“... By the way, did you know that the Duke has rarely participated in the Round Table Council lately......"

“... It is not surprising that the Duke had just returned from Boe, and was seriously wounded, and besides, there was Earl Charlotte in the House of the Round Table, so there was nothing to worry about......"

“... That's how strange it is, a duke and a count are both Turin, isn't the duke worried......"

“... What are you worried about? If you want to say that, I've heard a lot of news, and the relationship between the two seems to be getting worse and worse......"

“... Originally, it was impossible to be okay, one was a direct line and the other was a side branch, if it wasn't for an accident, how could the earl give up the dukedom position......"

“... Speaking of which, the Earl has been... Why don't you still want to marry......"

“... I've heard that Count Rammales of Mid-Lake City, and Lord Grenwell of Stormcastle, have ...... more than once."

“... No wonder the Duke is in a hurry to build a new castle, he really wants to ......"

“... Byrne's situation is getting more and more complicated......"

Charlotte Turin, with a blank face, walked in the middle of the corridor with her head held high, ignoring the crowds on both sides, and even if she occasionally touched her sight, only the other party would bow down in fear, or hurriedly look back and pretend to look at the scenery.

She didn't have to look at it at all, and she knew all about the "gossip" in those mouths.

In order to cover up the series of changes caused by the alliance between Byrne and Ebolden, Charlotte, Yord Jr., and Dalton single-handedly concocted a large number of "truths", which were scattered to every corner of the Red Blood Keep in various ways to divert attention and attention.

Although I know that all this is deliberately scattered by myself, but... Sometimes, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Feeling the gaze behind her, the scream of flies in her ears, Charlotte, who pursed the corners of her mouth, quickened her pace.

The expression of perseverance, as if making up one's mind.

Pushing open the door, you will see a familiar study in front of you—the air is dusty with light and shadow, the smell of parchment adds a touch of elegance to the quiet space, and the towering bookshelves are spotless, and the view is so clean that breathing and heartbeat are much clearer.

"Why are you here so late today?"

With a hint of jokingness, Loren, who was sitting cross-legged at the table, put down the teacup in his hand and glanced at the figure walking towards him.

"The temporary round table council has been extended because of the new agenda. ”

Taking a deep breath, the expressionless Charlotte hesitated for a moment before calmly sitting down opposite the black-haired wizard and stacking the thick stack of scrolls on the table:

"Because of a certain Duke who is keen on 'being lazy', the Council of the Round Table has to work two or three times as hard as it should have done in order to get the job at hand. ”

"And a certain 'Lord Duke' is precisely because of such a shrewd and capable earl that he has the opportunity to be 'lazy'......" The black-haired wizard with the corners of his mouth curled, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"I'm not complimenting you. ”

Looking at someone who had no repentance, and didn't even realize his mistake in the slightest, the frowning countess sighed tiredly.

"What's on topic today? I heard that several counts in the south seem to be quite dissatisfied with us for letting go of the Yunling Kingdom, and Lan Malos even directly flipped the table. ”

The black-haired wizard took the opportunity to interrupt and changed the subject: "If Grenwell hadn't stopped him in time, I'm afraid he would have rushed back to the territory directly, right?"

The countess did not answer, but looked at him with a blank face.

"That's... Is it to give aid to the 50,000 legions stationed in Poi, who is against it?" The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Loren could only continue to ask stiffly: "If it really doesn't work, it's okay to transfer materials directly from the United Chamber of Commerce, so that you don't have to go through the round table council, and everyone agrees......"

Charlotte still didn't speak, her eyes were as cold as ever.

"Uh...... For example, if it is not the problem of Boi or Ebolden, then it must be the Heavenly Dome Palace that ...... us again."

"How long are you going to do it?"

The countess finally interrupted him, her sharp gaze like a cold sword, "Or ... You're really going to tell me what you're excited about what's going on at the Round Table... Unaware?"

"Huh?"

After a slight pause, Loren pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "I only know one thing... Just a little. ”

"A little bit ......" Charlotte slowly raised her head, and the corners of her mouth curled with a mocking sneer: "Yes, how could the Duke who pretends to be clever think that he also miscalculated, and turned out to be a fake?"

