When the Earl of France returned to Melee, it was noon three days later. When he heard that the Earl of France appeared, Melee's Baron hurriedly ran out to greet him.

"Consul, where are you?" he asked, "I wanted to return the soldiers to you that night, but I couldn't find your people."

The Count of Ile-de-France had no answer at all, but asked gloomyly: "Where is the Duke of Brittany now?"

"Duke? He and his troops are still stationed here, preparing to recuperate for a few days. He is not living in the official residence, but in the military camp..."

Before the baron could finish his words, the Count of Ile-de-France waved the whip and let the horse rush out.

Soon, Bai Gong rushed from behind.

"The consul just passed here." The baron greeted from a distance, "what happened when he looked anxious?"

Bai Gong ignored the Baron at all. The white horse ran past and raised the dust on the baron's face.

When the Baron wiped his face clean, the red knife appeared. His horse was not as good as the Count of Ile de France, and his physical equipment was heavier than the white bow, so he landed far behind. Seeing the Baron, he pulled the horse and asked hurriedly: "Did you see the consuls and the others?"

"See, he rushed into the Duke of Brittany's barracks..."

"drive!"

The horse with the red knife pushed the baron over and knocked the baron to the ground.

When the baron held his waist and complained while getting up, Black Flat came over on his horse.

"Take your fiancée and your men and leave Mole immediately." He looked at the Baron immediately, his voice very serious, "It may be less peaceful here soon."

The Duke of Brittany is taking a nap.

The Earl of Ile-France broke into the barracks, and a soldier wanted to come over to interrogate, but after he scolded him, he was scared to retreat. It was originally more difficult for him to break into the barracks, but first, the army had just suffered a great defeat and his morale was low; second, they recognized the Earl of Ile-France as a nobleman and dared not cause trouble; third, the army now lacked enough officers in charge. The Duke of Brittany had heard the neighing sound of the horse under the crotch of the Earl of Ile-France, and finally soldiers came in to report the matter to him.

The Count of Ile de France broke into the camp with his sword, and the Duke of Brittany had just gotten up from the bed.

"Oh... Lord Caroling," Duke Brittany wiped his sleepy eyes, "I didn't expect you to be here."

He was not very wary. After all, Melee was the territory of the Federation of Almany, and it was reasonable that the Earl of France appeared here. Moreover, the Federation of Almany was an ally of the Principality of Brittany.

"I heard that you were attacked by the magic of the Tianfang Empire." The Earl of Ile-de-France spoke.

"Yes, it turned out to be a mistake, it was so unlucky." The Duke of Brittany replied: "I just came here with the army to do something."

"I have investigated the matter clearly." The Earl of Ile-de-France continued, "There are a group of demons here who left before you came to the garrison. The magicians of the Tianfang Empire did not know, so they attacked you."

"Damn, where did those demons go? How could it be so coincidental?"

"I would like to ask more about this, what are you here to do this time?" The Count of the Ile de France began to cool. "If I remember correctly, this is Melee, not the Principality of Brittany, but the territory of the Federation of Almany. What do you want to do when you bring your army here?"

"This..." The Duke of Brittany laughed awkwardly, "It's just that something is passing by."

"So, what the hell is it?"

The Earl of France continued to ask coldly. He already knew that the Duke of Brittany was here to trade with the princess of Navarre, and wanted to see how the Duke answered.

The Duke of Brittany was even more embarrassed: "It's just... some private matters."

"Private affairs? What private affairs are worth using so many troops?"

The Duke of Brittany smiled: "There is no need to ask so clearly, are we not allies?"

The Count of Ile de France silently placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and his murderous aura could not help but overflow.

The Duke of Brittany noticed something was wrong. Although he was puzzled, he still stepped back cautiously.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came outside the house. Bai Gong walked in, and the three priests of the Tianfang Empire were following behind him.

"My Lord Caroling, it turns out you are here. We have been looking for you." said one of the priests. "The devil's breath has gone away and is no longer here. But the comforting news is that the Principality of Brittany has also returned to the right path."

"Yes, yes, yes! I am determined to join the Principality of Brittany to the Orthodox Church of Abraham." The Duke of Brittany seized the opportunity to climb out of bed and tidied up his clothes. "This is a kiss, and our ally relationship will surely be stronger!"

After glanced at the three priests, the Count of Ile de France reluctantly left the sword around his waist, and at the same time rolled his eyes to Bai Gong, blaming him for meddling in other people's business.

"Great, congratulations," he said to the three priests, "So, where are the three lords going next?"

"Go to the Principality of Brittany." The priests replied, "Since we have converted, of course we will baptize them and preach them."

"That is, you will stay in the Principality of Brittany for a long time?"

The priests shook their heads regretfully: "No, we also have a lot of affairs. After baptizing the main political leaders of the Principality of Brittany, we will continue to track down those demons."

"I will gather all my vassals! Let them bring all the knights and soldiers and be baptized together!" said the Duke of Brittany. "This ceremony will be unprecedentedly grand. I will let everyone know that the Orthodox Church of Abraham will be the state religion of the Principal of Brittany from now on!"

The three barefoot priests nodded in praise. At the same time, they glanced at the Earl of France meaningfully: "Duke, if you have this heart, God will be happy. Unlike the lords of some countries, converting a letter is just a word, and we all rely on ourselves to preach."

"The national conditions are different. I don't have that much power to convert those lords." The Earl of Ile-de-France could only answer this way.

The Duke of Brittany smiled and helped the Earl of France to rescue the Count of Ile de France: "The Federation of Almany is a great country, not as easy to manage as our Brittany. It is normal for those lords to be disobedient, and they cannot be harsh on him."

The priests nodded: "Since that's the case, then we will say goodbye. I hope that next time, you will all become more pious."
Chapter completed!