The Prime Minister left in disarray, probably not expecting Charlotte's counterattack to be so strong and merciless.

Charlotte noticed that many of the nobles at the barracks were watching the situation carefully, but when they noticed Charlotte's gaze, they were either embarrassed or naturally whispered to the nobles around them.

Charlotte and Brent fell silent for a moment, their respective busyes going about their lives, Charlotte eating, and Brent still sipping on the glass of wine, which seemed to never be finished.

"I'm sorry!" said Brent just as Charlotte was about to find an excuse to leave, "he shouldn't have brought it up." After all, there was an appointment back then, and unless the northern border was invaded, Icewind Castle would never take the initiative to attack. ”

The meat of the sturgeon was brought to her mouth, and Charlotte tossed her fork on the tray with a clinking sound. The mage turned, his red eyes fixed on Brent.

"Are you apologizing on his behalf? I'm not an academic scholar who just stays in the lab and specializes in topics. ”

Brent didn't shy away from his gaze, he bowed slightly to express his apology, "It should be me who apologizes, my brother." ”

"yes, you still call me brother, don't you?" Charlotte shrugged with a smile, which somewhat eased the tension between the two, "If you asked me this question directly, I wouldn't be angry at all, but you shouldn't let your prime minister tempt me." I'll admit that would have a little more room to maneuver, but if it's a brother, I think it's better for me to talk openly and honestly. ”

Brent pinched his eyebrows tiredly, and Charlotte felt that his stress and fatigue were anything but acting.

A second son who could never inherit the throne if nothing else, but because of the successive deaths of family members, he took on responsibilities that he had never considered before, and he had to lead a country that was broken to the point of only one county to fight back against a powerful enemy. Just thinking about it, the pressure is so great that it makes people sick to the point of vomiting.

Brent rubbed his brows, propped his hands on the long table, and stared at the tender suckling pig on the table biting on the apple, as if to confide in the delicious food. Charlotte couldn't see his expression at the moment, and he thought that maybe it was because Brent didn't want to show his weakness and pressure in front of anyone, even if it was him.

"You're right. Charlotte, I can feel the change in me. If it had been before, I would have asked you this question myself with a grin. But now, I'm thinking more from the perspective of a politician. I will use words and deeds to suppress those who are not determined enough, I will make promises to my companions who trust me, and I will give inspiring speeches to the warriors who are bent on revenge......"

Brenton nodded and shook his head, as if even he couldn't figure out if this change was good or bad, "If you hadn't said this to me openly and honestly today, I might not have realized that my behavior patterns had changed unconsciously. Even my most trusted brother now makes a false diplomatic statement, and what is even more terrifying is that all this change is as imperceptible as a frog boiled in warm water. ”

Charlotte tapped him on the shoulder and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

"You don't need comfort, because kings don't need comfort. Brent rubbed one hand covertly under his hanging bangs, "Besides, I myself am not averse to this change, and I am even actively eager to accept it." ”

Brent looked up, and he was the heartless young man he remembered. He grinned and patted Charlotte on the shoulder.

"So if one day I do the same against you, don't mind, brother, I swear I have no bad intentions. In the same way, if you use similar tactics against me in the future, I will not take it to heart. ”

Charlotte opened her mouth, only to be interrupted by Brent with a serious expression. His expression changed so quickly that Charlotte's next 'I won't' didn't come true.

"Don't say you won't. Brent guessed Charlotte's mind as if he had a mind reader, and he looked at Charlotte's wide-eyed red eyes, and smiled slightly, "It's strange that I can guess what you're talking about? We all grow up slowly, saying lines and actions that are in line with the character's identity because of the change in the role we play. ”

"It may be late that day, but it's never absent. He patted Charlotte on the shoulder and smiled with emotion.

Charlotte always felt that his smile was a little bitter.

Before Charlotte could continue to think, Brent grinned again and asked, "You just said that you were open and honest, okay then." At least tonight, let me be honest with you, isn't it true that Grand Duke Sylvia and the Inner Ring Council of Icewind will send any mages, golems, or vassal legions to support you?"

Retracting the preface, Charlotte now thinks that it would be better for Brent to take the prime minister's tentative approach. After that conversation, the mage actually felt that he was full of pressure to refuse.

“…… Truth be told, it wouldn't be impossible if I spilled like a child and exaggerated the problem to the point where my life was endangered. Charlotte lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at Brent's expression, "But ......"

He stammered, not knowing what to do.

"Look! what did I say?" Brent chuckled, "I said a long time ago that as our roles change, so do our actions and the way we speak, don't they? ”

"Brent ......"

"That's why I said, we've all grown up and we've all changed......"

“…… You're right, but in any case, I will definitely spare no effort to help you in this war. ”

"I believe in you!" Brent took two more bottles of wine and handed Charlotte a glass, "but I want you to give me a promise." If things do get out of hand, then please leave me alone and let me accept the ending that suits my status as a king. ”

"Brent!"

Then I want you to take Nell and take him to Icewind Castle to take good care of him, let him live his life as an ordinary nobleman, never let him pick up a sword again, and never let him have unnecessary ambitions. I will make a will, and if you do this, then the inheritance of Rosente is yours!"

“…… Are you serious?"

Brent raised his glass to the wine, "as true as the wine in this glass." ”

"......," Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then said solemnly, "Then I promise you! If there really is such a day, I will avenge the revenge of the Leslie family!"

As soon as the goblet was touched, the two drank it all.

The next banquet was nothing worth mentioning, and Charlotte looked at Brent, who was comfortable and talkative in every corner of the banquet, but she couldn't be happy about his growth at all.

"People will always change, will they slowly do things that are in line with their identity, and say lines that are in line with their identity?" Charlotte closed her eyes, he was slightly drunk and enjoyed the taste of red wine on the tip of his tongue, "This is really desperate. It sounds like an actor who can only perform on stage with all his might according to a script set by the screenwriter or fate......"