In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Through the hotel window, one could see a large group of idle people on the street rushing towards the castle.

The news that the two knights were about to duel in the square in front of the castle had spread throughout the city.

This is definitely a rare pastime for entertainment-poor Montreal.

Especially for the people at the bottom, it would be great to be able to see with their own eyes the knights who are superior to them, distinguishing between high and low, and deciding between life and death!

"The duel starts now?"

Lothar didn't understand what was going on. He really wasn't interested in watching an unsuspicious knights' duel, but not showing up at all didn't seem to be a good idea either.

After all, that Montreal Knight insulted the honor of the Royal Knights.

"Ulm!"

Lothar called his first hussar, took out a heavy money bag, and said: "Tell Pepin that this is the bonus I personally prepared for him. Remember, give it to him before the battle begins. And tell him , I didn’t watch the battle because I knew he would definitely win this battle!”

Ulm nodded and said, "Sir, I will remember what you told him."

"Andreas!"

Lothar called another hussar and put a heavy money bag in his hand, filled with silver dinars.

"Go and buy some silk, and invite a priest and a craftsman who knows heraldry. Today at noon, I will hold a ceremony to confer knighthood."

Andreas's face changed slightly, he opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Don't worry, you are one of them."

Lothar patted him on the shoulder, which almost all hussars knew was his signature move to show appreciation for a person.

Even many knights of the Royal Knights are proud to be patted on the shoulder by Lothar.

Andrea suddenly burst into tears.

Being transferred to wing cavalry does not mean that they are completely turned into mindless puppets. Andreas was once the personal servant of a knight master.

He knows better than anyone else what a leap he has made from a slave, to a freeman, and then to a knight!

Many servants would fight to death for their masters and would never be able to achieve this honor.

Lothar smiled and said, "Do you still remember what I said when I brought you to the Holy Land?"

Andreas nodded heavily: "I remember a lot. For example, you asked us to ban vendettas, perform military service and pay taxes."

Lothar was helpless.

Will Hans always be my only admirer?

"It's not that. I promised that as long as he makes meritorious deeds, I will give him the honor he deserves regardless of his background."

Andreas' face was filled with excitement: "Yes, that's the sentence, I remember it, but I don't think we deserve it. This is clearly your generous gift."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of kneeling down.

Lothar grabbed his arm and said, "Don't be anxious. When the ceremony is held, it won't be too late to kneel down. Go and complete my task. Don't be too stingy. Follow the budget to spend all the coins."

Lothar watched Andreas leave. Instead of returning to the room immediately, he took out a silver coin and put it on the counter on the first floor of the hotel: "Have a glass of ice wine."

"Yes, sir."

The bartender smiled ingratiatingly.

This big and generous customer made them a lot of money in the past two days.

The street seemed a lot deserted because the duel was about to begin.

Lothar took a glass of wine and found a seat by the window and sat down.

A glass of wine.

There was a faint shout in my ears.

The Dragonborn bloodline also strengthened his five senses, not only his eyesight but also his hearing.

"Lords (referring to all nobles), knights, sergeants, and others, this is an honorary duel to wash away the shame!"

"According to the holy duel rules of knights, this duel is limited to Pepin from Mantua and Odolai from Sechem. Squires, sergeants and any other weapon-bearers are not allowed to participate."

"You must ensure that you do not use crossbows, witchcraft, or any other weapons and methods that are not in line with the status of a 'good Christian'. You must use lances and knight swords to have a duel that conforms to the rules."

"If either party uses weapons and armor created through sorcery and magic, it will be regarded as rebellion against the Father. Even if they win, they will be regarded as murderers and be severely punished."

Listening to the shouts that were most likely coming from the clergy, Lothar couldn't help but recall the duel he witnessed between Balian and Guy of Lusignan.

Dueling is a deep-rooted custom and tradition of the Franks.

Sometimes, even on the battlefield, when two sides faced each other, they would still send out players to duel to determine the outcome of a battle.

It is similar to the battle of generals described in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

In this environment, the national spirit generated is naturally full of martial virtue, and it is reasonable for the Frank knights to be so powerful in combat.

But at the same time, this also means that the vast majority of the Franks are reckless, and when dealing with a powerful enemy like Saladin, recklessness is sometimes more terrifying than cowardice!

"Control——"

Hans jumped off his horse and walked towards Lothar: "Sir, I watched them leave the city with my own eyes. They did not stay in the city at all, and they did not talk to suspicious people."

Lothar ignored the hotel dancer who kept ogling her, and walked upstairs with him: "It seems that I have a villainous heart."

A villain is a villain.

The lesson Humphrey taught him was to never judge others based on common sense.

For example, according to common sense, it was impossible for Humphrey to attack him, but he just did it. Because of the asymmetry of information, Lothar could not have imagined that there would be the "evil god's bewitchment" factor.

Who knows if Savodin is also crazy and wants to start a riot in Montreal without giving up the body of this noble governor?

"Am I suffering from persecution paranoia?"

Lothar rubbed her brows.

Hans whispered: "My lord, be careful and you won't make a big mistake."

He hesitated to speak.

Lothar said helplessly: "Is there anything you can't tell me directly?"

Hans scratched his head in embarrassment: "Sir, to be honest, I am a little scared about what you encountered in the castle. If possible, I hope you can take me with you as much as possible in the future. Sometimes, Things that are inconvenient for General Prajna to do can be done by me."

Lothar patted him on the shoulder: "I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't need it. Besides, I am no longer what I used to be. Do you want to practice?"

"Are you sure?"

Hans was a little confused.

Some time ago, in the battle between Lothar and Hans, even if Hans released "Hai", Lothar couldn't last more than a few rounds purely relying on his sword skills.

It's just pure abuse.

"certainly."

"Let's go back and wear armor. Let's have a good fight."

Lothar doesn't think he is Hans's opponent now, but his combat effectiveness has definitely been improved in all aspects. As long as Hans lets go, he thinks he should still be able to fight back and forth.

Both of them put on their armor and came to the backyard of the hotel.

Lothar held the hilt and blade of the sword in both hands, and his vision became narrower due to the helmet.

But Lothar's mental power skyrocketed, and the channels he used to observe the outside world were no longer limited to his eyes.

"Let's start, Hans, let go of the water first, and compress the strength and speed to half of your strength!"

"good!"

Keng——

Lothar strode forward and made an unpretentious chop. Hans immediately found the flaw and raised his sword from the bottom up to attack.

Hans, who was originally extremely fast in his eyes, now felt slow in his movements.

He immediately stopped chopping, avoided Hans' counterattack, and lightly tapped Hans' helmet with the sharp hilt of his half-sword, making a crisp sound.

Hans stopped what he was doing in shock.

Lothar opened his mask and said with some pride: "What, is it different from the past? Come again, this time, you will do your best, and I will also use blood magic to help!"