"Get out of here, get out! You useless waste, if you don't get out, I'll hang you all!"

In the cold hall of the castle, a young man of about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a blue robe with a gold trim pattern, sat behind the dining table and shouted and scolded the panicked servants beside him, grabbed the plate and soup spoon and threw them over: "It's all a bunch of stupid people who can't do anything, what are they doing unpalatable?!"

"No, I'm very sorry. The maid covered her forehead that had been broken by the soup spoon, and said with a pale face: "Let's go and ask the kitchen to prepare a new meal for you immediately!"

"Shut your stinky mouth, shit!" the young man scolded with a hideous face, "Did I let you speak?" well, let me ask you, did I just let her speak?!"

The servants next to him looked at the young man, and then at the maid who had collapsed on the ground, and collectively fell silent and shook their heads. This result made the maid even more desperate, and her lips trembled: "Please, please...... No. ”

"Pull her out, and have her hang on the gatehouse behind the city wall......" The young man stopped looking at her, sat on the chair in disgust, closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Crime, let's just say that she collaborated with the enemy." ”

The maid stopped talking, just looked at the boy in despair. The two guards standing at the door silently grabbed the maid's arm and dragged her out. The servants tiptoed backwards and left the place.

"Wait!" the grim-faced boy suddenly called out to an attendant who was about to leave the gate, like a rooster choked by the neck, and the attendant turned his head tremblingly and hid his head to his chest.

"Call Ludwig for me. The young man seemed to be quite impatient, looking at the attendant with a somewhat awkward face, trying to make a "lord lord" jiashi, but no matter how you look at it, he is just a not very well-behaved child.

The squire wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh at all. He pinched his thighs desperately, not looking at the young man's expression--he didn't want to end up like the maid just now.

"I'll do it, please rest assured. The squire hurriedly bowed several times, and his voice was indescribably happy: "Your Excellency Lord Elfwan!"

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"What's going on, what did she do wrong?" asked a man dressed in a black robe in the garden corridor outside the castle as he pointed to the maid who was being dragged behind by them.

The man's black cloak was only covered by a burqa chain mail, and there was not a single coat of arms on it. An ordinary knight's sword hung from his waist, and there was nothing to prove his identity. Although the complexion looks energetic and the hair has been cut short, the gray and white of the temples are still unforgiving.

"By order of the Duke, this maid is to be dragged out and hung from the gatehouse. The guard seemed to be afraid of the man, and replied respectfully, "You know, she...... Something was wrong. ”

"Let her go. The man frowned slightly: "The Duke is just angry for a while, he doesn't really mean this, and Laria doesn't have the habit of hanging servants casually." ”

"But this, you know. The guards looked at him with great embarrassment: "We are just two small guards, how dare we disobey the will ......of the duke?"

"I'll go and make it clear to the Duke in person. The man said, "It doesn't matter, just explain it clearly, the Duke has always been kind and generous, and he will not refuse." ”

"Xiexie you!xiexie you!" The maid thanked her repeatedly, but her choked cry was full of surprise: "I will definitely do a good job in the future, thank you for saving your life!"

"You shouldn't be thankful for the next, girl. The man smiled and shook his head: "You have to thank the Duke, it is his generosity and kindness that forgive you for your mistakes, and you don't have that kind of power in your future!"

"Sir Arhard!Sir Ludwig Ahart!" a hurried voice came running from the end of the corridor, and cried out, "Lord Duke, let you go and meet him at once, without a moment's delay!"

"I will obey the will of the Duke. The man nodded, and immediately turned to leave, and he didn't forget to glance at the maid behind him: "Don't forget what you said, serve the Duke more respectfully in the future, don't make similar mistakes again, may the Radiant Cross bless you." ”

The black figure was like a flirtatious ghost, but it was so elegant and calm, without any hesitation or panic, and the firm steps left the corridor in the sight of several people.

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Sir Ludwig Ahart was a strange man, and although he claimed to be nearly 50 years old this year, he was in fact so energetic that everyone believed that Sir was probably in his thirties.

No one knows where he came from, and he doesn't even have the coat of arms of his own family. He was one of the current little dukes, Bran, who he brought back from Marions, and the duke trusted him so much.

