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

"Okay, ma'am, you'd better stop trying to make excuses for me. If your connections are so effective, you won't need to enter into a covenant with my family."

Starting a county sounds tempting.

But there are many problems to face, and the first one is probably being cuckolded.

A considerable number of noble ladies in this era had very chaotic private lives. This depended on the balance of power between the two parties in the marriage. If the husband was strong and the wife was weak, the woman would naturally not dare to act too wildly.

Of course, there are also those who play in harmony with each other, but they are just a minority.

For many people in this era, wearing a cuckold is nothing at all, and everyone can do their own thing.

You play with your mistress, and I'll find mine. It's a political marriage anyway.

As long as the child was Lothar's, the title of the Count of Augsburg would fall to the Habsburg family.

If Count Werner talks to the countess, he will probably be happy to agree.

Let’s not mention cuckoldry for now.

Regardless of whether they are lower-level vassals or sergeants in the territory, the target of allegiance is the countess, and they will also provoke a powerful earl who relies on Henry the Lion.

This will greatly limit his development.

Moreover, in the traditional Catholic world, if you want to expand, it is easy to cause panic among your neighbors.

Historically, because Henry the Lion successively obtained the two duchies of Saxony and Bavaria, and also tried to get the throne, a group of princes formed the "Anti-Henry the Lion Alliance". The two fought for two years. Although Henry the Lion He won, but was later banished by the emperor, thus losing the game of thrones.

Lothar has never underestimated the trendsetters in this world just because he has a card drawing system. Don't forget that there are still witches who control extraordinary powers in this world.

If there are witches, there will be other supernatural powers to check and balance them, but he doesn't know it.

After wanting to understand this, Lothar immediately stood firm: "Madam, please forgive me for not agreeing to your request."

The countess snorted coldly: "Knight, are you doubting the background of the Kalff family?"

Lothar shook his head: "Sorry, madam. I have no intention of offending. I just feel that the chosen emperor has no strength and may not be able to sit securely."

"Furthermore, as the most powerful prince in the empire, Henry the Lion of the Welf family is the powerful heir to the throne."

Henry the Lion had a very strong influence in Bavaria and Saxony, and his power within the empire could rival the emperor's.

The countess smiled slightly and said: "But don't you think that because of this, it is even more impossible for him to sit on the throne?"

"Young knight of the Habsburg family, no one wants a strong boss."

Lothar was silent. What the countess said actually made sense, but the more so, the more he felt that staying in the Greater Germania Empire would restrict his development.

Even if he went through all the hard work to get the empty throne, he still had to face many resistance forces in the country, which was really bad.

It would be better to go to the Holy Land to develop a wave and come back one day with thousands of troops.

"I'm sorry, madam, your charm is like the stars in the sky, but I shoulder the great mission of protecting the Holy Land. My lifelong pursuit is to fight the infidels for the glory of Heavenly Father, so I can only refuse your kindness."

"All right."

The countess was a little uninterested. Of course she knew that what Lothar said was just for the occasion, so her attitude immediately became cold.

"Then tell me how I can repay you for your heroic help, Knight Lothar."

Lothar said without hesitation: "Two war horses and some coins will be enough. You also know that the Earl of Argau is a barren place, and my father's support for me is limited."

"This is a great cause and I am willing to sponsor you."

The Countess nodded slightly.

"You can choose the war horse from the mounts left behind by the Magyar people. That should be your trophy. In addition, I will also give you another hundred Sulades gold coins of good quality. "

The price of an ordinary war horse is roughly equivalent to ten Suludes gold coins.

Suledes gold coins were gold coins minted by the Eastern Empire. Their purchasing power used to be very strong, but with the decline of the Eastern Empire, the quality of the gold coins became worse and worse.

However, the recently released batch is quite rich in gold content, and is said to have reached over 90%.

Not only gold coins, but also silver dinar coins are facing the problem of deteriorating quality.

One hundred gold Sulades coins of good quality are indeed a considerable fortune.

But it's just quite satisfactory. After all, the value of the mounts left by the defeated Magyars alone exceeds this figure.

Not to mention the losses that the team might have caused if Lothar hadn't appeared.

But it's not entirely true that Lothar was cheated.

After all, the bottom line is that Lothar only killed six Magyar cavalry and sold all the trophies, which were not worth a hundred Surides gold coins.

"Thank you for your generosity, ma'am."

Lothar saluted the Countess, with no trace of dissatisfaction on her face.

The Countess snorted coldly: "Back off, you ignorant barbarian."

After that, he rolled his sleeves and left.

Lothar smiled nonchalantly.

