Ebolden, Court of the Eagle King, dungeon.

"They all know it?"

The elven prince with his right hand behind his back holds a glass of Eberden's specialty white wine, the swaying liquor reflecting the bright light and his expression as if he was talking to himself.

After tasting Sacralam dry red, Lothair honey, Eberden white grapes... After many wines, the Rodria Azores found that it was the Byrne wine that best suited his taste.

And the best of them is the full taste of "red blood" and a variety of different levels that he tasted once in the imperial capital, from the tip of his tongue to his throat, constantly giving himself all kinds of surprises, and the scorching spicy makes him want to stop, as if he was completely conquered by the bright red blood-like drink.

Unfortunately, such a top-notch drink could not be collected often even in the imperial capital, and now that he returned to Ebolden, he could only make up for it with this lighter drink.

"Hmm... They definitely knew. ”

Taking a sip, the elf prince licked his wet upper lip slyly: "That imperial prince will be desperate to attack, but his advisors and courtiers are not crazy, and they will definitely try their best to stop him." ”

"So they're definitely going to stop me... No matter what means are used, they will definitely stop me, they will pretend to attack, cover the very few people who rush into the city, kill this royal court, and stop me before the explosion. ”

"It can't be too early, because that would reveal intent, but not too late, because I have to be stopped before I decide to do it. ”

"They're going to attack like crazy, desperate to fill the battlefield with corpses, but not too much, to make us feel like we still have a chance to win, that's the only way... I won't use this kind of means to end up together. ”

"Of course, they'll be able to guess that I'm going to leave traps and ambushes behind and do everything they can to stop them, but that's the best part of the game!"

"You can't advance too fast, or the defenders in the city will explode in desperation, and you can't play too fake, otherwise the whole line will fail miserably, and even if the people in the city succeed, it will be meaningless. ”

"As for who is the one who is stopping this... Ah, I guess there's no suspense... Loren Turin, must be ......"

"Bang!"

Almost as soon as his words fell, a black shadow slammed into the iron fence, and the entire dungeon shook with a loud bang.

"Ahhhh......!!!!h

The little elf prince, who frowned slightly, looked at Eugen, who was clutching the iron railing and screaming hysterically, and then looked at the spilled wine in his hand, revealing a somewhat regretful expression.

"All in all... After going through one setback after another, I probably figured out that the way to defeat Loren Turin absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not according to his ideas, but to let him complete this game according to my ideas, my rules, so that whatever he thinks and thinks cannot be beyond my control, in order to have a 100% chance of winning. ”

"Usually I love surprises, but this time... I'd rather be able to get him dead as soon as possible, even if it's a game that gives me endless pleasure; a one-sided game isn't interesting, but at least... Hey, hey, hey......"

The elven prince, who laughed softly, shook his head and raised his glass to drink.

..............................

"Angry?"

Looking at Charlotte, who was facing away from her, leaving only the back of her head, the black-haired wizard asked cautiously.

Without saying a word, the countess calmly flipped through the accounts in her hand, and with the help of the tax collectors Yod and Einland, her workload had been greatly reduced, and she could complete more than half of her work by simply checking her daily expenses as she did now.

Elegant and slightly lazy sitting, calm demeanor and heartbeat... Well, if it weren't for the fact that the second valve gave Loren the ability to detect changes in other people's moods, he might have really thought that Charlotte was just doing serious work.

Now......

Taking a chair, the black-haired wizard sat down behind Charlotte without making a sound, and as he took the flask and glass from the side, he pondered his vocabulary:

"Charlotte, I know you've talked to Isaac about them, of course it's not important, it's important... I mean... Well, that's it... Between us, there is nothing to talk about. ”

"Talk?"

The tip of the little nose snorted softly, and the countess who looked back glanced at Loren with a hint of mockery: "What to talk about, what is there to talk about?, my Lord Duke, you have already promised His Highness Brandon de Salion, can you refuse him again because of my words?"

"I ......"

"No, you can't say no, because this plan is what you proposed, it's your plan. Charlotte coldly interrupted: "So in the eyes of the honorable Duke of Byrne, his so-called 'talk' is just a one-sided persuasion, and your only purpose in doing this is to persuade me and make me accept." ”

"You haven't considered my idea at all, otherwise you should have discussed it with me beforehand, instead of coming over and 'talking' with me now!"

"Charlotte, don't be angry just yet, I didn't mean ......"

"Angry, oh... Why am I angry?"

Charlotte, who interrupted again, slowly raised her head with a "smile" on the corner of her mouth: "Maybe it's because I took the Duke's approachability as respect, and mistakenly thought that he really cared about my thoughts?"

"Uh... So you're really angry?"

"Of course I'm angry!"

Charlotte, who had a tense face, got up suddenly, her cheeks almost touching the black-haired wizard's face with her waist sinking: "No matter how much I order, persuade, beg you... Does it work?"

"I've tried again and again, I've tried to get you out of a dangerous situation... Has it worked, huh?!"

With her narrow shoulders shrugged, Charlotte's body was trembling with excitement, and her eyes were full of self-deprecation: "Even if I use the most sincere tone now, I exchange everything for you to leave, and let you go back to the Red Blood Castle... You're still going to come back, you're still going to risk your life, aren't you?!"

"It was, it is, it is, and it will still be in the future! No matter what my capacity, what kind of tone and posture I use, I can't stop you from doing anything, and I even have to watch you die, and I have to smile, like a wife sends her husband out, praying that you have a good journey, right?!"

"Uh... Wrong. ”

"What's wrong?!"