The black-haired wizard opened his mouth, only to laugh awkwardly.

"Because of the false news we deliberately put out, now there are all kinds of gossip everywhere inside and outside the Red Blood Castle, and it has changed from the initial rumors to the 'truth'. ”

The countess shook her head and said lightly: "Even the twelve counts have already believed it... No, in fact, it doesn't matter if they believe it or not, because if it goes on like this, sooner or later they will have to believe it. ”

"A lie told a thousand times becomes the truth... Hehe, you really got it right. ”

Looking at Charlotte, who was chuckling, Loren's mouth was dry for a while, with his head down.

I really messed up this time......

What was originally just an attempt to cover up the alliance with Ebolden and the "rumors" that diverted attention turned into extremely intractable trouble.

The most direct trouble comes from the Red Blood Castle, which is the stronghold of the Turin family and the most powerful county among the thirteen realms. When the gossip grows, the people who live here immediately have to face the most immediate problem.

The Duke and the Count are at odds, the House of Turin is falling apart, who should they be loyal to?

If the heir to the Duke is Charlotte, this is not a problem;

If the two have a good relationship, they don't need to think about it.

But now... Faced with the triumphant return of the Duke and the entrenched Count, these people who were the most loyal to the Turin family were completely confused.

This hidden danger that existed in the first place was completely forgotten by Luo Lun and others because of the battle of centaurs and external factors such as the Yunling Kingdom, the Heavenly Dome Palace, etc., and now, it has really erupted.

As a direct descendant of the House of Turin, Charlotte's influence in the Red Blood Castle is deep-rooted and cannot be easily reversed by a duke who "fell from the sky", and even if neither of them cares, it is impossible for vassals loyal to the House of Turin not to care.

As the foundation of Byrne, every move of the Red Blood Castle will cause turmoil in the entire principality, and if you are not careful, hidden under the joy of triumphant victory, the hidden danger of the thirteen divisions of Byrne for a hundred years will burst out one by one.

Silence, a full minute of silence.

"Then, about these rumors...... Loren, who pretended to be relaxed, was the first to break the dead silence: "What do they think about the Round Table Council?"

"It's simple. ”

Charlotte raised her gaze, the glint in her eyes was slightly bitter: "It's okay to make it true." ”

Fake it all comes true?

"Now it's going viral all over the place, and you're at odds with me... Very well, then we will satisfy them. She added expressionlessly:

"As long as you find a random reason to deprive me of the title of 'Earl of the Red Blood Castle', everything will be in order. No one will talk too much. ”

"Deprive the title?" Loren frowned: "How can this be?!"

"Absolutely!"

The countess looked at him with complicated eyes: "There are not many similar cases in Byrne's history, but there are precedents, and in the imperial code, there is also a special law for dukes to deprive vassals of their titles. ”

"I think the Heavenly Dome Palace would be very happy if it knew that you were going to attack me... I won't be embarrassed by you. ”

"I'm not talking about the Heavenly Dome Palace, I mean ......" Loren suddenly stopped, opened his mouth but stopped talking:

"Just, even if I wanted to! I mean... What's the reason, on what ground?!"

"If you want to, there's always a reason. ”

The countess, who stared at the black-haired wizard, said what he himself had just said a few days ago: "What's more, this is what you don't lack the most right now." ”

Loren frowned, his throat twitching.

"For example... On more than one occasion during the Duke's expedition to the Great Green Sea, I made several decrees on my own initiative......"

"For another example, I have more than once violated your will and reached a reconciliation with the Yunling Kingdom, which is an enemy of us, which led to the hostile ...... between the two sides later."

After a pause, Charlotte looked at him meaningfully: "Another example, I entered into an alliance with Ebolden without consulting you - it is an unforgivable felony to contact other principalities without the permission of the Empire......"

Opening his mouth, the black-haired wizard stopped talking.

"and the mobilization of troops in the territory without permission, the unauthorized declaration of the full readiness of the duchy, the private contact with other counts without asking the duke for instructions, and the disgruntled spread of rumors in the court, which led to the situation completely out of control......"

