A caravan starting from Hamburg, carrying the Pirate Kingdom flag, heading towards the south. The caravan consists of more than twenty pack horses and a manned carriage, and is not large in scale. The escorts of the caravan were pirates from the Pirate Kingdom, with about a hundred people. In addition, there are also miscellaneous personnel such as bookkeeping, horse feeding, and doctors, all from Bremen.

Everyone thought this was a normal caravan. Hanging the flag of the Pirate Kingdom is a trend in recent years, which means that this caravan is protected by the Swedish king of the Pirate Kingdom. This can intimidate a group of nobles in the Almani Federation and let them dispel the idea of ​​being unfavorable to the caravan. Hiring pirates in the Pirate Kingdom is also a very common behavior. This group of men from the cold and barren areas of the north are not only brave and good at fighting, but also have good quality and low prices. As long as they pay commissions on time, they are absolutely loyal.

The only thing that is a bit abnormal is that they never spend the night in the city and stay in the wild. Several caravans traveled with them one after another, but until they parted ways, they didn't see who was sitting in the carriage.

However, when the caravan entered the Anhalt territory south, the situation changed. The local lord arrived at the border early in the morning and brought a large group of guards. The local Count sat on his tall horse and looked out. At noon, when the carriage appeared, he hurriedly jumped off the horse and took a few soldiers to meet him.

On one hand, there were nobles and on the other hand, there were civilians. As soon as the flag of Count Anhalt appeared, the people in the carriage should get off the car immediately. But the situation was completely opposite. Not only did they not see people coming down on the carriage, but two people next to the carriage who looked like mercenary leaders stopped Count Anhalt.

Earl Anhalt was not angry at all, but nodded and asked carefully: "May I ask, is the 'big man' sitting here?"

Among the two men who looked like leaders, the one on the left looked particularly bold. His hair was untrimmed and stretched freely, and he looked like a wild lion. Faced with the problem of Count Anhalt, he said in a rough voice:

"Yes, there is a pirate king sitting here. My name is Estrard. There are still too many people here. It is not convenient for the king to come forward. If you have any problems, just tell me."

"That's good, that's good." Earl Anhalt said, "There is the territory of Turing roots ahead, and it goes westward to Hessen. People from the Kingdom of Heroes are not very welcome. The caravan knows this and will take down the flag of the Kingdom of Heroes when passing by this place. But they will inevitably interrogate you. To be on the safe side, you will rest here for a few days. Wait until I set out with the lords along the way, and then send someone to escort them to avoid embarrassment."

Another leader was also burly. His waist was straight and his eyes were sharp like a sharp sword. His clothes were tightly tied, both dignified and convenient to take out weapons to fight at any time. He glanced all the people brought by Earl Anhalt and said coldly: "This trip is extremely secret. Except for a few of you, our king does not want her itinerary to be known to others. You should have taken appropriate precautions, right?"

"I understand, I understand, these are my confidants. There are other troops in the distance, and they have cleared the nearby personnel since the beginning of the morning. When I greet other lords, I will also say that this is my goods and ask them to take care of them in my name, so I will ensure that there is no news of it!"

"Okay, it's not bad." said the leader, "My name is Yarmal. Regarding safety issues, I will contact me in the future."

"Then," Count Anhalt pointed to the carriage and whispered, "Can I say hello to the adults inside?"

Estrard and Yarmal looked at each other, then turned their bodies to signal Count Anhalt to go over.

"Please pay attention to your words and deeds. The king here has a bad temper."

The Earl of Anhalt nodded repeatedly. Of course, he knew that the Swedish king was not a person who was easy to mess with. The Duke of Anhalt in the north of Anhalt, the former lord Otto, was said to have diarrhea and never returned. Then he was hated by the King of Sweden and secretly sponsored the local farmers and sent Duke Otto to the gallows. There was no new lord there now, and it became a peasant autonomous republic.

He walked carefully to the side of the carriage, gently buckled the door, and then put his face on the carriage and whispered: "King of Sweden, I am the earl of Anhalt, come to say hello to you."

At this moment, an arrow suddenly shot, brushed the face of Count Anhalt, and shot into the carriage!

Before Earl Anhalt could react, Estrard shouted angrily: "There are assassins!"

The pirate in charge of escorting immediately rushed towards the direction of the arrow flying, while Estrard angrily grabbed Count Anhalt's clothes: "How did you work? Didn't you say that the nearby area was emptied? How could there be assassins?"

Count Anhalt was already shocked by this sudden change: "I...I don't know. I will let my troops arrest the assassin now..."

"After chasing me, I've already chased you, you're still chasing me! Just say, how are you responsible?"

"I... let go of me, why am I a nobleman too?"

Estrard glared at the eyes, and it was like slapping Earl Anhalt. Earl Anhalt looked at Yarmal beside him. The leader looked more rational. He hoped that Yarmal could help convince Estrard to calm down.

"This trip has always been a top-secret incident that only a few people know about. Why was the assassin known?" Yarmal looked at Count Anhalt coldly, "We were doing well all the way along the way. Why did an accident happen when we arrived at the Count Anhalt? Explain us?"

The implication of Yarmar's words was that he accused Count Anhalt of planning the assassination. Count Anhalt felt unreasonable. He had to turn his head to the carriage. It was not until then that he remembered that the group of pirates had been holding him at the beginning, and no one asked how the adult in the car was injured.

"King of Sweden? King of Sweden? Are you okay? I am really innocent..."

"King of Sweden? Is there a King of Sweden?"

A man's voice came from the carriage. The arrows flying into the carriage were thrown out, and the curtains of the carriage were pulled open, and inside was a battle-hardened pirate lord. He poked his head out of the carriage and revealed the beautiful blonde hair that even made women jealous.

"This is a lord of Norway, the 'hair salon king' Haral." Yarmar introduced, "This time he is on behalf of the King of Sweden and the King of Heroes, and is on his way to Paris."

"What a dangerous arrow, it cut through my ear and made a little scratch."
Chapter completed!