Chapter 49: Provoking Disaster

When the sunlight of the next morning came in through the window above, Schwab woke up from his sleep. Latina lies beside her body, and the wheat-colored skin shines brightly in the sun. Schwab quietly sat up and recalled the madness of last night. Latina's crazy request made Schwab a little unable to bear it. As a knight, Schwab thought that her body was already very strong in this life, but Latina could squeeze her out and become weak all over. It was still exciting to think about it.

"Um." Latina murmured and turned over, revealing her plump breasts. Schwab looked at the beauties and swallowed, rubbed her sore waist. Schwab had experienced some women, the most profound and unfortunate first love, and Adele. Unlike them, Latina did not want to gain the love of men, but her thoughts were more about conquering when she was passionate, but a dancer had a conquering heart. Schwab felt it was wonderful.

Schwabra pulled the quilt to help Latina cover it, and then got out of bed and left. What he didn't know was that when he left, Latina had actually woken up, but she deliberately pretended to be asleep. As an assassin, this sound could not be hidden. Latina was surprised that Schwab's movements were gentle and considerate. It was definitely not her first man. As an assassin, sometimes sacrificing her body and beauty to achieve her goal is common. Many times, after those men vented their bodies, they would sleep loudly and not feel the woman's thoughts at all. After Latina became the leader of Sahasin, perhaps to satisfy what she had lost, she would play with men, but she definitely did not feel the feeling she was with Schwab last night. It was a completely different feeling. Latina felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"Sir, did you rest last night?" As Schwab walked down the stairs, Duke Frandel, the nobles and the Teutonic Knights were having a meal in the hall. When the Duke saw Schwab, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said with something in his words.

"Very good, thank you Duke." Schwabro said with a smile after bowing.

"Ah, the sound of last night almost overturned the ceiling of the castle." Another vassal said with a laugh. Although Schwab didn't like this vulgar joke, he knew that the nobles actually had no malice. This kind of romantic affairs would make the nobles think that Schwab was a very masculine noble.

"Okay, everyone, let's just chat here. Today, new news came from Antioch Castle." At this time, Duke Frandel stood up, holding a parchment letter in his hand, which was written by Queen Sophia.

"Oh? What is it?" everyone asked curiously.

"Good news, the Knights Templar and the Knights of the Hospital have finally arrived. We will soon defeat the pagans under the will of God." Duke Frandel's face turned red, and he said excitedly. The Crusaders finally arrived at the Antioch territory after several months of long journeys. This news did bring a refreshing cool breeze to the hard-fighting Antiochs.

"Thank God, God's will." Everyone raised their wine glasses happily and celebrated each other's good news.

During this joyful celebration, Schwab lowered his head and frowned. He felt a headache when he thought of the arrogant commander Lei Ruo. However, the Teutonic Knights and the historic Knights are indeed incomparable. There is no way to compare with the human heart alone. Although the human heart is invisible and intangible, the belief derived from the human heart in the battle can indeed make up for many shortcomings. In this land full of pagans, the Antiochs were full of confidence in the Knights Templars. The appearance of the Templars on the battlefield alone was enough to boost morale. Although the Teutonic Knights also fought bravely, people were very strange after all.

Commander Lei Ruo was proudly leading his knights, guided by the priests' cross, and advanced towards the territory of Antioch. Behind the team was a long logistics team, with heavy loads on the carriages, and many carriages were tied with ropes to tie ragged and dejected slaves, all of whom were the trophy of the Templars.

"Your Excellency Commander Lei Ruoda, you are finally here." The Antioch nobles rode on horseback at the border, waiting respectfully. Although the Templars were slow to move, no one dared to show some displeasure.

"Well, it's you, Count Beiru." Lei Ruo rode on the horse and glanced at the humble Count Beiru, and his fingers just gently touched the edge of his helmet. As a gift to the count, he acted extremely arrogantly.

"Damn guy, I'm so arrogant." The knights in the inner palace beside Earl Belu couldn't stand it and were almost jumping out of the horse, but they were blocked by the Earl. The Earl forced his knight away with his eyes, and then faced Commander Lei Ruo as if nothing had happened.

