The golden lion holding a sword and a black lion walking side by side on the way home. Arod raised his head from time to time to look at the flag floating above his head. Because he had no servant, the flag could only be held by a servant, but the servant beat the flag to the east and west, which made Arod's face sink.

"You need your own servant, but I'm worried if you can afford it." At this time, a girl rode a maroon horse to him, and the girl who taught him archery at Sir Avan's archery range.

"Miss Josephine, you really underestimated my financial resources. Your father Sir Avan also underestimated me." Aruod's mouth raised, and he held the reins of the war horse under his crotch and said to the red-haired girl.

The girl was Miss Josephine, the daughter of Sir Avan. After knowing her identity, everyone in the Wendell family was shocked. They did not expect that the chubby Sir Avan would give birth to such a young and energetic girl.

"I know you have seized a lot of trophy in the battle with the Duke of Saxony, but if you don't have your own territory, the money will sooner or later disappear due to your various expenses. I have always helped my father manage his purse, so I know very well how weak and powerless a nobleman's purse is." Miss Josephine shrugged her shoulders and was not concerned about Arod's words. After all, bragging is also one of the privileges of the nobles.

"So why did your father let you follow us and leave him?" Aruod curled his lips, glanced at Josephine with a squint, and said to the overconfident **.

"My father seemed to want me to marry your big brother, so I said I would go to Black Swamp Village with you. He agreed without saying a word, but in order to protect me, he sent my cousin to follow me, and in fact I could protect myself." Miss Josephine said distractedly, his cousin with black hair, brown eyes, and leather armor, and was a taciturn family.

"Will your father agree to this way?" Aruod looked at the close-fitting leather armor that Josephine was wearing. It has to be said that this cheerful noble lady has a good figure. Her chest is bulging and her tight leather armor is supported. Her butt is slightly raised due to sports. Her tight thighs have to make Aruod, who has an otaku soul, exclaim. Josephine has the potential to be an otaku goddess.

"I said that my father always wanted a son, and those embroidery and skirts were the things I hated the most." Josephine pounded up and down as the horses rallied, and Aroud felt like a fierce horse that was not easy to tame.

"Then do you like Ifu?" Aruod asked with a sour smell.

"Haha, I can only choose a man who is better than me. Your brother looks good, who knows?"

"Well." Aruod thought to himself, how can all good things fall on Yifu? Isn't it just that he was born a little earlier than him?

"Arod, come here quickly and see here." Just as Arod was chatting with Josephine, Baron Wendell rode his horse in front of him, tightened the reins of his horse under his crotch in front of them, and his mount neighed and raised his head.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Looking at Baron Wendell's appearance, Aruod also became alert. He grabbed the horse's abdomen, and the mount instinctively jumped and rushed forward.

When Aruod came in front, he found that there was a sad scene in front of his team. Two caravans were overturned to the ground on the muddy trail, and two women's bodies were lying on the caravan. They seemed to have been killed by a sword from behind. They fell to the ground a few steps away. A middle-aged man who looked like a traveler was lying in the middle of the road, but his head rolled into the grass on the side of the road.

"Did the robber do it?" Josephine's voice came from behind Arod. Arod was so shocked that he almost pulled out his sword. Looking at the tragedy in front of him, everyone's nerves became tense.

"It should be, look at the remaining javelins, which are the Slavs' weapons. Let the servants hold all the weapons, and it's not peaceful here." Baron Wendell nodded, and he turned his head and shouted to the people behind him.

"Why are you here? It's dangerous here." Aruod felt helpless about this lady who was everywhere. When did she follow her up, she was like a cat.

"Don't worry, the robbers who just had a vote didn't attack us so quickly." Josephine pursed her mouth and said to Arod.

"How do you know?" Aruod asked curiously.

"There was a team of Sislav robbers who once attacked my father's territory. It was a disaster. Those guys burned all the things they could." Josephine's expression became solemn, as if she was still scared of the pagan Sislav.

"How many pagans are there?" Arod frowned. He almost forgot about the religious contradictions of this era, but why did the pagan Slavs appear here.

