Chapter 42 Damn Messenger

The two sides confronted each other and pointed their swords at each other. Schwab was blocked by Masimilk's followers. The assassins could not put down their swords because of their duties. The followers were ordered to protect Schwab and even more impossible to put down their swords, but the current situation made them stiff again.

"Catch these people." Although Masimilk gave Devi face and did not immediately order his subordinates to take action, the unscrupulous assassins made the prince angry. He immediately ordered his subordinates to take action and received the order of his master. The knights immediately shouted and attacked the assassins with their swords.

"Dingdang~~~." The collision between the sword made a sound. These assassins came from the attendants of Duke Han Ruowei. They not only had to take on the role of conveying orders, but also protected the Duke's safety. Therefore, their attainments in swordsmanship were not bad. However, compared with the knights of Prince Masimirk, they were still very tender. Soon the assassins were each hit by a sword and their chests, and blood was soaked in their clothes.

"Master Earl." At this time, someone had already informed Schwab's entourage. The young attendant William and the short Rudefeng ran over quickly. They saw Schwab's body covered in mud and were embarrassed, and they blamed themselves for this.

"Thank you for your help, Your Highness, Prince." Schwab breathed a sigh of relief. If these damn assassins were on the battlefield, I don't know how many times they would be killed by him, but in this unfamiliar terrain and without weapons, Schwab was not seriously injured except for a cut in his abdomen.

"Sir, hurry up and recover." Prince Masimilk saw Schwab's scratched robe and blood stained the shirt inside, and quickly stepped forward to support him and said.

"Okay, please forgive me for being rude. Oh, I have to take my leave first." Schwab endured the pain, covered his wounds, and with the help of his servant William, he left the courtyard and returned to his room. Although he wanted to find out the true origin of the assassins, the wounds on his body made him have no time to take care of them. Soon Schwab's soldiers learned about the attack of their master. They immediately took action and came to Schwab's room with full arms. Mark's doctor also brought high concentrations of brandy and ointment to treat Schwab.

"Master Earl, is it the Duke who wants to deal with us? We should leave here immediately, it is too dangerous." Bald Otto said to Schwab angrily, holding a battle axe in his hand, staring at anyone who wanted to approach Schwab's room. His terrible appearance made the servants in the castle frightened.

"Don't worry, I haven't found it clear yet, don't act rashly, hey." Schwab said, touching his wound while speaking, and grinning in pain. This time, Schwab suffered the biggest loss since he traveled to this era.

"Okay, Count, I will arrange someone to protect you. Don't worry, even if Duke Hanruowei wants to deal with us, he will have to pay a price of bleeding." Bald Otto bowed to Schwab and left immediately. Around the room, the noisy sounds of Knights Steding and Husar's cavalry, and the collision of weapons and armor brought a bleak and killing atmosphere to the calm castle.

In the forest not far from Hanruowei Castle, many animals who had been hibernating and hungry for a whole winter in spring came out of their caves to feed. They greedily ate food to replenish their hungry bodies. A black bear lowered its head and sniffed the wild fruits on the ground, then chewed it, clumsy and comfortable, but suddenly it raised its head alertly, smelled the dense bushes, and then roared loudly. At the same time, several spotted hunting dogs suddenly emerged from the bushes. They barked and rushed towards the black bear and bit them on the black bear's body. The black bear that had just woken up from hibernation also stood up like a crazy person and slapped the hunting dogs with their fat bear paws.

"Go to it~~~~." But when the unlucky black bear was entangled by the hunting dog, many riders rode over the bushes with spears in their hands, and then poked the black bear's body with the spear in their hands. The black bear howled with the spear on its body, trying to escape, but the hunting dog lingered and chased after it. Finally, when the black bear fell to the ground due to excessive bleeding, a middle-aged nobleman, under the guidance of his servant, pointed at the heart of the black bear and mercifully ended its life with a spear.

