At the end of May, just after giving gifts to the guests who came to congratulate him, the storm of attacking the Lane Manor and "kidnapping" Baron Barzel began to spread into the Barony of the Valley.
But the storm was not as violent as everyone in the valley feared.
First of all, the “slow-response” County of Tyniec sent a coordinating team headed by Sir Jerry, the chief of the personal bodyguard of Viscount Pierre, to the valley.
Art still had enough respect for Viscount Pierre, so when Sir Jerry and his entourage arrived in the valley, Art and a group of close subordinates hosted a banquet for Jerry, and allowed Jerry to visit the dying Bazel in the prison of the wooden castle.
Respect is respect. When Jerry conveyed Viscount Pierre's intention to calm down this "dispute between lords", Art retorted sternly on the spot, insisting that he was faithfully performing the duties of a patrol officer assigned by the palace, eradicating bandits and maintaining peace and order in the county, while Bazelle was The capture back to the valley was by no means a dispute between the lords, but because Bazel colluded with the bandits in the county to rob passing merchants and harmed the civilians in the county, so he was detained by Art in the name of the patrol officer. Moreover, Art threatened that he had all the evidence against Bazel and was waiting to deliver it to the court.
Yate was careful about how big the difference in nature was between the two terms "disputes between lords" and "suppressing bandits and bringing peace to the people".
In the end, Jerry and his party who came to mediate had to eat and drink in the valley for a day or two, and then left the valley with Art's tough attitude...
On the third day after Jerry and his entourage left the valley, several stewards and several knights from the barony of Barzel and the large estate formed a "peace negotiation mission" and arrived at Boulder Town. Boulder Town immediately sent troops to detain the five or six people who came for peace talks, and then quickly returned to the valley.
After receiving the news, Art sent Odo and Angus to go to Boulder Town to meet the "messengers" on his behalf.
Those guys did come to negotiate with Art. They hoped to use a ransom of 50,000 pfennigs to redeem Baron Bazel, who was imprisoned by Art.
Matt has already guessed the purpose of these people, so Odo and Angus, who went to negotiate, insisted that the palace punish Bazel severely for colluding with bandits, and also gave some of the evidence of Bazel collected by Art to the "Peace Mission".
Of course, the "mission" was also given a second option, which was to use 200,000 pfennigs to buy the evidence in Art's hands before the court determined Basel's crime.
Of course, if there is no evidence of guilt, Inspector Art will also release Baron Baron Baron...
Another week later, the palace sent a palace baron under the Minister of Public Security to the valley barony with the palace's principle of "calming down troubles".
Nowadays, the entire country of Burgundy is in trouble at home and abroad, and there are endless border territorial disputes and various internal battles that can be dealt with every day. How can we spare the energy to deal with the arrest of a little baron on the border who has no support and is annoying.
But after all, he is a noble vassal, and it would be unjustifiable for the palace to completely ignore him, so this reluctant palace baron was captured and sent to the south to handle the matter.
Att once again picked up the social and reception routine. As soon as the palace baron arrived, Art greeted him with wine and food. His officers took turns to go to battle. Art kept changing glasses and praising the palace baron and his party.
Under Art's warm invitation, the palace baron and his party temporarily put aside their southbound mission. During the day, they were escorted by the army into the mountains to chase bears and deer, or fish and catch shrimps. At night, they caroused all night long under Art's personal accompaniment.
Those who have been trapped in the palace of the capital all year round have experienced these pleasures. After a few days, the palace baron who was still a little self-assertive about his high position in the country quickly put down his arrogance and became like a close friend for many years.
But friendship is friendship, and the problem must be solved eventually. After three days of fun, the court baron finally began to deal with Bazel's affairs.
The court baron first came to the prison of the wooden castle to personally visit and interrogate Bazel. Of course, Bazel refused to admit the crime of colluding or even pretending to be a bandit to rob the merchant travelers, and put all the blame on the fat butler of Lane Manor, who had turned into bones and bones.
But Art had already obtained the evidence that Bazel had colluded to pretend to be a bandit, and he had also dragged out the former subordinates of Bazel who knew about it, and explained to the palace baron the crimes that Bazel had committed with them one by one.
The court baron interrogated several people in succession and even killed two of Bazel's subordinates. The conclusions he reached confirmed Bazel's crime.
On the fifth day after arriving in the valley barony, the court baron left the valley with several witnesses and escorted several witnesses with the conclusion that the guilt was true. The final outcome of Bazel had to be decided by the palace, but the palace baron also hoped that Art would release Bazel home first and wait for the court's decision...
