People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 193

Exhausted from battling wits with the devil, Lothar slept soundly.

Until, a rush of horseshoes sounded in the manor.

Jeanna held the iron helmet in one hand, covered with dust, strode open the door, and walked in. Her hair and cheeks were covered with dust.

Fringila opened her eyes in a daze, and muttered, "Who is it, a disturbing dream in the middle of the night."

A cold hand was stuffed into her bed, and then she was disappointed: "Ah, I forgot, you don't have any heat on your body."

"Jianna, you idiot, why don't you stretch out your big fool?"

Immediately noticed that Banruo was leaning lightly against the wall, a pair of black eyes shining brightly in the night - she hadn't slept at all, and she realized it as soon as Jeanna arrived in the yard.

"Jeanna, why are you here?"

Lothar barely stood up.

Jeanna straightened her back, dressed in military uniform, and stood upright. She looked Lothar up and down, and smiled: "Because I felt that you tried to use the holy gun yesterday, is it dangerous?"

Lothar rubbed the center of his brows, and came back to his senses: "Because of this, you came here overnight?"

Jeanna gave a "hmm" and said, "I have to thank you for the 'grape' you gave me, my lord. It was exhausted during the journey."

She put the helmet on the table beside her and reached out her hand to say hello: "Could you come over and help me take off my armor?"

As she spoke, she took the lead in taking off the chain armor neck guard on her neck.

Next, you have to remove the armguards, greaves, upper body armor and lower body armor. Without the help of others, it is not easy to put on and remove a full body plate armor by yourself.

Lothar waved his hand: "Let Flynn help you. Although there was no fight in the end, I feel that my energy consumption is more exaggerated than the real fight."

"Looks like I missed it."

Jeanna sighed lightly: "My lord, although Miss Banruo is by your side, your safety is still quite worrying."

Banruo narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't say anything.

Lothar fought with his upper and lower eyelids, and the volume became lower and lower: "You settle down for yourself, we will talk about these things tomorrow, I am really sleepy and can't keep my eyes open."

"Well, sleep well."

After Jeanna said something, seeing that Lothar was lying back on the bed and continued to sleep soundly, she hooked her hand to Flynn: "Miss Flynn, come and help me."

Furingilla rolled her eyes: "No, you perverted crazy woman."

Jeanne: "Huh?"

She said in a playful tone, "Miss Flynn, you don't want me to accuse you of being a disobedient girl after your lord wakes up, do you?"

Furingilla hesitated for a moment, and leaned forward with a stiff expression: "I don't want to help you solve it, it's just an order from your lord."

Banruo withdrew his gaze and continued to close his eyes to rest.

...

The next day, in the morning.

After a night of sound sleep, Lothar, who finally felt recovered, rode to the palace early to meet Baldwin IV.

Smiling at the servant with the sword as a greeting, Lothar walked straight into the king's study.

Baldwin IV was burying his head on the table at the moment, in a very thick book, when he heard the movement, he asked without raising his head: "Is the matter resolved?"

The only one who can come in so swaggeringly is Lothar.

Lord Godfrey might as well, but he's more disciplined.

"That's it."

Lothar nodded, and found a place in the room to sit down.

Baldwin IV raised his eyes, his expression was gentle and worried: "I won't ask you about the process of solving it, but you didn't ask for the ration of the magic gold, so it's a bit strange to deal with a vicious monster like this." Too careless?"

Lothar smiled: "The magic resistance gold is in the arsenal of the Royal Knights. If I need it, I can use it at any time, but it's really not necessary. I have a holy object that can restrain dark creatures."

Compared with the Holy Lance, the Devil's Gold is far behind. Moreover, the Devil's Gold is not as good as the magic hunter's special mithril in dealing with dark creatures.

"Oh, by the way, Your Majesty, I have to tell you something. I have recovered Port Ella."

Baldwin IV was a little surprised: "Did Ms. Jeanne who stayed in Alandre do it? How about the battle report?"

Lothar briefly reported.

Baldwin IV couldn't help admiring: "Recalling the heroic appearance of Ms. Jeanne in the tournament field now, I still feel fresh in my memory. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would hardly believe that such a beautiful battle was actually led by a female knight. It was shot by the army."

Lothar nodded and said, "Jeanna's talent on the battlefield is far stronger than mine."

