"Come out, the count wants to see you."


    Under the guard of four armored guards, the restless milt was taken out of his house arrest bedroom.


    At the moment, the night was deep. In the dark stone corridor illuminated by oil lamps, the sound of armor collision and footsteps was very clear, but milt felt that everything was quiet and terrible.


    He regretted that he shouldn''t have come to Lingfeng castle. Arthur was frightened by Taylor''s death. He might be handed over to the Barrett family for atonement.


    "Go!"


    He hesitated, and immediately behind him came the cry of the knight.


    "Yes, yes..."


    In his trembling answer, milt stepped forward again. He shrank and stared at the swords of the knights in front. At that moment, he almost wanted to rush forward, seize the swords, kill the four guards, and then jump down the wall and escape into the night.


    But he doesn''t have the strength and courage. These guards are not easy to provoke at first sight, and jumping off the wall is only a dead end.


    "Milt, you''d better not do anything bad."


    A cold warning came from behind, and the guard in front turned back and stared at him coldly. Milt immediately bowed in fear and replied, "no, I''m absolutely honest."


    When he came to Lingfeng castle in the past, he never thought these guards were great, but since Thorne taught him a lesson last night, he became afraid of these guards.


    ……


    Study.


    Milt was led in uneasily. He bowed and still wore the coarse linen hood robe he wore last night.


    The four guards left quickly. He stood in front of the door with his hands down and looked at Arthur shrouded in candlelight at a distance.


    "My Lord," he whispered respectfully.


    Looking at the timid milt, Arthur said, "come on, this chair is for you."


    Milt nodded, walked towards the light ahead, and sat carefully in his chair. When he looked up at Arthur, his left cheek suddenly tingled.


    "Lord Arthur," he called.


    "You''re scared," Arthur stared at him. "You used to be confident, especially a year ago."


    Milt didn''t know how to answer. He looked at Arthur opposite, opened his mouth and said, "that... That was the past."


    "What do you think I should do with you? You''ve caused me so much trouble."


    Milt remembered his proposal again, but opened his mouth and dared not say anything.


    Looking at him, Arthur then said, "I was going to give you to the Barrett family, or hang you directly. At worst, I would let you go to the iron mine to dig for a lifetime..."


    Originally? Milt''s heart jumped and his hands subconsciously squeezed his knees.


    "... but Mr. Boye reminded me that it''s better to seriously consider your proposal. However, I don''t trust you very much. Who can guarantee that you will still keep your promise when you regain your family title?"


    "I will, I will!" milt rubbed up fiercely. "Please believe me, I will keep my promise, I can''t betray you! I, I... I''m willing to swear allegiance to you!"


    Then, without waiting for Arthur to respond, he knelt down on one knee.


    "Get up and don''t put gold on your face," Arthur interrupted. "I don''t need your loyalty, and you''re not the one who will value the oath more than life!"


    Milt looked up at him. He didn''t know what else could move Arthur at the moment.


    "Listen, I can agree to your proposal and help you regain your family title, but you have to agree to my terms."


    "I promise, I promise!" milt bent his knees forward, eager as if Arthur would repent the next second. "I promise no matter what conditions! Lord Arthur, please believe me, the campers family will be your most loyal partner! I have no other choice, you can trust me!"


    "Don''t worry. Sit down."


    "Yes, yes." milt quickly got up, sat in his chair and looked eagerly at Arthur.


    Looking at him, Arthur said calmly and surely, "you can take away those vassals who are willing to be loyal to you. I can give them back except horses, armor and weapons, and I don''t need any ransom."


    "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Lord Arthur! Thank you, Lord Arthur!" milt was so happy that he grinned and wanted to set aside tears. He wanted to rush forward and kiss Arthur.


    "Take it easy," Arthur continued. "When you succeed to the family title, you will be loyal to the Duke of kewilt and make public the cause of telosi''s death and her and her brother in the name of the campes family."


    "No problem! Lord Arthur, even if you don''t say so, I''ll do it! You know, they made me look like this, and that bitch''s wild son of telosi tortured me like a dog. I won''t let him go!"


    Nodding, Arthur continued, "in addition, I need you to reform the territory."


    "Change... Reform?" the excited milt was stunned and asked some incomprehensibly, "Sir, do you... Want me to reform like you?"


    "You don''t want to?" Arthur stared at him.