"Master Grand Principal, I believe you and your knight must be thirsty and tired. Please rest assured that I have arranged a banquet for you." Earl Belu said with a smile.

"Oh? Is it here?" Lei Ruo looked around. There was a shade of woods. Many servants brought large wooden tables and wooden chairs. Next to them were some tents, which were filled with wine and food, and more servants were busy preparing food.

"Yes, please." Earl Belu got off the horse and made an invitation.

"Very good." Commander Lei Ruo got off the horse with a smile, and the Templars also dismounted at the same time. The uniform movements showed their high military qualities. The sound of armor sounded in the woods. The attendants took the horses away. The knights accompanied each other to the clearings of the woods. Even the strong knights felt tired after a long journey. At this time, this unique picnic made them very comfortable.

"Grand Commander, the retreat of the Templars back then was a mistake. If you were still here, how could those pagans who went to hell be rampant?" Earl Belu picked up his wine glass and paid tribute to Captain Lei Ruo and said in a flattering manner.

"Ha, don't worry, we will sweep away the pagans soon." Lei Ruo said confidently.

"Of course it's the best, but I heard that the Pope has enthroned a new Knights, called the Teutonic Knights. Have you heard of it?" Earl Belu said meaningfully, with a cunning light in his eyes.

"How can such a clown be with us? It's just a licensing that the Pope has taken advantage of the new ascending the throne to flatter him." Lei Ruo threw the wine glass on the table, and the high-quality wine was sprinkled everywhere. Everyone who didn't know what was going on looked at the angry leader Lei Ruo curiously.

"So that's it, huh, the Teutonic Knights arrived at Antioch and fanned the flames everywhere and provoked the relationship between Her Majesty the Queen and the Duke of Bellathon. It was so hateful." Earl Belu smiled in his heart, indeed as the Duke of Bellathon said.

A few days ago, the Duke of Bellason suddenly summoned the Earl of Belur to his castle. After leaving the Antioch Castle, the ambitious duke was secretly planning something in his castle.

"I got the news that the Templars are about to arrive at our territory." The Duke of Bellason suddenly said, standing in front of the stained glass window of Milan that he had bought at a high price, looking through the glass at the busy civilians and guards under the castle.

"Oh, this is good news and bad news." Earl Belu said thoughtfully.

"Ha, what do you mean?" The Duke of Bellason turned around and looked at the clever vassal.

"The arrival of the Templar will balance the power of war between the royal family and the pagans. No, it may be possible to win, and either of these two situations will be unfavorable to you." Earl Belu frowned and said to his vassal.

"Overall, your analysis is correct, but I have mastered some situations that can be used by the Templars for my own use." The Duke of Bellason said with a smile, with a smile full of mystery.

"It is impossible. The Knights Templars are the orders of the Holy See. They only obey the orders of the Antioch monarch and fight for the jihad."

"That's right, but do you know the current leader of the Knights Templar, Lei Ru?"

"I have heard of it, it is said to be an arrogant and cruel guy." Earl Belu shook his head and said.

"Arrogance is because of his strength, cruelty means that the enemy is afraid of him, it's nothing." The Duke of Bellason walked down the steps, came to his vassal, patted his shoulder and said, "Do you know, I've been analyzing why our plans failed several times, and finally I came to such a strange conclusion."

"Oh, what is it, my monarch?" Earl Belu asked curiously.

"In this Antioch kingdom, the power of the royal family has been greatly weakened. In theory, our power has an absolute advantage under internal and external troubles, but since the arrival of the Teutonic Knights, our plan has been repeatedly disturbed." The Duke of Bellason said gritting his teeth.

"You mean Earl Schwab?"

"That's right, it's him, do you know? Lei Ruo also hates him very much. This is an opportunity. The enemy's enemy is a friend. I want you to catch this friend and become our ally." The Duke of Bellason ordered the Earl of Belru.

Looking at the angry commander Lei Ruo, Earl Belu knew that the information of his monarch, Duke of Bellason, was correct. At this time, he was determined to drink the wine that was red like blood in the cup, as sweet as drinking the blood of the enemy. Only the dead enemy is a good enemy. This is the clanship of the Earl Belu family, and he has been practicing this clanship throughout his life.

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