Roger left Captain Dulles in Barcelona.

The captain and his ship will be there waiting for Roger to return.

Under Victor's guidance, Roger led ten knights, including Danny, across the Lobrigat River southwest of Barcelona and headed west.

They walked onto a stone brick avenue, which was wide and flat, making it very easy to walk on.

The "gift" ran wildly, and Roger knew that it would disperse all the afflictions that had been around some time ago.

Roger's body was slightly tilted up and down with the "gift" running, as natural as breathing.

He asked Victor who was following behind: "How to go next? Do you keep running along this path?"

Victor gasped and replied: "Sir, we follow the road left by the Romans and go west.

"At the end of the Segray River, there was a bridge left by the Romans on it. We were not there, and from there, we went north along the river..."

Roger: "Going north? If I remember correctly, isn't their capital Madrid southwest of Barcelona?"

Victor: "Madrid? Sir, are you talking about that bear village.

“That was not the capital of Leon and the Kingdom of Castile, there was only one station there.

"There are many bears there, and where does the Castile nobles like to hunt bears."

Roger: "Maybe I remembered it wrong, let's continue talking about the itinerary."

Victor: "Okay, sir. Let's go north and go west.

“Let the mountain road pass through the Kingdom of Aragon and to Pamplona, ​​the capital of the Kingdom of Navarra.

“Then follow the pilgrimage to Santiago, heading west to Burgos, the old capital of Castilla.

"Then we turned south and walked all the way through Madrid you just mentioned, and then went south.

"After walking to the Tagus River, we will reach our destination, the capital of the Kingdom of Leon and Castile, Toledo."

Danny interrupted, "Why do I feel a little dizzy when I hear it? Isn't it okay to go straight to it?"

"The road is open. The bridge is directly across the Lerida. There is a Roman road that goes west to Zaragoza. From there, you can go directly to Toledo."

"What's that..."

"Listen to me, brother. This road is under the control of the Arabs, and both Lerida and Zaragoza are important defense centers for the Arabs.

"When you reach the bridge, you can see a small hill on the west bank of the Segray River. The mountain is called Sewvira, and the castle of Lerida is on the mountain, which is a solid fortress."

Roger: "Then is the path we are taking now outside the Arab sphere of influence?"

Victor: "I don't know, there is actually no strict dividing line when the two sides fight in this place.

"But here is the northernmost end of the Arab forces. They are not strong enough, they are basically just guarding a few big towns, and there is little chance of encountering them in the wild."

Danny was shocked: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Be careful!"

The knights were all excited and they moved around Roger.

This made the "gift" very dissatisfied. But Roger was restrained and refused to let it run around.

Everyone stopped talking and just rushed to the road, so Roger's thoughts drifted away.

He recalled the news that his little ears brought him from the lobby tavern when he was lying on the bed at the Barcelona Inn.

......

It was a bard, his tone was rhyme:

"The loving father stretched out his arms,

Holding the twin son in his arms,

Let them stick to their chest tightly,

He loves them so much!

He burst into tears,

He sighed.

My miserable son,

I love you as much as I love myself,

How can I give up one of you?

How can I bear to separate you?

May the Lord and the Virgin Mary agree,

Let me raise them myself,

Let them rule Barcelona together.

Let them fall in love with each other,

Let them never separate.”

It was an elderly man, and his words were filled with vicissitudes:

"Barrien, you're singing the story of Ramon Berenger I and his two twin sons."

The poet: "Yes, it is the story of the grandfather, father and uncle of Ramon Berenguel III, the current Earl of Barcelona."

Elder: "That's a tragedy."

The poet continues:

"People see that knife on the ground,

Look at the blood flowing.

Look at the brother in his arms,

He stared at him and refused to close his eyes.

So his wife cried: "Holy Mother!"

The son wailed: 'My Father!'"

It was a woman, her voice was filled with pity: "It's so pitiful, who was it, who killed him?"

It was a mean voice, and I couldn't tell the specific age, he said:

"Who else could it be? Of course it was his brother Berenger Ramon II. He killed his brother Ramonger Berrenger II and could end the joint rule and dominate Barcelona."

poet:

“Jerusalem returns to my Lord,

The holy land resounds with the cheers of "St. Jacob",

But my younger brother from the Eastern Expedition had already sprinkled blood from the holy soil.

The coffin was taken back by the warriors.

People say that his sins have been redeemed,

So his soul no longer suffers."

Elder: "This is not right. The people in the Eastern Expedition do not shout 'St. Jacob', they shout 'Hallelujah', and 'St. Jacob' is what we call here."

Mean: "I deserve to die, and the Earl of Barcelona is not a good person."

Woman: "All people are dead, why do you still scold him?"

Meaning: "What do you know, you woman? Do you know more than a hundred years ago?

"When the city of Barcelona was burned, when the Arabs who were killed in the sky burned and killed in the city of Barcelona,

"What did the Earl of Barcelona do as a lord?

"He slipped away, and led his troops to the strong fortress in the Montserrat Mountains."

Elder: "I know some of this. I heard that the Earl of Barcelona at that time was the lord of the French king.

"He asked the Dharma King for help, but that time the Dharma King did not send reinforcements as agreed.

"After this incident, the successive Earl of Barcelona no longer swears allegiance to the Dharma King."

Woman: "This happened more than a hundred years ago, and you can't knock everyone down at once."

Mean: "Then look at the current count, Ramon Berenger III.

“He said at first that he wanted to take revenge and defeat the Arabs, and he tried to capture Majorca.

"But the Arab army of the Murabit dynasty came and he didn't even fight, so he was scared back.

"Like a turtle, he 'swoosh' and his head retracted."

Woman: "What a blind metaphor, disgusting."

Meaning: "Yes, I'm disgusting, I'm wrong in comparison.

“Have you heard of it?

"In the past few years, the Count obtained Besalu and Sardinian Belgium through inheritance, and controlled the entire Catalonian region.

"Now, he has gotten into the relationship with Doersa, the Countess of Provence in southern France.

"I guess that in a while, he will be able to annex the Benefactor of Provence by marriage.

"So the thing that Earl of Barcelona is really amazing. It depends on it to expand its territory."

......

Roger's thoughts floated back.

He thought, what I did this time when I went to Toledo was actually the same as what the Earl of Barcelona did.
Chapter completed!