Chapter 6: The Deep-Wooded Fort (Part II)

The knights who followed Leven occupied all corners of the hall, and Baron Puke, who screamed like a pig, was dragged out and thrown outside the gate, leaving the nobles present in silence one by one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The young count was completely different from what they had imagined, not a character to be dismissed at all, and even more tough than expected, turning his face faster than turning a book.

The nobles, who had hoped for the Senna family, looked at each other - if the Senna family could not protect them, and the Fried family got the deep forest fort, what reason did they have to continue to be loyal to the Senna family, who had lost power?

Loren, who was standing behind the earl, looked at the expressions of the nobles present with great amusement. Just as he expected, with a little bit of authenticity, their backbone was not much stronger than that of beggars and scoundrels.

Of course, if Duke Fried was trying to snatch the Deepwood, these people might still be able to unite around the Senna family and fight until the last moment.

But the current situation is that Leuven has the legal right to inherit, and as long as they do not take the initiative to provoke, then the Fried family, as lords, will not harm their interests - as long as people have a choice, they are generally not willing to risk their lives to resist.

After all, the only ones who are really unlucky are the Senna family and their cronies, for whom it is just a change of lord, and it is still a lord who is bound to become a duke, so why bother working for the benefit of others?

The thoughtful nobles talked in whispers, and the stunned Barry Senna sat in his place. The chaotic banquet soon came to an end, and the guests left the castle one after another.

With a smile on his lips after winning the first game, Rowan turned and went to his lord's bedroom, leaving only Loren and Sir Aaron in charge of taking over the castle, or cleaning up the mess.

"Congratulations, Sir Aaron. Looking at the middle-aged man who was still at a loss in front of him, Loren took the initiative to stretch out his right hand: "You are now the military governor of the entire county." ā€

"It's just a title. The captain of the guard was very open-minded, and stared at Loren with burning eyes: "I heard it." ā€

"What?" Loren deliberately played dumb.

"What the Count and you said in your room last night - I was standing outside the door. Sir Aaron's expression was a little complicated, and his brow furrowed: "I appreciate your words of encouragement to the Earl, and you are right. Leven is very capable, only occasionally lacking in confidence. ā€

"You have proven your loyalty to the Count, and I have no reason to doubt you in principle. Aaron slowly narrowed his eyes: "But if I find out that you use his trust in you to induce Leven to do something beneficial to you......"

"You're so worried. With a formulaic smile on his face, Loren shook his head slightly: "I'm already a wizard advisor to Lord Earl - how much more can I ask for as a wizard?"

"I hope so. ā€

Sir Aaron snorted coldly, and Loren, who shrugged his shoulders, smiled helplessly. It seems that no matter where I go, it is difficult to gain the trust of some people, and I don't know if I am cursed.

Seeing that Loren was about to leave, Sir Aaron, who hesitated for a long time, finally spoke: "Please allow me to apologize to you about vampires. ā€

"I really don't need it~. Loren on the stairs spread his hands with his back to him: "I have already said that it is not me who defeated Kahran, but the Holy Cross!"

Loren, who left the hall, knew at least two things, firstly, that Sir Aaron should not only be the captain of Leuven's guard, but also the person sent by the Duke to monitor and protect him, and secondly, that the young earl was really unscheming, otherwise Sir Aaron would not have warned himself so harshly.

"Is this His Excellency Loren Turin?"

The young man standing at the top of the stairs bowed slightly to Loren, as if he had been waiting for him for a while: "My name is Will Senna, and the people of the family have arranged for me to be the squire of Earl Ruben Fleet, and to take care of the Count's daily life. ā€

"I am Loren, the Earl's wizarding advisor. Quietly shaking hands with the other party, the black-haired wizard's face was filled with a "sincere" smile: "I'm very happy to meet you." ā€

"Me too, in fact I've been interested in magic since I was very young, but my family never gave me a chance. The young man shook his head with some regret, and then looked at Loren expectantly:

"Since you're the Earl's wizarding advisor, I'm sure we'll see each other more often in the future - could you please teach me a little bit about magic if you can?"

Loren raised his eyebrows in surprise, in his opinion, these nobles should be very disgusted with magic, and it was the first time he had met a guy who liked magic.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party wants to show favor to himself, and then wait for an opportunity to approach Lu Wen. After all, compared to the unsmiling Sir Aaron, a young and powerless wizard like himself was much cheaper to buy.

It is not surprising that the Senna family would send such a young man as the earl's attendant, and I am afraid that he would have some idea of spying on it. Especially after the events of the banquet, they would definitely be worried that Ruben would do something else.

However, Loren didn't show this on his face, and smiled in surprise: "Forgive me for being abrupt, it's really the first time I've met a nobleman who likes magic." ā€

"It's nothing, I've always thought that the power of knowledge is not inferior to the sword. Will Senna smiled wryly, "But the people in the family don't agree with me. ā€

"Your point is interesting. Loren smiled, "Of course, if I have the chance, I can teach you something about magic, as long as you don't get bored." ā€

The two people who talked happily with each other didn't look like they met for the first time, as if they had been friends for many years. There was no arrogance in his tone, and Will Cena always seemed to be a curious baby, constantly asking Loren about magic.

While Loren patiently answered, he took the opportunity to inquire about the identity of the other party - this young man named Will Senna was actually Ruwen's cousin.

"In that case, you are actually qualified to inherit the Earl of Deep Forest?" Loren, who pretended not to understand, asked with a somewhat speculative tone with a smile, "If it weren't for Lord Luwen, would I have to call you Lord Lord?"

"Don't say that!" Will was taken aback, and quickly waved his hand, "I'm just a branch of the family, and if it weren't for my father, I wouldn't even be able to carry it in the castle right now - I'm already satisfied to be Lord Lewen's squire!"

That's a familiar statement...... Loren smiled inwardly, as if he had just sent the Ser Aaron with the same words.

"Do you believe what he says?"

It wasn't until the Will Cena left that Asrael, who flew from somewhere, turned back into a teenager, with a curious smile on his pale face.

"Do you think I'll believe what you say?" Loren, who was hugging his shoulders, chuckled sideways, and teased a little: "I think the truth of the two things is the same. ā€

"Dear Loren, it's so sad that you say that. The young man pouted and stared at the scarlet eyes cutely: "I've always been thinking about you!"

"I was so moved that I was about to cry because I tied myself to my spiritual hall. ā€

"Don't say that, Loren. Asrael shook his head, "I know what you want. ā€

"Really?" Loren shrugged, "I doubt - I don't even ask for what I want." ā€

"You're just doing a good job of disguising it, whether it's at Wimpal Academy or here, acting like you don't care about anything. A hint of ridicule crossed the young man's handsome face: "You just don't want to be seen by others." ā€

"How can a person who has arrogance engraved in his bones willingly bow and kneel to those he despises?"