Chapter 32 Half of the Sky

The noise outside the camp attracted the attention of Schwab and others. Sir Koro hurriedly walked out and the tent calmed down. After a moment, Sir Koro quickly walked outside the tent, opened the tent and said to Schwab.

"Sir Earl, come out and take a look, there is something happening."

"What?" Schwab quickly stood up from behind the wooden table, and the armor that had not been removed made a clanging sound. The young attendant William followed him tightly with Schwab's sword in case Schwab was in danger, so that Schwab could hand over the sword in time. William was not yet rigorous in his wounds and his steps were much slower than Schwab. Bonigofu turned his head curiously to see what was happening outside through the curtain. Two Mark soldiers were staring at him vigilantly.

"Sir Earl, many women came outside." Sir Koro raised his hand and pointed to the outside of the camp. Many Mark soldiers were holding spears and heading for martial law outside the camp.

"Women? Are they prostitutes?" Schwab asked with a frown, knowing that there are often prostitutes who aim in groups to earn money from these lonely men far away from their hometowns.

"Well, I don't think so." Sir Coro shook his head. These women didn't look like prostitutes.

"Let's go and see." Schwab took a big stance toward the camp gate. Several fully armed grenadiers followed him closely to protect the Count at any time. These tall soldiers wearing breastplates and special hats acted as Schwab's guards. Of course, in addition to the clay pot bombs on their bodies, these people were actually trained to be masters of swords.

"Please be kind!" Before he could reach the camp gate, Schwab heard many crying sounds. He saw a large number of women in various clothes kneeling at the camp gate, stretching out their fair arms. The Mark soldiers looked at each other and didn't know how to deal with it. If they were facing a group of men, they would whip the spear in their hands without hesitation, but they really couldn't take action against the unarmed women.

"What happened?" Schwab scolded majesticly. When he heard Schwab's voice, the Mark soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief. They all made way out and asked their leaders to come forward.

"Sir, please show your compassion and ask the noble Count for forgiveness of us poor people." Among the women, a middle-aged woman with brown hair, wearing a green dress commonly seen by citizens, fell to the ground and begging. From the attitude of the Mark soldiers towards Schwab, the smart woman thought that this must be an officer, so she immediately stepped forward and said.

"Who are you?" Schwab looked at the women who were kneeling down on a large area of ​​black and kneeling, and felt dizzy. Why did he feel like he had encountered a collective petitioner in front of the government?

"We are women from the town of Stocking." The maroon-haired woman said to Schwab.

"Oh, what are you trying to do today?"

"Honored Lord, our husbands have been caught by you. We are here to ask Lord Earl to show mercy and release our husbands to reunite with us."

"So you are the wives of those merchants." Schwab finally understood, but the uncooperational attitude of Bonikofu just now made Schwab very angry and determined to kill a warning to him. "No, they are lowly things that disobey me and offend my authority. They must be compensated with their blood."

"Woo~~~~." The women couldn't help but burst into tears when they heard Schwab's order. The sound actually made Schwab feel deeply guilty. What was going on?

"So, sir, since that's the case, please pity us helpless women and our children." The woman with brown hair, although tears were also on her face, obviously she was much calmer.

"Oh, that's it, then what do you want to ask?" Schwab looked at the women who cried to the ground and felt embarrassed to refuse her request. After all, he was about to hang their husbands.

“If you kill our husband, then we will be helpless because all our savings are with us.”

"Continue." Schwab nodded. When he came to this era, Schwab also knew that basically women were subordinate to men, and property, etc. were generally controlled by men.

"So we ask you to let us meet our husband for the last time and take those treasures on our backs, which is our only request." The maroon-haired woman reached out and begged Schwab for mercy.

"Well, that's OK." Schwab couldn't refuse this reasonable request. Although he was a little coveted by the so-called treasures of the merchants, it was not easy to snatch them from the women and children, so he nodded in agreement.

