Facing the young nobleman, Schwab showed a friendly smile. Because he was not sure of the other party's identity, Schwab would not come down from the horse.

"This is Earl of Stettin, Lord Schwab." At this time, William, the young attendant beside him, played a great role. He wore the eagle flag representing Schwab's identity. A blue ribbon was wrapped around the flagpole of the flag, indicating that this was a nobleman with a title, and then politely stepped forward to show his identity to the other party.

"Thank you for your help, noble Count, we are the Ranger Knights from the South." Next to the young nobleman, a relatively mature knight stepped forward and held his chest with his hands, then lowered his head, took a little step back with his right foot, and said to Schwab and others.

"Where are you going?" Seeing the other party's neither humble nor arrogant look, Schwab immediately nodded and returned the gift, and then asked.

"We are going to Han Ruowei, kind-hearted lord." The young nobleman said, his youthful face and tender voice, and his curious eyes of Schwab and others. Although these knights were generally older, it was obvious that they always surrounded this very young nobleman, and this phenomenon aroused Schwab's curiosity.

"Oh, we are going to Han Ruowei too. There will be many robbers along the way. If you don't mind, please go with us." Schwab sent an invitation to these strange rangers, and the rangers looked at the young nobles at the same time.

"Okay, thank you for your kindness. I didn't expect this journey to be so dangerous. It's completely different from what I thought." The young nobleman showed an inexperienced look. Schwab smiled in his heart. He thought that this might be a relative of aristocratic family. These knights should be his servants, but if they can use a group of knights as servants, the young family must be very powerful.

"You're welcome, how do you call you?" Schwab asked.

"Oh, my name is Simon, a jazz, from, from the southern county of Algo."

"Okay, Sir Simon, let's go." Schwab held the brim of his helmet with his hand, and then rode forward on his horse. The selected Skeleton Guard Cavalry and Teutonic Knights followed closely behind. Prince Masimirk, who was named Sir Simon, looked at the solemn team curiously.

"Prince, these people are really strange, they seem to be puppets who can't speak." The entourage beside the prince said to him in the ancient Rashimi language. This language only exists among highly educated people, so Schwab and his men who traveled through time could not understand it. Of course, they thought it was a slang for the southern provinces.

"Well, I have never seen such neat knights. They don't seem to know each other at all, but they seem to be intimate." In Prince Masimilk's memory, the knights under the vassals always gagged with loud voices to attract the attention of people around them. The sword matches on their waists were always jingling, but Schwab and the knights under him kept their due queues even when walking on the rugged paths, and there were always light cavalry exploring the way forward, without any care. This effect of close to regular army training made the prince in the deep palace feel unprecedented freshness.

"Sir, we should not let these strangers join our ranks." Bald Otto complained. In his opinion, this group was really weird and powerful. The middle-aged knights were fine, but the young nobleman looked like a flamboyant child who had never left the house.

"Don't worry, nothing is wrong." Schwab waved his hand indifferently. In his opinion, he was just a young man who came out to travel and see the world.

After Schwab and his group advanced for a long time, they needed to find a suitable place to camp. After all, it would take a few days to reach Hanruowei. Soon, the Husar light cavalry in front found a suitable place to be open and approached the water source. The servants in Schwab's team immediately rushed to arrive in a light caravan first, and then formed a circle with caravans to form a brief camp. Looking at the huge role of those caravans, the followers of Prince Masimirk showed deep thoughts. They had been on the battlefield very well aware that this seemingly random caravan was connected to the end, and at some moments it was even comparable to a battlefield camp that was built with manpower.

"Let's rest here today." Schwab said to the prince politely, and saw the busy servants setting up a bonfire in the middle of the caravan, then took off the tongs on the caravan and cooked the fragrant bacon. The fragrance made Masimilk, who had been sleeping in the open for several days, feel very hungry.

"What kind of food is this? How delicious." Because of his noble status, Masimilk was able to sit with Schwab to have a meal. He was attracted by the food brought by the servant. He couldn't help but taste it for the first time regardless of etiquette. Seeing him, Schwab smiled knowingly, and lowered his head to eat the food on his plate.

"Is it delicious?" After using the meal, Schwab asked the young prince with a smile.

"You must tell me how to make this food." The prince said with unsatisfactory thought.

"Haha, of course, if you like."

"By the way, noble Count, I'm curious that your knights are all mutes? Why don't they talk?" Looking at the kind Schwab, the prince felt like a big brother, unconsciously expressing his curiosity.

"Ah, they are not all knights, and of course they are not mutes. They are just on duty, so they can't talk casually." Schwab said with a smile.

"Not a knight? But how could their armor be so complete?" The prince was shocked. Of course, his surprise made sense. Only knights have the ability to equip armor and various heavy weapons. Civilians and people from other classes have this economic ability, as well as training to use these weapons.

"Actually they are my employers, and they all provide their armor."

"Ah, what? Then how rich are you!" Prince Masimilk's eyes were about to be straightened. The armor belonged to the Count. The prince, who had been fed up with poverty since childhood, looked at Schwab with envy. He quickly continued, "How big is your territory? Is it very rich?"

"No, Stockingshire is just the territory I just accepted. In fact, I used to have only a small piece of Knight Free Collar." Schwab said unconsciously.

"What? The knight fief?" At this time, not only the prince, but also his followers and knights were about to faint. It was already very difficult to get a piece of knight's free territory to equip a knight and his servants, and Schwab could actually support and hire so many knights.

"You must tell me how you did it. It's amazing." Massimilk thought it was a miracle. Schwab in front of him was like a magician. You must know that the reason why his father, King Purmenbruce, was afraid of government decrees because of financial difficulties.

"I can only tell you that if you rely solely on the things on the land, you will never be able to get rich. Only by doing business can you gain wealth." Schwab certainly would not tell strangers his golden fingers, he said half-coveredly, but even these few words were enough for Masimirk to think about it.

"The enemy is the robbers~~~." Just as Schwab and Masimilk were chatting after dinner, several sentries serving as alert suddenly saw more than a hundred robbers rushed out of the forest from a single-eyed telescope. It seemed that they were the robbers who attacked Masimilk at that time. They returned to their robber camp to bring in reinforcements. They probably felt that Schwab and his group were not large, and Schwab and Masimilk were dressed in a noble manner. Therefore, they wanted to attack Schwab and others surprisingly. After defeating Schwab's team, they kidnapped the nobles and received a huge ransom.

"How do your people know?" Massimilk asked curiously because there was no single-eye telescope.

"Haha, please see for yourself." Schwab took the single-eye telescope from his young attendant William and handed it to Masimilk. Because this telescope is very useful, Schwab has equipped many of his officers.

"Ah, God, it's so incredible. This thing is so amazing. Looking in the distance, it seems to be in front of you." Masimilk picked up the telescope and narrowed his eyes and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw many robbers appearing faintly from the forest, but his curiosity about the novel thing like the telescope has exceeded his fear of robbers.

"Prepare for combat and send the improved hand cannons to the servants." Schwab ordered bald Otto, because he had discovered it early, Schwab's team was prepared. The servants put out the bonfire in the middle of the caravan with water, and then received the improved hand cannons from the officers. These hand cannons were no longer made of wood. The hand cannons that fired the projectiles and the cannons were reinforced by solid iron sheets, making these hand cannons more durable and the smaller ones were more powerful.

"You are simply a magician. This kind of thing is so magical. Are you willing to sell it to me?" Masimilk held the single-eyed telescope and was reluctant to leave. His eyes were actually greedy for this fresh toy, and his expression was like a big boy.
Chapter completed!