In the forest of Andalus, the young Earl Simon de Montfort is hunting with his knights.

This is not some aristocratic entertainment, but his first mission after he came to Iberia to inherit his grandmother's earldom - to drive away wild beasts for the people in the territory.

Of course, under normal circumstances, the lords will not parti

cipate in person, they will only assign their knights to do these things.

But Simon is different. Before last month, he was just a noble of Gallia.

 In order to avoid competing with his brother for the title of Gallia, he left his hometown and came to Iberia. At that time, hunting was just his daily training and hobby.

Simon never thought of competing for the title, even though his father believed that he inherited the blood of the wolf king and valued him very much, intending to train him as an heir. 

In order to avoid fighting with his brother Louis and not to make his mother sad, Simon chose to leave his hometown to reassure his brother. Simon believed that he could make a career anywhere with his ability.

No one would doubt this.

Simon had the same affection for his father and brother. His father was a wise man who loved his son. In order to train Simon, he used many connections to send Simon, who was only seven years old at the time, to the home of the chief knight of the empire to receive various training and studies about knighthood. 

It was not until Simon graduated successfully as an adult and was awarded honors by His Majesty the King that the loving father let go of Simon with relief when he knew that Simon insisted on leaving his homeland and going to Iberia to inherit the title.

Although his elder brother Louis was not very close to him, their relationship was not bad. They only greeted each other on a daily basis. After knowing that Simon decided to leave Gallia, Louis opened his heart and regarded Simon as a brother rather than a competitor.

The land of the title inherited by Simon is located in the south-central part of Iberia, and the central castle is in Andalus. It is not too cold here in winter, there are many kinds of fruits and vegetables, and there are dense forests.

Today is the first time he has stepped out of the castle since he took office. The hunting activity that should only require the dispatch of knights has become a rare opportunity for him to relax himself.

The horse's hooves stepped through the forest, and Simon dismounted to check the clues hidden in the bushes to determine the direction.

This morning, a farmer came to the castle to report that he saw traces of wild boars in this forest.

Wild boars always appear in groups, which are extremely harmful to farmland and people. They are the main expulsion targets of the lords. After receiving the news, Simon couldn't wait to throw away the parchment scroll in his hand and led the team out to hunt.

He soon found the footprints of wild boars in the bushes.

The knight who followed closely behind him also saw the footprints.

The knight, eager to show off in front of the new earl, answered: "The footprints are still fresh, they must have just walked by."

"There are quite a few, three big ones and nine small ones, a big family."

Simon also understood these, he stood up and shook off the dirt from the hand.

The farmer's information was very accurate, there were indeed a lot of wild boars in this group, fortunately most of them should be cubs that were born not long ago, if they can be caught, they can be sold for a lot of money.

Simon jumped on the horse and chased all the way to the footprints.

Soon they found the wild boars foraging under the fallen leaves in an oak forest.

As expected, there were three adult wild boars and nine piglets. This was a group of three female wild boars. Although they were fierce without fangs, they were easier to deal with than male wild boars. 

Moreover, they had just experienced a harsh winter and the female wild boars that had just given birth were obviously much thinner. Simon killed the largest one alone, and the other knights killed the remaining two adult wild boars and captured all the piglets alive.

The screaming piglets were tied up with their limbs, put into sacks and hung on the horses, and the three dead adult wild boars were carried by the followers and followed behind the team.

On the way back, Simon wanted to walk slowly. The later he went back, the later he could deal with those headache-inducing parchment scrolls. 

God knows why there are so many contents that need to be calculated.

The knights and followers followed their lord quietly, and no one would disturb him at this time.

Suddenly, a violet silk belt fell from the tree, fluttering in the wind.

Simon subconsciously tightened the reins, and his beloved horse stepped on the spot, gently shook its head and neighed.

The people behind him naturally stopped.

"My Lord Earl, what's wrong?"

Simon raised his hand and pointed: "Is there someone up there?"

The knights' eyesight was well-trained. They looked in the direction of the Earl's finger, and the first thing they saw was the ribbon swaying in the wind. Looking up along the light purple ribbon, there seemed to be a figure on the oak tree.

A knight said: "My Lord Earl, that seems to be a lady?"