"Congratulations, Lord Duke, this is the first black bear you have ever fought this year." Earl Baden touched his beard and exclaimed with a smile.

"Ha, my friend, I want to give you the fur of this black bear. If it weren't for the hunting dogs you gave me, I wouldn't have caught such a big black bear." Duke Han Ruowei looked in a good mood. Hunting with his good friends became the Duke's favorite thing. A group of servants quickly stepped forward to call back the well-trained hunting dogs, and then busy doing skinning and other labors. The hunting dogs could enjoy some delicious bear meat as a reward.

"Thank you, Lord Duke. Speaking of the north recently, it has been very peaceful. The Ruvids were busy with civil wars, and the vassals were also busy with their own affairs in their own territory. It was really boring for me." Earl Baden said yawning. For this adventure-loving nobleman, a peaceful life was really uncomfortable. Duke Han Ruowei knew his friends, so he just smiled.

"Sir Duke, Duke, Hanrowyburg has a messenger." Just as the Duke was chatting with the Earl of Baden and watching the servants busy, a servant said to the Duke.

"Oh, let him come here." The Duke was slightly stunned. He did not expect anything would come from the castle at this time. After a while, a messenger from Hanruowei Castle came to the Duke.

"Sir Duke, I am the messenger sent by Master Devire."

"What's going on? Why did my son ask you to come?" Duke Han Ruowei realized something was wrong, so he asked quickly.

"Today, Count Stededin came to Castle Hanorway." said the messenger.

"Well, Earl of Stedetin, isn't that Schwab boy? Haha, I heard that he won several battles in Stedetin." Earl of Baden heard it and asked with a smile. Because Earl of Baden is respected and an old friend of Duke Han Ruowei, the Duke did not blame him for interjecting.

"What? Is it because of the poor hospitality that Schwab was angry?" Duke Han Ruowei thought for a while and asked. The Duke was still very grateful to Schwab who saved the fate of his family, but because Yas must be his wife's younger brother, the Duke and his wife quarreled almost every day in this matter, which made the Duke very troubled.

"No, Lord Duke, today someone is going to assassinate the Earl of Stedetin in the castle." The messenger said hurriedly.

"What? How could such a thing happen?" Duke Han Ruowei was almost stunned by the shock. His vassal was assassinated in his castle. If this matter was not handled poorly, it would have become a major incident in which his vassals were centrifuged. So he hurriedly asked, "Where are Schwab's others? Could it be that he was killed?"

"Boy Schwab is dead?" Earl Baden also looked at the messenger in amazement. Although assassination was almost a common thing in this era, Schwab was a meritorious of the entire northern territory, and he also had the title of Friends of the Ruewidd. If the Ruewidddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd

"No, no, no, although Lord Earl was a little injured, he had no worries about life." The messenger explained hurriedly.

"Oh, fortunately, why don't you explain the damn thing clearly?" Duke Han Ruowei breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the messenger fiercely.

"I'll just say that boy Schwab doesn't die so easily, ha." Earl Baden was relieved.

"So did my son tell you to come and talk about this?"

"Well, Master Devire asked me to tell you that when Earl Stettin was assassinated, the one who saved his life was the prince Masimirke." said the messenger.

"Who? Prince Masimilk?" Duke Han Ruowei almost felt that his mind was not good at hearing this, so why did he get involved with His Highness again? The prince came to Han Ruowei, why did he have no news at all, and the prince saved Schwab. What's going on?

"Yes, and the prince seems to know Lord Stedeing."

"God is above, can't you finish it in one go?" Earl Baden touched his forehead and said to the damn messenger.

"Bastard, why didn't you say it earlier?" Duke Han Ruowei, who was finally trembling with anger, could no longer help but raise the whip in his hand and thrust hard on the unlucky messenger's face, and then rode his horse towards his castle.

"Sir Duke, what should you do with your prey?" The servant hurriedly asked his master.
Chapter completed!