To celebrate Arod's promotion to jazz, his father Sir Wendell provided a sumptuous banquet. During the banquet, Arod was surrounded by enthusiastic nobles, who clinked glasses with Arod to drink. When drunk, a prostitute with red hair came to Arod, and the other nobles left with a smile that men knew about. The prostitute was wearing a dress with a double-breasted chest, with a big white breast, revealing half of her white breasts. Although her face was not beautiful, she had the charm of a mature woman.

"Sir, please have a drink." The woman smiled and sat generously on Arude's thigh. She held the wine glass and stretched out her slender arms, put the wine glass beside Arude's mouth, and rose red appeared on her fair face.

"Oh, I can't drink it anymore." Although Aruod was immune to this kind of ale, he felt dizzy and drowsy at this time. He waved his hand and tried his best to get rid of the prostitute's entanglement.

"Sir, aren't I beautiful?" the woman made a sad and shy expression and said to Aruod with grievance.

"This is not the case, but I'm not very ~~~." Aruod, who had almost no experience in women, explained at a loss, but his stuttering embarrassment made the woman laugh.

"Okay, Sir, I know. I won't bother you anymore, but I'll always have to drink a drink." The woman handed the wine to Aruod's mouth again. Once a woman who knows men wants to persuade her to drink, few men can refuse.

"Okay." Aruod just wanted to get rid of this difficult prostitute as soon as possible, so he had to frown and drink the wine in the glass of her hand. When he finished drinking the wine in the glass, the woman did not haunt him anymore.

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Aruod looked at the bonfire in front of him. His thoughts seemed to return to his narrow room, and then he seemed to be in the lord's house. Gradually, his thoughts and mind became confused. The alcohol began to numb his nerve endings. At this moment, a warm and soft body seemed to lean on him. Aruod instinctively hugged that body in his arms, as if a cluster of fragrant flowers were embedded. There was no blood of war in his nose, leaving only a faint fragrance.

One night, Aruode seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, he saw the goddess he had long loved in his previous life, smiled at him, took off his long skirt and exposed his skin like mutton fat. His slender and plump thighs clamped his body, and his warm and jade-like skin was tightly attached to his body, rising and falling, and the narrow ecstasy cave made Aruode feel the sweet and painful touch. He frowned and sighed, and his hands were greedily under him.

The warm jade-like body touched, and the hot desire kept climbing towards the peak. Aruod lost all rationality in this peak of desire. The threat of death in the war and the suppressed emotions of his previous life were hidden in his heart. At this time, it erupted like a volcano. He gritted his teeth and moved more and more rudely, like a knight with a spear, sprinting continuously. After a long roar, he launched the seeds of life, and his whole body lost its strength and limply on the warm jade.

The next morning, Aruod was awakened by the sound of war drums in his ears. He opened his sleepy eyes. At this time, Aruod found himself lying naked in the tent. The sunlight penetrated through the gap in the curtain of the tent. His body was covered with a wool blanket with a mutton smell. The chain mail was placed in a corner of the tent. His Terminator's sword was pressed on the chain mail, and other clothes were scattered around him.

"What's wrong with me?" Aruod sat up from the ground, the blanket slipped down to reveal his toned body. The long-term sword practice and horse riding made his physical fitness better and better. He picked up his trousers and linen shirt from the side and put them on him. Only then did he feel a little different from before, and the tent seemed to have a faint smell of woman. Did he end his virginity last night? Aruod was a little shocked, and an indescribable feeling surged into his heart. Just as he was looking for evidence, a person's head was poked out from outside the tent.

"Arod quickly put on his armor, Duke Mason calls us." If shouted at Arrod.

"Oh, come soon." Aruod didn't care about finding evidence of his sex with the woman last night. He quickly picked up the chain mail on the ground. His chain mail was a short-sleeved half-body chain mail, and he had to wear it from one end of the chain mail like a sweater. However, the heavy chain mail was not as light as a sweater. People who needed to wear it lowered their bodies and seemed to pass through a cave.

"Crazy~~." Arod finally walked over, stood up and put on the chain mail. He jumped and let the chain mail fall naturally, then put the family's shirt on it. He turned his body and tied the leather straps tightly, hung the sword "Terminator" around his waist, and then walked out of the tent and walked towards Duke Mason's tent.

