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

On the streets of the Old City of Jerusalem, pilgrims from far and wide are worshiping "Via Dolerosa", which is translated as "The Way of Suffering".

According to legend, Jesus carried the cross and climbed Mount Calvary on his way to the Crucifixion.

The streets leading up to the mountain are filled with pilgrims from far and wide.

They knelt on the ground and worshiped devoutly.

Not far from Lothar's feet, there was an old man in rags lying on the ground.

He kept kissing the stones on the ground and reciting prayers in a low voice, letting the sharp gravel grind a bright red color on the top of his head.

Lothar couldn't hear clearly what he was saying, but she could vaguely tell that he was speaking Latin.

Gaulish is derived from Latin and mixed with many Germanic words.

Although Lothar could only speak Gaulish and not Latin, he could still tell what language the other party spoke.

This old man's beard has turned white, his body is old and his movements are slow.

When he knelt on the ground again, his head rested on the bumpy stones, and his stiff body did not get up again for a long time.

he died.

Someone said happily: "Old John has ascended to heaven here. This enviable old guy, Heavenly Father has forgiven all the sins he had committed before!"

Lothar had no interest in climbing Mount Calvary to see the Cathedral of the Holy Sepulchre.

About to leave.

But at this time, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

This man was holding a Bible, wearing a white holy robe, and shouted loudly:

"When the Holy Land is in crisis, pilgrims who have come from afar, your piety is touching, but worshiping blindly cannot completely wash away your sins."

The pilgrims looked at each other.

Some people showed sorrow on their faces: "Oh my God, merciful Lord, is it possible that the door of the kingdom of heaven still cannot open to us at this place closest to the kingdom of heaven?"

"Didn't old John ascend to heaven at all?"

Someone cried and asked: "How can we get salvation? We have already paid too much."

In the noisy crowd, the priest spoke again:

"Saladin's evil lackeys are gathering, and the infidel army has surrounded the Holy Land. Only by guarding the Holy Land and dying in the battle with the infidels can we get true salvation!"

He waved the Bible in his hand, as if what he just said could be found in this book.

"Go and join the Crusade. Everyone who can take up arms should fight. Everyone who can donate money should donate money. Everyone who can work should go to work. We will definitely win the final victory."

The enthusiasm of the pilgrims was quickly aroused: "God bless us, we will fight to the end!"

The priest raised his tone and shouted: "In the name of Jerusalem, in the name of the Father, fight for the Father, kill all the infidels!"

"In the name of the Father!"

The pilgrims cheered, and some immediately stopped worshiping and surrounded the priest and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Lothar frowned.

This priest is an old acquaintance.

That was Father Beckett who had taken a boat with him to the Holy Land.

Now it seems that he has received a formal priesthood and has used his best "missionary" skills in the Holy Land.

Lothar did not feel the joy of meeting her old friends again, but instead felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

He looked at the few elderly pilgrims who had no ability to work and no money left.

These people were staying where they were, somewhat bewildered.

They don't know if they can still usher in salvation. When they set out, the priest in the small town originally said that they can be saved by arriving at the Holy Land and repenting of their sins. Does this still count?

Probably, it has never been counted.

…

Constance Manor.

Lothar handed the reins to Ryan: "Is there a problem with the recruitment of blacksmiths and carpenters?"

Ryan said with some shame: "Indeed, sir, all the blacksmiths have been recruited by the lords of all parties in Jerusalem. There are two carpenters, and their skills are quite good. One of them once built siege equipment for Count Raymond."

"That's good. As for the blacksmith, let it go for now and let the two carpenters pack their bags with their families in advance and prepare to return to the territory with us."

As expected by Lothar, the city of Jerusalem has already carried out war mobilization, and it has become difficult to hire blacksmiths.

Ryan responded "Yes" and then came back to his senses: "Territory?"

He said with excitement on his face: "Sir, have you obtained the fief?"

Lothar shook his head: "It's not a fief, it's a fief. His Majesty the King canonize me as Baron Yogurts. I already have the qualifications to be canonized as a knight."

He patted Ryan on the shoulder: "You have to work harder. As long as you and Model accumulate enough merit, I will not begrudge a knight's title and fief."

Ryan's face showed excitement: "Sir, I promise that I will make great achievements."

"As for Model, let him give the new recruits a meal to celebrate my promotion to Baron. In addition, we will take them out for training this afternoon. After training in isolation for so long, it is also time for the nobles in Jerusalem to see our Habu. The Fort family’s military training skills.”

"Yes, sir. I promise they won't embarrass you!"

Ryan said firmly.

Return to the room.

Lothar immediately used the extraordinary retinue lottery ticket.

Different from the ordinary card drawing, this time, he did not have the opportunity to observe the card attributes in advance, and the cyan light bloomed dazzlingly.

The light had nowhere to go in the closed room, and finally converged in front of Lothar, forming a giant man with a height of two meters, shirtless, and holding a hammer.

His information also surfaced immediately.

Blacksmith Malus.

Quality: Extraordinary (four stars)

Grade 1

Intimacy: Cold

Strength: 25

Agility: 5

Physical strength: 10

Stamina: 20

Mental strength: 5

Skill: Forging Master [Blacksmith Mallus is good at forging a variety of weapons and armors. His skills are superb and he is worthy of the name of master]

Introduction: Blacksmith Mallus was once the chief master craftsman of the Polish Federation and the blacksmiths' guild. He once built a fully enclosed armor for King Jagiellon VIII of the Polish Federation, but it was eventually used by East Prussia. The grand leader of the Teutonic Knights, holding the sacred weapon [Cross Holy Spear], could easily pierce through, so he was exiled.

"blacksmith?"

Lothar's eyes suddenly lit up.

God bless you, whatever you want comes to you.

It seemed that he had been smoked by the fireworks for too long, and Malus's voice was very hoarse: "You are my lord, right?"

Lothar nodded and said: "Yes, I am Lothar von Habsburg, Lord of the Kingdom of Jerusalem and the Yogurtsburg conferred by His Majesty Baldwin IV."

Mallus lowered his head and knelt on one knee with his huge body like a hill: "Marrus is willing to serve you."

Lothar helped him up with a solemn expression: "I promise, Mr. Malus, the unfair treatment you suffered in the Bolivian Federation will never happen to you again."

He respected Mallus.

Not only because Mallus is a four-star retinue, but because of his identity, he is definitely a talent with the most advanced armor-making knowledge.

Far better than the Lombards.

It can even trigger an armor revolution sweeping Europe and Asia in the Holy Land.

Mallus nodded slightly. He was also a taciturn and dull man with no visible mood swings.

But Lothar's beautiful words are not meaningless. At the very least, the intimacy has been slightly improved. Of course, the extent is not obvious.

"Come on, Mallus, I'll take you to meet someone."

Lothar opened the door and walked out.