People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 180 Proposal for Alliance

Lothar comforted: "Don't worry."

"It is not possible to fight at once, and Emperor Henry is not a militaristic person. Compared with force, he prefers to use political means to deal with problems."

Otto recalled the behavior of his own emperor, and felt a little relieved.

If it weren't for the city-states in North Apennines to actively resist taxes, it would not have caused Emperor Henry to launch a crusade.

"I hope His Majesty the Emperor can think of a good solution to the current situation."

The two brothers, led by their attendants, came to the banquet.

In the banquet hall, a group of nobles, ladies and knights were enthusiastically admiring the beautiful oriental dance.

Dressed in cool clothes, only covered with a layer of tulle, the graceful woman with a large area of ​​smooth skin, swaying her slender waist, danced to the music.

The female slaves from Persia will always crush the Frankish women in terms of serving people.

Saracen women were even worse, and many Ayyubid princes and nobles preferred to patronize Frankish brothels.

As soon as Lothar showed up, he became the well-deserved core of the banquet.

Knights and nobles swarmed up, holding wine glasses and trying to talk to Lothar.

Even putting aside those legendary experiences such as "Dragon Slayer" and "Family of the Gods", in their eyes, Lothar is still a powerful earl who can turn stones into gold.

In Jerusalem, in the most popular armor shops and taverns, almost everyone has a pair of Gwent cards, all of which were created by Lothar.

These two inventions can almost be said to have changed the lives of all the knights in Jerusalem, greatly enhancing Lothar's prestige.

Lothar took Otto for a while, and formally introduced his elder brother into the aristocratic circle of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

At this time.

Princess Sibilla came over with a wine glass.

"Nice to meet you, Your Highness."

"I thought you wouldn't find it a pleasure to see me."

Princess Sibilla is wearing a long crimson coat, and her lower body is a long skirt with oriental characteristics.

Wearing a white veil with orbs on her face, her exposed slender eyebrows and clear blue eyes made her look even more charming and charming.

very beautiful.

Lothar silently praised in his heart, but it was not as good-looking as my Prajna.

Much worse than Jeanne.

Lothar replied with a smile: "It is certainly something to be happy to be able to reunite with His Highness after a long absence."

"Speaking of which, I haven't thanked you for saving my child."

"It's just a matter of duty."

Lothar smiled and said: "Even now, I have not resigned from the position of grand master of the Royal Knights. It is still my duty to maintain the law and order of the palace."

"Let's go in and sit down."

Princess Sibilla and Lothar sat opposite each other at the top table.

This is not in accordance with etiquette, but Princess Sibilla is not a simple noblewoman, she is also a feudal lord with loyal knights and vassals.

Even in Europe, where the atmosphere is conservative, no one can control such a noblewoman.

Not to mention the increasingly orientalized Kingdom of Jerusalem.

"Do you want to play a game of Gwent?"

Princess Sibilla took out the small box she carried with her, and pushed open the sliding cover, revealing the neatly stacked hardcover cards in it—this kind of cards even had gold powder added to the frame, which was a top luxury item.

Lothar couldn't help but said, "Ha, Your Highness, are you sure you want to play cards with the inventor of the Gwent card? I have a whole set of special gold cards."

"I have it too. Don't underestimate how much a veteran fan of "The Witcher" is willing to pay for a deck of Gwent cards."

There was a trace of pride in Sibyl's eyes: "I didn't know before that you were the author of The Demon Hunter."

Lothar said with a guilty conscience: "It's not much to know that the author of this book is mine-in fact, this book was written by a lady under my command. I just gave an idea."

"That Prajna lady?"

"you know?"

"Of course, the famous iron knight, if she hadn't been with you all day long, and the romantic knights who pursued her would have already crowded your account."

Lothar shrugged: "I won't give them such a chance."

Sibylah's expression became a little complicated.

"You rejected me because of Ms. Prajna, right? I heard that she is a witch with magical powers. European monarchs are always keen to pursue such a mysterious and passionate woman."

Lothar didn't expect Sibilla to say such words that were close to a showdown.

"Ma'am, I am also an ordinary person. The reason why I was able to make these great achievements is only because of the help of the witch."

"You don't need to comfort me with words like that."

Sibyl raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "If you are really an ordinary person, how can you get witches one after another? And as far as I know, you have more than one witch under your command, Ms. Prajna."

"Don't worry, Lothar, don't worry that I will pester you endlessly. In fact, I married Power many years ago."

Sibyl and Lothar looked at each other.

"Ally with me."

Lothar saw the blazing in the eyes of the other party.

It was a fiery emotion like flowing lava.

"Your Highness, I am only loyal to Your Majesty."

Sibylah emphasized his tone: "But Your Majesty, my younger brother, he is suffering from an incurable disease, and his wife has not given birth to an heir for him. I am destined to be the queen of this country."

Lothar continued to evade: "Then I will become your most trustworthy courtier on the day you are crowned."

Sibilla's tone suddenly increased: "Lothar, you are insulting me!"

Lothar looked at the angry and majestic female lord without changing his face, and smiled: "I didn't mean to insult you, because I don't have the same ambitions as you for the throne, for higher positions, and for wealth."

"No, you can't fool me, you are an ambitious person."

"I see ambition and ambition in your eyes, in the stories you write."

Lothar shook his head and said, "Your Highness, I do have ambitions, but my pursuit is different from yours."

Lothar was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If I want to gain a higher position, I will only be the title of Sinai Bimbun, King of Egypt, instead of being busy with internal fighting and putting the kingdom's safety at risk."

Sibyl asked back: "You just want to open up the frontier and fight against the heathen? If you support me, I will give you more support!"

"No, Your Highness."

Lothar smiled and said: "Your Majesty has given me the greatest support he can. You will not and cannot give me more."

He stood up and bowed slightly: "Sorry, Your Highness, my ambition is indeed great, but we are not the same way."

As Sibylla said, she was married to power.

This kind of person is a political animal willing to do whatever it takes to gain power and status.

An expert in palace fighting, an outsider in administration.

In Lothar's view, if the kingdom falls into the hands of Princess Isabella, and the kingdom is destroyed, but she inherits the title of queen, she will choose between the two endings.

Sibylla would not hesitate to choose the second ending.

And, more importantly, Lothar is very sure that if there are no accidents, Baldwin IV will live for a long time, and there is no need for him to stand in line in advance.

Sibilla looked at Lothar's back, and his face became a little ugly.

But she quickly adjusted: "Stop, Count Lothar, our game hasn't started yet. Maybe as you said, I don't understand your pursuit. But at least we won't be enemies."

Lothar had already expressed his reluctance to get involved in the struggle between the Queen Mother Party and the Jue Party, and this incident gave Sibyl a reassurance.

But right now, the strength of the Jue party is going to overwhelm the Queen Mother's party.

Because the backbone of the Queen Mother's party, that is, the former Earl of Transjordan Leonard, is now only the lord of Calleburg and Montreal.

Earl Lothar, who replaced him, had a good relationship with Regent Raymond. This was a signal that made Princess Sibilla and the members of the Queen Mother Party feel very dangerous.

Lothar looked at Sibilla's firm eyes and nodded slightly: "It is a great honor to be able to play cards with His Highness."

(End of this chapter)