Chapter 172 Treasure Hunt
Chapter 172 Treasure Hunt
Chapter 173 Treasure Hunt
"Lord Peter, if you can solve the riddle and find the Brunswick Armor, you will be the chosen one as prophesied, which will further confirm your identity as the Knight of God and greatly help us to rule Troski."
Even old Martin, a lifelong believer in God, came to Lion Village to tell this story, which shows how influential this legend is.
Peter regretted not having obtained this armor set when he played the game in his previous life, so he paid attention to the quest guide and knew the hiding places of the various parts of the armor.
Moreover, the reason why this set of armor was not properly preserved in the Prague Royal Palace but instead appeared in Trossky is also somewhat rumored. In short, it's a melodramatic story.
In short, King Wenceslaus, known as the Lazy King, favored a powerful knight named George Wattenberg, who could subdue a lion with his bare hands. The two were inseparable. The Lazy King believed the prophecy about the Brunswick armor: "One day someone will wear this armor again and bring glory to Bohemia." So the Lazy King bestowed the armor upon George.
George also believed that he was the one predicted, so he wore armor to participate in a tournament with many famous knights. He won the championship, but contracted the plague.
On his way back home, he passed through Troski, where his uncle, Chengyeko Wattenberg, was the lord at the time, and George died there.
His uncle, Cheng Yeke, believed that he might be the one in the prophecy. He neither buried the armor with his nephew nor returned it to the king; instead, he put it on himself.
This angered the Lazy King, who ordered him to return the legendary armor. Cheng Yeke refused, saying that he had inherited the armor from his nephew.
The lazy king was so angry that he decided to send troops to attack.
Cheng Yeke couldn't withstand the pressure, and at that time, he was already penniless because of the construction of Trossky Castle.
So he proposed selling the entire Trossky and its armor to the Lazy King.
The lazy king, unwilling to be taken advantage of, refused outright. Not long after, Cheng Yeke also died of the plague.
The lazy king forcibly seized Troski Castle and brought it under royal control, but after searching the entire castle, he could not find any trace of the Brunswick armor.
It was then sold to Count Seidleitz.
Later, the Seidleitz family sold the castle to von Polgár, and now it has been captured by Peter.
After several twists and turns, people had forgotten about the Brunswick armor, but now they have found clues to the riddle again.
Clearly, this riddle was left by Lord Cheng Yeke.
Peter thought for a moment and came up with an idea.
"Publish this riddle and add a reward. Whoever solves the riddle and finds a piece of equipment will be rewarded with 100 Groshens."
Peter knew that the armor was divided into four parts: a turban and leg armor, arm armor, plate armor, and a lion-head helmet. The total cost was only 400 Groshens, but it could create a sensational treasure hunt throughout the territory, which would also provide some entertainment for everyone.
The armor from hundreds of years ago is outdated, but it is important to spread the news of the armor's discovery through treasure hunting to generate publicity for oneself.
It's like spending 400 Grossens to beat a "destined" GG, not a bad deal.
Soon, a mystery-solving campaign, with a reward offered by the town government, official guarantees, and full public participation, began.
Not only did the villagers in the eighteen villages of the Troski territory become active, but merchants from other places also became restless.
Some people spout outrageous theories, some boast in pubs, some take their shovels to the woods to dig aimlessly after work, and some hide in their cabins racking their brains to figure things out...
That's one hundred Groshins! Many people don't save that much in their entire lives. Soldiers have to risk their lives three times over to earn that much!
Peter also gave Old Martin a hint: five days. If no one had solved the riddle by then, he would secretly send his own men to dig for treasure according to Peter's answer.
Five days of revelry is enough; any longer and it will affect work and production.
Once they have gathered all the parts of the armor, make them perform a "tribute of auspicious omens" ceremony, and then reluctantly accept it. In this way, the armor will smoothly fall into your hands.
George was at a disadvantage after being rewarded with armor by the kingdom, while Cheng Yeke, greedy as he was, hid the armor.
And since he was "lifted up by the people" to receive the armor, wouldn't the title of "Son of Heaven" be even more legitimate?
As for someone finding the armor and hiding or taking it away? I already knew the location of the armor in advance, how could I let you take it away?
The game rules, the referees, the guards—they're all my people. How dare you try to rip me off? Peter had already planned this.
Just as the territory of Trotsky was rapidly developing and a nationwide treasure hunt was underway, news of Peter's defeat of the three surrounding lords and complete occupation of Trotsky reached Kutenberg and Prague.
"Well done! As expected of Lord Peter!"
In the Kutenberg Cave Tavern, Hert found Jessica and Henry and recounted the news of Trossky's victory. Henry couldn't help but clap and cheer.
"These three battles were highly tactical!"
Jessica listened with increasing interest, stroking his chin in thought. What would he have done if he had been attacked from three sides? It seemed impossible for him to have done better than Peter.
"It sounds like you guys really admire this redhead Peter?"
The man with a face full of pimples and a bowl-cut hairstyle asked.
"He's extraordinary, you could even call him a legend, Hynek. You and he are the complete opposite."
Jessica said this to the bowl cutter.
The man with the bowl cut hairstyle in front of me is none other than Heinicke, the drunkard who stirred up trouble in Kutenberg.
Jessica and Henry went to great lengths to rescue this captured "criminal" some time ago, even taking on the role of highway robbers.
But thankfully, the drunkard was rescued without serious injury.
Henry then went on errands to find the scattered drunkards.
In the end, only three core members were recovered: Kubinka, the kind-hearted but alcoholic musketeer; Adel, the womanizing Polish sausage enthusiast; and János, the chef and seasoned driver.
"Why do you say that? We'd like to hear it too; how can someone be so highly regarded by Jessica?"
"I can't believe it," Spinka, a core member of the Drunkards' Legion, asked curiously.
After thinking for a moment, Jessica said, "That Lord Peter was an illegitimate child who rose to power in Trostsky as a bandit and then became a noble lord through his own efforts."
"Well, I admit it's the exact opposite of him. I was originally a noble member of the Kustatt family, but now I've become a bandit that everyone hates."
The alcoholic Hynik shrugged and said indifferently.
Jessica continued, "He treated civilians very well. Even when he was a bandit, he did not rob or harm civilians. Instead, he established a camp to shelter the homeless and provided medicine on credit to poor farmers."
"Well, wherever I go, blood flows like rivers; I commit murder, arson, and all sorts of atrocities."
"I can't drink," Hynik replied casually, taking a sip of his strong liquor.
"His core members are all very powerful, including old monks of the Knights Order who have fought for thirty years, sword masters who have left the city, highly skilled alchemists, poachers with godlike archery skills, and mercenaries who have fought for many years."
Henry added some further details.
"Alright, alright, my men are all a bunch of scoundrels who rape, plunder, eat, drink, and have fun. Are you happy now?"
The drunkard shrugged at Jessica and Henry, then turned to Kubinka, Adel, and János, "What do you think of this bandit baron?"
"I think it's great. What the world needs most are lords who can consider the interests of the peasants."
Kubinka had previously joined a peasant uprising and had a great fondness for lords who were willing to consider the plight of the common people.
"I've spent my whole life either killing people or cursing others. I've burned down more churches than I've confessed. Being a good person doesn't suit me."
Adel said dismissively.
"If I meet him, I might treat him to my Polish sausage."
Chef János was as enthusiastic as ever.
Don't say that in front of Lord Peter, or I'm afraid you'll get a beating.
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