Chapter 671
The day is sinking.
The Knights of the Scarlet Blood Castle, standing with their swords, still guarded the gates of the palace hall, not allowing anyone to approach; the red light of the setting sun dyed the palace at dusk into scarlet.
Good wine is like blood, and dusk is like blood.
As the sun sets little by little, the atmosphere in the palace has become more and more tense; the Knights who could have leisurely wait around or visit the courtyard of the Red Blood Castle have also begun to involuntarily Gathering; people outside the gate were crowded, and more and more eyes began to move towards the same direction.
The Euroguard Captain, who was guarding the door, also had to tighten the string, for fear that someone with a sudden head would want to break in.
It is getting late, and the closed door still shows no signs of opening.
Even standing on the stairs, the black hair wizard can hear the faint conversations in the crowd behind him, and the tense faces seem to be full of worry, urgent Want to know what happened behind the door.
The western knights headed by the rock fort have obviously begun to be unable to bear it, and they are noisy and want to rush into the hall to find out; the red blood castle and a group of northern knights try their best to discourage, but these The rock guards are obviously more accustomed to talking with swords.
Qiaowang Peak and the Knights in the east are more worried about how the roundtable discussions are going. They are closer to Boye, and they are more worried about whether to help them; and the Southern Knights, who have never experienced a similar situation. We have begun to split, and there are people on both sides to persuade and encourage them.
The darker the sky, the more the atmosphere outside the gate with swords drawn and bows bent; the scene in front of us made Euron Guard Captain want to adjust the guards of the Scarlet Blood Castle several times to stabilize the order. But I am worried that this will completely intensify the situation in front of me, and I am in a dilemma.
The black hair wizard standing on the stairs still looks like, staring at the closed door intently.
Compared with the commotion behind him, the situation behind the door is the key to everything.
"You know, even if everyone supports the Torino family, Charlotte may not win."
Even if Jr. Jordan really wants to comfort Loren, the moment he speaks It is still an involuntarily irony: "She has not fought a war, and has not received any training that Knight deserves... Which Knight would believe her and willingly obey her command?"
black hair wizard remain unmoved.
"Even if they are really willing, what can they do? If you want to repel the Centaur's attack, you can only speak with a sword. This is not the strong point of our Scarlet Blood Castle count!" , Jr. still couldn’t help saying:
"even more how don’t forget her biggest weakness...Charlotte Torino, she is a woman."
" How?" Loren asked faintly, the pupils of pitch black shining brightly: "We have a female count, a female emperor, and another... Why can't there be another female grandfather?"
There is also a female wizard...but this can’t be said.
Little Yod frowned: "I didn't say no, but the Round Table Council will definitely use this to attack her, and it will say that they are thinking about him. This is their It can be used to threaten Charlotte’s greatest capital."
"Unless she wants to completely collapse with the entire round table council, she must make a compromise...considering the current situation, the blood that undermines this meeting must be compromised. Fort count may become a target of public criticism, and the Torino family will be completely hopeless."
"Why do you know this?" Loren turned his head and looked a little surprised.
"Otherwise?"
To this kind of stupid question, Jr. Yod’s expression is unspeakable irony: "Yord, the youngest branch of the Chamber of Commerce Chief- In-Charge, the next generation heir, and the executor of the Northern Project...Charlotte has experienced everything she has experienced now, do you think I have not experienced it before?"
Looking at the overexcited little Yod , The black hair wizard just shrugged, pretending that he didn't hear anything.
"If Charlotte does not choose to compromise and retreat, the Round Table Council will lose its choice and have to choose another lord who can become the commander of Knight to become the new duke, or find someone who can take care of the Torino family Compromise with the count of interests."
"Angert of Rock Fort, Eckert of Fury Fort, Glenwell of Storm Fort...all possible."
After calming down, Jr. sighed: "But if Charlotte is willing to compromise for the sake of the overall situation, she must have a husband... to balance the appeal of the Torino family of this generation among Knights."
"As for the measure, whether to master everything or become the husband's puppet, in the end even the Scarlet Blood Castle had to give in and let the Torino family become the husband's vassal... It depends on her wrist. "
For the sake of the overall situation... it seems reasonable, but Loren at this moment sounds incredibly ironic.
For the sake of the overall situation, she must be asked to pack and sell herself, right?
Is it true that in this world all the oppressed, those who suffer injustice, and those who sacrifice themselves, will eventually receive a consolation prize of "for the sake of the overall situation"?
"Boom————!"
Just as the mood in the palace was getting higher and higher, and when it became more and more tense, the closed door was suddenly opened.
Below the stairs, the two Knights who were facing each other involuntarily turned their heads; the palace guards outside the door scattered to the sides, bowing respectfully.
Thirteen Knight lords with different expressions, filed out from the center of the gate; Charlotte Torino, with his head up and chest high, walked at the forefront of all counts, led by Rocky Castle and Fury Castle The Lords of Knight follow closely from behind, lining up beside her like two wings.
The restlessness above the palace stopped abruptly. In a dead silence, everyone was stared wide-eyed, holding their breath, waiting tensely.
The thirteen Knight lords are still moving forward; the crowd on the stairs is separated from the center like a wave, making way for them.
The calm and light pace struck the stone slabs of the white stairs, and a crisp echo resounded in a quiet palace.
The crowd gradually separated, and the black hair wizard who had been squeezed in the crowd once again became alone; Little Yod, who was originally behind him, now hides aside very interestingly.
The counts finally stopped, and only the Scarlet Blood Castle Count walked forward alone; with an extraordinarily proud smile, he stood in front of the black hair wizard with his hands behind his back.
The two people stood among the overlapping crowds, staring at each other intently, as if they were observing each other's every move, their sharp gazes wanted to pierce each other directly.
One minute later, the black hair wizard who took the lead in "surrendering" showed a very false smile: "Success?"
"Otherwise?" lightly snorted, Charlotte Te bends the corners of his mouth and deliberately drags a long tone: "Or say...Do you think I will fail?"
"No, I'm not talking about this..."
What I want to ask is...how much did you pay in exchange for this victory?
Looking at the Knight Lords with different expressions standing behind her, Loren didn't believe that these people would let Charlotte win without a price.
Look at them...Which one is Charlotte's "new" husband?
Gritting his teeth, the corner of the black hair wizard's mouth twitched.
Now is not the time to ask about this. She just won a difficult victory. What I should do is to encourage her and praise her, not... At this time, I have nothing to look for and make the atmosphere. More embarrassing.
"So, I should congratulate you now?" Reluctantly squeezing out a smile, Loren tried his best to make his expression look natural: "Uh...or I should bow and salute, one knee Kneel and kiss the back of your hand-you know, I don't know much about this process."
Looking at the flustered black hair wizard, the smile on Charlotte's face grew more and more.
"No, you said the opposite."
You said the opposite?
"Sorry, I don’t quite understand what you mean...or do you mean that Byrne’s customs are different from other places?" Loren’s tone was stiff, and the smile on his face became more and more awkward, feeling the surrounding The atmosphere has become more and more awkward.
"No, the order is reversed." Charlotte stared into those dark eyes. Loren's panic seemed to be directly related to her joy: "It should be me bowing to you. One-knee kneels, kiss the back of your hand."
"Loren ·Torino...My Lord Duke!"
At this moment, Loren really froze.