"Hahaha, Lord Count Cantanos, thank you very much for your hospitality."

A nice banquet was being held in Kantanos Castle, which was regarded as Count Kantanos' reception for Karl.

Count Cantanos actually took out some wine that he had treasured for a long time and let Karl taste the good stuff.

He gently shook the light rose-colored juice in the tall glass, and a wisp of the unique aroma of wine, which could not be described as mellow, fruity, or concentrated fragrance, came from the simple nose and refreshed the heart. He took a sip and left a trace on his teeth and cheeks.

Fragrant, even burping and yawning have a lingering fragrance.

Some delicacies such as roasted chicken were served. It was obvious that Count Cantanos usually enjoyed himself. At least there was no shortage of these things, otherwise he would not have prepared them so quickly.

Count Cantanos is a fat man with a big belly. He became a count by inheriting the title of the old Count Cantanos. His daily life is how to get enough happiness in this Fort Cantanos.

But it would be a big mistake to underestimate him because of this, or to be precise, to underestimate Count Cantanos.

The county of Cantanosburg is not small, and the territory controlled by Count Cantanos is enough to give him enough influence.

Not to mention anything else, Count Cantanos has an army of at least five to six hundred people, and even has seven or eight knights working for him. If his vassals are included, then his army will be even more, which can break through.

Nothing is impossible.

This is only a standing force. If he wanted to mobilize the entire force of Kantanosburg County, he could pull out a team of more than 2,000 people.

This is undoubtedly a terrifying number, at least for Karl. Even if Karl can completely control the Silder Manor and the attached villages, it is considered good to be able to draw 300 people under general mobilization.

Karl couldn't help but be a little envious. All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome, just like Count Cantanos. He seemed to have no ambition or ability, but it was destined from the moment he was born that he would be

The ruler of this vast territory.

"It seems that Sir Carl is a little drunk... uh..." Count Kantanos also drank to his heart's content and burped. He found that Carl's eyes seemed to be a little blurred, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Butler, please send Sir Carl down to rest for the night. Remember to entertain my friend well." Count Cantanos blinked and showed a smile that you know how to do.

"As you wish, Lord Count." The butler nodded, he understood what Count Cantanos meant.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Count Cantanos waved his hand, and soon someone picked up the already unconscious Karl and left.

That night, Carl had a good dream. He dreamed that he came to a very gentle place. It was very comfortable here, and the white clouds here were very soft. He went to scratch it and the feeling was still unforgettable.

After a groggy night, Karl opened his eyes drowsily and stared at the unfamiliar room for a moment, then recalled that he seemed to be drinking in Count Cantanos's castle.

"Am I drunk?" Karl rubbed his forehead and sat up. The feeling of being drunk was uncomfortable, and he was grinning from the headache.

As he sat up, the bed quilt slid down, revealing a snow-white body, a faintly rosy face, and the looming proud white rabbit, which was full of charm.

Karl was stunned for a moment. His brain couldn't react for a while, but the next moment something in him seemed to react and he stood upright.

He was originally a hot-blooded young man, whether it was before or after time travel, how could he not react to such a scene?

As if aware of Karl's change, the woman stretched lazily and opened her eyes, her eyes meeting Karl's.

"Ah, Sir Sir, are you awake?" The woman's voice was very pleasant, as sweet as a silver bell.

Karl swallowed, his eyes always moving downward unconsciously, but he was immediately stopped.

"You, you, you...who are you?" Karl couldn't help but ask.

"I have been arranged to serve you by Your Majesty the Earl."

Karl understood that this was the maid arranged by Count Cantanos. At the same time, he also understood that this kind of thing was normal in this era. Which nobleman is not a passionate seed? Just kidding, they are afraid of having no entertainment facilities.

Don't treat this kind of thing as entertainment.

But Karl is different from them! Although Karl is a noble, he was just a young man in the 21st century not long ago. Even after time travel, the former Karl was just the second son of Sir Dias’ family, and he had to eat all the food.

If you are not full, where will you get the experience and money to do this?

So it's embarrassing to say that even before last night, he was still just a baby...

Well, the identity of Chu'er officially ceased to exist last night. Although Karl was drunk and couldn't remember what happened, he understood everything from last night's dream and what he saw now.

The maid looked at the young nobleman with interest. Last night, she had already vaguely guessed that it was the first time this pickpocket had experienced this kind of thing, and now seeing the shy expression on the other side confirmed her guess.

