Moss-stained, netted corners, this tower should be rarely used, and the interior has an old atmosphere.

"Although our family was attached to the Holy See more than a hundred years ago, there are also many estates in the Torm Federation," Fehrman whispered, leaning against the windowsill, "Be prepared, it is the creed of the Fehrenman family, and if Your Excellency the Earl can do me a small favor, I am willing to give up half of it." ”

"Oh?" Allegri was slightly surprised, the other party would never think that he could buy himself with money, right? If he released the enemy commander privately, then all the military achievements he had made would be in vain.

"Don't misunderstand, Your Excellency, since the city has fallen, as the lord of the city, I can't escape if I want to," Ferenman immediately added, "And this matter is not difficult to do, at least for His Excellency the Earl. ”

"No," Allegri waved his hand, "I wonder why the Marquis came to me, and don't forget that the reason why the Lord is trapped here is the result of my men's pursuit. ”

"Do I have any other choice?" said Ferenman, turning his head and confessing, "Honestly, whoever I end up getting caught, I'm going to try hard, otherwise how do I know if it's feasible?"

This attitude made Allegri nod his head in approval. He pondered for a moment and asked, "What is the matter, my lord, but please say it." ”

"This is my youngest son, Nada," Fehrenman whispered, pulling out a thin soldier behind him, "if His Excellency the Earl can send him out of the city, fifty percent of our family's estate in Torm can be transferred to the Herseus Valley." ”

"Adults should have prepared early. Allegri didn't answer directly, but casually remarked.

"Yes. But now that I think about it, it doesn't help. Ferenman nodded in acknowledgement, in fact, he had no idea that the city would fall so quickly. The Marquis of Ferenman originally planned to flee to the Torm Confederation with his family after holding out for a while. Although this would offend the Holy See. But thanks to years of savings, the family is still enough to continue there.

Seeing that Allegri was silent, Ferenman was anxious and spoke again, "Your Excellency, I understand that you still have concerns in your heart, but Nada is still young, and no one will pay attention even if he is not in the city. If you don't say it, and I don't say it, who will know?"

"Lord Marquis, I beg your pardon for not being able to do anything. Allegri thought for a long time, but shook his head. This matter can be big or small, to put it strictly, it is to fornicate with foreign enemies, if it is known by the enemy. Make a big fuss about this, and his situation will be extremely difficult.

"Your Excellency, the Earl. Our family's estate in Torm is not a small amount," Ferenman said as he tried his best to redeem it with a look of despair on his face, "This is not good for Your Excellency, please think again." ”

Allegri was about to say no. Dios, who had not spoken beside him, suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Promise you, it's not impossible." But we have one condition. ”

"This gentleman is ......" Hearing this, Ferrenman was surprised and delighted, but he didn't know much about Dios, and he was worried that the other party would not be able to call the shots, so he turned his head to observe Allegri's reaction.

"What he says, that's what I say. Allegri stepped back and let Dios out. Although he did not know what his companion's plans were.

"We can let him go, but only if we have it under our control. Dios pointed to Nada next to him, a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old, white and beautiful, but he looked a little shrunken.

"What do you mean, sir?" asked Ferrenman, puzzled.

"Take him back to the Herseus Valley as a prisoner," replied Dios indifferently, "and we can guarantee that he will not be wronged in any way, and that he will not be sent to the Torm Confederation after a year or two, when the fighting has subsided." ”

Enemy soldiers captured by nobles on the battlefield could be used as their own domestic slaves, an ancient tradition that applied to both the north and south of the continent. Nada was not on the list of dignitaries of the Southern Expeditionary Army, and Allegri used this excuse to bring him back to the valley in order to avoid criticism.

"This ......" Ferrenman hesitated, he didn't want his son to just get out of the tiger's mouth and enter the wolf's den again.

Allegri himself couldn't think of such a good idea, he gave Dios a "I'm glad to have you" look, and interjected with a smile, "Lord Marquis, this is our bottom line......" Without waiting for Fehrenman to answer, he changed his voice and continued, "Of course, I don't covet your family's inheritance, but I have a question that you need to answer. ”

"What's the problem?" asked Ferrenman looking up.

"A channel for the purchase of crossbows and oil," Allegri said slowly, looking at him, "if this matter can be successful, I can promise to take care of Nada for a year." ”

"In a year's time, I must ask your Excellency to send him to Thorm," said the Marquis of Ferenman, in a deep voice, "and I am still willing to pay a third of the family estate as your reward." ”

"Then it's decided," Allegri said, "if there's anything else to tell him, let's do it quickly." ”

Half an hour later, Nada, whose eyes were red and swollen, retreated from the corner of the wall obediently, and the face of the Marquis of Ferenman also showed a look of sadness that could not be concealed. The Snowdons have never been soft on the Ian nobles, and it is said that the entire city of Frodo has been slaughtered, so as the lord of a city, what his fate will be, it can be imagined.

Dios ordered his soldiers to put together a set of mercenary group outfits, changed into Nada, and immediately ordered a few cronies to escort him back to the camp. Allegri talked to Fehrenman for a while, signed the magic contract on the spot, and the deal was struck.

Finally, the Marquis of Ferenman straightened up and straightened out his disheveled clothes. The tattered armor was thrown aside, and even the exquisite sword at his waist was untied and handed to Dios.

"It's okay," he looked at his son, who looked back frequently, waved his hand dissatisfiedly, told him to leave quickly, and then said calmly, "From now on, I am your captive, and nothing else." ”

"Come, take him away. Allegri walked to the window and ordered in a loud voice. Taking advantage of the soldiers' coming up, he hesitated for a moment, but still approached Ferenman, and asked faintly,

"If I rescue you, how much of the industry are you willing to pay?"

The Marquis of Ferenman looked at him in astonishment, and only when he was taken away by the two swordsmen twisting their arms did he reply in a trembling voice, "All." ”

... (To be continued......)

PS: (One more, more tomorrow.) ）