In the end, the Earl of Stormcastle did not entangle his "ignorant" brother too much, and after a few sarcastic words, he turned away, his elegant and calm smile and the forced calm butler of the Red Blood Castle were completely opposite to the opposite.

Before leaving, Ayton didn't forget to look at the black-haired wizard meaningfully, and the look of words made Charles's face darker on the side.

It's... The black-haired wizard's mood at the moment was simply complicated and complicated.

It wasn't until Ayton finally walked away that Charles, who breathed a sigh of relief, finally turned around, looked around with a solemn gaze, and then couldn't wait to step forward: "Your Excellency Loren Turin, do you know how dangerous your actions just now are?"

"Danger, I didn't see any danger. ”

Loren, who was suddenly questioned, chose to pretend to be stupid, revealing an expression of sudden realization: "Is it possible... He just had a dagger in his hand, ready to kill me?!"

"Poof-" Lusen behind the black-haired wizard almost laughed.

"Please be serious, I'm not joking with you!" Charles's brows furrowed even tighter, and his face was as dark as bitterness: "Ai... What did the Count of Stormcastle say to you, please tell me. ”

"There was no specific content, just a general chat. The black-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders and his expression was natural: "I complained about how I was kicked out by Charlotte... The history of the Turin family and the Byrne... And a little bit about why you ran away from home, that's about it. ”

"That's all, that's all?" Charles, in a hurry, couldn't bother with words.

"That's all. Loren nodded affirmatively, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed behind his back: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Lusen, he saw the whole thing." ”

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the gray-eyed boy standing next to him immediately turned his head, pretending not to hear anything, and suddenly became interested in the antique paintings on the wall.

The Crimson Castle steward sighed heavily, and took a long, deep breath to calm himself.

"Lord Loren, allow me to rude a reminder that Ayton Grenwell is not a character to deal with easily, and this person is more ambitious and dangerous than you can imagine!"

"If it weren't for his own sinister intentions, or some insidious and terrible evil plan, he would never have chosen to meet you at this point in time, there must be an ulterior secret in this!"

"Really?" the black-haired wizard raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Sinister... Plans?"

The steward of the Red Blood Castle sighed helplessly, "I don't blame you for not knowing him yet, but I know him very well, and this understanding may even be beyond my own knowledge... So I know exactly what a dangerous being he is!"

"So, could you please tell me now what Ayton Grenwell is talking to you for at this critical time?"

After speaking, Charles put his hands behind his back, his burning eyes with a bit of pressure, and waited motionlessly for the black-haired wizard's reply.

Loren didn't speak immediately, but looked at the steward of the Red Blood Castle in front of him.

There is a note in Dalton's mentor's note, trying to force the questioner not to want the answer, because there is already a predetermined result in their hearts, what they want is to confess.

So... What is the answer in Charles Grenwell's heart?

Or rather, what was the outcome he feared the most?

Recalling Ayton's proposal, the black-haired wizard fell into deep thought, the conditions given by the other party could not be considered bad, or even perfect, the marriage of Storm Castle and Crimson Castle, the establishment of the "Anti-Conod Grand Alliance", and all problems were solved.

But Loren hated being led by the nose, and the lessons of Ebolden and Golovin were too profound.

Looking at Charles, whose eyes were bloodshot and who wore the gold lion coat of arms on a black background of the Turin family on his chest, the black-haired wizard's mind suddenly moved.

“...... My brother and I had a falling out at a very young age because of some unspeakable secrets, and if it weren't for the kindness of the Turin family who were willing to take him in, this guy would have left Byrne for somewhere else......"

That should be Ayton's exact words.

"We talked a little bit about Charlotte. Loren began.

Charles remained motionless, apparently waiting for him to continue.

"He said that he would support the Turin family to become Duke of Byrne again, but he also hinted to me that even if Charlotte did not become a duke, Byrne would still be a supporter of Brandon de Salion. Loren paused:

But we didn't go into detail about that, and he said it very vaguely, as if he wanted to say something but didn't want to say it clearly. ”

Charles still didn't speak.

"That's all, that's all. The black-haired wizard shrugged.

The steward of the Red Blood Fort took a deep breath: "Your Excellency Loren Turin, I don't mean to target you, but please understand my concerns, and please don't forget the Count's trust in you. ”

"I know ......"

"No, you don't know. Charles looked at Loren with burning eyes, and it could be seen that he was gritting his teeth: "Just that night, the Count almost abandoned most of the city defenses of the Red Blood Castle and his palace, and also waited for your safe return around the cathedral;"

"The United Chamber of Commerce, the Yode Chamber of Commerce, and the private agreement you made with the Wizarding Association, she knows that she just doesn't say anything, even the time you intercepted the Yod Chamber of Commerce's caravan, she only fired at you once;"

"On the night you first showed signs of waking up, she was the first to rush to your room, sitting disheveled at the head of your bed; I've never seen the Count so flustered. ”

"Earl, she... I really care about you more than you think, Lord Loren Turin. Charles said in a deep voice, his eyes sharpening and sharpening:

"Don't let her down, let alone betray her!"

The black-haired wizard was silent.

"If next time, Ai... If the Earl of Stormcastle comes to talk to you again, please tell me and the Count what he said and you have said, and don't hide anything. ”

"Whatever he is planning, or any ill-intentioned ambitions, we cannot let him succeed - that's all I have to ask for, and I hope you can understand a little. ”

When the words fell, the steward of the Red Blood Castle with a heavy face bowed slightly, turned around and left.

"Charles!"

Loren, who lowered his head, spoke abruptly and called out to the housekeeper who was about to leave.

Charles didn't turn around, his hands behind his back, and looked back with an expressionless face.

"There are a few things that I am suddenly curious about and want you to answer me. The black-haired wizard looked indifferent, as if casually asking, "When did you become Charlotte's butler?"

"Becoming the steward of the Red Blood Castle was four years ago... At that time, Charlotte Turin had just become the Count of the Red Blood Castle. Charles calmly replied, "As for serving the Earl... We almost grew up together. ”

"Watching Charlotte gradually change from an ordinary girl to the Earl of the Red Blood Castle and the Lord of Turin, who bears the burden of the family's fate, and may become the Duke of Byrne in the future, inheriting the great cause of the Black Duke. Loren continued:

"You must have experienced a lot of emotion, right?"

"Of course, although the analogy is not quite right... But just like you and His Excellency Ain Rand, we have been through many trials and frustrations together. Charles stroked his chest and said, "I feel very honored to be her servant. ”

"It's just... Servant?"

Loren stared at him intently.

Charles's face was slightly unkind: "What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. The black-haired wizard smiled casually: "It's just that you have almost grown up together, and Ayton told me that Grenwell and Turin are related by blood, so it is inevitable that you ......"

"That's all, nothing more. Charles stared at Loren: "My loyalty to the Earl is absolute, and it will not change in the slightest until the end of my life!"

“...... That's the way it is, I see. ”

In the sun, Loren, who was standing in the shadows, smiled sincerely at Charles:

"I believe in you. ”