The moment Asriel called out the girl's name, Roger Yord's expression was simply wonderful, and in just half a minute, there was no connection between smiling, confused, stunned, angry, and frightened.

Frowning, old Roger looked at the Count of Charlotte Turin in disbelief, and then suddenly looked back at Loren beside him, while the black-haired wizard with an indifferent expression only shrugged his shoulders and smiled at him inquiringly.

At that moment, all eyes in the hall were focused on Ariel Corona.

In the deathly silence, the silver-haired, skin-like bone china girl was dressed in a simple jasmine purple Ebboden dress, the corners of her mouth hooked up an elegant smile, but the thin delicate body exuded a different kind of charm.

The blonde boy standing behind her also curled the corners of his mouth sly, looking at the expressions of everyone in the hall with interest, looking at the funny responses on their faces.

Almost none of the nobles of the Red Blood Castle have ever seen this young lady of the Corona family, but the name of the Corona family makes them thunderous—the head of the twelve elders of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, the most powerful free nobleman now, and... Archon of Ebberden!

While everyone was still confused, Ariel, who had lifted the corner of her skirt, had already stepped forward and slowly saluted the countess, who was sitting at the top, with the corners of her mouth curled, and the shocked Governor Gaspar.

"In the name of the Corona family......"

The girl's delicate voice hung like a gossamer, but it echoed over and over again in the quiet hall:

"May the Holy Cross bless the Red Blood Castle for a thousand years, and the glory of Turin forever!"

In the silent palace halls, there was silence... Charlotte looked up slightly, her piercing gaze scanning every corner of the hall.

After a few moments, the proud countess got up with her hands propped on the armrests of her chair, raised her head proudly, and spoke in a deep voice in a dead silence:

"You are also welcome to travel thousands of miles here, Miss Ariel of the Corona family;"

"In the name of Turin and the Crimson Blood Castle, welcome to your visit, and may the Holy Cross bless Eborden and the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower for a thousand years, and the glory of Corona forever!"

When the words fell, the two girls who were also tacitly aware also lifted the corners of their skirts and saluted each other.

In the next second, the entire hall was in an uproar, and the nobles who were still in shock and confusion erupted into a loud and passionate voice - in Byrne, who regards silence and silence as cultivation, this is probably the rarest scene.

"What's going on, she, that little girl is real?!"

"When did she arrive, and has anyone seen the Ebolden wagons and flags?!"

"No way, Byrne was locked down a few months ago... Even if the earl's acquaintance in the imperial capital can't be ...... so quickly"

"It's not the most important thing, the key is what is the purpose of her appearance here, is it ......?"

"No, the Earl has just reconciled with the Governor, so he shouldn't ......"

Shocked, surprised, confused, dazed... All kinds of expressions were written on the faces of the guests, and the originally simple reconciliation banquet instantly became treacherous.

And some smart people who are delicate, or who have noticed the rumors in advance, have noticed something from this sudden "surprise".

This dark war between the House of Turin and the Governor of Byrne is far from over......

"What's wrong?"

As soon as he turned around, the gray-eyed young man with a confused face saw that the little wizard was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat under his golden hair: "Your Excellency Ain, you ......"

"I'm fine!" the frightened little wizard reacted almost immediately, squeezing out a smile at Lusen, and the blue didn't leave the petite figure for a moment.

Calm down, Ain Rand, calm down... The little wizard said to himself over and over again in his heart, and the corner of his eye involuntarily glanced into the crowd, and soon found the figure of the black-haired wizard.

Loren, who was holding a wine glass, looked indifferent, and the stunned and dazed guests around him were simply the most stark contrast, and there was not even a trace of surprise in his eyes, and there was even a faint hint of pride.

Ain knows this bastard all the better... Every time the "conspiracy" succeeds, he will deliberately pretend to be plain, but in fact, his tail is about to in his heart!

For some reason, the little wizard breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him like this, but he became nervous again... Two emotions were incomparably contradictory in her body.

Loren, what the hell are you... What's planned?

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"Viscount Loren, what does this mean?"

Old Roger, who had a gentle expression just now, stared at the black-haired wizard in front of him like staring at the enemy who killed his father: "Why, why are the people of the Corona family here?!"

"Are you asking me, or are you asking rhetorically?" Loren shrugged with a smile and took a sip from his glass, "Of course, my answer is the same no matter what... I'm sorry, I don't know. ”

As soon as the words fell, old Roger pounced directly, grabbed his wrist, and his expression was extremely hideous.

"It's time like this, is it interesting to continue to deceive?" Old Roger glared angrily, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "You are also a Byrin, please don't lose the integrity and sense of honor that a Byrin should have - you should be honest with your friends when you meet for the first time, instead of lying to his face!"

In the next second, the black-haired wizard with an indifferent expression hooked the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of sneers.

"What's so funny?"

"Isn't it funny that a liar accuses others of lying?"

With a cold snort, Loren broke away from Old Roger's palm: "Be honest? Don't be kidding, Lord Roger Yoder... Aren't you going to great lengths to say so much flattery just to lure me into the bait and agree to build roads?"

"That's because it's good for both sides!"

"It's good for Governor Byrne, but it's good for the House of Turin... It's hard to say. The black-haired wizard's expression was subtle:

"Once the road is completely cleared, in the name of the Empire, the Governor's Palace of Byrne will be able to completely spread its influence throughout the entire principality, and there will no longer be any need for the prestige of the House of Turin to deter the various counts!"

"No, it's better to say that this is actually a false proposition - the road network with the Red Blood Castle as the core will not bring much benefit to the Red Blood Castle, and the one that can really get the most benefits... It's the one who rules the entire Duchy of Byrne!"

The pale-faced old Roger stared at him, the flame in his eyes growing.

"Right now, the nominal ruler of all Byrne is Governor Gaspar, and as for the future, ......"

After a deliberate long note, Loren turned his gaze to a beautiful figure on the steps and smiled meaningfully: "It's hard to say, isn't it?"

"Can I explain... What's going on, Count Charlotte Turin?"

Next to the earl's seat, the ugly-faced Governor Gaspar looked indifferently at the countess beside him, and said in a low tone: "Why does Miss Ariel of the Corona family appear in the palace of the Red Blood Castle?"

"That's because I invited her, Governor Gaspar, of course. ”

The arrogant countess's face was calm, and the corner of her eye had already seen the guests in the hall just now:

"As for why you didn't hear the news - it was because the Governor's Palace blocked all roads in the Duchy of Byrne some time ago because of the 'Beasts of the Red Blood Castle', and in such a tense atmosphere, in order not to cause unnecessary uneasiness, I did not officially disclose the news, but let Miss Ariel stay in the Red Blood Castle for the time being. ”

"It wasn't until today that Miss Ariel made an appearance, and the banquet was held to welcome her... It's a surprise for you. ”

"Excuse me... And why did you invite her here?"

"Does this have anything to do with you, Governor Gaspar?"

In the face of the oppressive gaze of Governor Gaspar, Charlotte also acted-for-tat, with no intention of backing down.

Governor Byrne, who was pale, did not speak for a long time.

"......I see," he muttered for a moment, and Gaspar, who gritted his teeth, finally restrained his killing intent:

"It's... What an unexpected surprise!"