Chapter 811
With a crisp sound, Loren only came to remember to feel a pain in his cheek.
When I raised my head again, I only saw Charlotte's face looked frosty, and his staring eyes were full of killing intent.
"Clang——!"
Under the girl's black Golden Lion shawl, a sharp dagger was unsheathed; the whistling sound of sharp blades made you hear the black hair wizard Hairs stand upside down.
The next second, that dagger had already pierced his face!
Looking at his face, Loren almost reacted instinctively; with his left hand turned over, he gently stopped Charlotte's wrist while holding the palm of his back, pushing the tip of the sword aside.
It is not dangerous, but in such a sudden situation, Loren, who has not recovered his body, wants to control his strength and try not to hurt her. It is really necessary to concentrate attention completely.
"Tsk!"
One hit the missed Crimson Blood Castle female count, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but there was no sign of giving up; the left raised hand immediately revealed The Hidden Blade under the wrist pointed at the black hair wizard's throat and stabbed it.
Loren, who had no time to dodge, had to back up, and at the same time, the right hand had been pushed towards Charlotte's wrist; the right foot took the opportunity to step and stopped in front of her knee.
Unsurprisingly, the inexperienced female count shuddered, and the black hair wizard who seized the opportunity immediately held her two wrists, kicked over the chair, and directly pressed her in the round table hall. Round table.
"pa ——!"
With a muffled noise, Charlotte's upper body was pressed against the table by the black hair wizard, and her long hair spread out like a waterfall. The rapid gasp couldn't calm the anger in her pupils.
"What are you doing?!"
Loren didn't dare to let go, the strength from his hand told him that Charlotte hadn't given up yet.
"Kill you!"
The female count stared wide-eyed, struggling with gnashing teeth, her feet kept kicking back and forth.
"Why?! Uh... I know that I may have done a lot of wrong things. In some cases, I did not have time to discuss with you, so I made my own claim a little... But it's not to the point, right?!"
"You know, you still know?!" Charlotte's voice was trembling.
"Yes, I know I was wrong. I will now apologize to you with the most sincere attitude-as long as you can calm down and don't be so impulsive, let me do whatever I want to punish, OK. Can’t?!"
"Go to hell!"
Charlotte suddenly rushed forward viciously, taking advantage of the black hair wizard caught off guard, and aimed the Hidden Blade again. His neck.
"pu ——!"
The arrow leaves the string!
Loren's eyes widened in astonishment, his gaze locked the black shadow coming towards his neck, and the muscles of his body were immediately tightened...with the greatest strength, he leaned back and dodged.
In an instant, the sound of arrows tearing the air echoed in his ears like the death knell of Death God.
"Bang--!"
The black hair wizard lay down on the ground, and his right hand pressed firmly on his throat.
Charlotte slowly got up from the table, looked at Loren on the ground in amazement, and then glanced at the Hidden Blade (hand crossbow) with the arrow out of the sheath on his wrist, still in shock.
Next moment, Loren, who was lying on the ground, got up tremblingly, his blood-stained right hand was holding the crossbow arrow, and the tip of the arrow was attached to the flesh of his neck.
The difference is only a few cents.
For a while, the round table hall fell into a dead silence.
The silent Charlotte grabbed a chair and sat down angrily.
After confirming that she would not pounce again, the black hair wizard also got up; but still watching carefully, standing at a distance of about three steps from Charlotte.
The atmosphere is icy.
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
After hesitating for a while, Loren still spoke slowly.
"Excuse me?" Charlotte sneered, staring at him with a pair of eyes, and ridiculed in the words: "You are dignified to save Boye, save the empire and attack. The hero of Silverhelm Mountain, our Duke...what can you do to excuse me?"
"I..."
"Do you understand it?!"
Charlotte, who was hysterical, interrupted him directly, and water was glowing in her slightly trembling eyes: "In order to stabilize this newly unified Byrne, in order to maintain our relationship with the Yunling Kingdom, and the Sky Palace How much effort does it take for the relationship?!"
"I understand." Loren sighed: "Little Yodd told me, he said you..."
