In the hall of the Red Blood Castle Palace, the tense situation is still deadlocked, and neither Governor Gaspar nor Charlotte has the slightest intention of backing down.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more depressing, the sweat beads on the forehead of the countess who can't help but tremble slightly with her hands are getting denser and denser, and her biting lower lip is a little more red but still unknown, and she almost stops breathing!

Gaspar still didn't mean to let go, and the domineering momentum shrouded Charlotte's delicate body like a haze, and his murderous voice seemed to be heard in his ears.

To pay! or not to pay?!

Hypocritical faces, delicate wrists, words with deep meaning... Today, all of them were torn apart by Gaspar, completely revealing his face of choosing people to devour.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte Turin, who was a little pale, rose from her seat, and after only a few seconds of hesitation and trepidation on her, the countess regained her majesty and courage, and looked up at the vaults of the hall.

It was a beautiful oil painting, and as a young Charlotte worked with several painters on the repair of the mural...... The painting depicts the legendary Turin ancestor who was elected knight king by twelve knight lords at the Council of the Round Table.

The glory will be dimmed by the years, but it will never disappear...... It is better to be killed and die in dignity than to disgrace the glory of Turin and destroy it in your own hands!

Suddenly, Charlotte's eyes widened, and her gaze stabbed at Gaspar like a knight's sword, and the sharp gaze made Governor Byrne stunned for a moment, and then his expression became more terrified.

Outside the door, the knights could already be heard drawing their swords, and the Governor's Guard standing behind Gaspar was ready to rush forward and break the woman standing on the steps to pieces!

This woman, is she really crazy?!

"Lord Gaspar, in the name of Turin, I ......"

"Wait a minute——!"

A sudden voice and a crisp snap of her fingers interrupted the countess's imposing words, and the atmosphere of slaughter suddenly stopped.

Governor Byrne and the Countess looked stunned with unhappiness in their eyes at the same time, frowning at the black-haired wizard who was still being stabbed by the sword, but interrupted their conversation.

"I didn't mean to interrupt the argument between the two, it's just... Suddenly I thought you guys were really interesting. With a chuckle, Loren, who hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled helplessly:

"One wants to arrest me, the other wants to keep me... But none of them asked me for my opinion. ”

"Really, don't you feel the oddity of this... All you think about is the other party, and you don't care about what I think as a party at all, all in... Self-righteous 'for me'. ”

"In your mouth, I seem like I'm like a dead thing... Right?"

The smile on the corner of Loren's mouth became more and more cold, and his eyes became more and more cold: "I'm really sorry, but since when did you people... Can you decide my life and death?"

Charlotte on the stage was surprised at first, then looked at the dark-haired wizard who interrupted him with annoyance;

In comparison, Gaspar was much simpler, he never looked at him from beginning to end, and his contemptuous eyes were like looking at a dead man.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to humiliate you......"

"But, the vampires didn't kill me when I was in Lothair;"

"In the Oldwood Forest, the ogre failed to kill me;"

"At Ebolden, those mutated monsters and evil god shells didn't kill me;"

"The Inquisitor of the Broken Mountain Fortress, the monster of the Glacial Wasteland, the lackey of the evil god Lemantes... None of them killed me. ”

"So I'm really curious......" The corners of his mouth curled into a sarcastic arc, and Loren deliberately tilted his head: "Who gave you the confidence to think that you can control my life and death?!"

The countess looked at the black-haired wizard's back in shock, the expression on her face full of disbelief.

Governor Byrne gave him a cold look, then turned his gaze sideways to the guard beside him:

"Do it, kill him!"

"Don't ——!"

At the moment when Charlotte exclaimed, an even more violent sound sounded in the palace hall.

"Boom ————!!!!"

The dazzling golden red exploded without warning, and everyone with shocked faces only had time to close their eyes and avoid the oncoming heat wave!

When they opened their eyes again, Loren was still standing unharmed, the sword around his neck had been reduced to charred shards at his feet.

A full half of the Doge's Guard lay on the floor of the hall, scarred and unaware!

Gaspar's expression changed suddenly, and he stared at the black-haired wizard who was gently patting the dust on his body in front of him in fear and anger: "You ......"

"I am an officially recognized mentor-level spellcaster by Ebolden, Viscount of the Empire, and wizarding advisor to His Highness Brandon de Salion......;

Loren stepped forward with an expressionless face, and the frightened Gaspar stepped back, and the still awake guards on both sides immediately protected him behind him, staring at the unarmed black-haired wizard vigilantly and uneasily.

"I... How did you get these titles?!"

Inside the hall, the atmosphere became heavy and oppressive again, and it was hard to breathe... It's just that this time the situation has been completely reversed, and the powerful Governor Byrne has become the suppressed party.

"And as the governor of Byrne, Lord Gaspar, you have been so aggressive to Count Charlotte Turin, not to mention that the Count has almost nothing to do with this matter. ”

Gaspar's face turned pale: "Loren Turin, what exactly do you want to say?!"

"I want to say that since you suspect that I am involved in the murder of the vampires, then as the Viscount of the Empire, I certainly have the right and duty to clear my name. ”

Loren said lightly and easily: "A month." ”

"Huh?!"

"In a month's time, I will catch the real culprit of the vampire murder and prove my innocence with ironclad evidence, and I hope that the Governor will be my witness. Loren looked at him, his gaze as sharp as a sword:

"Yes... Is it?!"

In the hall, both the soldiers of the guards and Charlotte on the steps looked intently at the black-haired wizard who was talking nonsense, as if what he had just said was not what he had said.

"Ten days!"

The ugly governor stared at Loren's face: "I'll only give you ten days!"

"Yes!" Loren replied quickly, "but only if the governor's palace returns control of the city defense and the lower city during this time, and lifts martial law on the Red Blood Castle!"

"Done!"

Gritting his teeth as he uttered the word, the corners of his mouth twitched, and Governor Gaspar turned abruptly, made a gesture to the Governor's Guard behind him, and walked away.

The main entrance of the palace hall slowly opened, and looking at the neat queue, nearly a hundred knights standing with swords lined up in two lines in an orderly manner with the sound of the "creaking" doorway, leaving a path in the center of the stairs outside the door.

Charles Grenwell, the head of the Red Blood Castle, stood in the middle of the road outside the door, with his hands behind his back, standing respectfully in front of Governor Gaspar, bowing to him with an indifferent expression:

"Lord Gaspar, don't send it slowly!"

At that moment, the murderous aura of the collision between the expressionless Governor of Byrne and the Governor of the Red Blood Castle was almost visible to the naked eye.

With a cold snort, Gaspar, who gritted his teeth, was silent and walked quickly past Charles.

Seeing him walk away, the countess and the black-haired wizard in the hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until he left the long staircase that Gaspar, who had a tense face, suddenly stopped, and there was a clammy and cold touch behind him... The whole back is already soaked with cold sweat!

Is... It's too sinister!

That crazy woman... If the black-haired wizard hadn't suddenly interrupted her at that time, I'm afraid that she would have been facing each other with the Turin family at this moment, and the sword would have been bloody, right?

Gaspar considers himself a loyal servant of the Empire and a loyal servant of His Highness Conrad... But if he had to throw away his life for this kind of thing, he was still a little nervous.

But to find the vampire within ten days...... Gaspar grinned and looked at the palace of the Red Blood Castle behind him, his eyes full of sarcasm.

An opponent that His Highness Conrad fears so much... It seems that this is not the case!