Section 1 The Duke arrives

In the early morning of the next day, everything was as Schwab said. Faced with the increasingly difficult to crack the Fort Marenko, the OVIDs chose to give up and continue the attack. They left behind a messy camp and a pointed wooden stake that was inserted on the ground to prevent the soldiers of the Fort Marenko from breaking through, and then quietly went to another territory far away from Fort Marenko, and a dense forest was separated from the two territories.

"The Ruvids retreated, they left." The guards of the Marenko Castle on the wall shouted excitedly, and they were extremely grateful to God's grace for being able to escape from the Ruvids' clutches.

"Sir, as you said, the Oveids evacuated." The Countess placed Schwab in the room in the lord's house, just like treating a distinguished guest.

"Then, madam, you are ready to welcome the real distinguished guests." Schwab sat on an oak chair, which carved various complex shapes of flowers and plants. Although there are very few furniture here, each furniture is inlaid with many turquoise and various careful carvings. The walls here are also hung with the Earl's family's heraldic patterns.

"You mean my brother is coming." The Countess guessed very cleverly that when the Duke saw the evacuation of the Ruvets, he would definitely use the Marenko Fort as a stronghold to launch a real decisive battle with the Ruvets.

"Yes, the Duke's original plan was to use the Marenko Fort as bait to exhaust the Ruvets' military power here. However, when faced with the opponent, the Ruvets' king did not intend to fall into the trap set by the Duke, and decisively evacuate and escape from the situation where he was attacked on both sides. Now the two beasts will look for each other's weaknesses in temptation."

"Then give the other party a fatal blow." The Countess was very complicated. On the one hand, she was angry at her brother's use of his castle as bait design, and on the other hand, she hoped that the Duke would win. Her inability to control the situation made the Countess ask Schwab, "What should I do?"

Two complex thoughts made the beautiful countess have a weak expression on his face. Schwab looked at the lady who had been showing a very strong expression. The weak expression she showed at this time actually had a desire to hold her in her arms and protect her.

"Si, don't do anything, just wait quietly." Schwab took a quick breath of air conditioning and calmed down his heart. "A great wise man in the East said that when the river water is turbid and cannot see clearly, the only thing we have to do is do nothing, just wait quietly."

"Puchi." The Countess covered her mouth and laughed, as if she saw through Schwab's awkward look, "Do you know, sometimes you really look like a monk."

"Hey?" Schwab didn't understand whether the countess was praising his wisdom or his unrulyness.

Shortly after the Ruvids left Marenke, the sound of horse hooves running from afar, the sound of crowds of people, the roar of heavy carriages, and the various earl flags advanced under the collection of the duke's red dragon flags. The knights in bright armor slowly rode their horses in the siege by their servants, and the heavy infantry wearing heavy armor were gentry from the countryside. Most of the members of the team were peasants from various earl counties, holding pitchfork sticks and organizing to deal with the military service of Duke Han Ruowei.

The direct troops led by Duke Han Ruowei are composed of city citizens wearing chain armor and long halberds, as well as knights carrying heavy armor, and the combat power is also the strongest in the entire team.

"Ah, my dear sister, I am so happy to see you safe and sound." Duke Han Ruowei said to Countess Carolina who was greeting him at the city gate with guilt in his heart. He saw that the Marenko Fort was attacked by the Ruovets, and a collapsed wall was like the mouth of an old man, and red blood could be seen in the moat, and the smell of blood was filled with the air.

"Welcome, sir." The Countess bent down and kneeled, grabbed the hand that Duke Han Ruowei stretched out, and kissed the ring worn on the duke's hand.

"We may have to stay here for a while, where is your husband?" Duke Han Ruowei did not see Earl Marenko frowned. As his vassal and brother-in-law, why did this Earl Marenko not appear? He also raised questions in the hearts of all the vassals.

"He is injured, sir, needs rest, so he cannot come to welcome your grandfather. Please forgive me." The Countess hurriedly covered up.

"Is that so? Was it injured in the battle with the Ruovets?" Duke Han Ruowei nodded, and agreed with this reason, so the other vassals had to shut their mouths.

"Dear dear sirs, please come in. I have prepared a sumptuous food for you in the hall."

