When they met again, the Scottish chieftain put on his daily robes.
Kausanthan's robe hung down to his knees, and the cuffs were loose and dark blue.
Clan leaders also wear turbans and shawls to protect themselves from wind and rain outdoors.
They used brown (from tree bark), yellow (from shells), and indigo (from insects).
But the dye technology is not mature enough yet. Compared with Olan's, the advantages and disadvantages of the color can be seen clearly.
A clan leader whispered to the king again, "We should add another pair of clothes to let them share the dyeing technology from the south, and there will be more burlap and wool."
They looked down upon Oran's soldiers, but they recognized the skills of the South in their hearts.
The priest couldn't put it down after seeing papers that were comparable to those from towns in Northern Italy.
In the distance, Oran saw Tyrrell being brought over. He was feeling very uncomfortable during this period. His face, which originally had a double chin, now became weak and angular.
As the rope was untied, Tyrell slowly walked towards Oran under the gaze of the mountain people.
"Your Mightiness!"
Tyrrell, who came to Oran, used "Protestant etiquette".
Everything about him was taken away, including the gold cross necklace, and he could only make a sign of the cross with his fingers to say hello to Olan who was riding away.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Now, do we have to negotiate with the mountain barbarians...them?"
After saying that, Tyrell looked at Oran again, the servants who belonged to his territory, "Damn it, don't you have eyes? Come and help me quickly."
Tirrell leaned against Oran's horse, his legs feeling a little weak.
"Sir, who should we send to get married? I heard from those who take care of me that a wedding is about to take place."
Nanding or Gliese or Henry of Flowers?
Whatever, I can finally leave this hellish place anyway.
"The kingdom has decided that you will be the ally."
As soon as Oran's words about "appointing" Tyrell came out, the latter's face turned pale.
"The smell of these women is like socks and quilts that haven't been washed for dozens of days. You don't even need to put them on and cover them. They can make me faint if you get too close, Your Excellency!"
"Blow out the candles and cover your nose, it's the same for any woman!"
"Your Mightiness!"
"Don't worry, I asked before. Any close relatives of the royal family who are over ten years old are fine. They have four unmarried girls. There must be one you like, right?"
Among these four people,
The oldest is forty-five years old, the youngest is two years old, and the remaining two are twenty and seventeen.
For the big and small, age is a problem for fertility.
Tyrrell is a married woman, and he has to live in Scotland. He quickly has the idea that the heir is a mountain man, so the king is most likely to agree to the other two.
The seventeen-year-old one has a hereditary disease and is someone that Tyrell will dislike at a glance. That leaves the twenty-year-old one.
In fact, this woman is also a widow.
But widows are so commonplace, and murders of spouses are so common in order to find richer partners that Tyrell doesn't make a fuss about it.
"For the sake of my loyalty to England and my loyalty to you!"
Tyrell still wanted to struggle, but Olan told him earnestly, "I know you are in trouble, but Benbo tried his best to save you. While you were away, the two northern counties were attacked by mountain people, and hundreds of people died.
I used the safety of other clan leaders in my hands, Chen Bing Edinburgh, and put on a decisive battle momentum to protect you. "
Orlan's words were verified by the face of the territorial servant who came up to help him.
"You can come out now because the King of Kausantan can't figure out our bottom line. No matter who we send for marriage, they are unwilling. They just want Edinburgh and hope to open the way to the south.
Don't worry, I always protect loyal people in every possible way. Just live in the mountainous area for a year or two, and when I defeat the Vikings, you can come back gloriously.
I’ll seal it for you, and you can be a man from any country you want!
Italy, Constantine, and even Asia Minor, I can change the paper,
At that time, the kingdom’s land will not be limited to this. I will reward you with warmer land further south.
Tyrell couldn't bear to listen to the art of drawing a big pie and kept biting his tongue.
"I fought off the traitors for the country, even..."
Tyrell was talking about the chaos in the royal city and joining forces with Oran.
Seeing that the cold words had no effect, Oran said, "Don't ask what England can do for you, ask what you can do for England."
Finally, the marriage partner was determined to be the rough woman who fought with Tyrell and even gave him a drink of her own...
"Your Excellency, that bitch likes women!" Tyrell struggled for his life.
"She likes women and you like men. This is a combination of sacrifice for the interests of the country and not mixed with despicable love. What a perfect match."
Oran has become impatient.
If this were me, I would definitely sacrifice myself for England without saying a word!
The awareness of these illiterate county chiefs is still too low.
The servant secretly told him, "Your Excellency has tried his best. In this month alone, in order to snatch you back, more than twenty knights and above have been killed or injured. Some nobles were dissatisfied with this action, but they were all suppressed by Your Excellency."
Tyrrell's fist went from tight to loose.
This time, the contact was extremely smooth, and the price fell back to 60%.
Sixty percent of the tax revenue in Edinburgh County will be taken by the Scots, who will send estate stewards to indirectly control the northern lands.
If you don't comply, facing two thousand mountain warriors, Oran will have no choice but to give up the land to the north and shrink its power and population.
Both parties also write a marriage letter:
Witness God and all the angels, and noble lords,
Our nobleman Tyrell will marry Scotland's daughter...
The wedding will be held in the north, and countless people will witness this sacred moment.
After marriage, Tyrrell lived in Scotland, and his future children will be named after the woman...
We promise to protect her with all our strength... and give her a happy and peaceful life..."
The two sides are also conducting a lot of negotiations on trade details.
The king also tentatively asked to see Oran's wife, his cousin.
This was a hostage approach, and Oran directly rejected it. Finally, he agreed to find a neutral location where he could reminisce about old times and hastily ended the topic.
The mountain people need food, and Olan agrees to open multiple granary strongholds in the north for relief purposes.
The Scots also have to do two things. One is to contain the Vikings in Northern Ireland.
Ireland is also currently at war.
The Southern Kingdom of Munster created the legend of "Neil's Nine Hostages",
The king said that he had found a woman with the blood of the ancient king and took her as his concubine, thus confronting Yin Val and other island leaders.
If the Scots can share a little more pressure, the Irish pirates will not be able to get ashore in a short time.
Another thing is to acknowledge the miracles of the Protestants.
The Catholic monks in their country have to learn and sing about Joan of Arc, The Story of Beihai, The Sword in the Stone, etc.
Spiritual needs and material needs, one of them can confuse people's hearts.
As long as Oran can hold off the Vikings in the next battle, the sect will prosper even more.
Bring the Lionheart out so that the main force of the Vikings is more likely to come from Kent or East Anglia.
Olan did everything he should do and shouldn't do.
