Chapter 37 Sayifu

The weather gradually became colder, and the changes in weather became more obvious when crossing the northern mountains. Schwab rode on horseback and wrapped a thick piece of bearskin outside his armor, while soldiers could only stuff some linen into their clothes to keep them cold. The rugged mountain roads were very difficult to walk, and often needed to dismount and walk, and the carriages were often required to push them from behind.

"Sir, how long will it take to pass this damn mountain road?" Bald Otto asked in sweat. A carriage almost fell off the cliff just now. Fortunately, Bald Otto reacted quickly and grabbed the carriage to stop the carriage from sliding down, but this thrilling scene scared everyone.

"I have to ask Srick, only he knows this road." Schwab shook his head helplessly. In this era of inconvenient transportation, traveling is a painful thing.

"Sir, after passing through the territory of Earl Medoer, you will be able to catch up with the Duke and the others." Srick said.

"Earl Medoer? I remember him and his daughter have been killed." Schwab asked. Earl Medoer's death triggered a war with the Ovids, but it was actually Yas's conspiracy.

"Yes, sir, now the territory of Earl Medoor is managed by his younger brother, and we can rest there and continue the march."

"It's always good to have a place to rest, my old bones are about to fall apart." Old Lauke rode a pack horse and complained. Schwab took Old Lauke this time to meet the religious needs of the soldiers. An old monk could bring religious authority to the march, while those mercenaries were even more pious.

"When you cross this hill, you can see the territory of Earl Medoer, which is called Sayvo, which is a large basin." Srick introduced to Schwab, and Schwab was also very curious about what the territory of an Earl looked like.

After the troops crossed a mountain, Schwab stood on the hillside and saw this territory called Sayvo. This territory was more than twice as large as Malk. There were three villages and a semi-closed monastery. Schwab knew that the village brought agricultural products and taxes to the lords, and the monastery would not pay taxes to the secular lords. That was because the monks in the monastery had the power to write and read words, the right to interpret religion, and people's yearning for heaven.

When Schwab led his team to approach Saifu, he issued a warning sound at the outpost on the edge of the territory. After all, the appearance of a strange army is always nervous.

"Who are you?" the sentry stretched out his head from the sentry tower and shouted to Schwab and the others.

"We are the troops of Sir Mark Schwab." The dwarf Rod replied to the sentry, "We hope to pass through here peacefully."

"Then you have to wait, I have never seen such a flag." The sentry muttered and asked his companions to leave on horseback from the back door. Schwab did not want to cause misunderstandings and let the troops stop advancing. The soldiers sat on the ground.

After about a quarter of an hour, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, and a group of knights surrounded a young nobleman wearing otter skins outside a chain armor. The young nobleman had a golden crown on his head. Srick frowned when he saw it.

"What's wrong?" Schwab felt Srick's displeasure sensitively, so he asked quietly.

"Yes, sir." Schwab knew that the other party would not allow him to enter, so he ordered the soldiers of the Mark Legion to station outside the castle, and then stepped into the castle of Reymond with Otto, Koro, Liugudi, Srik and others.

This Earl Territory castle is of course much larger than the Mark Fort in Schwab, and it is surrounded by a moat and the walls are much taller than the Mark Fort. It is difficult to conquer without using large siege tools and long-term siege.

In addition to fortifications, there is also a dome chapel made of stone. Some monks and nuns with St. Peter's hair on their heads are in and out. Unlike Schwab's impression, these monks and nuns are not like the puritanists at all. They sit intimately while laughing and making fun of each other, while the nobles turn a blind eye and take it as usual.

"May Lord purify our souls." Seeing these monks, Liugudi lowered his head and prayed, while Schwab was curious about these monks who held the spiritual authority of the people throughout the medieval period.

"Mr. Yom, when can you lend me the money?" Remond dismounted and walked towards one of the older monks. He asked the monk about religious questions, but how to borrow money, which almost shocked Schwab.

"My child, there is not enough wine reserves in the monastery recently, and we have no extra money to lend you."

"But I need this money very much. So, I will mortgage a manor on the border to you, how about it?"
Chapter completed!