Several elks jumped over the bushes in the dense forest, and the white spotted hounds behind them barked and chased them reluctantly. The followers holding spears and sticks shouted at the outside, and a few nobles riding on horseback bent their bows and arrows, shooting arrows at the escaped elk.

"Ah, it's so bad. The shot missed." Eberhad let go of the string control finger and shot a tall tree, but it did not hit the target he wanted to pursue.

"Don't worry, we still have a chance." Duke Mason watched leisurely. He carefully observed the route of the elk's escape. After determining a elk that was lonely because of fear, he shot the arrow in his hand.

"Swoosh~." The arrow shot straight at the elk. The elk made a soothing sound, and the hounds took the opportunity to pounce on it and surrounded it.

"Good arrows." Eberhard couldn't help but exclaim. The clean and neat arrows were also the standard for evaluating a nobleman, and Duke Mason was undoubtedly a good player.

"You have been awarded." Duke Mason said modestly with a smile. As a duke, his status is certainly above Eberhad, but Eberhad's father, the Duke of Bavaria, has a far greater influence than Duke Mason.

"Duke, this deer is actually white, which is really strange." The follower who grabbed the elk ran over ecstatically and congratulated Duke Mason as if he was asking for credit.

"Is a white deer? This is really rare." Even Eberhard was very surprised. It was the first time he encountered such a rare deer. Even people like Eberhard couldn't help but be moved.

"Take this deer back and give it to Lord Eberhard." Duke Mason kicked the abdomen of the war horse under his crotch, moved forward a few steps, and then said to his entourage.

"But, did you shoot yourself to death?" Duke Mason's entourage asked in confusion.

"Duke Mason, this is your prey. Do you think I, Eberhard, are the nobles who are involved in other people's prey?" Eberhard immediately objected.

"No, I heard that your wife has a cold leg problem. This deer skin is a gift I gave to your wife." Duke Mason signaled to Eberhad.

"You are really considerate." Eberhard was slightly stunned when he heard Duke Mason's words. His wife was the sister of Duke Frankenia. When he was a child, he fell into the lake when he went out to play in winter. Fortunately, the guards rescued him in time but also had a cold leg problem, but ordinary people would not pay attention to this kind of thing.

Finally, Eberhad returned to the castle of the Duke of Bavaria with the white elk. He handed the elk to his servants to take care of it. The servants would peel off the elk's skin and make various suitable objects.

"Where is my father?" Eberhard jumped off his horse, and he threw the reins to the trotten attendant and asked.

"The Duke and Monk Robert are in the meeting hall." The attendant replied to Eberhard.

"Monster Robert?" Hearing the attendant's words, Eberhard frowned. The monk with a birthmark on his face was full of bad water.

"You must hold him firmly, this is your mission." When Eberhad walked outside the conference hall, the voice of the Duke of Bavaria roared out of the door, sounding angry at someone.

"Crack." Eberhard frowned and stretched out his hand. He didn't know whether he should open the door at this time. Just as he was hesitating, the door opened from the inside. Baroness Charlotte rushed out from the inside with swollen eyes and almost hit Eberhard.

"Oh, sorry Lord Eberhard." Baroness Charlotte quickly took a small step back. After apologizing to Eberhard, she hurriedly walked around Eberhard and ran away, leaving only Eberhard with a puzzled look at her back.

"It's useless. I thought her charm was enough to settle the little white face, but now it's useless." The Duke of Bavaria paced in the conference hall with an angry face, looking really angry and frustrated.

"Maybe we are too anxious, or Duke Mason is knowledgeable, even a beauties like Baroness Charlotte are not attracted to the eyes." Monk Robert stood in the corner, looked at the place where Baroness Charlotte left, and greedily sucked his nose, as if the fragrance of the Baroness remained in the air.

"The plan cannot be changed, and Duke Mason will never be able to step onto the land of the Principality of Mason." The Duke of Bavaria said angrily. He sat on the seat, his heavy body made the wooden chair creak, as if he was overwhelmed.

"What father are you going to be?" At this time, Eberhard walked into the conference hall. He glanced at the conference hall and his stern eyes fell on Monk Robert.

"Oh, Lord Ebehard." Friar Robert quickly bent down and bowed to Ebehard.

"Ebehad, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will handle it." The Duke of Bavaria thought that his son was worried that the plan would not be completed, so he raised his arm and said firmly to Ebehad.

"What are you going to deal with? Is it because the beauty scheme is not done, and now it is going to be unfavorable to Duke Mason?" Eberhard's voice echoed in the conference hall, and he said in an unquestionable tone.

"Eberhad, what kind of demons are you obsessed with? If you want to seize the land of the Principality of Mason, you cannot let Duke Mason return. Don't you understand?" The Duke of Bavaria looked at his son in surprise, trying hard to persuade his son.

"Duke Mason is my friend, no one can touch him." Eberhard inserted his waist and straightened his body to the Duke of Bavaria and Monk Robert in the hall.

"Are you crazy? We are a family." The Duke of Bavaria stood up in surprise. He angrily scolded his son, but it was useless.

"From now on, I will never leave Duke Mason, and my private soldiers will be with us." Eberhard said a word to his father, turned around and left the conference hall.

"He, he was crazy, totally crazy." The Duke of Bavaria's lips shook a few times, and he rubbed his eyes, barely believing that it was his son Eberhard.

"It's bad now." Monk Robert smashed his mouth. If Duke Mason was protected by Eberhard, it would be difficult to use some tricks such as poisoning. Unexpectedly, the biggest resistance actually came from the heir of the Duke of Bavaria. This is indeed a matter of fate.
Chapter completed!