"I am grateful to you, may God bless you and your respectable army." After the women received Schwab's approval, they burst into tears and laughed and entered the Mark camp. Although the Mark soldiers remained on guard, they could see that these women were unarmed. So the sergeant led these women to the prisoners' guards in the corner of the camp. When the women went, the guards just surrounded the periphery and did not ask about the couple's whispers. The dejected merchants saw their wives, hugged and kissed each other, and then there was a quarrel in the prison camp, and after a moment, everything returned to peace.

"I didn't expect that the wives of these merchants were so brave." Schwab exclaimed. In this era, women in this continent had the courage to beg for mercy in the enemy's camp. Schwab shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Sir, it's not good, it's not good." Bald Otto suddenly turned red and ran to Schwab. The strong man, who was like a half-iron tower, was as panicked as a hen.

"What happened again? Calm down." Schwab grabbed his head, why did something happen again?

"Those women, those women~~~." Bald Otto pointed at the prisoner camp stammeringly, unable to speak for a long time.

"What's the matter?" Schwab quickly pushed away Otto, who was blocking the way. The scene in front of him stunned Schwab. He swore that he never thought it would be the ending.

From the prisoner camp, women lined up and walked out slowly with difficult steps. A firm look appeared on their faces, and their husbands were attached to their backs. These businessmen were embarrassing and red in their faces, and these strong men who fought with long swords on the battlefield were slowly walking out of the prisoner camp like children.

"This, this is." All the Mark soldiers were stunned. The camp was silent and people were shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Great Lord, you promise us that we will leave the treasure on our backs, and our husband is our greatest treasure." The woman with reddish-brown hair explained to Schwab.

"I, this, me." Schwab actually felt that his eyes were wet. Although he was suspected of being trapped, he could not resent these respectable women. So he was silent for a moment, nodded at the Mark soldiers and signaled to let go.

"Thank you, swear we will never be enemies with you again." The merchants swore on their wives' backs.

"Such a respectable woman, why don't you take your husband away?" Schwab sighed, and said to the woman with brown hair.

"Sorry, I didn't find my husband." The woman whimpered in a low voice with red eyes. She wiped her eyes, and there was a look of despair in her eyes.

"Hey, then what's your husband's name? Maybe we might help you find it." Schwab thought that since everyone was let go, he would do good things at all, so he said.

"Bonikofu, noble lord," said the woman.

"What? Bonikofu, mayor of the town?"

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, come with me." Schwab didn't expect that the woman's husband was Bonikofu, and the stubborn elder brother was waiting for execution in his tent. If it weren't for his great wife's moment, his body would have been hanging on the tree.

"Hana?"

"Bonikofo."

Well, there was a tragic comedy of Hollywood's 1970s love in the tent, and Schwab felt depressed that he had become a bad guy. However, Schwab was also angry when he wanted to kill the merchants. Strictly speaking, it was to comfort these merchants at the beginning.

"Bonikofu, because of your stubbornness, you almost killed yourself and your companions. Thanks to your wife, you should thank her." Schwab said sourly.

"Yes, thank you, my wife Hana, for my pride and stubbornness, almost caused a disaster, and your noble Count, I am willing to bear all the charges, just ask you to let go of my friends and my family." Bonikofu finally lowered his head, knelt at Schwab's feet, and asked humbly.

"Well, I can forgive you, but I want to know why you suddenly object to me?" Schwab asked.

"Yes, Baron Bern told me that you ransacked the Castle of Oshevido and threw Baron Bank's family into the fire and burned them to death. You will also come and loot our town."

"It's ridiculous. Baron Bank committed suicide. Everyone can testify. Baron Berney, this abominable lie." Schwab hated being framed the most. Now that he had been stolen on his head for no reason, he was furious.

"Please forgive me, Count, I, I am very sorry to be deceived by Baron Bernie without knowing it." Bonikofu said in shame.

"Okay, I forgive you. After all, you are also a victim, but you must go out according to the agreement between me and your wife." Schwab was slightly dissatisfied with the indiscriminate mayor, and soon thought of how to rectify him.
Chapter completed!