Ayton Grenwell deliberately lowered his voice, his words were only heard by Loren, and Lusen still stood behind with a blank expression, looking around vigilantly.

The black-haired wizard was startled at first, then quickly calmed down, his eyes narrowed into a slit:

"What do you mean?"

Should Charlotte be the Duke of Byrne... Is he tempting?

"Don't get me wrong, Your Excellency Loren Turin, this is not a hypocritical cliché or a temptation. The Count of Stormcastle's smile seemed to melt ice and snow, and whispered in Loren's ear:

"Charlotte is like my own sister to me, so I sometimes can't help but think about it, if she really wants to be the Duke of Byrne, it is really out of trust and blood recognition......

"Or is it a dirty political compromise that makes her a victim of everyone's interests?"

Loren was silent, but his brow furrowed.

He wasn't sure, the other person's expression didn't look like he was lying, but he wasn't sure if he was really trying.

"So... Are you not going to help Charlotte, or are you going to become the Duke of Byrne yourself?"

"No, quite the opposite, if anyone who is not from the House of Turin becomes Duke of Byrne, the blow to all of Byrne will be devastating - it means that Byrne will break up, or give the Empire a chance to participate in Byrne's internal affairs. ”

Ayton's smile was soft, and his beautiful eyes shone brightly: "So at this point, I am definitely on the side that fully supports the Red Blood Castle - not Storm Castle, not the twelve knight lords, only the Turin family has this qualification." ”

But...... The black-haired wizard thought to himself.

"But do you really have to put Charlotte on such a heavy burden?" Ayton sighed in a low voice, the luster in his pupils was complicated, "You know... I had a relationship with Yuri Wirtz a long time ago. ”

Loren snapped sideways, his gaze alert.

What the hell is he trying to say......

"At that time I had not yet inherited my father's title, but Yuri Wirtz was already a duke... He was only ten years old, so small, the crown was bigger than his head, and the cloak almost enveloped him in it, like a cobweb that tightly bound his body. ”

"But when I saw him, that indifferent face, those eyes without the slightest emotion, such a petite but desperately upright figure... I did see a true duke, a duke who would willingly kneel before him. ”

"It is inevitable that people will grieve at the age of a weak crown but have to carry a burden that ordinary people cannot imagine, and Charlotte, if she wants to become the Duke of Byrne, will only carry a thousand times more burden than Yuri Wirtz!"

Count Stormcastle paused slightly: "Yuri Wiltz, he is just a stranger to me with some admiration and regret, and Charlotte... But it's my blood relative. ”

"I'm being selfish, but I don't care if this kind of thing happens to others, but I can't accept that this kind of thing can happen to my own blood!"

Sighing, Ayton put his right hand on the black-haired wizard's shoulder:

"I can't afford to... Watch her, like Yuri Wirtz, put on the skin of hypocrisy and indifference, and be strong in the silence and loneliness. ”

"Even if it costs me, I'm going to protect her. ”

Loren looked sideways, and he finally understood what the Count of Stormcastle was trying to say.

Looking back at the gray-eyed boy behind him, Lusen didn't seem to be aware of the conversation between the two, and of course he could have deliberately pretended not to hear and remained silent.

"Marriage. The black-haired wizard looked up and looked sideways at Ayton Grenwell, "You want to marry the Turin family and become Charlotte's husband." ”

"It's the only way I can think of a solution to all my problems. The Count of Stormcastle unabashedly admitted, and said softly:

"Turin to the north, Grenwell to the south, the descendants of the Knight King will rise again after the Black Duke, and no one in the lord of the whole Byrne will have the strength to question Charlotte, and I can protect her in the name of justice. ”

"If that's the case, then why are you talking to me about this?"

Loren's face did not change, and he opened his mouth and asked, "My surname is only Turin, and to the Red Blood Castle, I am even half an outsider. ”

"There are a number of reasons, part of it is because of Charles. ”

Ayton sighed helplessly again: "Because this brother, although I have tried my best to show favor to her, I still can't make Charlotte really trust me... So, you have to have another person who is reliable enough to help. ”

The black-haired wizard raised an eyebrow: "How do you know I'm reliable?"

Looking at Loren, Ayton suddenly showed a mysterious smile:

"Because of Ruben Fried, because of the Corona family, Lussac Kovo, Royal Wizarding Academy......" he said in a slow, deliberately clear name:

"Because Brandon de Salion... Need more reasons?"

"You investigated me?"

"I need to know what kind of potential allies are, right?" Ayton said with a slight bow, meaning "More importantly, I also need to understand what my allies need." ”

"So rest assured, Byrne is a loyal ally of His Highness Brandon de Salion no matter what... Gaspar Vane's actions were enough to dispel all the Byrne nobles' thoughts of His Highness Conrad. ”

"Even if it's just to keep Prince Sackland out of the throne, we will fully support His Highness Brandon. ”

The black-haired wizard didn't say a word, and his unwavering eyes met Ayton's eyes.

Quarrels could still be faintly heard in the hall behind the walls, and outside the hallway, the singing of birds and flowers, and the midsummer sun stopped a few steps away, and the figures of both were shrouded in shadows.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

There was a sudden coughing sound behind him, and Loren and Ayton, who turned their heads almost at the same time, saw Lusen, who was struggling to wink, put his right hand behind his back, and the left hand that held his mouth was desperately pointing behind him.

Loren immediately understood, and Ayton let go of his shoulders and looked at the murals on the walls with interest with his hands behind his back, as if something new had appeared on top of these centuries-old antiques.

Really... Less than half a minute later, a rush of footsteps came from a distance.

It came so fast.

The sound of anxious footsteps echoed in the corridor, and I could even hear how "subtle" the owner was expressing how dissatisfied he was at the moment, and a little annoyed.

"Lord Stormcastle, Lord Ayton Grenwell, why are you here?" Charles's face darkened, but even then he did not forget his etiquette, and politely stopped ten steps away:

"I remember the Count told you to leave at once and return to your room at the same time?"

Ayton shrugged helplessly at the black-haired wizard, and then bowed to his own brother with the same meticulousness: "Steward of the Red Blood Castle, Your Excellency Charles Grenwell, I remember that Earl Charlotte only said the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence should be understood by yourself?"

"This is not the place you should be. Charles was still unrelenting, and his expression changed.

"I'm a guest here. The smiling Ayton did not back down: "As a host, shouldn't you know how to be hospitable." ”

"The premise is that the guest deserves respect, not a bad one. ”

"I'm sorry, are you hinting at anyone... It seems that such words should not come from the mouth of a nobleman. ”

"Then I can only ask you to get used to it as soon as possible... And I didn't mean to hint at anyone, I was just talking about you. ”......

...... For ten minutes, there was still no sign of the end, and Loren and Lusen stood aside and looked at each other, completely stunned as they watched the two Grenwells sneer at each other in the air.

"Lusen, what ......" Seeing that the two of them had not yet stopped, Loren tentatively asked the gray-eyed boy, "You and your brother, was it the same at the beginning?"

"Yuri Wirtz? Of course not. The gray-eyed boy blinked and whispered, "We are from Elems, so we are not so rude." ”

"Then you ......"

"We all solve problems by fighting. Lu Sien took it for granted: "What wins is justified, and those who lose can only accept fate." ”

“... Does your brother agree?"

"My brother, who cares if he agrees or not, anyway, I'm the one who wins every time. ”

"......" Loren Turin.