"Thank you, your wife." The nobles politely gave in to each other and entered the hall of the Lord of the Marenko Castle. On a long table there were many silver plates, filled with fruits such as apples, grapes, and a whole roasted suckling pig. This was the best food stored in the Marenko Castle. Looking at the oily suckling pig, the nobles' throats were floating up and down, but they were in the noble's reserve and remained calm, and no one was embarrassed to start first.

"Sir, please, let us thank Countess Marenke for his kind hospitality." As the nobles present, Duke Han Ruowei divided the suckling pig into many parts with his hands and put it into the plate of his vassals. This is Duke Han Ruowei's power as the vassal.

"Thank you very much, the noble Duke." The nobles picked up the food on the plate with satisfaction and ate it with relish. The days of sleeping in the wild and hanging out in the open all day long have made these nobles suffer enough. Of course, the opportunity to enjoy delicious food cannot be given up.

"So, tell us how you survived the attack of the Ruvets." Duke Han Ruowei picked up the wine glass and said to the countess.

"Yes, Lord Duke." Although he was his elder brother, as the most prestigious duke in the north, the countess still maintained respect in his words. The Countess, who had been well-educated since childhood, told the story of the suffering of siege for this period of time.

The cruelty of the Ruvids and the siege of a noble lady Christ made the nobles angry. They clenched their fists and slammed the wooden table hard. If the wooden table was not strong enough, they would have been knocked down by the nobles.

"Great Countess, please rest assured that we will kill all the damn demons abandoned by God to avenge you and your husband." A young Count immediately stood up and promised to the Countess Carolina when he saw the tears of tears on his fair face.

"Thank you, sir. It's just that those Ruvids are so terrible. I just hope they won't invade my husband's castle again, burning and plundering our property." Countess Carolina didn't know if she was really worried or remembering her burned and plundered territory. She sadly picked up an embroidered square pa and wiped her eyes. Her weak and beautiful appearance made the nobles breathe.

"But fortunately, you can stick to our arrival." Duke Han Ruowei patted his sister's shoulder and comforted.

"Yes, thanks to your dispatch of Lord Remond and Sir Schwab's army, who promptly resisted the attack of the Oveids, otherwise you will see the ruined Fort Marenko and my wandering and helpless ghost."

"Oh, where are Remond and Sir Schwab?" Duke Hanrowei asked loudly.

"Mr. Remund and Sir Schwab were waiting outside."

"Let them come in."

"Yes, Lord Duke."

Then, the proud Remond and the well-dressed Schwab entered the lord's hall. Remond, who had been hiding in the prayer room, did not walk out tremblingly until the Roveids retreated. From this point, it seemed much better than the Earl Marenko who had been drunk himself in the tower with wine.

"My most noble Duke, please allow me to offer you the highest greetings." As usual, after seeing Duke Han Ruowei, Remond immediately knelt down on one knee and said to the duke. Although he was not ashamed of Remond, after all, he was able to pass through the siege of the Ruovet people and rescue the Marenko Fort this time, no one among the nobles made a sarcasm.

"Good done, Lord Remond. Your bravery makes us believe that the same blood as Count Medore is indeed flowing in your body. Your bold attack has proved that you have the ability to inherit the territory of Count Medore and serve me." Duke Hanrowei stood up, and walked to the kneeling Remond, pulled out his sword, and then pointed it on Remond's shoulders. "Will you swear allegiance to me and fight bravely to protect the legal rights of my heirs and my heirs?"

"Yes, yes, I do, Lord Duke." Remond, who was a little stuttering because of his excitement, quickly said.

"Very good, I grant you the inheritance of the old territory of Earl Medol. You can call yourself Earl Remond, please get up, Earl Remond." Duke Hanruowei put the sword back into the scabbard and then let Remond get up.

"Ten thousand thanks." Reymond was so excited that he couldn't speak. His long-lasting wish finally came true. When he looked at Schwab, he was full of gratitude.

"So, what kind of reward do you need, the heroic Sir Schwab?" Duke Hanruowei turned his head, looked at Schwab next to him, and said in a playful tone, "Some adults may not know yet. This is the champion of the last Hanruowei Knights Competition, Sir Schwab from Mark."

"Oh. It turned out to be him."

"I lost hundreds of silver offices."
Chapter completed!