Perot leaned over the crowd, “What happened?”He asked.

"Monğo Hermon," someone saw the honeysuckle coat of arms on his chest, "we are talking about the lords of the border town."He confiscated the property of the fortress nobles in the town.”

“Call me Peero, what’s the case?”

"I have come to explain it to M. Pello," Simon came up to him with a pleasant smile, "so that, by the orders of the duke, we usually live in the town of Borders, and manage the North Slope mine for the main house.Every winter we bring the townspeople back to the Long Song Fortress to protect them from the evil beasts.At the end of this year’s demonic month, one of my colleagues, the Colese of the Fletcher family, was told by the lords of the border town that his house had been demolished by the people and there was no compensation!”

"Either confess that the house does not belong to you, or put you in a cell and hanged on the charge of defection," he said, imitating the words of the four princes. "Listen, sir, what is the crime of defection, which every manager of the mine has done for a hundred years."

Pero could not help but recall the appearance of the young gray-haired man, although the outside world passed the prince extremely unbearable, but in terms of his two personal contacts, Roland Wimbledon is by no means a general generation.And the crime of defection in this method is only a reason for the other party to look for - the prince did not think of the reason to convince these people.

He had broken up with the long fort, thought Perot, or thought a little deeper, that the prince would not know that every year the townspeople and nobles would go to the fortress to take refuge?Obviously not.He knew clearly, but to impose a crime, force the other party to make a choice, but also let the other side of such a brutal treatment results back to the long song fortress, what does the prince want to do?

"But he is the lord of the border town," said the man who had laughed at Simon before, "the lord has the right to rule the law of the territory."

"The border town is also under the jurisdiction of the western border!"Simon said displeuistingly, “Do you question the authority of Lord Lane?”To stay in the small town to supervise the work of the mine, it means to be an adult.Now Roland has taken possession of all the noble houses for himself, which is openly against the six, and Lord Lane will never sit idly by."

“Are you talking about the executioner who didn’t even give the letters after the death of Hills Mead?”I don't know when Ryan came up, "My father was angry about this."

"Your excellency, Monsieur Mead," Simon said, "it is this man.Now he is acting more frenziedly, and I am afraid that only the duke can stop him, and I hope you will convey it to us."

"Don't worry, Lord Ryan is ready to do it to him."Ryan didn't care, "I came back just for this matter, my brother is in the royal city to light a trade, Elk family only I can lead."

"Really?That's great."Simon said cheerfully.

Pero frowned, although he knew that since the winter letter was issued, when His Royal Highness the Prince chose to stay in the border town, sooner or later there would be such a day, but he did not expect his friends to wear armor.In spite of the strange eyes of the crowd, he pulled Rennes aside and persuaded him, "Don't go, it's a prince."

"I know he's a prince, a prince in a stump," said Rennes Meade, patting Pero on the shoulder, "and rest assured that Lord Lane won't hurt a prince, and perhaps we will surrender as soon as we pass."Even if we want to resist, as long as we rush, those farmers and miners will not run out?The four princes could not dance a knife to make a gun, and I reckon he could not bear a single hair."

No, I was afraid that you would be hurt by him... Peero opened his mouth, but did not say anything, he knew that the other side would not believe in himself, because even he himself could hardly believe that the prince could defeat the duke's coalition on that group of miners.I don’t know why he was always worried.

"Master Pero, your father will let you go back, and he will find you."A white-haired butler suddenly hurried to Pelo and said with an ear.

"I know," said Perot, nodding, and after saying good-bye to Ren in advance, sat down with the butler in the carriage and returned to the Countess of Honeysuckle.

“Father.”He went into the study, and Charaphe Hurmont was writing something on the table.

Hearing Perot’s voice, the count did not stop his pen, “You go and give me the output, number, and income of the territory separately.”I arranged the spring trip.The call-up of the Duke of Lane has come down, and after the snow, we will all offer knights and mercenaries for him to march on the border town."

“How much to go out?”

The count held up his head slightly, "What's the matter, you never cared about such a problem before."He opened the table with the text saying, “At least twenty knights, and the corresponding picks and horses.”Forty mercenaries must be fully armed.Free-nants or more than one hundred serfs shall be equipped with improvised weapons.”

In his heart, Perot estimated that the five of them would add up to about a thousand, and the duke's own people and horses, had already been counted as the power of the West.Even if the long song fortress does not pour out, this team is not able to resist the border town.There are more than 2,000 people there.

“Father, can you not go to war?”He hesitated, or spoke.

"What's the matter, child," asked the count strangely.

"I'm worried about your safety."

Shala couldn’t help but laugh, “Do you know what you’re saying?What is the danger of an elephant stepping on an ant?His Royal Highness has only a few knights and a SS of less than fifty men, and we are ten times more numerous than his!”

In theory, this is true, and Pero would have thought so before he had seen His Highness.But “Father, everyone says that the mud-covered wall will collapse when it rains, but the wall under the way of the Prince’s will not.”They also said that it was impossible for the miners in the border town alone to stop the evil beast, but His Royal Highness not only did this, but even to the end of the demonic month, no one escaped back to the fortress.”The more he said, the more uneasy he was, "Now everyone thinks that the Duke's victory over Roland Wimbledon was but an elephant ran over an ant, father, will it really be so?"

“Enough is enough!”Shalafia patted the table.He got up and walked over to a wall where portraits of his ancestors hang."You prefer to buy and sell and talk business than to fight on horses, which is normal.But business people are not afraid!Those who sail across the ocean are threatened with death every day.”He knocked on the wall and said, “Look at this, your grandfather, your grandfather’s grandfather, who is leaning on the sword and the bow, to stand on this place full of wild beasts and thugs and thugs.”You are so afraid of fighting, I am so disappointed!”

No, Father.Pero bowed his head and did not argue any more, but muttered in his heart, and you know that it was the grandfather of my grandfather and my grandfather.Look at those powerful faces, and then look at your loose belt and spilled double chin.Father, can you still go up to the horse bow?(Unfinished.