Baron Claude said nothing when he returned to the house. He didn''t hurt Manda, only his housekeeper. As a result, two of his knights were injured, which was a great humiliation.


    When Lord Pedros hurried to munchke''s manor to find trouble, he heard that the conflict between the two sides was not serious. The old lord was relieved, but Baroness attia was reluctant to spare her husband.


    "What about that bastard? Why didn''t you kill him? What have you done? Talk to your slave son about the past?"


    Claude Sai bowed his head and said, "Baron Madsen is coming. I can''t do it."


    "What''s wrong? What''s Madsen? He''s a dog next to sorense!"


    Pedros said with a smile, "why be angry with a child? As I said, he can''t survive this winter."


    "We''ll have to wait until winter!" attia growled. "He''s lost all our faces!"


    Claude Sai did not say a word. Attia was crazy. The old lord couldn''t bear it. He drank and said, "good daughter, men are talking! Can''t you look after the children!"


    Attia left angrily. The old lord poured a glass of wine for Claude and sighed, "Why are you so impulsive at your age?"


    The Baron clenched his teeth and said, "that little beast humiliated me!"


    "You think he''s your son, so you can do whatever you want? Don''t forget that he comes from the haze valley. He''s a friend of viscount Sorens and has an indescribable relationship with Marquis munchke. I''ve seen too many things at my age. If you can''t stand this injustice, how can I trust you to give you my family property?"


    Claude Sai was silent. He lost his father when he was young. Lord Pedros had only one daughter. His son-in-law was in love with his father and son. Claude Sai never dared to contradict Pedros.


    After a long silence, the old lord said, "say something serious. Our caravan will start tomorrow. Can the two injured Knights go far?"


    "One is just a skin injury. It''s good to say that the other has hurt his leg and has to rest for more days. I''ll follow the caravan myself."


    "Don''t go anywhere. Just send more people to the caravan. You have to keep an eye on the door. I''m afraid the little guy is uneasy."


    "You mean the beast dares to retaliate?" Claude Sai gritted his teeth. "I really hope he will come. I just want to skin him alive!"


    "I remember it didn''t take so much effort to talk to you. What''s wrong with you?" the old lord was angry. "Stay at home and do something you can do!"


    "What can you do at home?"


    The old Lord took out a package of herbs from his arms and put it in front of the Baron: "this was bought from a witch in Niujiao town. Eat it to ensure your endless strength. I mean there."


    The old lord pointed to the bedroom, and the Baron said with a bitter smile, "I''m afraid Atia is not interested. I lose my face and can''t lift my head in front of her."


    "You are the hope of the two families. Don''t be as stupid as my stupid daughter." the old Lord stood by the window and saw his grandson and granddaughter torturing a group of servants. They invented a new way to play. They stuffed a piece of red charcoal into the servant''s robe to see how fast they could run to the pond.


    The old lord covered his chest, and a dull pain came from his left rib. It could not be said whether it was a stomach or a heart disease. He felt uncomfortable at the sight of the two children.


    "While you are still young, have another child. I can live a few years. I will help you teach the child."


    "Fox and sadina are a little naughty. When they grow up..."


    "I''m afraid I can''t wait for that day," the old lord waved his hand. "Give the soldiers twenty silver coins each, give the Knights eighty, and tell them to start tomorrow."


    ……


    At noon the next day, Manda and others came with the good news of Kunta.


    The sacrifice was successful. Kunta strictly implemented every detail in the book of the priests and received a response from Poseidon and Apollo on the spot.


    "When the gods shed a drop of blood, a gust of wind blew down some candle oil, which flowed on the red carpet of the altar and formed a pattern," Kunta said with an excited smile. "Guess what pattern?"


    Looking at Kunta''s expression, it should be some kind of auspicious omen, but Manda can''t guess.


    Kunta took the red carpet to Manda with candle oil stains on it.


    "Count, just seven. Look at this shape. It''s Hermes'' double snake scepter. This is a blessing from Hermes!"


    It was not surprising that Hermes would appear on the altars of other gods. He helped Manda to the top on the altar of Typhon. He liked to do something on other people''s altars.


