People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Early in the morning, the clouds were overcast.

There was a faint earthy smell in the air, as if a heavy rain would fall at any moment.

"Compared to the inland desert, the climate in Jerusalem is considered heaven. No wonder most nobles are unwilling to stay in their fiefs."

According to the geography of the previous life, Jerusalem should have a subtropical Mediterranean climate. Although the summer precipitation will be less, it is not uncommon.

Lothar washed his face by the fountain, and the cool spring water made him cry happily.

Fringila handed over a towel, and asked tentatively, "My lord, you didn't make it clear last night, what kind of relationship did you have with that woman Jeanna?"

"what relationship."

Lothar thought about it and asked, "Flynn, who is the Sun King in your memory?"

Fringilla asked back: "Are you talking about the king of the Bourbon family, Louis XIV? Although I don't care about human history, this point is still clear."

"Sure enough, the simulated battle is just a simulation."

Lothar sighed lightly.

He originally guessed whether after this simulated battle, the Sun King in history would become Charles VII—after all, the history of the world of "Yesterday's Giant Ship" was created by him in combination with real history. .

Flynn was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Let's put it this way, I had a dream. I dreamed that I became Charles VII, won the Hundred Years' War, and won the title of Sun King in advance."

"And Jeanna is my right-hand man."

Recalling the scene in the dream, he felt as if he had passed away.

Although he is now a [lord] template, unlike a squire, he must allocate attribute points proportionally by default. The attribute points he obtains through upgrading can still be distributed freely.

This should be considered a privilege.

After he woke up last night, he first allocated ten attribute points to mental power, not only because his most powerful method is still blood magic, but also because he can feel the dragon blood in his body, which is further recovering , had a continuing influence on him.

This is a subtle process.

Make him act more in line with the characteristics that a "superior" should possess.

This kind of change can't be said to be good or bad, and it can't even be said that it is all influenced by the blood of the dragonborn, or that human nature is fickle-but he still instinctively rejects it.

Of the remaining [-] attribute points, [-] points are allocated to physical strength, making it break through the [-] mark, and the remaining [-] points are added to strength and half to agility.

After possessing the shining cross sword, his melee ability has also increased, and with blood waterfall and other melee spells, his combat power has soared.

"Just right-hand man?"

Fringila was still somewhat suspicious of Lothar's answer.

In her opinion, although Jeanna is not very beautiful-certainly not as beautiful as her, she is still very beautiful. They both had the same dream, and they have been together for so long, so there is no spark?
Hannya on the side packed his luggage on his own, but his movements slowed down a little.

"Yes, in the dream, we are very close comrades in arms."

"And you call her 'dear'?"

Lothar asked rhetorically, "Does this represent anything?"

Seeing Lothar's calm expression, Fringila felt relieved: "Okay."

"Dear" is indeed a very common address, and Lothar also used this address when he wrote to Philip, Duke of Burgundy in the simulated battle.

"I seem to hear you guys talking about me?"

Rang Na led "Grape" and walked towards this side. Her face was obviously not as chic as usual, as if she didn't care about anything, and there was a trace of heaviness between her brows.

"You heard wrong."

Fringila hummed somewhat lacking in confidence.

Jeanne mocked: "A liar has to swallow a thousand needles, you know?"

Lothar said: "Okay, let's go."

A group of people got on their horses and prepared to leave Jerusalem.

Jeanna suddenly said: "Today, the weather is very similar to the weather in the city of Lance and the decisive battle with the Ying-Bo coalition forces."

Lothar took it very seriously: "Yeah, so we have to walk faster. If it doesn't want to be drenched, it didn't rain in Lance that day, but it doesn't mean it won't rain today."

Jean Na hesitated for a while, and then said: "My lord, do you need me to hold the flag for you?"

Lothar shook his head: "It doesn't have to be like this, it was just a dream, maybe it was a bit more real, but you don't have to change our relationship because of it."

He paused slightly, and asked again: "I'm curious, why did you choose to give up the title I bestowed on you and leave France after the victory in the war?"

Jean Na frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe it's because the real you have already left."

"Can you feel it?"

Jeanne nodded.

After the Battle of Lance City, he was indeed completely under trusteeship.

Jeanna's expression was a bit complicated: "My lord, which one is you?"

"It's all right. I heard that after you were captured by the Burgundians, I led 3000 people to find the Burgundians desperately. I chatted with you at the Château de Chinon, taught you to participate in politics, and joined forces along the way. , recapture Paris, Reims, shining brightly, and I am also the one who was awarded the title of Sun King."