In fact, when the little duke inherited the title of the Elfwan family and Laria, the family was already in danger, with few soldiers and little food and drink. At least four lords of the side branches of the Elfwan family are ready to conquer Larria in one fell swoop and receive this glorious title.

But miraculously, the night before they were ready to storm the city, they were all assassinated in their tents. The army and the castle were also naturally under the command of the little duke, and although it was unrealistic to recover all the territory at once, at least there was no possibility of being directly eliminated.

Sir Ahart was always the first to know the exact movements of all the lords' armies, and even found a fairly stable trade route in the midst of the war, maintained contact with the outside world, and received an ample supply of food from the grain merchants along the Kwyn River, at a negligible cost of information about the fluctuations in commodity prices in the Laria region.

The all-knowing Sir Ahart was respected by all, from knights to servants in the castle, to the unknown sir. If it weren't for him, relying on the bad temper of that little duke, Laria would have changed hands long ago. Maybe the new master won't loot the civilians, because they really have nothing to rob of. But the people in the castle will undoubtedly lose their jobs, and maybe even their heads!

Just when everyone thought that the little duke would canonize Sir as the Knight of Laria, Lord Bran only gave him the strange status of "butler". But this steward can manage everything, from the dishes of dinner to the transfer of troops, it is within his authority, and he has become a veritable "big butler".

"Your faithful servant asks for your instructions, Your Excellency. Ludwig gently lifted the hem of his cloak and knelt down on one knee in front of Bran's seat: "I wonder what you're looking for?"

"What's the matter with you?hehehe......" Bran sneered: "Don't you know anything? That stupid girl is already known in the north, you want to tell me that you don't have any news?!"

"It's too late to say anything, Ludwig!" cried out Bran angrily, "she's already got half of the north's support, and both dukes are supporting her! Are you going to make me bow down in front of her?!"

"If this was the case, I would have known about it for a long time. Ludwig lowered his head and spoke softly: "I have tried to sow discord between Her Highness Helena and the Romans before, but unfortunately it failed. ”

"You're going to fail?" Bran looked at him rather unhappily, the corners of his mouth pursed high, "Also, you are not allowed to call her 'Your Highness', that stupid girl is not worthy of such an honorific title!"

"Yes. The corners of Jazz's mouth curled up secretly: "I take the liberty of asking, my lord." Have you met this Pendragon descendant, or do you know her?"

"I don't know!" Bran burst out almost without thinking, his aqua blue eyes revealed a hint of panic, and he leaned forward and shouted, "I've never heard of a stupid girl like this!"

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" seemed to feel that he was a little out of shape, the little duke coughed twice like a decent sound, and then looked at the knight in front of him with righteous words: "In short, the future of the empire must not be in the hands of such a person, we must solve the war in the Laria region as soon as possible, and reunite those violent guys under the command of the Elvwan family, as long as the East remains united, that stupid girl will not have the possibility of ascending to the throne!"

"Of course, we are alone and need to enlist more support. Bran supported his forehead with his right hand, frowned, and said, "Is there any good way to at least make the Duke of Salion give up supporting her." ”

"This ...... The Pendragon descendant was able to gain the support of the Western lords because she was nominally a descendant of the Pendragon family. Sir was no longer indifferent, smiled and whispered, "That is, if this is not true, then the support she has received is not legitimate." ”

"Half of the Elfwan family is from Pendragon, and your mother is the illegitimate daughter of the Emperor's grandfather—of course, I have no intention of disrespecting Madame. Sir Ludwig said, "You may not be as good as her in terms of the purity of your blood, but you have an advantage!"

"Of course, the throne of the Holy Pender Empire can't be handed over to a stupid girl!" Bran nodded with satisfaction: "So, when are we going to leave for Harlingos?"

"Not at all. Ludwig shook his head: "If you go, it means that you have legally recognized her identity, and now we don't have enough shili and allies to confront her, going to Haringos is undoubtedly in a passive situation." ”

"Since you are the true heir to the Empire, you don't need to heed the invitations of those who would not have been able to inherit the Empire in the first place. That's the way you should be!"

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