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

You killed a werewolf and unlocked the milestone: Witcher (Kill any three dark creatures including werewolves, vampires, demons, and banshees) [Completed 1/3]

You witnessed a witch and unlocked the milestone: Witch Hunter (exchanged bodily fluids with more than three witches) [Unfinished]

You successfully obtained the title of your first Champion Knight, milestone: Champion Knight [1/3 Completed]

Information about a series of milestones flashed through Lothar's mind.

Before obtaining a fief, if you want to get the chance to draw cards, you can only work hard on milestones.

[Witch Hunter] Don't think about it for the time being. As long as witches choose to serve, the targets they choose to serve are all big lords, and the last one is a prince like Count Leopold.

There are two typical examples further up, Richard the Lion-Hearted and Henry the Emperor of Germania.

Their horizons are high.

Furthermore, Lothar also looked down upon these witches.

Although the red-robed witch next to Count Leopold should also be a beauty, compared with Prajna, she is far inferior, and there is no comparison in terms of skin alone.

Except for the witch hunters.

The two milestones of [Champion Knight] and [Chivalrous Knight] can be considered to be completed as soon as possible.

The former still needs to obtain the title of Champion Knight twice. If he does not encounter the opportunity in Venice, he can do it after arriving in Jerusalem.

The latter is much simpler.

In this era, there are bandits and bandits everywhere, especially the nomadic bandits near the Holy Land. They are as numerous as flies. Don't worry about encountering it at all.

The Witcher Milestones are a bit more difficult.

After all, they are extraordinary creatures, and they are good at hiding among ordinary people, making it difficult to identify them.

Furthermore, even if the identity of the opponent can be identified, it will be difficult to kill him. Prajna is stronger if it is strong, but its advantage does not lie in its lethality and speed.

The smell of incense made him feel sleepy.

As evening approached, compared with medieval buildings, the bathhouse with the ancient imperial style had much better lighting. The bright moonlight shone on the marble floor from the dome windows.

Swish——

The sound of water running sounded.

Lothar woke up suddenly, and then saw a beautiful maid in gauze clothes swimming toward him like a mermaid.

"Who is you?"

"I am His Majesty's head maid, Nazi."

The maid paddled in the water and swam over slowly, with a teasing look on her face: "You seem to be not satisfied with the gifts we arranged before, so I can only serve you personally."

Lothar suddenly realized.

It turned out that seeing that he had not touched the maid who was waiting on the side, the head maid took action herself.

He quickly shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I have no dissatisfaction. It's just that I swore to Heavenly Father that I would not be close to women until I expelled the heretics around the Holy Land."

"is that so?"

She couldn't help but look down at the water.

"Absolutely true!"

Lothar tried to clear his mind to avoid the blood flowing downwards.

"You are worthy of being a devout knight of the Heavenly Father. I was the one who offended you."

The head maid stood up, and under her gauze clothes that were soaked by water, all the beauty was visible.

She walked out of the bath slowly, pointed to a pile of clothes by the pool, and said, "Please put on your dress and come with me to see His Majesty. I will wait for you outside."

Lothar changed into a slim-fitting black dress with purple tassels and followed the head maid into the castle.

Purple is a very valuable dye in both the East and the West, especially in the Western world. Except for the rich nobles of the Eastern Empire, almost no one can afford to wear purple robes.

Therefore, a small purple tassel has become an important decoration that shows wealth.

The road leading from the bathhouse to the castle is completely paved with marble slabs, and well-equipped sergeants can be seen patrolling from time to time along the way.

You must know that Lienz is not the seat of Count Leopold, it can only be regarded as a palace, and Vienna is his home base.

Count Leopold's wealth is evident.

At this time, the iron gate of the castle was pulled open by the winch with a creaking sound.

Count Leopold stood at the city gate and said to Lothar very cordially: "How are you, little Lothar, are you satisfied with the gift I prepared?"

Lothar said a little cautiously: "Of course I am satisfied."

"Ha, don't be nervous. I didn't even recognize you at first sight. I used to lead the army with your father in the Eastern Expedition. We were very good friends. I even hugged you when you were little. "

Leopold patted Lothar on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow.

As he walked, he said: "Werner is a stubborn old stubborn. You are his son. It seems that you have been infected with this problem without knowing it."

"We have a very close relationship, there is no need to be so rigid."

Lothar smiled and said, "Indeed."

He is indeed good at winning over people's hearts.

He did not remember Count Werner saying that he had any close friendship with Leopold.

"When are you going to accept my canonization? The heraldry officers and craftsmen are ready to make a private coat of arms for you, Baron of Vienna Forest Hill."

Leopold asked with a smile on his face.

Lothar was a little stunned: "You plan to make me a baron?"

Leopold said with admiration: "Of course, but not just Baron, I also plan to have you stay with me as a personal knight."

"This is the reward I promised before the competition. I'm not someone who just talks."

Lothar said quickly: "Your Majesty, your generosity is well known, but I am coming out this time to take a boat to Venice to fight against the infidels in the Holy Land. I cannot fulfill my obligations as a vassal."

The title "Your Majesty" is not strictly applied. Many lords' ministers and servants will call their lords this way. This is more evident the farther east you go.

