Vol 5 Chapter 29: First love is always bitter

The Viscount Hilva under the firelight did n’t look very good. His face was black, as if covered with dust. As he walked over his eyes, he turned around his niece and Alexander and saw the niece shaking After the horse that wandered around, his look looked even worse.
The Viscount was looking for Moore before to ask him about their actions when they first met the Montina.
Although an army from Rome and a nobleman from the Vatican are as exciting as most angels sent by God, the Viscount Hilva is certainly not so naive.
He needed to treat these outsiders cautiously. Although he was in Bosnia, he still heard about the things the Teutonic Knights did in Poland.
The Battle of Grinwald about 100 years ago, the coalition forces of the Kingdom of Poland and Lithuania made the once famous Teutonic Knights stagnate, but who would have thought that when this knightly first entered Poland, it once received the Polish top-down Sincerely welcome?
The Poles at the time also believed that the knights from the West were the sword-bearing angels sent by God to rescue and help them, but in the end the Poles discovered that they were gangsters trying to completely eat them up.
The Viscount does not know who the Earl of Montina is, or that although he knows that this person has his own intentions, it may not be the same as the greedy knights of the Teutonic Order.
But the Viscount did not dare to take risks in this matter. He needed to make a clear distinction, and he needed to make an accurate judgment.
From Moorco, he heard about the fact that some of the Montina people had pretended to deceive the Ottomans, which made him somewhat relieved in this regard, and he was very happy to hear the news, because at least this shows The relationship between the count and the Ottomans will not be very good.
The relationship between the local nobles in Bosnia and the Ottomans is too ambiguous. Many people have various ties with them privately, even if they were the Rowa who once fought the Ottomans near the Grand Duke of Wallachia? While fighting the Ottomans, they secretly dealt with each other.
What made Herva notice that the earl's men seemed to have a strong interest in the intercepted ore, which made the Viscount seem to have found an idea that could close the relationship with the earl and establish mutual cooperation. .
But just when he planned to ask Moore in more detail, the intrusion of the female partner beside his niece interrupted his thoughts.
The Viscount was very angry, but when his woman said that his niece was suddenly gone, the Viscount immediately worried.
As worried as the Viscount of Helva, it was Moorco. He didn't care at first because he knew where Aloxia had gone, but when he suddenly remembered that when he was instructed to see the Viscount, Aloxia had to avoid her uncle's When his men hid over the creek outside the camp, Moorco became restless.
He watched with anxiety as the Viscount sent him to find it again in the camp. When it was determined that Aloxia was indeed not in the camp, Moore finally could not help whispering the speculation that Aloxia might not be in the camp.
Hearing Moore's words, Viscount's face was ugly and terrible at the time. He stared at Moore's face and closed his lips a few times in a row, and finally said nothing.
He knew that if he continued to ask questions, he might hear something worse, and this was related to his niece's reputation.
The Bosniaks are very conservative. In this regard, they are more similar to Poland than the bohemian Bohemians. This is why most Bosnian nobility disagree with the extravagance and even chaos of the Hungarian court. Especially with regard to the wife of Bohemia and the king of Hungary, Ladislas II, for many Bosnians it is simply synonymous with debauchery.
Because of this, Viscount Hilva was even more angry.
He was not unaware of the relationship between Moore and his niece, which was mixed with youthful sprout and shallow love, but he did not take this matter to heart. For him, it was just a negligible process in the growth of his niece. After a short episode, they will find the huge distance between them, and then the young man will become settled down, and the niece will treat this ignorant experience as a little joke.
But now the niece actually went to the young knight's private meeting at night, which is beyond the scenes portrayed by those knights. The thought of this matter may have a bad influence on the niece and the reputation of the entire family once it is spread. The Viscount wanted to severely punish this brave guy.
But now the priority is to find Aloxia. After all, it is in such a late night, and in this place. Just think about a strange foreign army not far from his camp. The Viscount felt that the whole body was hearing the news. Shivering non-stop.
Because he could n’t hide it anymore, he could n’t take care of it, which might cause gossip and had to send someone to summon all the people in the camp to go out to find. It was just that the Viscount never thought that he had just walked out of the camp gate The scene he least wanted to see.
Accompanied by the young earl, the niece was walking slowly across the stream towards the wooden bridge, to see how they were having a good time at the moon, if they did n’t know, they would regard that moment as the affection between the couple, But it was the horse that made the Viscount feel worse.
He knew the horse, it was Moorco's mount, and it was the earl who was holding it for whatever reason, which made the viscount feel that the relationship between them seemed to be a bit messy and gave him a headache.
Viscount Hilva walked dumbly on the wooden bridge, and he came to the two of them. He quickly swelled his niece before saying hello to Alexander.
