"Is that serious?" Schwab touched the golden beard that grew on his chin, and hugged his arms and started in the room.

"Sir Earl, what is your decision?" Sir Coro asked anxiously.

"Did you say you have fought with the armed priests?" Schwab suddenly asked Sir Koro. Sir Koro was stunned and didn't know why Schwab asked about this.

"That's right." Sir Koro's face calmed down, and the armed monks wearing heavy chain armor and waving warhammers in their hands left a deep impression on him.

"How do you think their combat effectiveness?" Schwab frowned and looked at Sir Koro with beautiful blue eyes. He needed to know what kind of opponent he would encounter when he entered Stockingshire. If he was not sure, he would not easily use the power he had accumulated. This cautious attitude inevitably made Sir Koro and others think it was timid. The reason why he did not question was just because of the power created by Schwab's usual victory.

"It's very scary, it's just as good as the knights. No, it's more powerful and morale than the secular knights, probably because they firmly believe that they represent the will of God." Sir Korrow admitted.

"Well, it's great, you're honest with my friend, so we're going to re-plan and prepare your costumes for the Winter Taming Festival now." Schwab slapped Sir Koro's back friendly and asked him to find a tailor to make clothes, and then looked at the map provided by Sir Koro in the room. It was a very simple map, but it was enough to understand the terrain of Stockingshire.

"Can I come in?" Suddenly, a slight knock sounded, and Srick walked in.

"If you want to enter, no one can stop you. Say, what good news do you have?" Schwab did not turn around, and the young attendant William put his hand on the short sword at his waist vigilantly, as a guard, William, was qualified.

"Do you want to know about the Lunell family? I happen to know." Srick smiled and found a low stool and sat down. He always looked at Schwab with an expectant and curious look, as if he was staring at something new.

"Tell me." Schwab gently tapped the map with his fingers. In his previous life, the famous One Night City transported wood to the location through the river. With the help of geographical advantages, Schwab tried to find a suitable location.

"The eldest daughter of the Lunell family, Sissi, is a beautiful noble woman. She betrothed to the eldest son of the Bern family among the five major families, but the eldest son died on the wedding night. The Bern family believed that Sissi killed the poor child, so they tried to kill Sissi to avenge their eldest son. However, the Lunell family was not easy to mess with. They attacked the Bern family's manor and took Sissi away. The Bern family therefore joined forces with other families to demand justice and obtained the support of the three monasteries." Srick slowly revealed the secret history of the noble that caused the bloody storm of Stockingshire, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. Schwab admired Srick's intelligence collection ability in his heart.

"Poor girl." Schwab sighed. It was conceivable that she was married into the Bernier family as a political marriage between nobles. This marriage itself would not be happy, so it is not surprising that nothing happened. It was just that in this chaotic era of men ruled with violence, what could a weak woman do? "I have heard Sir Coroe say about this."

"Yes, but you know there is a deeper inside story here, Sir Koro doesn't know." Srick smiled mysteriously, which made Schwab urge to throw something from the wooden table on his face.

"Then ask me, sir, tell me." Schwab knew Srick's bad habit of liking others to ask him, and he helplessly satisfied his habit.

"Ha, Count, obey the order." Srick raised his eyebrows and continued with a slight pride. "In fact, the Bern family holds a map that is said to be the treasure of Berrolong. The map was gone on the wedding night when their eldest son died."

"So they thought it was the bride Sissi who stole the map." Schwab said in surprise, unconsciously putting his hand on his neck the crystal pendant that Marty gave him.

"It's better to say that it was stolen by the Lunell family using a beauty trick. I don't know why they have never looked for the Berro Longgen treasure according to the map. According to legend, it is a huge fortune." Srick said in confusion.

"How did you know?" Schwab asked with a frown.

"I happened to hear it in their patriarch's room when I sneaked into the Lunell family manor."

"So do the five major families and monasteries know about the treasure?"

"No, it seems that only the Lunells and the Bernese families knew about it, and they didn't dare to speak out, so it turned into a war for a beauty."

"That's it." Schwab fell into deep thought. It would be great if he could get the treasure of Borrolong, but it must be a legend. Perhaps it was just a farce. At present, he was still thinking about how to win Stockingshire.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything I can know. Now I'm going to rest." Seeing that Schwab stopped talking, Srick stood up and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Schwab.

"Wait, Srick, I have a more important task for you to do." Schwab said seriously.

"Sir Earl, even a horse should let him rest." Srick said helplessly.

"Actually, it's not a very tiring job." Schwab smiled wickedly in his heart, but looked at Srike very seriously on the surface. His strange appearance made Srike instinctively feel a chill.

"Sir, you, just give me instructions if you have anything to do." Looking at Schwab's strange appearance, Srick almost reached out to draw his knife.

"Hey, it's actually like this~~~." After Schwab gave the mission to Srick, Srick petrified for a few seconds on the spot. When he reacted from his daze and disbelief, a shout rang out from the castle.

"Never mind, Count, you might as well throw me into the lion's cage." Srick waved his hands repeatedly.

"Srick, you can say whatever order you have. Do you want to disobey me, an earl's order?" Schwab said with a straight face pretending to be angry.
Chapter completed!