    "No, no, I, I..." milt quickly denied, but he didn''t know how to answer. He hesitated for a long time before he said, "Lord Arthur, I, I would like to, but I can''t do it. If those feudal ministers want to know that I will do this, they must kill me!"


    "Don''t worry, they don''t have a chance to kill you in the dungeon."


    In the candlelight, a smile appeared on Arthur''s face: "Milt, do you understand your situation? Have you ever thought about the situation you will face after regaining the family title? I think you are not naive enough to think that if you regain the family title, you can rest high and enjoy the Lord''s respect? The king''s throne is still full of thorns, not to mention the wooden chair in campesburg. Milt, what do you think?"


    Milt''s heart pounded, and his previous excitement and ecstasy retreated to the bottom of his heart.


    He did fantasize countless times, fantasizing that he had recaptured the castle and became the new count of the campes family; fantasizing that those who had despised their servants bowed and dared not look directly at him in fear; fantasizing that they wore swords and knight guards, stood on the high wall of the castle and looked out at their territory; fantasizing that they would retaliate thousands of times against telosi and her wild son and step them into the castle In the mud


    But he never thought about how to deal with the family crisis and how to sit firmly in the chair in the Council hall. The past situation did not give him the opportunity to think about such a long-term problem.


    "My Lord," he looked at Arthur in disbelief, "but... But if so, no vassal would be willing to be loyal to me, I might even..."


    "It doesn''t matter," Arthur interrupted. "Those vassals have benefited from the Barrett family. Instead of making them loyal, you''d better talk to the Knights. Milt, think about it. Those honorless vassals are likely to kill you. Because you can bring them far less benefits than the Barrett family."


    Milt looked complex. He thought about any conditions Arthur would put forward, such as gold coins, population, even making him swear allegiance, or cede territory, but he never thought Arthur would make him reform.


    This is crazy!


    "Sir, I''d like to listen to you and give up those vassals, but reform the territory. This, this... Other nobles will kill me."


    "What''s the difference between being an enemy of the Barrett family and being an enemy of all the nobles? What''s the difference between being killed by one person and being killed by ten people? I don''t live well. And why do you think I let you be loyal to the Duke of kewilt from the beginning?"


    Milt said hurriedly, "no, the Duke won''t agree! Moreover, I''m not the same as you, and Cumbria is different from the river collar... Sir, if I do the same, the nobles will kill us."


    "The Duke will agree! I promise you!" Arthur interrupted him. "And I said that if you don''t do so, you will also face the threat of the Barrett family. Telosi has two children who have more right to inherit the campes family than you."


    "They''re not from the campers, they''re wild, born of tylosey and Ted Barrett!" cried milt.


    "Who can prove it?"


    "Clement Easter, he, he..." milt''s tone weakened and his face was depressed.


    He wanted to say that telosi had personally admitted to libron that the bodyguard clemen East was the witness, but the other party was dead.


    "No one can prove it!" said Arthur, staring at him. "So do you think you can safely be your Earl of campes without doing anything? No, you probably didn''t sleep a night and were hanged by the Barrett family on the castle gate."


    "Milt, I''m saving you. If you want to be your Earl of campes, you need as much support as possible. As long as you abolish the farm and carry out land reform, all the civilians in Cumbria will support you as their Lord, even if you are not the blood of the campes family!"


    After a pause, staring at milt, who was tight in his chair, Arthur said, "this is the only way you can kill a way. My patience is limited, and the Barrett family won''t leave campesburg vacant for too long."


    With that, Arthur got up, walked to him, carried it away and patted it on his trembling shoulder.


    "I know that you have been treated coldly since you were a child and sent to Shanghe town as an illegitimate child. Now, you have a chance to correct your name. You want to die in your hands for fear that there will be a little accident, which will defeat everything. But milt, believe me, it''s better to make a big noise than to guard the chair in fear. Even if you fail, people will be angry I''ll remember a guy named milt, not another count of campes. "


    "Think about it. You don''t have much time. The Barrett family are already on their way."


    With that, Arthur patted him on the shoulder and walked towards the gate.


    "My Lord!"


    Milt suddenly stood up, clenched his fists and stopped Arthur.


    "I, I don''t know how to do... How to reform."


    Looking at him, Arthur smiled.


    "It doesn''t matter. I''ll help you."


    ……