"It seems that you already know each other, Earl?" Herva didn't know what to say, but he tried to make his expression look more natural. He could see that the niece was not panic even though his expression was a little nervous, which made his My mood calmed down a little bit, but I looked at Alexandria again, but his eyebrows frowned slightly. "But why have n’t you rested since the earl was so late? You have to know that the mountains here are very cold at night, and you may get lost if you are not careful. "
Seeing the Viscount seemingly kept glancing at the two of them, Alexander was secretly amused, and he also noticed that the knight named Moore, who was not far behind the Viscount, was walking towards them strangely. At a glance, you know that it is full of jealousy, anger, or something like that.
"Here I am reminded of Agri, my territory in Naples. It is also a mountainous area. Although it is different from Bosnia in many places, I believe that my experience in Agri will not make me go the wrong way."
Hearing that Alexander did n’t know if he was otherwise pointed out, Viscount Hilva could only nod slowly. He knew he could not let this topic go on, and he should not even let these two people continue to stand here as everyone ’s words. But, just before he could speak, Moore had already come by.
"Earl, you are holding my horse." Moorco said with a whistle to his mount, the war horse named Valjina immediately shook his neck with his ears, and the reins broke free from Alexander's hands. , Then it hurried across Aloxia and Viscount and trot towards the master.
Alexander shook his palm slightly, and just because the war horse broke free, he pulled the skin of the palm of his hand too hard, which made him more certain that he really made the knight angry.
"Count, this is a small punishment," Moorco stepped forward and said in a low voice that only a few people could hear before Aloxia stopped. "This is to warn you not to hit anything that belongs to others. Idea. "
"Shut up, Moorco!" The Viscount turned blue, and he now felt that his niece and his men had caused him to lose twice in a row. What's worse was that it might have made Count Montina misunderstand that this was deliberately arranged by him.
"Count, please forgive me for being unreasonable," Viscount said with a somber face, looking at Alexander's seemingly unsmiling expression, Viscount's face couldn't help but feel hot. "But it's too late now, I think we all better go back first , I will apologize to you tomorrow. "
"It's nothing, and I can understand it." Alexander said, looking at Aloxia and Moorco. "The young knight is desperate for honor and love. I have done this before, and now I also I am preparing to continue doing this. "
Hearing Alexander's words, several people showed different looks on their faces.
Moore's eyes showed anger and provocation. He obviously took Alexander's words as a kind of suggestion. Aloxia's expression was a little surprised and surprised. It seemed that he was a little overwhelmed by the words, only the face of Viscount Hilva. Is more ugly than before.
"But you're right, Master. It's already very late. It's best for us all to go back to rest first. I will visit you tomorrow morning." Alexander said, bowing his head slightly to the Viscount, and then turned around surrounded by several hunting guards Go down towards your camp.
As their figures gradually disappeared into the night, a horse hissing came suddenly from the darkness, and Valkyna, who was held in the hand by Moorco, seemed to respond, followed by a long hissing.
"Uncle ..." Aloxia whispered, she quietly raised her head to look at the Viscount who had been looking at the direction of Alexander's back, and when she saw the uncle's somber face, she looked back at the side of Moorco.
Seeing Moore's helpless expression, Aloxia was about to speak, but there was a low and stiff voice from his ear: "Go back to sleep."
A Luo Xia looked up at the Viscount unexpectedly. She thought that her uncle would be furious and thunderous, but she did not expect that her uncle even had a simple reprimand. This made A Luo Xia's tense mood slightly relaxed at first, but then followed again Mentioned it.
She didn't know how her uncle would punish her, but with her understanding of her uncle, things shouldn't have gone like this.
"This is a terrible night, I mean it sucks," Viscount Hilva looked at his niece, and then looked at some uneasy Moorco next to him. His tone seemed relaxed, as if he had just vaguely heard The outbreak of anger disappeared in an instant, but instead of looking at the two of them for the second time, he said to Moorco as he walked between them, "Go tell your father to let him see me."
Moore looked at Aloxia nervously. He wanted to ask if the count had offended her, but this was obviously not a good time. When he found his dad and told him about Viscount, Moore saw The shoulders of the tall and thin father seemed to have collapsed.
"I said that the two of you have no chance. The threshold is too high. We can't climb high." The old man sat down and looked at the fire in front of him and sighed. "Master Viscount is angry now, don't watch him say nothing, But it is because of this that things are worse. "
"I'm going to ask my lord," Moorco said suddenly. "I'm a knight. If I fight the Ottomans, I can make a contribution. If the lord is going to recapture the crown of the Duke of Zagreb, I am his bravest servant. Is it still Are you not qualified to propose to Aloxia? "
"So I said that you are too stupid. If you think you can propose to Aloxia, why don't you think anyone else has made this request to Lord Viscount?" The old man looked at his son with anxiety. Why do you think the old man regarded Aloxia so tightly, the female companions around her did not leave her easily, the young people had almost no chance to contact her, why? "
Moore opened his mouth without opening. He knew that the dad was right. Although he was on the road to exile, the care of the niece by Viscount Hilva was always meticulous and even cautious.
