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

After saying goodbye to Cerinina, Lothar walked through the corridor in the garden and returned to her room.

came back.

Um.

Are your injuries okay?

The skin has faded, the source of the plague is gone, and the plague has lost its lethality.

Prajna rolled up his sleeves, revealing his snow-white arms.

It was white and tender, and even the blood vessels could be seen clearly, without leaving any scars.

He also guessed that this would be the case, but he just had nothing to say and seemed to care about the other person.

Generally men who cheat have this behavior.

Because of guilty conscience.

Lothar considered it and said: This time to eliminate the source of the plague, I got a new combat record, which is about the wolf clan civil war.

Prajna's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts: Did you give it to Chelinina?

how do you know?

We've been together for such a long time, isn't it normal to have some tacit understanding?

From Prajna's tone and face, it was impossible to tell her mood.

It's just that whoever this kind of thing happens to will probably feel unbalanced.

She is also a six-star, and it is already too much to give priority to Jeanna for promotion, and now she has to be ranked behind Cellinina.

Lothar herself felt a little sorry.

Prajna rarely said a long speech: You don't have to think so much. I really don't care about this kind of thing. Apart from protecting you, I can't do as much as the two of them. Don't think of me as someone who is easy to make trouble. Emotional little girl.”

Thanks.

Lothar touched Prajna's smooth black hair with some emotion, but felt very ashamed in her heart.

After all, this was not the only thing he was sorry for Prajna.

Go to sleep.

Lothar watched Prajna take off his coat, revealing a flawless white body like jade, lying next to her very familiarly.

Being in the bathroom with Jeanne, first of all, the time was limited, and secondly, there was only one wall between them, so it was too nervous. Although the process was exciting, he always felt that it was not enough.

After all, as a dragonborn, he was too persistent.

After a lot of clouds and rain, it was already very late when I actually fell asleep.

Full of fatigue, Lothar quickly fell into a deep sleep.

…

That night, many people were tossing and turning in the manor.

Cellinina kept patting Fringilla on the back who was holding her.

for a long time.

She opened her eyes, a trace of sadness flashed across her expression.

As soon as she closed her eyes, the voices, faces, and smiles of her clan members in the past flashed before her eyes.

Scenes, one after another, flashed in front of her like a revolving lantern.

Later, she also saw her father.

This man had the same long blue-grey hair as Cellinina, and the look he looked at her still lacked any kindness or affection, but was full of seriousness and intimidating aura.

Cellinina rarely missed her father.

There was even some complaining at one point, thinking that it was his ambition that ruined the stable lives of the tribesmen.

In his memory, he seemed to have never smiled. Even though she was praised by the head of the Saluzzo family as the most talented clan member in history, she still never smiled to him.

Father, I don't want to see you again.

I just want to see my people again.

She thought silently.

…

Jeanne was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

Thinking of the scene in the bathroom in the evening, she felt a heat all over her body, which was even more infuriating than drinking a barrel of Slavic liquor.

Originally I just wanted to repay the kindness of the adults, but I didn't expect that I would actually learn something about it.

I really want to break into his room and spar with him again.

It's a pity that Prajna woman wants to stay with you twenty-four hours a day, so she can't give herself a chance.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jeanna's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

What's the use of watching closely?

In the end, I still came out on top.

…

Early the next morning.

The Queen's court dressmaker came to summon Lothar to an audience.

This time the interview was obviously much more formal.

Under the service of the maids, Lothar first burned incense and bathed, then changed into a gorgeous dress, and then went to the palace to meet the queen.

Sit down, General Lothar.

You helped Anna save Constantinople this time. How should I reward you for your achievements?

The queen on the throne is full of majesty.

Lothar said politely: Your Majesty, the plague is not only a disaster for Constantinople, but also for the entire world. This is what I should do without any reward.

The Queen's usually majestic face showed a rare smile: General Lothar is right. In this case, I will not reward you with anything.

Lothar: ?

Why don't you follow the rules?

The Queen's attitude was much closer than the last time we met: Oh, I'm just kidding you. The world doesn't know your achievements and can't give you honor and respect, but I will never forget your efforts.

You, Lothar, and Ms. Prajna, Ms. Cellinina, and Ms. Fringilla, as Baselisa of the empire, I am very grateful for your contributions to the empire.

I heard from Anna that you are short of money recently, right?

Lothar did not dare to be polite anymore and said bluntly: I am indeed a little short of money.

The Queen said lightly: Then I'll first give you a reward of 50,000 Surides gold coins.

Although he had expected it, Lothar was still shocked by Her Majesty the Queen's understatement of 50,000 Surides gold coins.

This is a huge wealth that can form a cavalry team of thousands of people.

Many dukes could not raise so much money even if they emptied their wealth.

After all, this is all cash, not real estate such as real estate, manors, and mansions.

Okay, I will keep you soon. Anna said that both your injuries and hers are not serious. Please take a good rest during this period. If you need anything, just contact Anna.

The Queen suppressed her smile and became majestic again, looking like a clay or wooden sculpture sitting on the altar.

Thank you for your grace.

Lothar thanked her sincerely.

…

When Lothar returned to the manor escorting a heavy convoy loaded with gold coins.

Jeanne seemed to have been looking forward to it for a long time.

Not only Jeanne, but also Chelinina, Prajna, and Fringilla all gathered together.

In the courtyard, Lothar ordered people to stack boxes filled with gold coins together and stand facing Jeanne.

He pulled out the sword from his waist and put it on Jeanne's shoulder.

Eliteization requires ritual.

I heard him say with a serious face: Jeanne Darc, during the time you served me, you were not afraid of strong enemies, won many battles, fulfilled your duties, and were brave and decisive.

I am very glad that I can gain your allegiance, and I will give you a promotion as a reward.

Jeanna, who was kneeling on one knee, raised her head and looked at Lothar.

There was a solemnity and seriousness rarely seen on her face.

I am also very fortunate to follow a lord like you, sir. Thank you for your promotion. I swear that I will continue to serve you with the sword and gun in my hands for the rest of my life.

As Jeanne finished speaking.

A golden light flew out of the heavy money box, and the sword in Lothar's hand was injected into Jeanne's body.

next moment.

Jeanne's entire figure turned into a sacred glow, with a pair of light wings faintly condensed behind her.

The light flashed, and it was like nothing happened.

She stood up and said with a smile: Miss Prajna, we can discuss and learn from each other now.

You activated a new milestone: Right-hand man (unfinished)

As a powerful lord, you must have strong followers to follow you. You have obtained the loyalty of two elite six-star followers (1/2)

Prajna glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

Now, she is indeed no longer a match for Jean Na. Even if her profession is incompatible, Jean Na's attributes can restrain her and take advantage of her elite status. Her combat effectiveness has at least increased several times.

Prajna is not a stubborn person.

Lothar frowned and said, I don't want you to be promoted to attack your own people.

Cut~

Jeanne snorted lightly.

Discuss whether you understand or not.

Jeanne suggested: Want to come and experience my strength? Let's meet on the martial arts field?

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she winked at him secretly from an angle that no one could see.

Lothar hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement: Okay, let me see how much you have improved after becoming an elite.