"Chief Sigurd, we have seized a lot of goods and wealth!"

   After the Battle of Bassa Island, the Vikings accepted the warehouse on the island under the guidance of the captives. Not surprisingly, all the pirates’ previous spoils went into the pockets of the victor.

   "What's all there?" Sigurd asked.

   "They were all the coins, fur, tobacco, etc. they robbed, and there were some luxury goods that they didn't have time to deal with."

"All on the ship, we will take it away with the dead brother's body later." Sigurd said solemnly, and then added: "Remember to take all the prisoners away. I believe His Majesty Richard will be very happy. Saw us bringing back a batch of free labor."

A few hours later, all the valuable things on Barça Island were carried on to Sigurd’s long Viking ship. In addition to the spoils, there were more than a dozen dead Vikings and more than fifty pirates. The prisoners of war will also be taken away together. The former will be buried in the sea on the way and will be buried forever in their beloved sea, and the latter will be taken back to Nuremberg and become a lowly slave.

Before leaving, the Vikings set fire to all the buildings built by the pirates on Barça Island. The dry climate made the fire burn quickly. Soon after the fleet was away from the pirates, half of the island fell into the sky. Sea of ​​fire. Whether it is the corpse of a pirate who has died in battle, or the animal creatures living on the island, they are all swallowed by flames...

   a few days later.

   "Your Majesty Caesar, Lord Douglas of the Griffin Family from Ravana City has arrived at the temporary port."

   "Douglas?" Richard, who was practicing swordsmanship, put down the wooden sword in his hand and looked suspiciously at the knight who was reporting.

   "Yes, he calls himself that. Considering his aristocratic status, we ask him to wait at the temporary port and then come to inform you."

"Prepare the horse immediately, and I will meet him personally." Richard said, taking a towel from the maid on the side and wiping the sweat off his body. "Douglas and the Griffin family behind him are our close friends. Can't neglect them."

   "Understand, Your Majesty."

   After thinking about it for a while, Richard did not go directly to greet Douglas. Instead, he chose to take a shower and thoroughly wash the sweat off of his body before riding his horse to the temporary port.

   Speaking of this, I have to explain the question of European bathing. In fact, before the outbreak of the Black Death in the 14th century, people in the Middle Ages were still popular for bathing. According to the French George Vigarello's "The History of Bathing":

   In the 13th century, there were special folks who walked through the streets of Paris to greet people to go to the steam bath and bathtub. These places were very common in Paris at that time, and there were 26 places in 1292. The operation of steam baths and tub baths has become an industry and has entered daily life.

  From this, it can be proved that the claim that Europeans in the Middle Ages did not take a bath is a kind of nonsense.

   What really started not to take a bath was from the 14th century when the Black Death broke out. With the joint efforts of doctors and the church, not taking a bath has finally become the consensus of all Europeans. The most widely recognized is that they believe that a dirty body can better approach God, so it becomes a symbol of sacred holiness without taking a bath.

   And the start of the game is in the eleventh century. Naturally, it is not affected by the Black Death. The people of Nuremberg still accept bathing.

  ...

On the other side, Richard finally saw Douglas Griffin, who had not seen him for more than half a month, in the temporary port. The young master of the Griffin family was still the same as when he first met. The difference was that he stood behind him. There is a young girl wearing a tulle.

   "This is?" Richard looked at Douglas suspiciously.

   "This is your sister." Douglas introduced, "Her father is Burris, the kingdom's diplomatic chief, that is, your uncle. According to seniority, she should call you cousin."

"So that's the case." Richard nodded and gestured to the cousin who had suddenly appeared. The latter also responded with a smile and introduced himself gracefully: "Brother Richard, my name is Afra. It's an honor to be able to visit your fief."

When the brothers and sisters were almost talking, Douglas interrupted and said, "Richard, I was ordered by my brother to see you this time, and Afrah just happened to hear about it and pestered me to come... "

"Who is pestering you!" Douglas was half talking, and Afrah interrupted him by shouting. The princess whose face was covered by the tulle yelled unhappily: "My father asked me to come. You can Don't say what I am pestering you."

   "Yes, yes, my princess." Douglas touched his nose helplessly, and reluctantly agreed.

   Seeing all this, Richard was a little funny. He seemed to have seen similar things happen frequently in his previous life, but the identity of the two parties was either a childhood sweetheart or a man and woman who fell in love with but had not yet revealed. UU reading www. uukanshu.cOM

   However, these are not his business. Richard gave a chuckle, interrupted the upcoming argument, and said: "Douglas, Afra, let's go back to town first, this is not a good place to talk after all."

   "Okay." Douglas replied, but he immediately reacted, wondering: "Richard, you were talking about towns? Is there already a town on Kuban?"

"That's right." Richard nodded. He had expected such a problem a long time ago, and calmly said the secret script in his heart: "Since the days when I came to Kuban, many people still have a heart. The Winster refugees under the rule of the Stuart family fled here through various means, so I integrated all the refugees and built a new town on a plain on the island."

"Is that so..." Douglas was a little suspicious. He always felt something was wrong, but he just couldn't tell. And Afrah next to him didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. Her attention was focused on Richard. Of the early generals on the guard.

   "Brother Richard." Afrah whispered, "Are these knights all your guards?"

"Huh?" Richard didn't react at once. When he followed Afra's sight and saw more than twenty heavily armed "iron cans", he quickly said: "Yes, they are all my guards. knight."

   "These knights look really elite, Richard, where did you get it from?"

"Like refugees, they are dissatisfied with the despicable rule of the usurper of Jutian, who escorted refugees from their hometown all the way to here." Richard explained, taking the reins handed over by a knight, and then said: " Let’s not talk about it yet, Douglas and Afra, please come with me, and I will take you to see the town that belongs to me."

  

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