Roger asked about the details of Victor and Miledi's relationship.

Victor smiled shyly: "That was an accidental encounter."

Miledi looked at Victor with admiration: "He saved me."

Victor: "I was on a mission to Milan and walked through the Florence region with my escorts."

Miledi: "I had not raised a caravan guard knight at that time, and I hired familiar mercenaries every time I shipped it.

"There was an urgent order that time, and the familiar mercenaries had already taken the job.

"I just found an unfamiliar mercenary team to escort it, but I didn't expect that they were in the same group as the bandits.

"On the road, they joined forces with bandits to attack me, and the coachman I hired was only concerned about running for his own life.

"I was about to fall into the thief's hand, and I had already drawn my sword and prepared to commit suicide."

Miledi looked at Victor with affection: "He appeared on a white horse."

Victor explained: "The White Horse was given by Mrs. Adelaide, and she said the messenger should not lose her face."

Victor's explanation is both redundant and terrifying. Who cares about this at that moment?

Roger and Victor had a drink.

Danny and the Knights also joked with Victor.

Victor was so funny that his face turned red, Miledi stood up generously to protect her sweetheart.

Roger smiled and helped them out, he asked:

"How did you come? We didn't meet you all the way from Barcelona."

Miledi said: "I rode my horse with my caravan guards and set out from Florence.

“Along the northern shore of the Mediterranean, pass through Genoa, Marseille, Toulouse.

“Then follow the pilgrimage to St. Jacob on the French line.

“Through the Pyrenees, pass Pamplona, ​​and go to Burgos.

"And when Princess Elvira came to Leon, she rode all the way."

Danny said: "We also came from Pamplona through Burgos. Are you walking on the Raoshan Road or the mountain road from Pamplona?"

"I'm in a hurry to cross the mountain road, I'm afraid I'll miss you, which one I'll walk closer to."

Roger remembered the fork in the fork, the broken old wounds and complete buds of grass on the road crossing the mountain. Calculated the time, it should be just a few days earlier than his lineup.

He thought, riding a horse back is actually not much slower than riding a boat.

Then follow the route from Miledi, and then head south to Florence.

After passing by Rome, maybe you can meet the Pope there and deepen your relationship.

Maybe the Pope will oil and crown me when he is happy, haha.

Roger interrupted yy and continued to think about the return journey.

From Rome to the south, passing through Naples, you will reach Calabria, which is your own territory.

Maybe you can turn a corner there to Mali, the capital of Apulia, to see your cousin, Duke Roger Bolsa, and ask him how much money is left in the cellar, haha.

Roger continued to think, and then walked all the way to the southernmost end of Calabria, the toes of the Italian Peninsula that looked like a boot.

After crossing the narrow Strait of Messina there, we arrived in Messina, Sicily.

Take another trip along the coastline on the north side of Sicily and you can return to Palermo.

Then Roger realized that the capital of Aragon and Naval, Pamplona, ​​could not go, and Alfonso was waiting to kill him.

So Roger asked, "If we go back and take the land route, is there any way to bypass Alfonso's territory?"

Miledi intercepted: "Are you talking about bypassing the Kingdom of Aragon and Naval?

“Then you can’t go by land.

"They are like the Pyrenees, separating the Iberian Peninsula and the European continent."

She suggested: "In fact, there is still another road, go south and pass through the Strait of Gibraltar.

"Along the southern coast of the Mediterranean of North Africa, pass through Algeria, to Tunisia, and then across the sea to Sicily."

Victor opposed: "This road cannot be walked, it is the territory of Arabs along the way, so we Christians cannot get through it."

The bard sang the legend of Cid in the corner of the lobby.

Miledi seemed to be very excited when she drank too much, and she waved her slender arms and suggested:

"Then we will fight all the way, like Sid.

"Observation, attack, invincible.

"Beat the Arabs to fear and flee in panic, hahaha."

One of Roger's subordinates, Roger remembered that he was called "Heinke", and he followed Mileidi in a silly manner and made a fuss.

Roger noticed that Miledi was laughing with anyone talking, but only when she smiled, crow's feet would wrinkle when she smiled.

Victor said pragmatically: "Or you can walk a short distance of sea to go around, find a place to go north of Castilla, and go ashore along the coast to Bordeaux..."

Roger interrupted, "Is Bordeaux in France? I heard that the wine there is very good."

Victor: "The wine there is indeed very famous, but it is not a French territory, it is under the Duke of Aquitaine."

"Bordeaux's wine is not as famous as Sherry..." Miledi murmured to himself, as if he had really drunk too much.

The pine torches in the bronze bracket on the wall burst from time to time, and the noise in the inn lobby did not stop for a moment.

The beautiful woman in the corner hugged the rich man, and her sharp laughter and scolding always caused a lot of noise.

Roger felt very comfortable.

Compared to the banquet in the castle, the atmosphere here makes Roger feel more comfortable.

There is no need to think too much about it, no need to think about each other's ranks.

The food was good and the wine was good.

The knight at the table was talking about the miracle of St. James, motivating the jazz who had never been to Santiago, and should go there once in his life no matter what.

"Go and get back a piece of comb-hole scallop shell with a cross drawn."

A few rich businessmen were discussing the trend of food prices even further away.

Roger heard them say that there was too much rain this year, and the crops in the fields might not grow well and might not be able to harvest.

He listened to the merchants going to collect some grain to store them, and after the mercenary was sold twice as much.

But they seemed unable to find a place to collect grain, and the places they often went were flooded.

Roger had sex with his fellow deskmate again, but he didn't show off his airs, and everyone was having a good time eating and drinking.

When people drink too much, there will be trouble, as if they are for a beautiful woman. A few guys are jealous.

They showed each other their financial resources and bravery, wanting to attract the woman to them.

Roger sighed when he thought that he couldn't handle Elvira:

"Woman, woman, what should I do?"

Miledi, who had already snuggled into Victor's arms, stopped kissing me and me.

She asked, "If you have any difficulties, just tell me it. Maybe everyone will have a solution as soon as they plan."

So Roger said Elvira’s request.

"If you want to find a warrior? That's not easy to deal with. Beat her and let her know how powerful a man is."

Danny slapped the guy who came up with a bad idea.

Roger shook his head helplessly: "I can't beat it."

"Hahahahaha", the stupid man named "Henk" in the same table laughed so much.

Roger didn't care either. He respected the strong and despised the weak. This was the Normans' virtue.

"I'll fight for you!" Danny volunteered without hesitation just like he did for Roger before.

Victor slapped his brother on the shoulder.

Danny, who reacted, quickly apologized:

"Ah, I'm not going to fight with you, my wife. Although I can beat you, I have a wife..."
Chapter completed!