Of course, Art couldn't let the extremely hard-working court baron and his entourage leave empty-handed. On the trip south, the money bag around their waists was really full.
Not long after the baron and his entourage sent by the palace left, the steward of Baron Baron and several servant guards also came to Boulder Town with a carriage carrying gold coins, silver coins, salt, spices, satin and raw silk and other precious goods.
· Due to Bazel's usual extravagant spending and the lack of time to sell off, Bazel's barony only raised a "ransom" worth 90,000 pfennigs.
Ate reluctantly accepted the coins and goods, and then returned the half-dead Bazel to the "messenger" who came to redeem him.
Evidence of guilt? Sorry, I don't have enough money and it's too late.
Bazel can only consider returning to his own territory and trying to satisfy the appetites of the palace dignitaries in order to reduce his guilt, but the punishment of being demoted or even sequestered is probably inevitable.
Bazel had been tortured into a human form when he left, but the murderous intent revealed in the corner of his eyes when he looked at Art was not diminished at all...
In the official room on the second floor of the Lord's Mansion in the Valley Wooden Castle, Ron, Jafar, and Stanley (a guard soldier) sat upright on the low stool opposite Art.
Matt glanced at the eyes of the three of them and said coldly: "Bazel must die!"
The three of them quietly waited for Art's next words.
"The reason why I let him go is because I don't want that bastard to die in my territory or for anyone to know that I killed him. This will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, and our opponents will sooner or later use this matter against me."
"But the snake was bitten instead of dead. Bazel is definitely a venomous snake, so we must kill him."
"Now that Bazel has left my territory, it is time for him to go to hell."
"After careful consideration, I decided to choose the three of you to complete this task. I called you here today to make a proper plan together."
"I have two ideas. One is to let him die in his own territory. He usually harms a lot of enemies, so our suspicion will be smaller and it will not cause too much trouble. The second idea is to let Bazelle die in Wincheston Manor..."
On the third day of his release, Bazelle had no time to recuperate and recuperate, he had to be busy clearing himself of his guilt.
Bazel is a tyrannical and immoral person, but he is not a stupid person. The most important thing now is not to seek revenge, but to raise enough money and send it to the palace dignitaries, in the hope that the palace dignitaries can exonerate themselves driven by gold cakes and silver coins.
But on weekdays, Bazel always spent money and lived extremely luxuriously, so there was not much reserve in the treasury. In addition, in order to redeem himself, he gave away all the valuables that could be easily sold or discounted to the patrol officer. Now Bazel could not spend enough money to satisfy the appetite of the palace dignitaries.
However, Bazelle thought of his "allies", and they were also involved in these things...
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At Wincheston Manor, Bazelle and Old Dean were having a heated argument.
Bazel smashed the wine glass in his hand with a clang, and endured the pain all over his body and shouted: "Old bastard, you usually get a lot of money from me, but now I need your help, and you tell me that I don't have any money? I'm telling you, don't even think about a hundred thousand pfennigs less than a copper coin. If you really make me anxious, I will directly poke you out, and then the palace will punish you. If you seize honors and land, I'm afraid your Dean family will be wiped out! "
Old Dean was really worried about Bazel's mad dog biting people, so he quickly stood up and supported Bazel and apologized repeatedly, "Master Bazel, don't be angry, I definitely don't mean to sit idly by. We are allies, and your safety is the safety of our Dean family. How could I not contribute money and help?"
"Hmph! Give money and help? Why didn't I hear any movement from your Dean family when I was detained by that mad dog patrol officer? Are you really not afraid that I will poke you out?" Bazel stared at Old Dean with his eyes widened.
Old Dean remained silent.
"Okay, don't waste time here. If the palace determines my guilt, it will be too late to try to operate. I have to rush to the palace in the past two days. If I delay for a day, it will be more dangerous."
"One hundred thousand pfennigs, hurry up!" Bazel stretched out his hand to Old Dean.
Old Dean looked up at Bazel for a while and explained: "Lord Bazel, I am a businessman. It is impossible for a businessman to leave his money to rust in the treasury. You suddenly asked me to take out one hundred thousand pfennigs. How can I get it out?"
"Stop talking nonsense, how much money can you give now?"
Old Dean stretched out two fingers, "Twenty thousand pfennigs. I only have 20,000 pfennigs for payment. I will find a way to raise the remaining money and send it to you in Besançon."
Bazel took off the sword from his waist and slapped it in front of Old Dean On the table in front of him, he threatened: "Fifty thousand pfennig, prepare it for me before dark, otherwise I will take it myself!"