" You don’t understand!"
Charlotte gritted her teeth, and the complexion pale to the extreme: "If you know, then you won’t be arbitrarily on the front lines! You only know to send back a letter with a letter. Send one bad news after another, telling me that the Thousand Tendency City was besieged, and Grand Duke Boyi failed miserably and failed to attack Silverhelm Mountain..."
"I can only endure it, even if I pretend to laugh. Come out; because the Byrne people are watching, the dwarf’s messengers are watching, and the Empire is watching too! I can’t let them know that the Duke of Byrne is dead!"
"You captured Silverhelm Mountain , Created a feat that the Knights of the past generations failed to accomplish, so majestic... But the price is the frontier of the Yunling Kingdom Chen Bing, the dwarf supreme king even listed you as a mortal enemy, the war is already on the verge!"
"You promised to discuss with me to decide how the Centaur War will end, but in the end you sent the letter on your own terms; most of the empire was people were alarmed, and the church kept clamoring in the Sky Palace to set up a heresy in Byrne Tribunal!"
"And the shameless prince... Do you really think that everyone else is a fool, but you are a wise man? When Byrne's supplies arrive at Thousand Tent, everyone in the empire will Knowing what is going on, the dispute between the crown prince will be completely exposed!"
Charlotte smiled, but smiled bitterly: "I haven't seen it too clearly before, but now I understand it. …Loren Torino, when you do what you think is right, you don’t consider other people’s feelings and opinions."
"In your eyes, as long as the result is good, everything else doesn’t matter. Whatever others think...is it?"
Loren looked at her, the pupils that became more and more visible, the pale complexion, the bloodshot eyes, and the visibly thin body. …Can't say a word.
"You have found a turning point in the battle, you have seized the best opportunity, even if you are in a dangerous situation, you must attack the enemy to save, bet all the chips in your hand; then, you win ."
"But have you ever considered whether Byrne can afford the price of such a victory?" Female count's voice choked with a hint of disappointment in her eyes:
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"Isn’t the end of the Black Duke enough to teach you, or that you are also a madman who treats him as a hero to worship?!"
Charlotte gritted her teeth, and her tears have slipped. Over his cheeks, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
She stood up abruptly and turned around, leaving Loren with a trembling back.
The black hair wizard lifts the head calmly, with a heavy expression: "Charlotte, I..."
"Loren! Torino!"
Female count turned around abruptly, a pair of red eyes on his tear-stained cheeks staring at him, gnashing teeth:
"My! Duke! Your lord——!"
The sound of tearing the heart and lungs echoed in the hall.
"When you believe oneself infallible to protect others, win victory by fair means or foul, bet everything time and time again, bet your own life, have you ever really thought about it? ……”
“……How much do I worry about you?”
Startled suddenly, the pupils of the black hair wizard shrank suddenly.
The hall was silent again.
The two facing each other are standing less than three steps away from each other, but they seem to be separated by a long gully, and they can only look at each other in the distance.
"...I'm sorry."
When I say this word again, it seems like a century has passed.
The calm black hair wizard lifts the head, looking into her eyes: "I know this is not enough to forgive you, but... I still hope you can accept my apology."
"Apologize?" Charlotte sneered, indifferently said: "I don't need your apology, and you have nothing to apologize-this is Byrne, in Byrne, the winner does not have to accept any accusations."
"What if you just apologize? You will still do it next time. You still don't care about other people's thoughts and eyes. You still don't care about the risks you face and what these mean."
Loren frowned slightly without saying a word.
"You are no longer just a sorcerer, a wandering Knight or wizard advisor, Loren Torino." She whispered: "Behind you is no longer just a close friend, but a whole duchy."
"As the grand prince of a country, it means that in the face of a crisis, you can no longer escape, or even arbitrarily; the act of betting your life to fight may seem brave, but it is a cure for you. The most irresponsible behavior of the people."
"Yes, just like the Black Duke...Roland Torino." Charlotte said indifferently: "As a Byrne, a Torino, I respect him , Admiring a hero like him, he can sacrifice his life in order to save the empire, even if he is not understood by everyone, he can fight to the last moment."
