The fast horses of Swadia set out from the south, across plains, mountain passes, woodlands, and villages, with the assistance of lords and squires along the way. The courier holding the peony flag went north along the road, running from dawn until it was dark until he couldn't see his fingers clearly. The horses were exchanged one by one, and the dinars in the pocket as travel expenses were getting less and less, but the hard work paid off. In just ten days, the messenger rushed from Byron's army all the way to Pala, the capital of the kingdom. Wen.

He didn't have any rest except to drink a large pitcher of cold water, and went to the king's castle non-stop. Holding a flag in one hand and a scroll of parchment in the other (Swadian tradition, important news is delivered on parchment, which is more durable than ordinary paper and not easy to damage) running on the street inspired many wandering in the street to find Inspired painters and bards, they all claim to create works on this theme, and they don't know whether they are really inspired or bragging after drinking too much.

In this way, the messenger entered the royal castle of King Halaus smoothly all the way. It was only at this time that he had time to tidy up his appearance, put the flag in place, and walked into the castle hall with all manners, respectfully before the king and prince. Get down on your knees and offer a letter from the Earl of Byron.

This hall has basically remained the same as when Byron became the earl to convene a cover. It is still luxuriously decorated and decorated with exquisite marble velvet cushions on the throne. But the difference is that when Byron came back, King Harolds was still full of energy, with few expressions and movements, making it difficult for people to guess his mind (except for greed, which is well known), and as a king He is also very imposing. Although Byron hates him, he will immediately feel guilty when he looks at him, secretly cursing the old man for not being able to deal with him now, and then reluctantly compromise.

But this time, King Harlaus seemed to be a different person. His grizzled hair was all grey, and the exhaustion of his body and mind made him ten years old all of a sudden, his back couldn't straighten up, and he lost his strength when he spoke. His eyes were cloudy, and he was not only old but also physically and mentally exhausted. .

"Samsara Paradise"

King Harolds sat on the high throne, nodded to the people around him, and the servant immediately stepped forward to take the letter and delivered it to the king.

King Harlaus rubbed the inkpad coat of arms, opened the scroll, read it carefully, and then handed the scroll to Prince Harauu, signaling him not to speak with his eyes.

"Byron has occupied Jelkala!?"

But it is a pity that Prince Harauu obviously lacked understanding of keeping silent and calm. His voice was so loud that everyone in the room heard the news. Even the messenger was stunned for a moment. After all, he didn't know the contents of the letter, and when he set off, Byron's troops had just broken into Gelkala, and they were still far away from occupying it. And the messenger's momentary astonishment was obviously noticed by King Harolds.

"Halau!" The king glared at the prince. If the old lion roared angrily, it would still make the cub tremble with fright. His Royal Highness the Prince glanced at his father nervously. There was a gleam of light in the old king's eyes. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Harau to shut up and read the letter quietly.

"Come on, brave warrior. So Byron has taken Jelkala?" King Harlaus asked, staring at the messenger.

"When I left, Earl Byron had already taken down the four gates of Jelkala, and I think he is already holding a celebration banquet." The messenger was stared at by the king, so he honestly confessed to himself know everything.

"Very good, now you can take a good rest. Take these gold dinars to eat some barbecue and drink some red wine. I will reply to you tomorrow morning and just bring him to Von Byron."

After the king finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the messenger quickly bowed and left.

In the next few minutes, the advisers in the room hurriedly and cautiously asked about the war in the south, but the king didn't say much, he just repeated several times "Von Byron has taken Jerkala." Then he took a picture. We patted son on the shoulder and went to scatter in garden with him.

In this season, the king's garden is so beautiful that dozens of beautiful flowers form a beautiful sea of ​​flowers. Under the hard care of the gardeners, members of the royal family and visiting nobles can visit it comfortably and take a rest for a while.

"Did von Byron ask you for the city?" Prince Harauu asked in a low voice while his father was fiddling with flowers after being silent for a long time.

"No, he doesn't want anything." King Harolds said without turning his head, as if he cared more about the little flower in front of him than the gain or loss of the vast land.

"Isn't this a good thing? Generally speaking, the city should belong to the person who occupies it. We have already robbed him once before in Veluga, and now he offers the city on his own initiative. If it is used as the directly-administered land of the royal family , that is the endless dinar river!" Prince Harauu said with some doubts.

"No, although I haven't met him a few times, I know what kind of person he is, and he wouldn't take the initiative to do such a thing, especially in the face of such a rich land, he couldn't be willing to just spit it out. Either he told us in advance before occupying the city at all, or he felt that he could not hold the city after occupying the city. After all, no matter how hard Graves and Kestor bit him, he, an outsider, would not be able to benefit from it. Of course, the most likely The most important thing is that he knows that I will not seal this piece of land to him, so he just saves trouble.” Speaking of this, the king cut off the flower and straightened up, while Prince Harauu hurried over to help him, but His Majesty stretched out his hand to stop it. He indicated that he was not that old yet.

"So, you don't intend to grant Jelkala to Byron?" the prince asked tentatively.

"Of course, I will never hand over the rich land around him to von Byron again! Think about it for yourself, doesn't he have enough dinars? Isn't the land he controls enough to plant? Are his soldiers not enough? I could give him some lands in the north bordering Nord without him even asking, those lands are more difficult for him to manage than nothing. But if we keep giving him the lands in the south... my son, you will inherit My throne, do you think that as a king you would like to see a lord who is too powerful for you to control? His land will be consolidated in the south and become a de facto new Rhodok, now Aesop The old witch Na has confused many lords to follow him, if there is another problem in the south, we have no spare energy to go on a conquest, and our battle against the south these years will be in vain."

"But most of those lands were taken by Byron..."

"That's what he deserves!" King Harlaus's voice suddenly became louder: "He is a commoner from a foreign country, a fellow with no noble blood, I not only made him a nobleman, but even made him a count. The land granted to him is more than many distinguished families with a long history. He should know how to be grateful! Now it seems that a mercenary is a mercenary, greedy and untrustworthy, let him be our watchdog in the south, Tess It is enough for Wadia to guard the south. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com "When it comes to Byron, the king is always a little displeased and disdainful.

"But that piece of land still has to be sealed off. Since Byron said he won it, let's take it as it is, and we can't seal it to ourselves. That would push other lords to Aisona. Besides, we don't know What is the situation in that city? If Byron is just talking big, then we will not only lose the city, but also lose the support of more lords because of his behavior of constantly leaving the land to himself. If he really occupied and held that This is the best way for us to gain the support of the lords, but we have to choose.”

When he said this, the king had already walked out of the garden, and his attendants led him his horse, with crossbows and spears on his back.

"Dad, you are..."

"I'm going hunting. I've been preparing for two days. You can go with me. We'll talk about other things on the way." After that, the king rode his horse skillfully and his father tried to run around the yard twice.

Prince Harauu, on the other hand, spared his head where he was, thinking about what his father said, and trying his best to understand.

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