Princess Josie sat in the courtyard, and she was holding a baby cradle made by a skilled craftsman from Mecklenburg. The cradle was carved with images of knights and angels holding spears, and they were like children faithfully guarding the baby cradle.￥f,

"Your Highness Princess, look at His Highness William is smiling at us." The princess' maids surrounded the baby cradle, and they looked at the cute child happily and teased him.

"The Duke has already set foot on the road to Asad at this time, and it will be possible to arrive within about a week." Prince Otto's Slavic mistress also took her children in the courtyard. She sat on the other side of Princess Josie and said.

"What kind of person is Prince Otto?" Princess Josie asked curiously.

"How to say, his face is like a carved with a knife, his chin is sharp and his will is strong, and his will is like a stone wall." Prince Otto's Slavic mistress replied. Unlike the Easterners, the Europa did not avoid these topics. The superiors often had beautiful women with special relationships, and even illegitimate children who were not recognized by society.

"It sounds like an amazing ruler." Princess Josie smiled slightly. When Arude was a vassal of Duke Mason in the past, she would not care about the royal family, because the vassal of the vassal was not the king's vassal, but now that Arude wants to become a vassal of the king, then as a good wife, you must care about the relationship between the royal family members.

"Maybe, but Prince Otto still has a difficult road to be king." Prince Otto's mistress said with a dim face. She remembered her days with Prince Otto, but she was also very smart about how to please the mistress of the castle.

"Oh, why is this?"

"The eldest son of our noble king is not Prince Otto, but His Majesty passed the throne to Otto, which violated the traditional customs of the Carolingian dynasty. His brothers will not let it go." This Prince Otto's mistress is very clear about the matter within the Saxony royal family. After all, she had ambitions deep in her heart to become a member of the royal family.

"I have heard of this, but His Majesty the King has forced the Dukes to admit this method of inheritance." Princess Josie, as a member of the upper nobles, was of course very clear about these news.

"Yes, I have to say that His Majesty the King is a very skilled ruler, but whether the Dukes really obey sincerely is another matter."

"So, my husband jumped in when the royal family and the local dukes were at the most intense dispute." Princess Josie took a deep breath, and she looked around in a little hesitantly. The royal family was too far away from them, but the threats from those aggressive dukes were indeed realistic.

"Don't worry about His Highness Princess. The Duke of Mecklenburg is the youngest promising nobleman I have ever met. He must have his own plan." Prince Otto's mistress quickly comforted Princess Josie.

"I just worry that Arod was too arrogant. The struggle in the court was extremely dark and bloody, not to mention that it involved the struggle between the largest court in the kingdom and the courts of various principalities." Princess Josie walked to the cradle, and she picked up her son William and hugged him in her arms. To be honest, she hoped to watch her children grow up calmly.

"Wow~." William in the cradle didn't know what was going on. He opened his blue eyes wide and looked at his mother, opened his mouth and cried to eat.

A few days later, Arod and his team arrived smoothly in the territory of the Principal of Saxony. Two Saxony knights had been waiting for him at the border. Arod walked out of the carriage and stretched. The shaking carriage was about to break his waist along the way.

"Are you the noble Duke of Mecklenburg?" Knight Saxon walked out of the border level, tidied up his armor while walking, and put on a Germanic nose-protecting helmet.

"I am." Arod looked at the level made of a small tree in front of him, and outside the small wooden house built next to him were several Saxon soldiers holding spears. To enter the Principality of Saxon, you must pass this path, where the Saxon soldiers charge passers-by toll taxes to passers-by.

"Turn this away, this is His Majesty the King's guest, the Duke of the Principal of Mecklenburg." The Saxon Knight pointed at the Saxon soldiers sitting beside them and ordered them.

"Yes." The Saxon soldiers quickly moved the fallen tree away and let Arod and his entourage enter the border. Harren rode on his horse and held Arod's black lion emblem flag high.

"We have been waiting here for a long time. Prince Otto told us to receive you in person." Knight Saxon said politely to Arod.

"Thank you for your kindness," Aruod responded politely. When he got on the carriage and walked for a while, the sound of horse hooves sounded from the other end of the road.