Word by word, the coherent countess squinted her eyes and paused for a second:

"Desire to add sin... What's the problem?"

Loren pursed his lips and stared at Charlotte as well.

"Of course, these methods can only be used to deal with the Heavenly Dome Palace... In Byrne, even if you are now in high prestige, if you do this, it will not be without the slightest consequence. She continued to say coldly:

"The Byrne's honor is the most important, and this unjustified destruction of honor can be described as a thousand injuries to the enemy, but fortunately, you have a more appropriate way to end this......"

"Enough. ”

The corners of her mouth twitched, and Loren, who couldn't help it anymore, interrupted her loudly: "This kind of thing can be discussed at any time, and we have more important ...... right now"

"Get married. ”

Charlotte said softly.

"Huh?" Loren raised an eyebrow, his expression stunned.

"This is... The real reason for the extension of today's round table council. The countess remained motionless, her provocative gaze slightly looking down at the stunned black-haired wizard:

"And the best way. ”

She... What's wrong with her today, is she stimulated? Or is it ......

"As long as I marry, you can rightfully take back the county of Crimson Castle. Charlotte whispered as she flipped through the parchment scroll in her hand:

"You don't even have to worry about being blamed, because it's Byrne's custom and there's a precedent. ”

"Æthelwolf Turin, the fourth Knight King of Byrne, after the death of Edgar, then Earl of Castle of Blood, he took back his niece's title of Earl of Castle of Blood, and married her to Earl Grenwell of Stormcastle of that generation. ”

"Even the people who marry are not lacking. ”

Charlotte snorted softly, and it seemed that the person sitting in front of her was no longer the black-haired wizard, but the twelve counts of the Council of the Round Table.

"Count Ramalos of Moonland in the middle of the lake, who has made great achievements in the battle of centaurs, has outstanding prestige among the new generation of Byrne knights, and his age status is basically ......"

"yes, everything is fine. ”

Loren's eyes widened and he snorted softly: "Except for one thing, he is obviously more interested in men - every time I see him, the back of my neck is a chill!"

"You still won't let me say it?" said the countess, pouting, her eyes rather dissatisfied.

The black-haired wizard turned his head away from looking at her.

"The Thirteen Lords of Byrne, the relationship between the Westside and the Turin family is the most distant. Charlotte continued: "It just so happens that Angot, Earl of Mountain Rock Castle, has a grandson, and is a very suitable marriage partner;"

"Do you like the sand of the Gobi Desert in Shanyan Castle, or the trolls of the Duchy of Arles? It's as delicious as the Nightingale in Storm Castle!"

Under Charlotte's almost murderous gaze, Loren chose to shut up.

"There is also Grenwell of Southern Storm Castle, who has the best relationship with the Turin family, and can greatly enhance Turin's strength by winning them over;

"Bosival, of the Peak of Hope, is most like the Byrnes of the Boi, and befriending them will bring us closer to the Boi, and will not cause a backlash from the Heavenly Dome;"

"The Gareth family of the Rainbow Bridge is the friendliest to wizards, and although they are weaker among the Thirteen Lords, marrying them will send a very powerful signal that wizards will have more confidence in the Turin family......"

"What about you?!"

Loren interrupted her again, frowning, "What does this have to do with them, what do you think?!"

This time, the countess did not answer him immediately.

She stared at the black-haired wizard's eyes, and there was no sparkle in her motionless eyes:

"I think of myself as part of the Turin family... For the sake of the strength of the family, I can do anything, no matter how much sacrifice, no matter how much I give, no matter how much I give... As long as it's worth it. ”

"What you mean by that is to let twelve men decide who a woman marries?" Loren looked at her with a very incomprehensible expression: "Let the twelve wolves decide the ownership of a piece of meat - what do you think of yourself?"

"So... Loren Turin, what about you?"

She didn't give the black-haired wizard a chance to ask a rhetorical question, and a very complicated expression appeared on her slightly pale face:

"What do you think of yourself again?" ()

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