Old Dean shook his head and went to prepare money for Bazel...
should be prepared for me before dark, otherwise I will take it myself! Old Dean shook his head and went to prepare money for Bazel... should be prepared for me before dark, otherwise I will take it myself! Old Dean shook his head and went to prepare money for Bazel... should be prepared for me before dark, otherwise I will take it myself!
Northeast of Wincheston Manor, on the only way for Bazel to return, three figures wearing armor and black scarves lurked in the bushes beside the road, followed by twelve tough bandits armed with swords, spears, knives and axes on both sides of the road.
"Ledoan, are these people absolutely reliable?" Ron asked the bandit leader Redoan beside him.
"Young housekeeper, don't worry, these people are my confidants and I can absolutely trust them." Redoan was very respectful to the young people beside him.
The masked young man nodded, slightly amplifying his voice: "You will show me your desperate skills in a moment, and my Mr. Dean will not treat you badly when things are done."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gangster who touched the whistle ran back.
"Big chief, the fat sheep is coming! Five riders."
"Everyone, get ready!" The people who were ambushing by the road lowered their bodies and submerged themselves into the bushes...
After a while, the crow of horse hooves sounded from the southwest of the road.
Bazel was really anxious. He had to get to Besançon with enough money as soon as possible, so after getting the money from the Dean family, he jumped on horseback and left Wincheston Manor with a few guards while it was still dark, and embarked on the road back to his own manor.
Horse galloping, not caring about conserving its power at this moment.
The world looked dim and gray under the setting sun, and Bazel did not notice that the carriage road ahead was covered with a thin layer of new soil.
“Follow up quickly, you must rush back to the manor tonight!” Bazel turned and shouted at the guards who were riding behind him.
Several guards also kicked the horse's belly hard, and the horse neighed and chased after him.
After running for dozens of steps, just as the horse was galloping through a section of bushes and weeds, the horse under him suddenly stopped in its front and lost its balance. The horse fell into a deep pit...
Several mounted guards behind Bazel faced an unexpected situation. Before they could stop their horses, several horses tripped and fell. One of the horses fell directly into the deep pit and fell on Bazel... "Charge forward! Leave no one alive!" The young masked man raised the broad sword in his hand and charged towards the chaotic Bazel guards.
One trap destroyed two, and one of the three remaining guards hit his head on a rock when he fell off his horse, and fainted immediately with blood on his head.
As soon as the other two guards got up from the ground and drew their swords to defend themselves, a dozen gangsters with sharp blades and hideous faces rushed out under the leadership of several masked men.
There was no suspense in the battle. As soon as the two guards raised their swords, they were chopped into pieces by the people who came up to attack them.
The young masked youth and the other two did not join the group fight. They walked directly to the edge of the pit. One of them raised the hand crossbow in his hand and nailed the poisonous crossbow arrow into the chest and back of a guard. The guard who was hit by the arrow struggled for a while, foamed at the mouth, and died.
“Let me go, let me go, I have money! Give you money,” Bazel, who was seriously injured twice after being thrown and crushed, kept pleading. He stretched out the horse that was pressing him with both hands, hoping to crawl out from under the horse.
But the war horse was frightened and kept twisting and struggling in the deep pit, constantly crushing Bazel's thighs, causing Bazel to howl.
The masked man who shot the guard to death once again put the poisoned crossbow arrow into the hand crossbow arrow slot, pulled the bow string and stuck it into the suspension buckle, then pointed it at Bazel's head and said coldly: "Your money belongs to my Dean family, I don't need you to get it myself."
After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense, pulled the hand crossbow suspension, and drove the crossbow arrow into Bazel's eye...
Looking at Bazel's masked howling in pain, the eyes of the masked man holding the crossbow were filled with the satisfaction of revenge...
The gangsters jumped into the pit, found the bulging purse containing gold cakes and silver coins, and handed it to the three masked men. Then they all focused their attention on the young masked man known as the "Young Butler".
The young masked man weighed the money bag in his hand and said to a group of dazzled gangsters: "This money bag must be returned to Mr. Dean, and the rest belongs to you!"
A dozen gangsters rushed towards the gangsters. A corpse began to be plundered...
Beside a stone beside the road, the Bazer guard who fell his horse and was hit with a bloody head by the stone had his eyes closed and lay motionless on the ground, letting the thieves plunder him like a corpse.
"Guys, withdraw!" the young masked man ordered to the group of thugs, and then walked up to the guard with blood on his face.
A gangster pointed at the "corpse" lying on the ground, "Young housekeeper, he is dead."
"Master Dean has promised not to leave alive." The young masked man directly raised the broad sword in his hand and inserted it into the back of the "corpse" on the ground...