In the quiet of the night, the steward of the Red Blood Castle silently turned his gaze to Loren, and there was no fatigue or panic in his calm eyes.

"Loren Turin... Although I have overestimated you as much as I can, you are far beyond what I can imagine, and you are indeed powerful. ”

"You've won the prize, I'm just ......"

"No, I'm just stating one thing. Charles waved his hand and motioned for the black-haired wizard not to interrupt him: "I will not deny it, I have warned the Count more than once to beware of you, because you are too threatening!"

"I've heard about you, the Ice and Snow Desperate Realm north of the Broken Mountains, or the case of the Apothecary Master in Golovin, or even the ...... in the Red Blood Castle."

"I really don't want to say that, but it's true... The Red Blood Castle was almost saved by you, and those counts, they would never have imagined what kind of person they had found to be their duke!"

With a soft sigh, Loren shrugged.

It's been so long since I've met Charles, and this is the first time I've felt like he's in touch with himself.

"You... Powerful, powerful enough to find an impossible way out of a desperate situation. Charles sighed, "But not everyone can be like you, and no matter how best they try, they can't do it." ”

"Charlotte... She wasn't as strong as she appeared. ”

Loren frowned.

"She was never a natural ruler - as a child, Charlotte was just a good girl who would obey her father, liked beautiful clothes and compliments, and was always willful, and she would get angry when anything didn't go your way, and she was almost like she is now. ”

I think she's pretty much the same now... twitching the corners of his mouth, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

There was a hint of nostalgia in Charles's expression: "This situation lasted until the death of the previous Earl of Crimson Castle, and then... And then it's different. ”

"Overnight, she went from Charlotte Turin to the countess of the Red Blood Castle - but in fact, she didn't change anything, just a disguise for herself. ”

"A terrified little girl sits in her father's place, pretending to be majestic in order to keep her image in the eyes of the people, constantly worrying that she will disappoint the vassals, and that the nobles and knights will look down on her, and constantly worrying about whether she is a worthy earl in their eyes. ”

"The glory of Turin, the revival of Byrne... She had never cared about any of this before, she wanted to do it just because it was what a Lord of Turin should be, and in fact... She is still the little girl who cares about other people's eyes all the time. ”

"As she was preparing for the Round Table, Charlotte's bloodless, bruised, red-eyed but ecstatic countenance... Is that really what a person who is about to achieve his dream will look like?"

"No... That's not it, that's what a sacrifice will look like when it's about to walk up the altar!" a trembling Charles gritted his teeth and stared at Loren.

The black-haired wizard's expression paused slightly, and then he raised his gaze:

"That's why you've gone to great lengths to sabotage her plans?"

"That's right, because I can't put Charlotte in the hands of you people, you... It's horrible. The steward of the Red Blood Castle was still staring at him, his eyes scarlet:

"I can't watch her become a puppet of the Council of the Round Table, at the mercy of the lords, or put there like some kind of prize, and let them fight each other for possession of her;"

"Whether it's Byrne, or the Heavenly Dome Palace... They didn't really want to support Charlotte by electing her, they all saw her as a puppet, just a victim of Byrne's struggle with the Empire!"

Roaring, Charles suddenly laughed miserably: "Even if it's you... What about you, Loren Turin?"

"To you and your master, His Highness Brandon de Salion, Charlotte is just a tool you use to control the Red Blood Keep, to control Byrne; And those people are no different at all!"

"You can be as nice to her as you can, but can you go against Her Highness Brandon for her sake?!" Charles said in a hoarse voice:

"Once she became Duke of Byrne, she would never be able to free herself from it until one day she walked up to the altar and burned herself to the ground in the flames. ”

"The title of Earl of Byrne... It wasn't glory to her at all, it was a curse, the most vicious curse!"

Between the words, the corners of Charles's eyes, who were clenching his teeth, were already full of tears.

"I know that Charlotte will not spare me once she knows the truth, but even then I will do it, and only by completely freeing herself from the terrible curse of 'Reviving Turin' can she truly gain her freedom, and not be a doll at the mercy of fate!"

"And... Or the fate that you have imposed on her!"

Charles stared at the black-haired wizard's calm gaze, and fell silent once more as he looked at each other.

"Sure enough......"

After a moment, Loren looked at Charles, whose eyes were red, and said meaningfully: "You and your brother are the same kind of people. ”

The expression of the steward of the Red Blood Castle froze, just like the original black-haired wizard.

"You think you're right, you want to protect Charlotte, you can sacrifice yourself for her...... But in reality, you never really think about her feelings. Taking a deep breath, Loren shook his head:

"What's more, even if your plan really comes true, will Charlotte be happy for the rest of her life?

"I ......" Charles's expression darkened suddenly.

"Impossible, right?" Loren said softly, "Losing the title of Duke, and possibly even forever depriving the Turin family of the status of Lord of Byrne forever, how could she accept all this without reproach or even with peace of mind?"

"But at least it will keep her from suffering again and again...... "Charles is still dying, but his eyes are no longer as unwavering as they were just now.

"Even if she is no longer the Lord of Byrne, the Turin family of the Red Blood Castle is still the most powerful knight lord of Byrne - she will still be on the go for the rest of her life, fighting against the new duke in order to protect the interests of the Turin family, and resist all the earls who have ambitions to marry her. ”

"Open your eyes to reality, Charles Grenwell, and if your plan does work, it's not about saving her, it's just dragging her from one hell to another. ”

"In that sense, you're worse than your brother - at least, there's a chance of the plan he came up with!"

The silent Charles lowered his head, his eyes closed, and his shoulders trembled violently.

Loren knew that he was already starting to waver.

The silent black-haired wizard retrieved the letter from little Yod from his hand, and with a snap of his fingers with his left hand, a flash of Turin fire turned the letter to ashes.

Charles opened his eyes in surprise and slowly looked sideways.

"This thing, right and when it didn't happen. Sighing, Loren patted Charles on the shoulder: "If you really want to protect Charlotte, never leave her." ”

"Also...... Sometimes getting too close can numb the senses and make them less sensitive to change, and Charlotte Turin is no longer the little girl. ”

"She's a true countess of the Red Blood Castle. ”

With that, he shook his head and got up and left.

"Your Excellency Loren Turin!"

Just as the black-haired wizard was about to leave the corridor, Charles behind him suddenly called out to him.

"The last time you were in this corridor, you asked me what my feelings were for Charlotte......

The red-eyed Charles stood upright, put his hands behind his back, stared at Loren's back indifferently, and couldn't take his eyes off it: "Now... I'll ask you instead. ”

I hope you can answer truthfully. ”

I?

In the silent hallway, the figure of the black-haired wizard froze.

Charles didn't say a word, still waiting for his reply.

"I know the purpose for which you are willing to keep it a secret for me......" the butler's voice was calm:

"But to get my loyalty, you must first tell me your feelings for her!"