"It's not the same as we said it would be!"

"I'm sorry, but I only seem to have a knighthood to promise you, right?"

"Then I don't want it at all!"

"Oops, hey, hey...... How does this work?!"

"Why not, even if it's a volunteer work for you, my Royal Highness!"

"Why are you so miserable, I didn't do anything to you?!"

"You betrayed me!"

"I betrayed you? I'm making you an earl, a hereditary earl with real power... My Wizard Advisor!"

"I'm sorry, you better go to someone else for this kind of good thing, I'm not rare!"

"How can this be? I've already told them about it... Alas, hey, don't go, I'm wrong, it's okay, everything is negotiable......"

A quarter of an hour later, Brandon, who had locked the door before the black-haired wizard, had even sealed the window, and in the messy dining room, the cold-looking Loren Turin sat on a chair with his legs crossed, holding his shoulders and staring at His Royal Highness the Prince:

“...... Don't you think you should explain?"

"I'm really sorry......" Brandon's face was full of flattery and guilt, and his face under his red hair smiled extremely fakely, and he kept rubbing his hands: "Can you forgive me like this?"

"Excuse me?"

The corners of the black-haired wizard's mouth hooked up with an apologetic smile, but how hideous it looked, and it was clear that he was gritting his teeth under the indifferent tone: "It's not right... You are His Royal Highness, I am only your wizard advisor, and I should be the one who should apologize. ”

"Maybe... Should I talk to you first?" Brandon blinked in embarrassment, his ruby eyes clear enough to see the dew on them.

"Maybe?!"

"Uh......" Brandon squinted to the side, "I probably didn't expect... Would you react so strongly?"

"Probably?!"

"This has a lot to do with you... Of course, I am also very big, and the most important thing is that it involves the layout in the future. Brandon finally got serious for a rare time, but he still had a smile on his face: "Anyway, I should have discussed it with you before making a decision." ”

"If that's the case, thank God!" Finally, Loren, who couldn't bear it anymore, broke out completely, and if it weren't for the fear of being discovered, he would definitely blow up half of the Summer Twilight Courtyard into the sky with a "Turin Fire"!

At no time would Loren let himself be like this... But the Imperial Trial had just ended, and the Night's Watch was pressing behind him, and his mental strength was already at its peak.

"But my wizard advisor, you'll have to be considerate of me, too. Brandon's expression was very aggrieved: "Caught off guard, I was the one who was suddenly found at the door, and I was also the one who was pressed step by step." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that there really was no way, I would never have made such a decision without consulting you—but if there was a second possibility. ”

"Besides, this thing is ...... There's no way you're going to lose anything!"

Brandon's voice sounded like he was giving up on himself, scratching his head frantically and looking hysterical: "I've already set it up, and the other party has agreed—they won't ask for a second substitute for the dead besides you... I mean, Count Real Power, what's not to like about you?!"

"Shouldn't I still be grateful?"

"No, as long as you agree!" Brandon hurriedly continued, with a look of surprise: "You agreed?!"

"Can I still refuse?!" Loren rolled his eyes.

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

Marriage – the word is not a choice for both Charlotte Turin and Brandon de Salion.

On the surface, the two sides will benefit from each other, and the Turin family needs to obtain the status of Brandon as a foreign aid to maintain the status of the Turin family in the Duchy of Byrne and resist the further erosion of the empire;

And Brandon also needs a prestigious and strong enough family to stand behind him, as a supplement to the wizarding class that has strength but not much prestige.

The concept of "strength" is always relative... Indeed, it may be more direct to directly obtain the absolute allegiance of a principality or grand duke, but the direct end is that you and that principality are finished.

Even as Eckhart II grew older and gradually delegated government affairs to the Imperial Cabinet, he even sat back and watched the conflict between the church and the wizarding class erupt...... But he could never accept that a principality would no longer be subordinate to him, but would be loyal to his son who had no right of inheritance!

There are some things that you have to wait until the right time to do them, even if you want to.

There is only one way to get married, and outsiders can't interfere with it—or rather, the only thing Brandon really needs to convince is His Majesty the Emperor, but Brandon is not worried about this either.

From becoming a hero of the Broken Mountain Fortress to the defeat of the Holy Cross Church... Brandon could already vaguely feel that his father was deliberately suppressing the forces around his brother Conod, and giving himself a little chance to "see hope".

Military power, prestige, wealth, connections...... I don't know when this too good crown prince has begun to make the emperor himself feel threatened.

Even if this was too remote, it would be fatal to the Emperor himself, so Brandon was not worried at all...... Even if it was just to make Brother Conrad perceive the threat, the father would not be stingy to add a little bit of leverage to himself.

But it's one thing to say that it's one thing to do... It's another story.

As Brandon and Charlotte mentioned, if they don't get along, they will soon fall out with the Turin family, but if they don't marry, they won't be able to show their sincerity and make them willingly ally with them.

So is there a way to show your sincerity and not have to marry Charlotte Torino?

"Gifted", Brandon de Salion, who is full of ideas, has a bold idea......

"In short... Your genius plan is for me to be the substitute for the dead, marry Charlotte Turin, and become the Count of the Red Blood Castle?!"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Loren took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, his emotions were at their peak today, and he was still worried that something was wrong with his mental hall if he continued.

All right... In fact, he was too lazy to dig into the problem and figure out why it had become like this, and if it weren't for the fact that the other party's identity was the prince, Loren really wanted to punch this bastard.

Why didn't you take the opportunity to give him a moment when I first met him?!

"It's to observe, to observe... These are the words of the Countess Charlotte, and she is not ready to marry you at once. Brandon flattered and comforted:

"As long as you can guarantee the loyalty of the House of Turin, and gradually control the authority of the Duchy of Byrne, and form an alliance with us...... In fact... It doesn't matter if you're married or not!"

"Isn't this still the same?!"

"Whether you succeed or not, you won't lose anyway. Brandon simply spread his hands and smiled treacherously: "And I can be regarded as fulfilling my promise to give you a hereditary earl with real power." ”

"If you succeed, you will be the Count of Crimson Castle, the leader of the House of Turin - and one day even the new Duke of Byrne, alongside Lothair, Eberten, Poi, Ellemont, Arles, and even the Prince of East Sacland...... It's not impossible!"

"Your surname is Turin, and even if you become Charlotte's husband, you don't have to worry about your descendants changing their surname—and the prestige and authority of the surname 'Turin' in the Duchy of Byrne, and even in the south of the entire empire, shouldn't I describe it too much?"

Brandon raised the corners of his mouth: "In terms of closeness, their remnants in the Duchy of Byrne are still there... Even if there is little hope, there is a lot of room for development;"

"In the distance, the relationship between the Duchy of Boi and the Duchy of Byrne is even higher than that of the Empire, and the dwarven city-states are equally in awe of the overlord of this knight's land!"

"Glory, power, wealth...... Loren Turin, that's a great gift!"

His Royal Highness the Prince paused deliberately, and a dark light flashed in his eyes: "I said... I trust you 100 percent, and this alliance is my most straightforward sincerity... Don't tell me you didn't notice. ”

"Brandon ......"

"I'll ask you just one thing, my wizard advisor. His Royal Highness interrupted the black-haired wizard, and the smile in his voice was like the sea breeze at night:

"You... Do you want to be a duke?"