"It's really enviable."

Baldwin IV's eyes were full of smiles: "Lothar, it's your honor to get so many witches to work for you, but don't be complacent."

"Presumably you have also felt that monsters, wizards, and all kinds of existences with extraordinary powers-the sense of presence in the world is getting higher and higher.

Perhaps, a new era is coming.

Saladin, King Sassan, and the Queen of the Eastern Empire are all trying to form their own wizard or priest advisory group. Don't underestimate others by thinking that you are the only one who has the help of wizards. "

Lothar nodded heavily: "Your Majesty, I will remember your teachings."

Although he acts more cautiously, when facing secular enemies, he often subconsciously ignores the possibility that the opponent may also have a powerful spellcaster.

Although this possibility is indeed very small, once it happens, it will cause a devastating blow to his current weak family.

Baldwin IV changed the subject and asked with a smile: "But Lothar, what about your brother, I thought you would introduce him to me."

Lothar was slightly stunned. To be honest, these days, he was busy dealing with the witcher's affairs, and he didn't pay much attention to Otto's situation at all.

Baldwin IV asked: "Do you think he won't stay in the Holy Land for a long time, and he didn't think of it? It's okay, I don't need him to help me. Werner is my good teacher and friend, and you are also my humerus. As his Your eldest son, your elder brother, no matter how you say it, I should meet him."

"Okay, I'll bring him over in the afternoon."

"Ah."

Baldwin IV nodded with a smile, and immediately opened the drawer.

From inside, he took out a brass box inlaid with gold: "Want to fight with me?"

Lothar laughed and said: "Your Majesty, didn't you reprimand me in your letter not long ago for letting your knights become lazy in the arena and only know how to gather in the shade to play cards and gamble?"

Baldwin IV frowned slightly: "It seems that our Earl Lothar is indeed majestic and majestic in the Holy Land during this time, and he dared to tease me."

He stretched out a finger, and nodded Lothar's eyebrows: "If you say kill the whole family, you will kill the whole family, and in the name of a public trial, this method really looks like your father."

Lothar sneered: "Don't dare, dare not, I am not qualified to be compared with a ruthless person like my father."

Baldwin IV chuckled: "You, you still have a sense of proportion. You know who can move and who can't move easily. I am very relieved of you."

"Lothar, to be honest, if my body really recovers, I would like to fight you in the arena.

Chess isn't your thing, so let's play what you, the founder, do best. "

Lothar nodded and said: "In this case, Your Majesty, I will take the Ayub card group."

"Okay, let's see if I recreated Mengisa's victory, or you recreated Saladin's victory in the Valley of Springs."

finally.

Baldwin IV put down the cards in his hand with a slumped face: "What is the reason for the majestic situation to lose to the conspiracy?"

Lothar smiled and said: "Your Majesty, the Gwent card is essentially just a tool for entertainment. Not everything has its own reason. It can teach people some philosophy. It can bring people entertainment, which is its greatest truth. "

Baldwin IV laughed dumbfounded.

"indeed."

"But if the people in the church hear these words, they will definitely not be happy."

Baldwin IV didn't keep Lothar for lunch. His sickness was only under control, not really cured, and his physical condition was much worse than that of ordinary people.

When leaving the palace, he happened to run into Archbishop William.

The archbishop prayed all night last night holding the box containing the fragments of the True Cross.

At this moment, the eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Seeing Lothar, he immediately greeted him and asked, "Count Lothar, does the werewolf still have the corpse of the vampire?"

Last night, after hearing the movement, he could see it clearly in the tower, and he also confirmed that Lothar hadn't lied to him.

Lothar said with a look of regret: "It's a pity, I didn't control the strength of the fight, and it was wiped out during the battle."

He paused slightly, and said again: "You also know that in order to protect the Holy Tomb, I went through a bloody battle and almost lost my life. There is really no way to control the strength."

Archbishop William was silent for a while, obviously a little disappointed, but he still cheered up and praised: "Count Lothar, you are a pious and brave knight. Your kind deeds will definitely be rewarded."

Lothar knew that this meant that the position of Uldin, bishop of Alandele, should be stable.

"Praise Heavenly Father."

The two faced each other, crossed each other, full of piety, and each had calculations.

(End of this chapter)