thousands of troops can crush them like hot knives cutting butter.

"Martha, how are you feeling?"

Behind Richard, a lady in a black robe, but still showing a slender silhouette, shook her head and said, "I don't understand, Your Majesty, if you want to compete with this Duke of Lothar, you shouldn't leave Her Royal Highness in London." ”

"My brothers are not very peaceful, the queen and the king, only one can leave my kingdom."

Richard frowned and said, "What I want to ask is not this, Martha, what do you think of the strength of this Marquis of Lothar and his witches?" ”

Speaking of "Marquis", he accentuated his tone.

"Unfathomable." Martha's voice was full of solemnity, "At the very least, if I am alone, I will not be able to deal with them. ”

"That's right..."

Richard was silent for a moment, and then spoke: "The power of magic is really fascinating, you must not have imagined that this Marquis was only a country knight half a year ago. ”

Although it was not revealed, deep down, Richard actually looked down on Lothar.

Just as most of the Crusader nobility of Gallic origin looked down on the Germanic aristocracy, Gaul was the center of Europe.

If it weren't for the power of magic, it seemed to him that a man like Lothar would only be a poor knight in the middle of nowhere, working in the fields with the peasants.

As for the so-called "miracles" such as the Guardian of the Holy Lance, it is also obviously a trick, a forgery—no one knows magic better than he did when he married a witch and made his queen.

In Albion, in Gaul, he did the same with Philip, and even some of the minor lords would claim to have been favored by the Father.

He had come to the Holy Land to gain prestige, and by the way, he wanted to fight a few good battles.

But he had no troops at his disposal for the time being.

There are only a few dozen guards in the Guards, can it be difficult to fight again, and still be able to directly break through Alexander?

He originally planned to use his personal prestige to replace Lothar in the position of commander of the crusaders through elections.

But he found that the Marquis of Lothar had a very strong position in the Holy Land, and people seemed to be convinced that as long as they followed him, they could recover the Diocese of Alexandria, which had been lost for hundreds of years.

He patted the saber on his waist: "How is that Lothar's strength?" ”

Martha shook her head: "Don't think about it, you're not his opponent." ”

Richard frowned: "I can't use the sword in the stone?" ”

Martha still shook her head firmly: "In my eyes, it is unfathomable, not only the witches of the Marquis of Lothar, but also himself, he is by no means an ordinary person, if he takes a potion, no matter how legendary and powerful the potion is, it is impossible to pour out a strong person of this level." ”

Now, it's Richard's turn to envy again.

"He actually stepped into the transcendent realm by himself"

"What a lucky boy."

In continental Europe, there are far more witches than male witches, and even he, although he has some extraordinary powers by chance, is either by relying on foreign objects or the power of potions, and is not a real transcendent person at all.

(End of chapter)