At this time, Duke Mason was wearing armor and a sword around his waist, standing majestic in front of the tent, surrounded by the same fully armed knights and nobles. Most of the nobles were holding their own family's flags. The knights arrogantly held their family's armory and shields, quietly waiting for Duke Mason's orders. The knights who were eager for land and titles were infected by the fierce passion.

"Who will seize the Castle of Göttingen?" Duke Mason put his hands on his waist, and the dome helmet mask on his head was unveiled. His originally gloomy face was now full of smugness. He asked the other nobles.

"Dignity Duke, I am willing to lead my knights to serve you." At this time, a nobleman in his forties walked out of the first row on the left. The nobleman wore a pointed cone helmet and leather scale armor. He had a leather belt on his body and a crimson cloak behind him. His body was majestic and his two golden beards on his lips made him look extraordinary.

"Oh, Baron Heyman, would you attack the Castle of Göttingen for me, your monarch, the ruler of the Principal of Mason?" Duke Mason felt very satisfied, and said to the baron with a smile.

"Yes, my sons and I are willing to serve you." Baron Heyman raised his broad chin and looked at the nobles around him. He bowed to Duke Mason and said proudly.

"Who is he?" Aruod looked at the confident baron curiously and asked the Knight Stan beside him. The knight with almost any leg injury was limping beside Aruod.

"Baron Heyman." A strange smile appeared on Knight Stan's face, and the others were also secretly laughing, as if this Baron had some interesting story.

"Oh, what's going on?" Aruod didn't know the strange stories in the aristocratic circle. He didn't understand what the strange laughter of Knight Stan and the nobles meant. Seeing Aruod's puzzled expression, Knight Stan explained to him.

"Baron Heyman was a nobleman of kindness, with thirteen sons and six daughters, so there were ten knights in his family alone, and five squire nobles who married him."

"Haha, Lord Stan, you forgot to calculate Baron Heyman's illegitimate son. Then he has a company of people to use." The nobleman on the side hugged his shoulders and said in a low voice with a strange laugh.

"Yes, Baron Heyman is a nobleman who is famous for sowing. He is said to have his seeds in the countryside and shepherds, and in bars and waitresses." Knight Stan grinned and responded with the same smile. The nobles usually have romantic affairs, but it is rare to be hard-working nobles like Baron Heyman.

"Ah." Aruod was stunned when he heard this, and then his face became unfair. He thought that he seemed to have had a one-night stand with an unknown woman last night. When he thought of the illegitimate child who suddenly appeared one day, he felt chilling. However, Knight Stan and others did not notice his face. Because Duke Mason promised Baron Heyman's request, all kinds of barons walked out excitedly and waved his hand. Sure enough, a group of knights with similar appearances followed him. In the eyes of people, another group of sergeants with almost all appearances with wide chins also joined the ranks of Baron Heyman.

"Is this a illegitimate legion?" Aruod stared at the scene in front of him. Baron Heyman, a strange noble army, was born on his own. However, in this era, men could get married and have children at the age of fifteen or sixteen. Although the medieval regulations on women's marriage chastity were very strict, there were almost no regulations on male nobles. Therefore, the strong fertility of a family is also a very important standard. Just like Baron Heyman, the knights and sergeants under him are all their sons. Of course, there is no need to worry about loyalty, and the cost is not too much. It is very economical and cost-effective.

Just as Arod was thinking about it, Baron Heyman led his sons to draw out his sword. With a roar, they took the lead in rushing towards Göttingen Castle. Behind them were more than 300 light infantry and servants. Baron Heyman's sons climbed up the ladder and slashed the guards on the wall with the sharp sword in their hands. The guards of Göttingen Castle were not to be outdone. The sword spears of both sides collided like forests, making a sound of metal collision. In the distance of the castle, Duke Mason and the nobles watched Baron Heyman's attack nervously. The offensive was fought from the early morning to the evening. Except for the sons led by Baron Heyman himself, there was no progress at all. He was soon driven down by the castle guards who were subsequently recruited.
Chapter completed!