Chapter 224: Court Night Talk (Part II)
Either side?
Charlotte frowned slightly, and an indifferent expression appeared on her cheeks again: "Loren Turin, what do you mean by 'not choosing either side'... You'd better make it clear. β
Isn't this nonsense, how can it be possible not to choose either side?!
"Earl, on this point;" Charles, who coughed lightly, stood in the middle with some embarrassment, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Your Excellency Loren may mean ......"
"Stand aside, Charles. β
Glancing coldly at his butler, the countess turned her gaze back to the black-haired wizard sitting opposite, her gaze sharp: "Your Excellency Loren Turin has his own mouth, and he doesn't need others to explain to him what he means!"
Charles, who was interrupted, was stunned for a moment, then looked at Loren on the other side, sighed awkwardly, and stood silently behind Charlotte.
Pulling the corners of her mouth, the black-haired wizard shrugged and looked at the countess with a sullen face - the angry Charlotte was a little cuter than her usual serious one, although she was also more irritable... Ahem, ahem.
"We are faced with a problem, or rather... Contradiction. The black-haired wizard who straightened up and sat upright looked indifferent, as if he was really just chatting with a beautiful lady at a tryst at night:
"Charlotte, or rather, our common goal is for the House of Turin to be recognized by the thirteen knight lords and re-establish themselves as rulers of all Byrne, while avoiding undisputed civil wars and divisions, after all, no matter how powerful Byrne is, he cannot be a match for the entire empire. β
"Unfortunately, no matter which side we join, we are only halfway there. The angry Byrne knights will not approve of a duke or knight king who compromises with the Empire, and if they want to gain the approval of the Empire first, they will have to be the enemy of the whole of Byrne. β
The countess bowed slightly, her expression extremely serious.
So, the question turned back. Loren raised his head, his dark pupils were very serious: "Red Blood Castle, the Turin family, we, you... Which side are you on?"
"Hasn't this already been discussed?" Charlotte's expression was a little unhappy, and her words were a little impatient: "No matter which side we are on, the final result will be ......"
"No, it's not. β
The black-haired wizard sighed and reached out again to interrupt the countess: "If you can't figure out which side we represent and whose side we're on, this issue will never be resolved, or it's destined to end in tragedy!"
"You hope that Byrne will regain his glory, and that the House of Turin will regain his glory, but this glory will not begin with war and turmoil, and the death of thousands;
You want to be respected by the Empire and loved by the Knights of Byrne, but you don't want to be the sinner who started the Civil War. β
"At least not in this way of being engulfed in frenzy and restlessness, and not in the premise of being isolated and helpless, with no chance of victory and no hope......"
Charlotte didn't speak, just exposed her hands clutching the armrests.
"So, the angry and restless Byrne, and the Heavenly Dome Palace, who is trying to get rid of the fire, are not the ones you want to join, and neither of them can satisfy your demands. The corners of the black-haired wizard's mouth turned up:
"And the Count of the Crimson Castle, Charlotte Turin... Tell me, which side you want to join, and whose position are you going to stand on?"
"Whose position is ......"
Charlotte, who was muttering in a low voice, looked suspicious, and soon, her expression moved slightly, thinking of something but incredulous, and her eyes suddenly widened:
"I... Yourself?!"
"Snap ββ!" snapped his fingers, and the black-haired wizard's body suddenly leaned forward, and he looked at her:
"That's right. β
Looking at Charlotte's completely frozen expression, Loren's face finally showed a smile: "If you want to wear the crown, bear its weight first... This is what I learned from the Archon of Ebolden, Master Corona. β
"You don't become a duke the moment you get the title of duke, but you start the moment you have the consciousness to become a duke.
As for the title itself, it's just a symbol, a crown. β
"Only by standing in the position of 'Duke of Byrne' or 'Knight King' can you not be coerced by the fanaticism of the Byrne Knights, and you will not be coerced by the title of 'Duke' in the Heavenly Dome Palace. The black-haired wizard spoke eloquently:
"Not only that, but you don't need to be an enemy of either side for the sake of the other, or be pressured by one side to become an ally with the other;
"If that's the case, who should the Earl trust?" Charles, who was standing behind Charlotte, couldn't help but ask, "Who is the Earl's ally and who is the enemy?"
The answer is simple, all of us are our allies. The corners of the black-haired wizard's mouth curled up with a hint of smugness: "All of us are our enemies. β
Hearing this, the steward of the Red Blood Castle frowned.
"So I made a deal with Yuri Wirtz, or a compromise... It seems that the Empire is still more concerned about restoring stability to Byrne, and this is our breakthrough. Sighing, Loren continued:
"The threat of Yuri Wirtz and the Sky Dome Palace, we can suppress some of the knight lords of Byrne and let them rally around the Red Blood Castle or the Turin family, and the resentful Byrne is also our sharp blade against the Empire, so that they do not dare to attack the Turin family easily. β
"Make sure that the Celestial Dome understands that only the House of Turin is the most indisputable and the only one that can be recognized by the vast majority of lords in this land, and if they dare to ignore the existence of the House of Turin, or want to change to a duke... The final result must not be what they want to see!"
As for what exactly is the "final result" ... This is self-evident to all three.
"At the same time, the threat of the imminent arrival of the Celestial Dome and Duke Yuri Wirtz will also pose a threat to the knight lords of Byrne, and the round table, which was originally protracted and full of treacherous accusations, will become truly effective. β
The black-haired wizard's eyes burned, and his tone was even more serious than before: "If you can't elect a duke, or at least someone who can represent all of Byrne, when facing the Imperial Mission, they are not even qualified to talk to the Empire on an equal footing;
Not to mention the declaration of war at that time, in the face of the threat of the Empire and Ellement, it is not realistic for the thirteen lords to even maintain absolute unity... After all, in the end, the interests of the thirteen lords could not be exactly the same. β
Charlotte remained silent, but her expression was noticeably different from the one she had been at the beginning.
"It's... That's why I reached a compromise with Yuri Wirtz. The black-haired wizard crossed his fingers again, and the aching joints had been relieved:
"Whether or not the Duke of Elemman's purpose is really the same as he says, or if he has other purposes, this is a very rare opportunity for us to reach an agreement with all the Knight Lords and the Sky Dome before the Round Table. β
"And then, we can deal with those knight lords one by one, 'help' them to recognize the facts, and one by one use various means to win over and buy, or coerce and induce all the opponents;
Until no one opposes the Turin family anymore, they are closely united around the Red Blood Castle to welcome the arrival of the Imperial Mission!"
The Countess and the Steward of the Red Blood Castle looked at each other, their eyes flashing with a frightened color.
"So. Charlotte took a deep breath and her expression was extremely serious: "This is your plan......"
"No, that should be our plan. Reclaim the title of Duke and restore the glory of the House of Turin... These are your ambitions, Charlotte, and I'm just trying to make a workable way for that goal, that's all. β
"There are no friends, only interests ... It seems like a very cold way. Charles looked at Loren with an unkind face: "Isn't there any emotion in your plan?"
This plan, not a sonnet, does not need to be pretentious. Loren smiled at him, "As I said, I want to wear a crown......
Bear the weight firstββ!"