"He is worthy of the name of Torino, and he can be called Byrne Knight is a role model, but...as the Duke of Byrne, he hardly has any qualified place!"
"Clearly there are so many opportunities to resolve discords, clearly there are so many ways to resolve disputes, However, we have to choose the simplest and easiest way to intensify contradictions; must rely on war, duel, and show his heroism; never give any explanation, the end is not understood, and even the people rebel!"
"Did he die of being slandered and misunderstood? No! He died of conceit, of arrogance, of his incompetence as a duke!"
"Such a hero, let I look down upon it!"
Pushing her lips tightly, Charlotte, with a complex look, stands in front of the black hair wizard, with unwiped tears still hanging on her face, watching the black hair wizard calmly:
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"If you are still willing to follow my advice, if you have not completely become the next'duke of black'... then try and learn how to become a qualified Duke of Byrne."
Although she still had an indifferent expression, there was a hint of imploring in her faint tone.
The black hair wizard said nothing, but his mood was extremely complicated.
Should I confess all this to Charlotte?
If you don’t say anything, the contradictions you don’t understand will only get deeper; but if you tell her...will the consequences be more serious?
Is his decision already in the "Black Cross" Seror's expectation?
"pa ——!"
The door was pushed open.
"Excuse me." With steady steps, Charles's voice sounded: "count, and... Duke Loren."
The silence of death was instantly broken.
Loren and Charlotte separated immediately, and at the same time turned their eyes to the direction of Steward of the Scarlet Blood Castle.
"Charles, I didn't say..."
"The situation is special, count." Interrupted softly, the dignified Red Blood Fort Steward stopped and looked Very casually glanced at the chaotic hall, the female count with scattered hairstyles and tears, and the black hair wizard holding a crossbow in her hand.
brows lightly raise, he concealed his expression: "Ten days ago, you told me that if Eboden’s guests arrive, you must be notified immediately-if the Duke has returned, the Duke must be notified."
"Under weighing, I decided to execute the priority order."
A guest of Eboden?
Loren's eyes flashed with confusion... He heard from Jr. that Charlotte was preparing to join forces with the wizard tower to resist the pressure from the church, but it was too fast.
"Association with Eboden, we started to do it on the 2nd day of your departure, and only a little bit of results were achieved two months ago."
I noticed the black hair wizard expression. Charlotte’s coldly snorted, ridiculously full of color: "Why, don’t we have to wait until Lord Duke causes trouble, and then think of a way to solve it?"
Loren coughed awkwardly: "So...what did Eboden say?"
At this moment, Charlotte took back the posture of the Scarlet Blood Castle female count, her head raised slightly, solemn and solemn, and generous: "Eboden... To be precise, the nine-pointed star wizard tower accepted our invitation and is very happy to do so."
"On the one hand, recently, due to the imperial trial and the blood sect incident, the church’s reputation Having received a very heavy blow, the Tower of Wizards is suffering from no way to seize the opportunity to expand their power and influence;"
"On the other hand, a duke from the wizard class like you has been born in the twelfth generation. For the first time...under the combination of the two, of course they are impossible to let go of such a good opportunity, but..."
"But neither the wizard tower nor the Eboden can be directly on the surface and bye. Well negotiated, and the two duchy of the East and the West are joined together. That is tantamount to picking the bottom line of the Battle Emperor country."
Charles accepted Charlotte’s words and continued: "The covenant between the two parties can only be private , And in a way that will not disgust the empire."
Loren deeply agrees with this; after seeing the reactions of Brandon and Charlotte, he really can’t continue to challenge The nerves of the Vault of Heaven.
"So, the Wizard Tower thought of some other, reasonable, and more legal ways to promote bilateral friendship and exchanges; so even if Holy Cross Church has objections, on the surface they can’t blame What."
"For example?" Loren eyebrows raised, there is always a bad feeling about his expression.
"For example..." Charles paused again, looking towards black hair wizard with his gaze:
"Choose a wizard consultant for you."