As for Leopold's reward.

It's heartwarming indeed.

But there is no pie falling from the sky for no reason. The vassal needs to fulfill his feudal obligations. It is impossible for him to stay in Austria and become a small baron.

That means he will probably be a baron for the rest of his life.

After all, he had no channels to expand to the surrounding areas. He could only rely on serving Count Leopold and hope that the other party would generously give him new fiefdoms.

This possibility is very small.

Because Leopold himself was a count, the title of baron was already a high priority.

He would not imitate a certain general named Lu who rebelled and killed the lord, then his reputation would be completely ruined.

Leopold waved his hand and said: "I know this, but don't refuse in a hurry. I recently plan to upgrade the Austrian border area to the Principality of Austria. If this is done, as long as you perform well. Follow-up , I will consider canonizing you as an earl, alongside your father."

Lothar took a deep breath: "Sorry, Your Majesty, I would like to nod immediately to agree to your generous request, but the faith in my heart prevents me from breaking my sacred oath."

"Your Majesty, you should also know that I have sworn to defend the Holy Land and fight against the infidels."

Leopold frowned, his expression getting colder.

"Little Lothar, do you know what a great honor this is? If it weren't for your chance to kill Abelardo disguised as a werewolf in front of so many people, I'm afraid you could only be a knight in this life!"

For ordinary knights, this is true.

The vast majority of landless knights died in the process of making great achievements.

A considerable part of the rest will be lost in the process of continuing to make achievements, and the other part will spend a mediocre life as a small lord.

Lothar shook his head and said: "I know, thank you again for your generosity, but please forgive me for not accepting it."

Leopold was silent for a long time, and his strong majesty even gave Lothar a sense of fear.

It seems like when I was a student, I was submissive in front of the dean.

immediately.

"Hahaha, he is indeed Werner's son. He really has the same virtue as him."

The seriousness on Leopold's face disappeared and was replaced by a hearty laugh: "Don't worry, little Lothar, I am also a devout believer in Heavenly Father. How can I be angry because of your piety?"

"On the contrary, I will support you with a sum of money. After you have established a foothold in Jerusalem, you can write to me and I will send people to deliver supplies to help you."

Seeing the surprised expression on Lothar's face, he patted Lothar on the shoulder again: "In short, you will always have a place under my command, waiting for the day you come back from the Holy Land."

Lothar smiled and said: "Thank you very much, but your Majesty, don't you also plan to go to the Holy Land to participate in the Eastern Expedition? Maybe we can fight side by side by then."

"Indeed, after I have taken care of the domestic affairs, as well as the affairs of His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Pope, I will lead the army and set off. At that time, let me take a good look at your ability to lead troops in war."

The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and then they said goodbye to each other.

Leopold, who watched Lothar leave, stood by the torch of the castle and said nothing for a long time.

The red-robed witch came to his side and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, we have not succeeded in recruiting him. Hehe, with a witch by his side, he is not as pious as he says."

Leopold nodded and said: "Indeed. He is an ambitious and capable person. It is impossible for ordinary people to defeat a werewolf head-on."

"And Jerusalem is obviously his best stage."

"In that city, even a tramp from Paris might one day transform into a noble lord."

The witch's bright red lips formed a charming arc: "Since you can't use it for your own use, then form an alliance. It can more or less make up for the loss of the werewolf knight I prepared for you."

Leopold snorted coldly: "Shut up, how dare you say such blasphemous words in front of me, I am sworn in with the evil werewolf!"

"Forget it, you have nothing to show for me. You are a very pragmatic person. As long as you can help the Babenberg family rise, let alone werewolves, vampires, and demons, you will use it without hesitation."

The witch's white arms were like boneless snakes, entangled around Leopold's waist: "Use it with confidence, as long as I am here, no one can bite you back."

Leopold grabbed the witch's arm, a trace of fascination flashed across his face, but he soon regained consciousness: "How strong is the witch next to Lothar? How does it compare with you?"

The witch hummed softly: "Why, are you tempted?"

Leopold shook his head and said: "How is that possible? I just want to use this to judge Lothar's potential so that I can consider how much it should cost to invest."

The witch nodded and said solemnly: "I don't know either, but he must be very strong, not much worse than the two old women in the Witch's Tower."

"I see."

"came back."

Prajna was sitting on a chair in the hotel. When he heard Lothar coming in, he only raised his head slightly.

"Thank you so much for today."

"You are Welcome."

Prajna shook his head, looked at Lothar up and down, his nose twitched slightly, and his slightly wrinkled eyebrows relaxed - there was no strange smell.

Lothar hesitated and asked: "Prajna, if I really can't defeat Abelardo during the day, will you take action?"

Prajna lowered his eyes and did not reply.

If Lothar failed to borrow his talent to fight back in the end, she would still take action at the critical moment.

Rules are rules.

Breaking the rules will make it difficult for Lothar in the future, but the premise is that there is still a future.

But she would never say such words. Without the hardships of life and death, she always had the mentality of "Prajna will save me". Lothar would never grow into a master that she believed in.

Seeing Prajna's silence, Lothar said thoughtfully: "I understand."