Mikhav Vorodjavsky knew for the first time that Chechen was taken out of the prison and taken to Myatersk Castle. This warm-hearted "little man" knight pulled Anjay to the castle and waited for Cheorchen to come out.

Mihau was very confident about whether Prince Yanush would blame Chechen. As a result, Prince Yanush has always been a great man in Mihau’s mind. Since the prince has agreed to Mihau and Anjay’s request, he will definitely do what he says. The whole thing was that the imperial guard prince made a mistake, and Cheerchen did what anyone with a sense of justice would do out of a righteous heart.

Unsurprisingly, the two came out of the castle not long after Cheerchen walked out of it. He was wearing a brand-new clothes, his face was ruddy and his face was joyful, and it was obvious that the prince not only let him go, but also gave him a great gift.

"Cheerchen, Cheerchen!"

Andrzej Kmicicz also saw Chechen, and he yelled loudly.

When Cheerchen walked in front of the two, Anjay, who made no secret of his joy, hugged Cheerchen's waist.

Cheechen, who had just turned fifteen years old, was not tall, and he was not very heavy. He was hugged by the tall Anjay and started flying.

"Huh, huh."

Anjay hugged Cheechen around the place several times and almost fainted him.

Mihavu smiled and watched.

Finally, when he turned to the seventh lap, Anjay put Cheechen down.

And Mihawu finally had the opportunity to congratulate Cheerchen.

"Chechen, congratulations."

"Thank you, Mihavu and Anzu." Chechen thanked the two. In Miatelsk, these two were able to greet themselves as soon as they came out, which shows that the two of them have a deep sense of love for them.

"I just heard that you were put in jail, but we were in a panic. If it weren't for Mihau's stopping, I would take someone into the jail to rescue you." Anjay interjected.

"What happened later?" Cheerchen asked. He was really surprised that Anjay really wanted to dare to do anything.

"Later Mihavu persuaded me. He asked me to go to your uncle to find out the situation, and then go to the commander himself to intercede."

Cheerchen was extremely surprised by what Anjay said. Because Prince Yanush hadn't mentioned the matter of the two interceding for himself from beginning to end just now. But when I thought about it, Cheerchen was relieved. Prince Yanush obviously wanted to make himself grateful to him alone, so he hid this paragraph. And if it weren't for the two of them to run for themselves, I'm afraid they wouldn't be released so quickly.

But since Cheerchen knew the effort that Anjay and Mihav had spent on him, he would repay them well.

"Anzu, and Mihawu. While it's still early, I invite you to have a drink." Cheer Chen invited the duo.

Hearing about drinking, there's no reason for Anjay not to go. Of course, Mihau is more respectful than fate.

Cheerchen rode on another horse led by Anjay's attendant and was about to go to a nearby tavern to have a drink. But this was when he suddenly remembered that Pidro and his companions in the mercenary group might not know that he had been released from prison, so he should inform them.

"What's the problem with this. Let's drink first. I ask my attendants to the mercenary group to tell them, and then call them all over. Drinking requires a lot of people to make it lively."

As soon as Anjay heard Chechen's concerns, he immediately called his attendants and told him to go to the mercenary group.

In this way, things have the best of both worlds. The three of them rode on the broad stone road, looking over from store to store. Finally, I saw the sign of the pub on the third street. The sign says "Canary", which is obviously the name of the tavern.

Because it was morning, there were no guests in the pub. As soon as the three of them entered the pub, the young man greeted him with a smile. The young man obviously had some eyesight too. Seeing that Cheechen and the others were dressed in gorgeous clothes, he hurriedly led them to the best position in the tavern.

"Three noble lords, what would you like to drink?"

"Colleca, wine, honey and apricot wine, as long as you have them, bring them up to me. There will be a few more guests coming later, and today we will pack this tavern. There will be no shortage of a Taylor. Yours." Anjay said angrily. It was as if he was the one who treated him. When he finished speaking, he also threw a Taylor into the hands of the young man.

Seeing the main customer, he rewarded himself with a Taylor as soon as he took the shot. There is no reason for the young man not to agree. He greeted the three more enthusiastically, and the wine was placed on the table in the blink of an eye.

"For Chechen." Anjay raised his glass and said.

"For Cheerchen." Cheerchen and Mihawu responded.

The wine glasses of the three met together. Chechen and Mihawu just drank a small glass, but Anjay drank the whole glass of wine.

Look at his urge to drink, as if it was him who had just come out of prison.

After a drink, Anjay was still not satisfied, and he poured himself a full glass.

Since today is a happy day, neither Mihawu nor Chechen has blocked his interest.

"Hi, Mihawu." Chechen touched Mihawu's elbow.

"Huh? What's the matter, Cheerchen?"

Mihau was shaking the glass in his hand and looking at a mural in the tavern.

"I heard Prince Janusz say that the Kingdom of Sweden has invaded Poland."

"Indeed, it was during the time you were in prison. God really didn't take care of us, first the rebellion of the Zaporozhye Cossacks, then the invasion of Tsarist Russia, and now the Swedes are here. They were there on the 21st. After the border, our two lords surrendered. Then on the 25th, Warsaw, the capital of the Republic, fell."

"So fast!" Cheer Chen exclaimed. He never thought that the speed of the Swedish army should be so fast, and Warsaw, the capital of the Republic of Poland, could be so vulnerable.

"But this is not the worst. Our king originally led a large army back to Warsaw from the Ukrainian front line to resist the invasion of the Swedish army, but the nobles were scared by Karl X and his army~lightnovelpub.net~ They left the king's command one after another. In the end, even our king was missing. The army of fifty thousand people, it was just dispersed."

After Mihau finished speaking, he drank all the wine in his glass. But immediately, he felt that he had said the situation so badly, that would make Cheerchen even more pessimistic, so Mihau changed a relaxed smile and said to Cheerchen: "But this is nothing, the Republic did not know in history. How many times have we encountered the situation where the building is about to fall and the situation is in danger, but we have survived. Warsaw is gone, we still have Krakow, and Wolf; His Majesty can not lead us, we still have big Commander. Even if it takes ten or twenty years, we will drive the enemy out."

Mihau's words came from the patriotic enthusiasm of an iron-blooded soldier, and Chechen's ears felt more passionate.

"That is, we Polotsk are different from the nobles in Warsaw who are soaked in the powder. War is our mother. Although this mother taught us nothing but the ability to kill, this is enough. Regardless of whether it is a Swedish or a Russian, as long as he dares to come, we will cut him off with a saber in our hands." Andrzej also intervened.

"That's it." Cheerchen answered unconsciously, but he immediately asked Mihau another question:

"Then Mihau, do you think Prince Yanush will fight the Swedes or the Russians first?"

Chechen's mortal enemy was Yakov Cherkaski of Tsarist Russia. In his heart, of course, he hopes that Prince Yanush can fight Tsarist Russia first, so that he and his uncle may avenge revenge. And if you are fighting the Swedish army, then revenge is really far away.

Of course Mihawu guessed Cheerchen's idea. But for Cheerchen's question, he couldn't give an answer either.