In Mecklenburg's court, a continuous banquet was held to celebrate Arod's new duke. The cheerful lyre was jingling and the bard's singing echoed in the hall of the lord. Arod sat on the throne of the lord, wearing a cloak made of ferret skin.

He hung a gold necklace of dukes given by the king on his neck. The royal family confirmed the duke's identity, which made Arod's prestige unprecedentedly high. The Principality of Mecklenburg, from nobles to civilians, believed that Arod's rule was unbreakable. Even the Earl of Lübeck, who had originally resisted Mecklenburg's rule, came to attend the banquet. He walked to Arod with the encouragement of his niece. At this time, the noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

"The noble Duke of Mecklenburg, I, the legal ruler of Lübeck, feel your perfect and noble personality, and therefore volunteer to be a member of the Principality of Mecklenburg. My descendants and I will always support you and your legal heirs." Count Lubeck said after bent down and bowed to Arod, and everyone stared at him with breath, which was the ceremony of Count Lubeck's swearing allegiance to Arod.

"I, the ruler of the Principal of Mecklenburg, Duke Arod von Wendell, accepts your allegiance, and swears that as long as you fulfill your vassal obligations, I will also perform my sacred duty to protect you and your family's safety." Arod said to Count Lubeck, who accepted Count Lubeck's request for allegiance, which was a dream for Arod, and the territory of the Principal of Mecklenburg was now connected.

"Thank you, Lord Duke." Earl Lubeck stepped forward and kissed Arod's ring on his right hand. Warm applause from the hall sounded.

"Baron Ron, please come forward." After Earl Lubeck stepped down, Arod looked around the hall and his eyes fell on Baron Ron, and he signaled to let Baron Ron come forward.

"My Duke, what are your instructions?" Baron Ron walked out of the crowd in confusion. He stood in front of Arod and asked.

"Please kneel down on Baron Ron." Arod stood up and said to Baron Ron.

"Yes." Baron Ron obediently knelt on one knee, and saw Arod walking down the steps holding the scepter of the Great Chief Pomeranian in his hand. Arod placed the scepter on Baron Ron's shoulder.

"Baron Ron, you have always been loyal and served me, your monarch. In order to repay your loyalty, I think you are the Earl of Rostock and reward you with Rostock County. As long as you and your descendants maintain this loyalty, Rostock County will be the eternal place for your family to reproduce." Arod announced loudly to everyone.

"Master, Duke?" Baron Ron raised his head in surprise. He never expected that Aruod would reward him with a county.

He was just a conjunct relative of the Wendell family. Thanks to Baron Wendell's appreciation, he recommended him to Arod to become a knight in the inner palace, and then to become the baron of the Rage Lion Castle. Now the title of an earl was accidentally hit on his head, which made Ron feel dizzy.

"Get up, Count Ron, put on your necklace. You can go to your territory tomorrow, but we have just experienced a war with the Pomeranians, so we must organize our arms as soon as possible to guard against the enemy's invasion." Arod asked the servant to hand a chain of necklaces representing the identity of the earl to Baron Ron, and he ordered Earl Ron.

"Yes, my Duke." Ron reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes. He twitched his nose and took the necklace with gratitude.

"Please bring my guests up." After giving Ron, Aruod said to his servant. The servant bowed to Aruod and turned to leave the hall. After a while, several uninvited guests walked into the hall, and a sudden noise of uneasiness suddenly came out of the hall.

"What is this? Pagan, ah!"

“It looks so weird.”

"Ugly, really ugly." The people in the hall whispered to each other, and saw that the Pomeranian nomadic tribe that once brought fear to the Mecklenburg people. The leader was Mr. Alger.

"How could they be here?" The warriors who had been on the battlefield in the hall, and the soldiers who defended Mecklenburg glared at the Oriental people, many of their companions died at the hands of Master Alger and his companions.

"Master Alger, you and your men abandon darkness and turn to light at critical moments. This is the miracle of Christ." Arod highly praised Mr Alger and his men for their role in seducing the Pomeranians.

"Ah, noble man, please hurry up and talk about the key points. This outfit makes me uncomfortable like watered cowhide leather." Master Alger uneasyly pulled his frank clothing. The frank service he and his men were wearing was indeed funny, but monk Elvit and others believed that pagans should not be allowed to appear at the banquet in strange costumes.

"Well, Mr. Alger will be baptized with his tribe and become a member of Christ." Arod announced helplessly to everyone.

"What? It is impossible to make these pagans covered in the blood of our brothers Catholics." But as soon as Arod finished speaking, the hall caused dissatisfaction among some soldiers, who shouted loudly and cursed Mr. Arger and his tribe members.

"Hehe, what are a group of dogs without minions yelling?"

"Dogs, oh no, dogs are more useful than them. I think they are just a bunch of rabbits."

"Hahaha~." Mr. Alger's tribe members were not to be outdone. They mocked and mocked the Mecklenburg soldiers who glared at them in the hall, which of course caused dissatisfaction among the Mecklenburg soldiers.

"You pagans, please don't kill you." The angry Mecklenburg soldiers rushed forward and immediately fought with the people of the nomadic tribe into a group. The originally cheerful and lively banquet hall suddenly turned into a coupe. The women attending the banquet screamed and hid everywhere, while the men blushed and raised their wine glasses and shouted excitedly.

"Ah, the young men always have endless energy." Master Alger shrugged his shoulders. He walked to Arud with his short, thick and strong legs, and then said to Arud, "My tribe and I can join your army, but you have to arrange a suitable ranch for our women and children."

"Just as we negotiated before, as long as you and your cavalry join me, I will draw a piece of territory for you in Walgastshire, promising you to live freely there, but you must accept my military orders and baptism." Arod bent down, supported his elbows on his knees, and said to Master Alger.
Chapter completed!