"Grey Rule~." A young nobleman dressed in hunting costume rushed over with a group of Saxony knights. The road in the Principality of Saxony was very narrow. He could not accommodate both people side by side to pass together, and the road was immediately blocked.

"Who is ahead? Get out of the way immediately." The young nobleman scolded arrogantly on his horse, and the Saxon knights under his command rushed up one after another.

"What's going on?" Arod poked his head out of the carriage, and he asked Osvid with a frown.

"There are a group of rude Saxon nobles ahead, and they want us to get out of the way." Osvid rode on his horse and looked around, and he said to Arod.

"Tell them that it is inconvenient for us to take a lot of luggage. Please let them get out of the way. It is not too late to let others pass after my carriage pass." Arod thought for a while and said to Osvid, who had no way to go backwards.

"It's the Duke." Osvid nodded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Arod again.

"We are guests here, so be polite."

"My Duke, I will." Osvid kicked the horse with his heel and walked towards the group of Saxon nobles.

"Get out of here, you are blocking our way." The young nobleman said angrily, pointing at Osvid with the whip in his hand.

"Sir, I'm sorry that our carriage cannot retreat. Can you please let our carriage pass afterward?" Osvid looked at the arrogant young nobleman in front of him, and he lowered his head and said with a lowered anger in his heart.

"Do you know who you are blocking? I don't care about your broken carriage and get out of here immediately." But the young nobleman ignored it at all, and he shouted like a spoiled child.

"Yes, since the carriage cannot retreat, let's overturn his carriage and have some fun." The Saxon knights who followed the young nobles said with a laugh and eager to try and prepare to move forward.

"Bold guys, there is a duke in the carriage. You dare to come forward and try it." Osvid tightly grasped the reins of the horse and pulled out the sword from his waist. He thought that reporting Arod's identity would make the group of Saxon nobles retreat.

"Hahaha." But the group of Saxon nobles were not afraid, but instead laughed out loud.

"I don't know if it's the Duke. Why have I never seen these emblems and flags before?" The young nobleman asked leisurely with a strange smile on his face, looking at the show.

"Not good." At this time, the Saxon Knight who was greeting Arod came from behind. He glanced at the young nobleman opposite Arod, and his face suddenly turned pale, looking sad.

"What's wrong?" Aruod asked curiously.

"That's His Highness Prince Donkmar, God, you're so damn, why did you meet him here?" The Saxon Knight complained with a frown.

"We are the subordinates of the Duke of Mecklenburg, and the Duke of Mecklenburg himself was in the carriage." Osvid glared at His Highness Prince Donkmar. He became even more angry when he saw that these people had no respect for Arod.

"Duke of Mecklenburg? I've never heard of it. It's a country bumpkin there. Look at your rustic outfits, you are indeed a group of countrymen who have never seen the world, hahaha." His Highness Prince Donkmar and his knights burst into laughter. In fact, when Osvid said that a duke was in the carriage, Donkmar and his men were still thinking that it was the duke who arrived in Saxony, but when he heard that he was just an unknown Duke of Mecklenburg, he couldn't help but laugh even more unrestrainedly.

"Damn guys." The Mecklenburg people did not obtain land by inheritance. They seized land from the pagans with one blow, so they had extraordinary worship and respect for Commander Arod, but they were ridiculed as soon as they set foot on the land of Saxony. In any case, they could not suppress this tone. Every Mecklenburg people began to become indignant.

"Sir, let's teach these playboys a lesson." Even the mature Baron couldn't help it, and he reported to Arod.

"Hmph." Aruod's face was also gloomy and terrible. Yes, he needed the support of the royal family to consolidate his authority and expand his influence. However, today's status is the result of his bloody battle with his legion. It is definitely not obtained by others' alms and luck. The sense of honor is an important magic weapon to maintain the Mecklenburg Legion. If honor is defiled by others and does not resist, then what is the meaning of all this?

"Please calm down, Lord Duke, I will go and tell His Highness Donkmar." The Saxon Knight who greeted Arod said hurriedly.

"No, no, I just tinnitus, I really didn't hear what you said?" Aruod stretched out his little finger on his left hand and slashed his ear.

"What are you going to do?" The Saxon Knight opened his mouth wide, and a trace of ominous premonition surged into his heart.
Chapter completed!