"I don't know, but we must be careful, after all, we carry a lot of baggage." Baron Wendell said loudly, and he turned his head and patroled around and found that Ev was not around. "Where is Ev, where is Ev?"

"I'm here." Iff rode his horse to Baron Wendell from the rear of the team, and he seemed to have been hiding from Miss Josephine.

"Take a few people to protect our baggage." Baron Wendell carefully arranged the formation. They carried the caravans that were lying on the side of the road to the side. As for the corpses on the road could only be buried on the side of the road. When the team passed by these victims, people showed fear and anger. That was a complex mentality towards the pagan Sislavs.

Suddenly, the journey home that should have been happy became nervous. The servants and peasants held weapons, and a little movement would make them scream, forcing Arod and If to ride horses in the team at all times to suppress the uneasy soldiers. It is said that the servants and peasants of the Wendel family have adapted to the battle that should not have happened. Arod was a little puzzled.

"The pagans of the Sislas are extremely savage and warlike. They worship their wrong gods with the blood of their enemies." Jodo nervously held the crossbow in his hand, and he lowered his voice and said to Arod.

"Some people say that they will summon the devil before fighting, not only killing their opponents, but also grab their souls." Another superstitious peasant soldier held a spear in one hand and held the small wooden cross on his neck in the other hand, and his eyes swept around the woods on his left and right, as if the devilish Sislavs would immediately jump out from behind the bushes and kill them all.

"Stop it. If they were so powerful, they would have captured the entire Principality of Mason long ago. Is it so hard to be a robber?" Aruod sneered at the words of the peasant soldiers. Perhaps the Sislavs were very fierce in fighting, after all, they were the ancestors of the fighting nation in later generations, but he did not believe in devils and other nonsense.

Perhaps it was true, as Josephine said, the Sislavic robbers did not attack them, perhaps because they left after a vote, perhaps because they were large and all possessed weapons, in short, there was no danger until the sky was dimmed by sunset, which made Baron Wendell relieved and ordered the team to ignite a bonfire in the middle of a forest clearing.

"Crack, crackle~~~." The branches in the bonfire made a crisp sound as they burned. Miss Josephine sat by the bonfire wearing a thin wool blanket. The air was very cold under the night. Only the nobles could keep a warmth, while the peasants and servants could only wrap their thick linen clothes with all their strength.

"Drink some hot ale wine, it will be warmer." Aruod found a marching iron tong pot, put the ale wine in it and put it in the bonfire. Soon the ale wine became steaming. He was giving each of his father and brother and nobles a glass, and then giving the soldiers some. Everyone had never seen this kind of hot wine, but after drinking it, his numb body quickly became hot.

"It's a strange person." Josephine held the cup in her hand. The temperature inside made people feel warm in the cold night. At this time, a sound came from her, and a huge body sat beside her.

"Sir If, what are you saying strange?" Josephine greeted him when he saw that it was If sitting next to her.

"My younger brother Arod, many people think he has a different head than us, in Crave County, and in Göttingen County, he always does something unexpected." Iff put his face on the hilt of the big sword, and looked at Arod, who was busy in the crowd, and said with confusion and envy.

"You seem to get along well with your brother." Josephine smiled, and she sipped the hot ale in the wine glass. Many noble families often had conflicts between brothers due to inheritance rights, but this problem did not seem to exist among the Wendells.

"Ha, you have never seen Arude before he fell off the horse. You know I hate weak men. Before that, sometimes I wish I could kill him." Yifu shook his head and turned his face to look at the bonfire in front of him. The flames inside were beating. All the changes were after Arude fell off the horse. He seemed to have become a different person, wise, fearless and with a special confidence.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing that Josephine and If were sitting together, Arod came over curiously and asked.

"Nothing." Josephine and Ifu said almost at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled. Ifu was rarely able to speak freely with his happy women. The reason why he was so happy with Josephine was because they had a common topic, that is, Aruod in front of him.
Chapter completed!