Beside him, the attendant who looked at him as if he was a fool put the heavy money bag into Lothar's hands.

He turned around and left happily. Not only was his mood not affected, but he was extremely comfortable. As a result, he gained a lot of wealth today and also completed a milestone.

Secondly, he finally proved his strength.

It's really fierce!

He decided to go to the next place to stay and use the card drawing opportunity he got for completing the milestone!

That night.

They entered a small town in Tyrol and stayed in an inn.

Lothar and Prajna were still in the same room.

As soon as he entered the door, Lothar said impatiently: "Prajna, today I plan to summon a new comrade for you, who may be an old acquaintance of yours."

In the background setting, although Prajna has a dull temperament, there are also many familiar followers in the "Hell" camp to which he belongs. If enough followers of the same camp can be summoned.

It can also form bonds and increase the attributes of the followers in all directions.

Prajna said nothing, just looked at Lothar indifferently, as if looking at a fool.

Lothar smiled, crossed himself in front of his face, and prayed: "Heavenly Father, please bless me for the five and six stars."

Extraction was then selected.

The system's crisp prompt sounded: Congratulations, you have obtained a one-star defensive retinue: Reserve Knight.

Lothar's face suddenly darkened.

In the game, one-star retinues have no choice except in the novice stage. No one will train them specially. Even if they don't have the capital to build a full five-star and six-star galactic battleship, players will at least make ends meet with a three-star and four-star lineup.

The only meaning of the existence of one-star followers is to pollute the card pool.

Therefore, not only are the attributes very poor, but even the vertical drawings are very sloppy, often not even showing the face, covering it with hair or a helmet, and there is no official name. It can be said to be cutting corners to the extreme.

This is a probability set by him, and he cannot blame others.

He gritted his teeth for a while, but he could only choose to accept the reality.

Come out, reserve knight.

A man wearing iron armor and a mask slowly appeared in the room. He was far less powerful than when Prajna first appeared, with his golden light shining like a god descending from him.

Quality: Ordinary (one star)

Grade 1

Intimacy: Cold

Strength: 10

Agility: 7

Physical strength: 10

Stamina: 8

Mental strength: 5

Skills: None.

Introduction: These are reserve knights trained by the Teutonic Knights in Prussia since the late Middle Ages. They have experienced strict knight training since childhood and are excellent warriors on the battlefield.

With just a flash of white light, the reserve knight was summoned by Lothar.

Lothar looked at the other person up and down.

The reserve knights are much more imposing than what is shown in the portrait.

He wears a white robe with a black cross emblem, and a full chainmail suit underneath.

He holds a kite-shaped shield with a white background, a yellow cross, and a single-headed eagle coat of arms on one side, holds a knight's sword tightly in the other hand, and wears a winged helmet with bull horns on his head.

Lothar knew that reserve knights were not allowed to wear winged helmets according to historical facts. Winged helmets were decorations and honors, and also served as the commander's logo.

But the problem is that the game he designed never considered pursuing historical facts.

This made Lothar very happy.

No matter how poor the quality of the reserve knights is, at least this armor is real and can be exchanged for a village fiefdom - much better than Prajna's tight-fitting black motorcycle suit.

In terms of attributes alone, this one-star retinue is on par with him. In other words, he is equivalent to a one-star retinue. No wonder Prajna doesn't think much of him.

"You are my Master, right?"

The man's voice was unexpectedly magnetic. He took off his helmet, revealing long golden hair and a rather handsome and young Germanic face.

"That's right."

Prajna frowned: "Is this the companion you said you wanted to summon for me? I have never worked with such a weak mortal."

Lothar said sarcastically: "Oh, there is a slight deviation from the estimate."

"General Prajna?"

There was a hint of surprise on the face of the one-star subordinate: "It's really incredible. I didn't expect that I could follow you to fight together?"

Prajna gave him a cold look and said expressionlessly: "You are not following me, you are following the lord."

Lothar asked: "What is your name, reserve knight?"

Hearing this, Hans quickly knelt down on one knee and saluted: "My name is Hans. I come from the Teutonic Knights of East Prussia. I am honored to be your retinue."

Hans

It's so pitiful that even the name is so perfunctory.

Lothar was a little regretful. As for what Hans said, "from the Teutonic Knights", he actually just made it up in the background of the game and borrowed the coat of arms of the Teutonic Knights in history.

After all, this is just a one-star retinue, so it would be best to save more art money.

Of course, there is also the Teutonic Knights in this world, and they are currently in the Holy Land. Their full name is the "Knights of the German Hospitaller of St. Mary of Jerusalem", but there is no way to compare with the two major knights of the Temple and the Hospitaller.