In the three carriages were Arod and his wife Princess Josie, followed by a hundred elite soldiers and twenty servants, a large group of travelers. The Teutonic Knight in a white hooded squad rode on his horse as a guide, holding a flag representing the Duke of Mecklenburg in his hand, wherever he went, he would be entertained by the local lords.

"How far is it from Quedlinburg?" Princess Josie sat in the carriage, her bumpy trip made it difficult for her, and Little William always cried.

"It's almost done, the servant rides a horse and says there is a manor in front of me. I think the master there will be entertaining us." Of course, Arod's men would not let the duchess and couples rest in the open air at night. If they did not see castles, towns, villages or manors, the servants would set up tents in the wilderness for Arod and Princess Josie to rest.

"Then I don't have to spend it tonight, and Little William is always runny." Josie hugged and kicked her legs tightly, trying to jump out of the carriage.

"Ah, give him some spicy food and rub his hands and feet." Arod said quickly to Princess Josie, and looked at his heirs in a doting manner. After Arod's death, William will become the Duke of Mecklenburg as the first heir.

"Treat." The Teutonic Knight held the flag of the Duke of Mecklenburg and rode his horse along the path leading to the manor to the door. In this dangerous era, even the manor was built with high walls, with arrow towers inside the walls, wearing round iron helmets, bent his bow and arrow to be vigilant.

"Stop, who are you?" The archer on the manor gatehouse saw a fully armed knight appear, and immediately pulled the bowstring and put the arrow on the arrow vigilantly, lifted up and aimed at the Teutonic Knight approaching the gatehouse.

"Don't shoot archery, I am the knight of the Duke of Mecklenburg. My master passed by here and wanted to ask your master to stay for one night." The Teutonic Knight stopped his crotch mount, unbuttoned his mask, and raised Arod's flag high.

The manor here is from a Saxony Baron. He learned that it was a duke who went to meet the king and immediately warmly invited the Arod and his wife. Because it was extremely decent for the baron to know a powerful duke.

"Hurry up, open my warehouse and bring the best wine and food up. We cannot leave a bad impression on the Duke of Mecklenburg as he is stingy. Who knows if the Duke talks about his journey with the King? "The Baron stood on the steps of the manor house and ordered to his servants.

The servants hurriedly opened the warehouse and sent the wine and food to the Baron's kitchen to entertain the Baron's unexpected guests. The generosity and important social interaction of the nobles.

"Wine and food alone are not enough. We must satisfy the Duke and Duchess of Mecklenburg. I heard that there are a group of wandering artists in the village. We should call them to perform for the Duke. This is a good opportunity for the big names of Bo." The Baroness said to her husband.

"Are there wandering artists coming to our village?" the Baron asked curiously.

"Yes, I heard from the maids." The Baroness twisted her fat waist, her double chin shook, and her ten fingers were like sausages.

"Go and call them to add color to our dinner."

Several baron soldiers hurriedly walked towards the village. The baron had the right to rule the manor and the village outside the manor. The village was not far from the manor. The baron soldiers were very familiar with the village because they were born and raised in the village and served the baron in military service when there was no need for busy farming.

"Why are you here?" The village chief stood at the entrance of the village. He saw the baron's soldier wearing a zither suit and walking over with a simple spear in his hand, and asked curiously.

"I heard that there were a group of wandering artists?" the soldier said to the village chief.

"That's right, but they just left the village and were about to perform in the next village. We gave them some food as a thank you." The village chief said to the soldiers.

"Leave? Where have you gone?" The soldiers were shocked when they heard this. They didn't want to be whipped by the Baron.

"there."

Wandering artists flow freely among the various territories. By selling fake goods and inexplicable potions, and juggling local people for food and small amounts of money, they are people with their own skills, and are also unwilling to be vassalized under the lords.

"Hey. The gray pigeons are optimistic about our goods, and this incident has gone to many places." An old couple sat in the carriage and said to the people in the carriage.

"I understand, but you should give me my money too." A girl's head came out from behind the curtain of the caravan, and she said to the old couple.

"What, your money. What else can you talk about when you eat ours all day long?" the old man scolded angrily, but the girl was not afraid.

"If I hadn't dressed up as a clown, would you get that much money? Those nobles like to watch clowns perform the most." The girl said to them proudly.

"I agree with this. The gray pigeon is very skillful." The old man said with a laugh.

"Oh, this greedy little villain." The old man's wife hit him in anger and cursed the girl's greed.

"Wait, why did you stop in front?" Suddenly, the vagabond of wandering artists stopped, and several soldiers emerged from the grass on the road and stopped the convoy. The vagabond of wandering artists was a little nervous.

"What's wrong? Did you encounter a robber? We have to turn around and go somewhere else."

"Don't panic, it's the local barons, they're going to hire us." Even the wanderers will temporarily show up the leader. After he went to talk to the soldiers, he told people the good news.

"Oh, that's great." Everyone was excited. Being hired meant warm rooms and food to eat, and if they were lucky, there were wine and bounties.

Arod walked into the manor, enduring the baron's chatter with a smile, but for being able to eliminate travel fatigue in the warm guest room, Arod thought this chatter was worth it. When entering the living room of the manor, the servants presented Arod with sweet wine.

"Dear Duke, this is the banquet I brought to you." When the guests sat down, the servants kept bringing food and the attendants holding the wine pot filled the guests with fine wine at any time.

"Food and wine, it seems that we can only count on these." Ron and Harvey couldn't help but smile and said to Harvey when they sat together.

"It's good to have these, as long as I can eat enough." Harvey took a piece of hard bread and ripped it off, dipped it in the broth. Her eyes swept to Princess Arod and Josie sitting in the main seat.

"Ahem, of course we won't neglect the guests." The Baron smiled awkwardly when he heard Ron's words. He didn't want the courtiers of the Duke of Mecklenburg to laugh at him.

"Master Baron." At this time, a soldier quickly walked over from the side and whispered a few words in the baron's ear.
Chapter completed!