Arod was wearing a chain mail, but was covered with the Duke's ferret cloak. At this time, the weather in Europa was getting colder, so he put on a fur hat. He turned around and looked at his castle and found Princess Josie's figure flashing through the window.

"Oh." Arude sighed, turned over and led a team of cavalry to slowly leave the castle. Princess Josie seemed very calm on the surface after learning that her brother's life and death were uncertain, but Arude knew that she must be extremely anxious inside.

"I will find a way to find the whereabouts of the Duke." Arod could only say to Princess Josie when she left her, but everyone knew that Duke Mason was really in danger. Many people thought that the young Duke really ruined his life.

"Yeah." When Aruod promised Princess Josie, Princess Josie was also standing at the window at that time. In the gloomy weather, the light rarely shines into the room. Aruod, who was standing at the door of the bedroom, could hardly see Princess Josie's expression clearly. He could only hear Princess Josie agree softly.

"Dede~." A series of rapid horse hooves sounded outside Mecklenburg. Dylan Matt stood in front of the guard room in the castle and looked at Arod and others' backs as he walked away. The servant passing by took off his hat and bowed before leaving. Everyone knew that this hunchbacked courtier was Arod's important consultant.

"Mr. Dylan Matt." Monk Elvitt took several followers from the torture instrument to Dylan Matt, as Arod's palace minister, had just punished a servant who tried to steal things in the castle. The punishment was to hold the servant who stole things on the shackles. Others could throw him with rotten vegetables and mud at will, revealing the head of the wooden shackles, unless someone could atone for him.

"Master of the Elvit Palace." Dylan Matt said after saluting Monk Elvit.

"The Duke is actually going to challenge the Duke of Bavaria. You have a bad idea for your monarch." Monk Elvit said to Dylan Matt with his hands in his sleeves.

"Bad idea? Why do you think it's a bad idea?" Dylan Matt looked at Elvitt in a gray monk's robe. Although the monk's appearance was so simple that he confused some people in the court, Dylan Matt knew that the courtier who was in charge of Arod's court's property was not as simple as he looked.

"The Duke of Bavaria is a great nobleman who even the king is afraid of. Do you think this incident can deal with him? It's too naive. Mecklenburg's power is not enough to fight against Bavaria." Monk Elvit said to Dylan Matt.

"You are right, but this does not mean there is no chance at all. Actually, I don't think I can defeat the Duke of Bavaria in one breath." Dylan Matt smiled slightly. However, because of his physical defects, his face could not keep up with the change in expression, so he became a smile.

"Then what are you going to do?" Monk Elvit looked at Dylan Matt. Since the appearance of this hunchback, Monk Elvit's status has been much worse than before. Monk Elvit, the first court minister of the court, certainly wanted to drive the hunchback out of the palace in one fell swoop, but no matter how he investigated Dylan Matt, he could only find that this hunchback's life was extremely regular and boring, and could not find any weaknesses to be used.

"Everyone thinks that the Duke of Bavaria is invincible, and even the Duke of Bavaria himself thinks so. This kind of conceit and confidence makes him take almost no one seriously. It makes others afraid of the power of the Duke of Bavaria from the bottom of their hearts." Dylan Matt staggered towards Monk Elvit, and said to Monk Elvit as he walked.

"Isn't this nonsense? Everyone is saying that our monarch has picked up some amazing counselor, but that's all!" Monk Elvit sneered and looked at the ridiculous walking Dylan Matt, and the followers around Monk Elvit also made mocking voices.

"Ahem, if a nobleman who is not afraid of the Duke of Bavaria challenged his authority, then the confidence that the Duke of Bavaria built on blindness would collapse like a pile of sand by the sea. That's what we are going to do." Dylan Matt tilted his head and looked up at the Duke of Elvit, saying, "As he walked to the position of side by side with Monk Elvit, he tilted his head and looked up at Monk Elvit. He said the conclusion part of his plan.

"This is impossible. We will be destroyed after many battles." Monk Elvitt's face turned pale after hearing Dylan Matt's words. According to Dylan Matt's plan, they were going to face and challenge the powerful brigades in the German kingdom. This is not something that the Slavic tribes or some second- and third-rate troops can compare with.

"I believe in the strength of our Duke and the Mason Legion under the Duke. Do you not believe in your monarch?" Dylan Matt did not stop his steps. He continued to walk forward, but his words fell into the ears of Monk Elvit behind him.

"These are two different things. Do you have to take advantage of the fate of the entire principality for one possibility? Who do you think you are?" Monk Elvit turned angrily and shouted at Dylan Matt's back. The others were panicked and at a loss. The conflict between the two important figures was not something they could intervene.

"Uh.tsk." Dylan Matt shook his head, feeling sad about the dullness and stupidity of Monk Elvitt. He had long seen that Arod, Duke of Mason, was not a person who was willing to be mediocre. Perhaps Arod himself did not notice the ambitiousness in his heart, but Dylan Matt, who was accustomed to observing words and expressions, keenly felt Arod's inner ambitions.

"Wow, God, you guys, may God never let you fall into this situation like me~." The thief clamped by the shackles cursed. There was not much entertainment in the castle. When a bad guy was clamped by the shackles, people would laugh and gather in front of him, picking up rotten vegetables from the cane basket and throwing them into his head.

"Hahaha~." The thief's embarrassing look made others laugh. In this boring and dangerous era, there are not many days for people to laugh happily.

"Dingdong." At this moment, Dylan Matt walked to the shackles and took out a few coins and threw them into the bowl. The coins made a crisp sound of dingdong.

"Let him go." Dylan Matt said to the soldiers guarding the shackles.

"Oh, it's the lord." The soldier saw the atonement coins in the bowl, nodded and lifted the wooden shackles and released the thief clamped inside.
Chapter completed!