Because of this, they have to be cautious every time they meet, and sometimes even with the exception of an eye contact with each other and a light touch of the outdated fingers, they have little chance to get along alone.
The old man stood up, he beat the sheepskin hat in his hand, and then walked slightly towards the Viscount's house.
"Go back, I'll see the old man, things may not be so bad." The old man said without looking back, leaving only Moorko standing in the moonlight dumbfounded.
The Viscount Hilva was waiting. Although the night was getting late, he was not in a hurry.
Watching Moleco's father stand respectfully and salute himself, the Viscount motioned him to sit near him, and poured wine into the glass beside the old man.
"We haven't been drinking this for a long time, right?" The Viscount looked at the old man.
"I have n’t drunk since I escaped from Zagreb," the old man was not as disturbed as when he mentioned the Viscount Lord in front of his son, but on the contrary, it seemed calm and calm. "I remember you often invited me to drink . "
"At that time you often taught me how to use sabers," Viscount Hilva smiled, but soon the smile on his face disappeared. "At that time, I thought I was the doomed Duke of Zagreb, from I did n’t expect to go into exile like a wild dog now. "
Listening to the Viscount ’s words, the old man glanced at Hurva, and after he was sure he was not angry, he said, "I will tell Moorco that he will never be allowed to disturb Miss Aloxia again. Find a family member. "
Viscount Hilva shook his head slightly, his eyes fell on the old man's face, and after a while he suddenly asked, "How do you think that Earl Montina?"
The old man looked at the Viscount a little surprised, and stopped for a while before shaking his head: "Don't you want to find Miss Aloxia the most beneficial family matter, although I don't know what you plan to do, but the count seems not very good Suitable."
"It's really not very suitable. The person I had in mind was Grand Duke Carl of Cagnola or Cepes of Wallachia, but now it seems that the count is also good," Hurva said, twisting. Face down to face the old man. "You know I swear, I must avenge my father and I must regain the throne of the Duke of Zagreb, so I cultivate Aloxia and let her learn the etiquette of Latin and Roman nobles, I also carefully separated her from other young men, because the situation like us is always easy to attract young men and women to each other, I did all this, but your son almost ruined my efforts . "
Looking at the angry Viscount, the old man lowered his head slightly to avoid the angry look of his master. After a while, the Viscount seemed to be less angry before asking: "So how do you punish Moorco?"
"Let him be my messenger and leave Aloxia far away." There was a hint of fineness in the Viscount's eyes. "Now it is a golden opportunity for me. I need the count's help. If I want to be a duke You have to get more support, and this time there is a good opportunity. "
"Master, do you mean Bucharest party?"
"Yes, we know that many people have decided to attend the party. In addition to the Greek nobles in East Rome, there will be many people who will go there, which will be a very spectacular scene."
"Have you forgotten whether they are Roois or others? Most of them are Orthodox," said the old man with a bit of concern. "The priests who killed the Duke and the Lord are Orthodox. If you meet them in Bucharest, what good is it for you?" What about? "
"But don't forget, it is said that the Greek princess was Vladislas II of Hungary, and he was a devout Catholic." The Viscount said his eyes became sharper. "Let Your son went to Bucharest to send me a letter, which is both for me and for his own good. "
The old man nodded silently, he knew that the Viscount Lord had obviously made up his mind, as to who to marry Miss Aloxia, as an ordinary knight, he was not qualified to question.
"Let him leave as soon as it is dawn. I have written a letter to the Patriarch of Bucharest and there is some money. Tomorrow you will let Moore leave, and I will not see him again.
The old man took the tightly sealed letter and the heavy purse ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Looking at the gold coins in it, the old man sighed secretly.
In fact, he had known for a long time that it would look like this, but now it seems that it might be good.
Moorco will meet many people in Bucharest, and perhaps a lovely girl, and there are too many opportunities there to open the door to a new destiny for him.
As for A Luo Xia and the count, the old man did not think about what they would do, it had nothing to do with their father and son.
This night, many people did not sleep well, and Alexander did not close his eyes even at dawn.
Because shortly after he returned to the camp, a messenger who had previously been sent to Cagnola brought him the letter from Duke Carl.
In addition to telling him about Princess Cañola's actions, the Grand Duke also brought him news that really excited him.
Sophia, appeared in Bucharest!