"Bell ——!"

The moment the black-haired wizard stepped through the door, the "hand crossbow" he had made himself landed on his own neck, and the blade forged from steel was cold and piercing.

Of course, it is far less than the murderous gaze of the girl in front of him......

"Arrogant, you dare to lie to me!" Charlotte's face was full of anger, her suppressed voice contained anger, and her tense face was extremely calm:

"How dare you bully a Byrin... Bet on the name of the Turin family, and I'll definitely make you pay!"

"Uh... You seem to have forgotten that my surname is Turin......"

"Shut up!" Charlotte's gaze became sharper:

"Loren Turin, don't be too presumptuous, you're just a wizard advisor now... Who does His Royal Highness think he is, that he can only send his cronies to negotiate with an Earl of Byrne?!"

"Tell me, where is his so-called sincerity?!"

Loren looked at Charlotte calmly: "It is precisely because I am here that it seems that His Royal Highness Brandon has paid enough sincerity for this meeting." ”

Despite scolding a bastard who was hiding in the dark and watching the play ten thousand times in his heart, Loren still had to stand by his side on the surface, trying his best to make the Charlotte countess able to negotiate with him calmly.

"Really?" Charlotte sneered, unfazed by the black-haired wizard's words.

Looking at her tense face, gritting her teeth but forcibly enduring it, Loren could only slow down her tone: "With all due respect... I'm afraid that the last negotiation between you and His Highness Brandon did not go well?"

"What exactly do you want to say?"

"Quite simply, for some reason... It is clear that there are some misunderstandings between the two sides, and it will not be good to continue the previous negotiations until these misunderstandings are resolved. Loren explained very vaguely:

"But there's no doubt that we both need each other's help, and this alliance is what we need... So please take the knife away and listen to me patiently. ”

"All of them?" the countess glanced at him disdainfully, "That's a nice word, it's clear that you need the assistance of the Duchy of Byrne more, right?!"

Still, she withdrew her blade and sat down on a chair in the room with a face as frost as she spoke.

"No, it's reciprocal. The black-haired wizard emphasized.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Charlotte looked at this "relative" coldly: "Although Brandon has returned to the imperial capital, he is still just a prince with an empty title and no real power... Although I had plans before, you don't seem to be worthy of my alliance at all!"

Although she still had the same cold tone that was high above, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

It's good, as long as she's willing to talk about it, there's a show......

In my memory, it was the first time I was in such a disadvantageous position and completely unreasonable... His Royal Highness the prince really likes to leave his hands and throw the troubles of the aftermath to himself.

"Just because His Highness Brandon now has nothing, that's the premise for you to ally with him, isn't it?" a faint smile appeared on Loren's lips:

"If it is replaced by His Highness Conod, I am afraid that the future of the Duchy of Byrne will not only be dismembered, but completely annexed by the Sakran Empire!"

"You know very well that I am definitely not talking about it, but a completely predictable fact ... Didn't you sacrifice yourself to come to the imperial capital to avoid this outcome?"

Charlotte's hands clutching the armrests tensed involuntarily, and her chest rose and fell slightly under the placket.

"What's more, His Highness Brandon is not without nothing. Walking in front of the countess, Loren looked around with his eyes: "Isn't the invitation in your hand the best evidence?"

Charlotte's eyes flashed with a hint of realization, but she still snorted coldly with a tense face: "Just a wizarding academy is not enough, right?"

"Exactly, it's not enough. Seeing her expression, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but chuckle: "But with the help of the academy, His Highness can have some contact with the guilds in the imperial capital, and there are even many nobles who are willing to make friends with wizards." ”

"On the surface, the vast majority of Golovin's wealth and power are the nobles of the long-standing family, the Holy Cross Church representing the faith, and the nouveau riche who have been promoted by His Majesty. ”

"But in fact, it is the major guilds composed of these commoners, minor nobles, and wizards who really control the movement of people from all walks of life, the distribution of goods, the entry and exit of goods, and the source of taxes... They are the mainstay of Golovin, the force that can provide a steady stream of fresh blood for the city. ”

"To control them is to control Golovin... If you control the imperial capital, you control the Sakran Empire!"

Charlotte frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of what the black-haired wizard had said.

"Of course, His Highness Brandon, who has no authority, is in a very difficult situation, and it is not a matter of words to deal with these people. Speaking softly, Loren looked at the strong countess with calm eyes and sighed:

"But compared to you... It's not worth mentioning!"

Charlotte's expression froze suddenly.

"If it weren't for the point where the mountains and rivers were exhausted and there was nothing to be done... Charlotte Count of Turin, you would never take a huge risk to try your luck in the imperial capital and even commit yourself to a prince of the House de Salion. ”

"In other words, whether it's you, the Turin family, or Byrne's future, there is not much to choose from!"

The moment the words came out, the shoulders of the originally calm countess kept trembling, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in her eyes!

"I'm talking to you because I have to make one thing clear to you... I didn't have Brandon's permission to meet with you, on the contrary, he didn't know what was going on today. ”

"Why?!" Charlotte tensed.

In a sense, it's the same reason as yours. The black-haired wizard continued to muffle, and said with an unchanging face: "For His Highness Brandon, for myself... For the Duchy of Byrne and the House of Turin. ”

"That's right... Whether you approve of it or not, my surname is Turin, and I'm a Byrin - even if I've never lived in Byrne in my life, that doesn't mean I'm blind to a girl named Turin when she is in trouble... If there is any offense, please forgive me!"

As the words fell, Loren bowed to her expressionlessly.

Charlotte, who was originally frosty, also became overwhelmed in front of his sudden sincerity and openness.

That expression, and what he said, was like... Not coaxing yourself?

What's more... He is indeed in the blood of the Turin family.

After a moment of silence, her gaze became clear and firm again, and she raised her head and looked at the black-haired wizard in front of her:

"Yes, but I have one condition. ”

Under Charlotte's excited gaze, Loren looked extremely calm: "Please speak." ”

"I can forget the humiliation that Brandon brought me, and the disrespectful behavior he did, like... Like you said, Byrne and Turin don't have much of a choice, and even if he's such a bastard, I'll have to accept ......"

Although Charlotte was suppressing her anger, the black-haired wizard could still hear the countess's "grinding teeth".

Brandon de Salion, what good have you done......

"But at the very least, he must show enough strength to prove that he is indeed capable of restoring Byrne and allowing the Turin family to regain the title, and this is my final decision, and there will be no further changes!"

"If he can't, or dares to bully me again......"

"I'll show him what kind of faith and determination a Byrin person can have!"

The countess's excitement was indeed expected by Loren, but what really surprised Loren was her calmness... The majesty and determination not to waver with emotions are truly admirable.

Of course, the other party really doesn't have much choice, which is why Loren has no fear... and then scolded a bastard prince who threw the pot at him ten thousand times in his heart......

"I don't know... What kind of proof do you want?"

"Well, it's the same as you said before. Charlotte raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a cold smile: "How about making the wizards and guilds of Golovin loyal to Brandon?"

After a moment of silence, Loren, who finally smiled, bowed to the petite and lovely countess sitting in the chair:

"As you wish!"