Lawrence's words were certainly not so simple, he first briefly reviewed the past glory and friendship between the Clairman and Clegg Horn family, and then made a lot of diplomatic rhetoric. All of these made Charlotte unmotivated, and what really scared him into a cold sweat was about the marriage contract between Vivien Leigh and Elbert.

After hearing the news, Charlotte was full of excitement, and half of the alcohol on her body suddenly disappeared.

He looked around at the nobles, and apart from the jealous and sad expressions of the young and unmarried nobles, the married people showed great interest in the wedding. They cheered loudly and raised glasses in celebration, showing the enthusiasm and roughness of the boys in the north to the fullest.

Charlotte tries to search for Claire, but the smell of alcohol swells again, making everything in front of him seem obscure. He suddenly remembered the promise Lawrence had made to him at the State Guesthouse in the water capital, and the shock and sadness in his heart were instantly detonated by alcohol.

Charlotte shook her hand and was about to rush in front of Lawrence.

"Don't be impulsive!" but Count Ferrard grabbed him, "If you have anything to say after the banquet, talk to the Grand Duke alone!"

The Earl of Fellard can be said to have grown up watching Charlotte.

When he was a child, he was full of interest in this son-in-law who never followed the rules. also said to his wife - if he can't achieve a career in the future, then he will become a demon king of the mixed world, and he will definitely not be mediocre anyway!

I don't know if Count Ferrard considered the possibility of Charlotte doing something great as a demon king at that time.

Okay! It's a bit of a mouthful. Having said so much, in fact, it is just to show that among the many related people in Charlotte who can be called elders, Ferrard's understanding of Charlotte can definitely rank in the top five. Not only that, but he has also been paying attention to Charlotte's growth over the years, and he regrets and appreciates this former prospective son-in-law who dissolved the marriage contract for some reason.

Of course, there's no way not to appreciate it. Whether it is identity, bloodline, ability, talent, or potential, Charlotte especially said that in the world of Steeu, even in the entire multiverse, it is the top rate!

But because he knew his excellence, the Count of Ferrard also knew his shortcomings. Charlotte's brow moved, and the Earl of Ferrard realized that he was going to do something stupid when he was drunk, so he hurriedly grabbed him and stopped him in his ear.

Charlotte, who was drunk, was about to shake her hands angrily, but forcibly restrained her anger after noticing that it was the Earl of Ferrard who was pulling him. He lowered his voice and said, "Count, he promised me!"

He was referring to Lawrence, of course.

"Anyway, Charlotte, if you rush up now, it's all over, there's no room to maneuver!"

"He's announced it in public, is there any room for manoeuvre?"

The Earl of Ferrard looked around nervously, and Charlotte could judge Lawrence without hesitation, but he couldn't. He thought for a moment, lowered his voice and said, "Yes, don't forget, there is another person in the Duchy whose voice is just as important! ”

"Ahh

He shook Count Ferrard's hand gratefully, and shook it again and again, "Thank you, thank you, Count, you are really my good brother!"

The alcohol and excitement made him incoherent!

The Count of Ferrard was laughing and crying, and now he felt that it might not be a wise choice to deliberately pour him wine.

"Charlotte, you've drunk too much. At this time, Claire also separated the crowd and came to Charlotte's side, and when she saw his red-faced appearance, Claire's heart was in her throat, "Thank God! I'm worried you're going to rush up." ”

"Actually, it's pretty much it, Viscount Claire. Count Ferrard looked at Claire with a wry smile, his hand still not being able to pull it back.

"Who are you?" Claire had never met Count Ferrard, who was following the Grand Duke in the Northern War when he was a guest at Fellard Castle.

The Count of Ferrard was not annoyed, and introduced himself, "I am Bartlett Ferrard, Cecilia's father. ”

"Ah! Thanks to you and your daughter!" Claire said, casting a distantly compassionate glance at Charlotte, who had not noticed Claire's presence until then.

He let go of Count Ferrard's stiff hand, grabbed Claire's shoulder, and shook it, "Brother, did you hear what he said?"

"Yes, I heard you. ”

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

"Of course I'm in a hurry! But until then, can you let me talk properly, I don't want to rock like a boat anymore!"

After Claire finished speaking, she actually showed a rare tangled expression. He bit his lower lip and frowned as if he was embarrassed about something. Finally, he sighed, shook his head as if he was annoyed with himself, and glanced quickly at the people around him, before lowering his voice and whispering into Charlotte's ear.

"Listen, brother. I have no intention of stirring up trouble, but I am not shy about saying that I am now full of jealousy and anger, and I would like to stab Albert to death. I would like to say that if you really want to stop this, maybe you can talk to Lady Rebecca, and if that doesn't work, take the princess to Icewind, for the Grand Duke, no matter how strong, will not dare to be rude to Her Majesty Sylvia. It's not the end of the matter yet, so you have to calm down and don't make a mistake first!"

"Ahh ”

"Don't be impulsive! Now you can't solve anything by rushing forward. ”

"I know, I almost rushed up, but my good brother Bartlett dissuaded me. So I'm going to wait until the banquet is over to talk to my father alone. ”

Over there, Count Ferrard gave Claire an awkward smile.

The expressions of Count Ferrard and Charlotte formed a sharp contrast, and the funny meaning made Claire, who was about to go crazy with jealousy, a little lighter.

Claire nodded gratefully to Count Ferrard and dragged Charlotte out of the banquet.

"Let's go, I'll get you some sobering potion, it's only going to make things worse with your current state!"

Claire looked more anxious than Charlotte, obviously her physical fitness was very average, but he was stunned to drag Charlotte, who couldn't walk steadily, like a fly.

Of course he was in a hurry, since the small town of Santos, he has been full of affection for that simple, kind but very brave little girl. It can even be said that in the continuous efforts and growth over the years, there has been no ingredient that will make herself worthy of her one day.

Elbert warmly hugged Lawrence, who had just finished his speech, in the banquet center, and he thanked him as a junior, intending to begin his short speech. At this time, the two people walking out of the crowd caught Elbert's attention, and he subconsciously looked there, and his eyes happened to be directly opposite Claire.

Elbert nodded slightly at Claire in a friendly manner, and then looked at Charlotte, who was staggering a little bit by Claire, and Elbert, who immediately understood what was going on, winked at Claire playfully.

But his friendliness went unanswered.

Claire only glanced at him with emerald green eyes, and even if it was only for a moment, Elbert felt the indifference and coldness in his eyes comparable to the ice that would not melt in the Far North for thousands of years!