"What ......" The fast-thinking Loren took a deep breath and showed what he thought was the most sincere expression: "You know I'm a very cautious person, and I won't be willing to take such a risk unless I'm sure enough." ”

The countess of the Red Blood Castle, who snorted softly, obviously didn't mean to believe it.

"That's right, I don't know about magic, the void, and... Evil gods and things like that, but my friends and advisors know Dalton Khand, Lena de Salion, Isaac Grantham, Einland, and the top wizards and elders of the Byrne Wizards' Guild and the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard's Tower, and they know that. ”

Sneering, Charlotte sat back in her chair: "I've talked to all of them about your plan, and according to them, even if we assume that everything goes well, you can succeed, it's not without risk......

"Yes, it's like eating too much at lunch can be sustained, I don't think this level of literature ......"

"Don't interrupt me, and don't be there to argue!"

“...... Be. ”

"All in all, for your plan, the final conclusion is that half to half the second valve is almost a legend to wizards, and the time you have mastered this power is too short, and most of them don't think you can use it proficiently, which means that you are taking a far higher risk using this power than 'Logan in a hat'. ”

After a pause, the countess asked in a very affirmative tone: "Therefore, your so-called 'not high risk' is just a lie about your self-deception, which is not tenable at all. ”

"Let me retort, the people who said this, including Isaac, I don't mean that they were wrong, they didn't open the second valve, and they didn't understand what that meant. ”

"It's not just that I've mastered a whole new kind of power, it's that my whole person has become different from before... To put it simply, even if the whole of Ebolden were blown up into the sky, I wouldn't even be hurt by its explosion......"

"Why don't you understand?!"

With a scream, Loren looked at Charlotte who suddenly got up in a daze, looking at her eyes with a little disappointment.

"Why was Nolan Odd the first to tell you this, why did he have to tell you this in front of you and the Archduke of Elleman, why did he tell you about it before Brandon discussed it with you... Tell me why, and don't tell me you don't know!"

"I know ......"

"Of course you do! Anyone who isn't a fool can think of how a self-serving scoundrel and bastard would suddenly become incredibly loyal to the Empire!"

Charlotte gritted her teeth: "For the Arles and Erde families, Turin and Byrne are the key to restricting their development, as long as the Turin family is still alive, they will always have to curl up in their garbage-like territory, and they will always be our allies and vassals, and there will never be a future!"

"So every time Byrne rises, it is an unimaginable disaster for them, something they must try to avoid and prevent, and the most crucial part of stopping Byrne's rise is to kill her duke!"

"That's you, understand?!"

"I understand. ”

"No, you don't understand! If you did, you wouldn't have fallen into this scoundrel's trap so easily and let him succeed!"

"Will he succeed?"

"Holy Cross is above, of course not! He will not be with me, and I swear I will strangle his unrealistic ambitions in the cradle!"

"Since that's the case...... the black-haired wizard who curled the corners of his mouth also slowly got up and looked at Charlotte at eye level: "Then what else do I have to worry about?"

"You...?!"

Charlotte, who was "counterattacked", gritted her teeth and didn't say a word... She certainly can't take back or change her words.

"Charlotte remembers this, and the one who put Byrne on the path of revival and glory is not me... It's you. The black-haired wizard looked at her very seriously, "No matter what others say, you are the one who has accomplished this great cause and will continue it, and only you can do it." ”

"But ......"

"In the imperial capital of Golovin... You're the one who decided to ally with Brandon;" The black-haired wizard snapped, "The one who fought around the Red Blood Castle and the Imperial Governor and finally cut everything off... It's you. ”

"Take back the initiative from the Council of the Round Table, and let the House of Turin become dukes once again unchecked, and resolve to support Boi and restore Byrne's glory and past alliances;"

"Long sleeves are good at dancing, establishing contacts with one principality after another, but leaving the Heavenly Dome Palace speechless, taking down Bishop Byrne's Church and breaking with the Holy Cross Church, so that Byrne's Church is truly independent and placed under Byrne's rule......"

"Keeping the promise with Brandon and sending reinforcements to support the imperial capital has given Byrne unprecedented prestige, and the sound of the knight's iron boots reverberated on the steps of the Heavenly Dome Palace again......"

"The people who do it all... It's you, Charlotte. The black-haired wizard said in a deep voice, "So there's nothing to be afraid of, and nothing to worry about." ”

"Nolanade... He had found the wrong enemy, he thought that killing me would take Byrne back in time, but the truth was that Byrne would never be able to go back in time because of our Countess of the Red Blood Castle, she wouldn't allow it. ”

Smiling slightly, looking at Charlotte, who finally calmed down, Loren turned around and left, and then he had to find a way to convince Isaac and Ain, as well as Mentor Dalton, that time was real......

"Wait a minute. ”

The moment before stepping out of the tent with one foot, the countess suddenly looked back at the black-haired wizard's back: "Who allowed you to leave?"

Well?

Before Loren could explain, the countess who stepped forward had already taken the first step, blocking the curtain door that dragged the tent to death.

Looking at the other party's provocative expression, as well as the flush that unconsciously surfaced on his cheeks, Loren instinctively felt a trace of danger.

The danger of being skinned and cramped, stewed and roasted, squeezed out of oil and water, and then eaten alive.

"There's... Uh, what's the problem?"

"You're such a cruel villain, aren't you?" Charlotte's face was smiling, "You're going to let the person I care about the most take risks, risking my life and his future, even his everything... But you don't want to make any compensation, and then you just leave in a grand way?"

"My lord, you're too presumptuous, aren't you?"

Before the words fell, the black-haired wizard who subconsciously retreated was grabbed by the collar by the countess.

"Step through this door and don't think you'll be able to leave with nothing left. ”