    However, under the gaze of Poseidon and Apollo, Hermes left his totem on the altar, which means very different.


    This means tolerance among gods and consensus among them. Poseidon and Apollo allowed the two believers to believe in Hermes, and Manda''s plan succeeded.


    They were overjoyed and rolled together on the bed like children. Yodora walked to the bedside and said, "can I join?"


    Manda hesitated for a moment and said, "I don''t mind. I don''t know if Kunta can do it."


    Eudora sank her face and said, "what I said is that I want to enter the stage."


    Manda smiled, "of course."


    Quinta said, "and Pluto, he has also recovered. I will preside over the sacrifice for you two."


    "Not two, but three, and yourself," Manda pinched Kunta''s small face. "First find out the gods of Eudora and Pluto, and the sacrifice is wrapped in me."


    Kunta''s eyes were slightly red. He lowered his head and whispered, "will the God accept me?"


    "I''m not sure," Manda shrugged. "Do you dare to take a risk?"


    Eudora raised her head and said, "I dare!"


    Kunta nodded and said, "I dare!"


    The three joked for a moment, and a Li Nong knocked at the door and said, "Sir, Baron Madsen is coming."


    Madsen brought important news: "Lord Pedros''s caravan set out, with a total of more than 20 carriages. Claudius sent three knights, 30 guards and more than 100 civilian men. Are you sure bad luck will find them?"


    "Did Baron Claude say go himself?" asked Manda


    "That''s not true. It is said that he is trying to please his wife at home."


    "Where''s Lord Pedros?"


    "He is too old to follow the caravan."


    "It''s a pity that they escaped," Manda said with a smile.


    "Let''s not play riddles. Do you want to rob him of his salt or his money? If you rob him of money, you can only rob the capital of more than 1000 gold coins. If you rob the salt, you can sell almost more than 8000 gold coins."


    Manda said with a smile, "grab the money this time and we''ll grab the salt next time."


    Madsen frowned and said, "next time?"


    "There must be," Manda drank. "The great prophet told me that bad luck will haunt them from now on."


    Late the next night, the sweating Baron claudesai got out of bed and sat in his chair drinking wine quietly.


    The Baroness forgot her resentment against her husband and hung an intoxicated smile on her red cheeks: "I count my life. Today, I want to have another child for you."


    The Baron smiled, "what if you''re not sure?"


    "I may have really miscalculated. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Anyway, there are still a lot of powder left. I have to ask my father to buy more."


    The couple smiled at each other. A maid hurried in and said, "my Lord, our guards are back."


    Tieshan town is five days away from blue bay. It takes ten days to come back. How can they come back so quickly?


    "Where''s the caravan?"


    The maid shook her head and said, "I didn''t see the caravan."


    Claude Sai looked at the maid, who lowered her head and dared not speak.


    Something happened.


    The Baron put on his robe and came to the yard. He saw a carriage crowded with more than a dozen guards.


    When they saw the Baron, some of them sobbed, some were ashamed and speechless, and others simply cried.


    Their left leg has all changed shape. They should have broken their leg bone by blunt force.


    "Sir, as soon as we left town, we met robbers," cried a guard. "All the goods were robbed and the carriage was robbed."


    "Where are my three knights?" the Baron looked around for the figure of the knight.


    "The two knights died in the war. Knight larning knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. The robber broke his left leg and shaved his hair. He said he had no face to come back."


    "What about the others?"


    "Some escaped, some died, and they broke everyone''s left leg with a hammer."


    "Who did it! Who did it!" the Baron grabbed the guard''s collar, dragged him out of the carriage and kicked him hard.


    Seeing the guard dragging one leg and crying with a headache, the scene was familiar.


    His knight once broke Silva''s leg, and Silva crawled on the ground with one leg like this, but Silva didn''t shout at that time.


    He did it, bastard!


    The Baron called the waiter and helped him put on his armor. He stepped on the horse and ordered, "call all the guards together at once!"


    The captain of the guard trembled and said, "Sir, we have less than 20 people left."