Fringira was a little dazed.

Jeanna seemed to understand completely, she said softly: "I understand."

"thanks."

Lothar shook his head and said: "If you mean the first time, there is really nothing to thank, but as your comrade-in-arms, I didn't even have the money to raise a ransom, so I had to bring someone to do it myself!

Anyway, isn't there no chance to do it again? "

In the first simulation, although the history was restored, there was still a high probability of winning the Hundred Years' War scenario—it was just that he didn't want to win so foolishly.

Jean Na couldn't help but said, "This is not what a king should do."

"Indeed, but that's what a friend should do."

After Lothar finished speaking, he shouted: "Let's go, return to Hebron!"

A group of people waving the double-headed eagle banner had just left the manor.

A well-dressed servant came to meet him: "My lord, are you leaving Jerusalem?"

"Yes."

Lothar recognized that this person was the servant sent by Sibilla to invite him to the manor for a banquet.

He should not only be a servant, he should be able to wear the coat of arms of his master, at least he should be a quasi-noble like a knight servant.

"My lord, you have only been in Jerusalem for a day, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

The attendant didn't mention the last invitation or Lothar's breaking the appointment at all, and greeted Lothar enthusiastically.

"No way, who told me that I am a newly promoted earl, and the throne under my ass has not yet been firmly seated. How can I just let go of my territory and waste time in Jerusalem?"

The attendant smiled and remonstrated: "You are joking, how can you say that it is a waste of time in Jerusalem? This is the center of power in the entire kingdom."

"Yes, people say that this city is the power center of the entire kingdom."

Lothar's voice became a little inaudible.

"But those who are good at playing tricks, I'm afraid they will never understand that there is a saying--the one who is strong and strong."

Lothar whispered: "Servant, Baron Godfrey and I are the most solid allies. We advance and retreat in the same way. Instead of wasting time on me, it is better to change the target."

After finishing speaking, he took his soldiers and followers and galloped across the street.

Only the attendant was left standing where he was, looking at Lothar's leaving back with some astonishment.

Raymond's mansion.

Regent Raymond put on refined plate armor with a red background and a hollow yellow cross on the chest under the servant's costume.

The whole body of this plate armor is silver-white, with a large number of golden lions, crosses, golden iris flowers depicted on it, and the edges are also inlaid with gold borders.

In Lothar's opinion, the patterns on this plate armor are too gaudy.

But Raymond was clearly more than happy with that.

The aesthetics of nobles in this era is very simple - the more gorgeous, the better.

He turned around in front of the huge bronze mirror and took a picture, with an unstoppable smile on his face: "I thought this kind of armor would be cumbersome, but I didn't expect it would not affect the movement at all."

This refined plate armor fit Raymond very well.

Because Lothar specially asked Malles to build it according to Raymond's figure.

Malles had met Raymond once, but perhaps this was the skill of a master craftsman, and he could make it fit quite well without using a caliper to measure it inch by inch.

The other was tailor-made for Baron Godfrey's figure.

As for the ordinary plate armor, it is a mass-produced version, but with chain mail, armed clothing and other linings, the defense is actually not much worse.

In the era of plate armor, knights who were too fat or too thin, after inheriting the armor of their parents, would often exchange or sell their family armor if they were in short supply.

If it is some big nobles, they will either reward their subordinates with plate armor that does not fit, or simply hang it on the armor stand as an ornament.

The servant praised sincerely: "My lord, you really look more heroic in this suit."

Regent Raymond said in a deep voice: "Earl Lothar gave me a gift immediately after the court meeting. Does that mean that he wants to move closer to me?"

In fact, he has no essential conflict with the royal party, and he has a good personal relationship with Baron Godfrey. At the court meeting this time, he worked with the royal party to implement the policy of forming a new standing army.

The servant was silent and didn't answer.

Because he knows that his master is not asking himself, but talking to himself unconsciously while thinking. At this time, it is best to treat himself as air.

"That's right, he doesn't have enough strength, he's just an empty earl, Leonard of Châtillon won't obey him."

Whether a lord can control his vassals depends entirely on whether he has strong means.

Lothar's strength is still too weak in Raymond's view.

"Lothar is a talent. When he joins Godfrey, he is equivalent to half of the southern kingdom in name. It is worth wooing."