But when she thought about last night, her face turned a little red.

"Obviously she's just a baby, but she's so powerful..." the maid thought to herself, as she almost fell apart after being tortured last night.

Karl shook his head violently to wake himself up. He was really a little confused now. He came to visit Count Cantanos and ended up being so worried, which really frightened his little heart.

While he was still thinking about what to do next, the maid had already dressed and was standing respectfully.

"Sir Sir, please let me dress you." After saying that, the maid was about to come forward again, and Carl was so frightened that he waved her hands quickly.

"No, no, you go back first, I can do it myself."

"This... okay." Seeing Karl's resolute attitude, the maid had to give up and left Karl's room.

As the other party left, Karl finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly tidied up his clothes.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I saw Count Cantanos already eating breakfast, and the table was filled with sumptuous dishes.

"Sir Carl, haha, I was just about to ask someone to call you. How are you? How was your night last night?" Count Cantanos said with a smile.

Karl thought again of the embarrassing and bloody scene just now, and there was a faint redness on his cheeks.

"My lord Earl...this arrangement of yours is really too much for me to bear..." Karl smiled bitterly, shook his head and sat across from Earl Cantanos, and soon a servant brought him breakfast.

"Hahahaha, I thought Sir Carl might like it." Count Kantanos saw the other party's embarrassment and joked.

After they had had enough wine and food, Karl said goodbye and left Count Cantanos's castle. Count Cantanos didn't want to stay. He also knew that the other party had his own things to do.

"He is a very interesting young man." Standing in front of the window of the castle, Count Cantanos said with interest as he looked at the other person's retreating figure with his hands behind his hands.

"Lord Earl?" The butler was a little confused.

"It's nothing, go back. There should be time to deal with him again in the future. By the way, I heard that the guys from the Eric family don't seem to have much dealing with Sir Carl?" Count Cantanos asked.

"Yes, Baron Thors wants to get rid of Sir Carl. Even the Earl of Lens did not further reward Sir Carl with the shadow of Baron Thors." The butler nodded.

"Ha, that's interesting. You can arrange some people. If the guys from the Eric family want to make some small moves here, then block them back, but don't reveal your identities." Count Cantanos ordered.

"Obey my master."

If other people heard their conversation, they would be extremely shocked. They must know that most nobles do not know about the things that Baron Thors and Karl did not deal with, let alone the deeper impact on the reward.

After giving the instructions, Count Cantanos turned around and walked towards the depths of the castle. The deep corridor seemed to be endless, just as deep as Count Cantanos...

…

"Kevin, how is the mercenary matter resolved?" Karl asked.

Kevin thought for a while and briefly recounted everything that happened. Of course, most of the plot was briefly mentioned.

"Two hundred silver natas a year... That's not bad. Let's go, take our army with us, and we'll meet them outside the city."

Karl waved his hand, put on his own armor, and headed outside the castle.

By the time Karl and the others arrived outside the castle, the mercenaries had already set up their teams, and they seemed to be well disciplined. They were all wearing leather armor, which showed that they had good fighting ability.

However, when they saw fifteen heavy infantrymen covered in chainmail, they were still unconsciously shorter and their momentum was dampened.

If the fight really starts, Sylvia has no doubt that they will be defeated. Not to mention how difficult it is to deal with those heavy infantry, Karl, Kevin and Berg alone will give them a lot of trouble. After all, the three of them are even equipped with war horses.

Armored.

"Who's the leader?" Carl shouted.

"Honorable Sir, I am Sylvia, the leader of this mercenary army, and we are willing to serve you." Sylvia walked out, knelt down on one knee, put her hand on her chest, and said the oath of allegiance.

The same is true for the mercenaries behind him. They have long known that this time they will become the real army of the nobles and their lives will be stable.

Those who were dissatisfied had already left with Bruce, so there was no emotion here.

"Very good, from now on you are no longer mercenaries, but my army. By the way, did you have the name and flag of the mercenary group before?" Karl asked.

"Sir, we are the Hagrid Mercenary Group, and this is our flag." A mercenary came out, holding a flag in his hand. His eyes were a little complicated. After all, this flag carried too much for them.

.

The flag is entirely red and white, with a white background and a red cross in the center.

"Very good, I now declare your name to be the Haig Corps. You will keep this flag as the flag of your regiment, symbolizing your glory!


Chapter completed!