When Charlotte came to her senses, she couldn't remember how she had left the room.

He sat there, indifferent, excited and became his foil, and under the dark pupils, it was as if he was so exposed, standing naked in front of him, without the slightest secret.

I know exactly what you want, and you'll never try to find out my secrets.

Maybe that's why I'm so angry......

No, that's not anger, that's fear... That's the instinctive fear of the unknown... A few simple words made me angry and even tremble.

He did not lie, glory, power, wealth, wisdom...... The beauty that people can pursue all their lives doesn't seem to be worth mentioning in his eyes.

Of course it's good to have, it's not a pity to have it, and if you don't want it, you don't want it—this completely inappropriate expression is what really makes Charlotte feel awe.

If this guy is doing nothing, he is useless, at most he is just another high-minded and pretentious fanatic... But this person was able to come back from the north of the Broken Boundary Mountain alive, and he was able to win the victory of the Imperial Judgment when the situation was one-sided!

Holy Cross, why did you come to see this guy today?

Because he did not intend to marry him, he was disdainful of the power and glory of the House of Turin, and he was very angry about this...... Damn, why do you say like you can't wait to marry him?!

The sudden thought made the girl even more annoyed and angry, and her beautiful face bit her lower lip with teeth, and the gap between her teeth was dyed a little red.

She was a descendant of the Black Duke, but Charlotte had never really liked the ancestor - if it weren't for him, the House of Turin wouldn't have fallen to this point, and would not have lost their title and duchy to the point where they are today.

But even in the family, once everyone mentions "Black Duke Roland", they will still be in awe, and even their eyes will become different.

Why?

Her father, who had long since died, gave her a very vague answer when she was young...... Because he's different.

What is this called?

And then... On that night when everything was unknown, I met this guy with the name of the Turin family...... arrogant, arrogant, self-righteous, and really hard to trust;

But such a guy actually became the only straw to save Lussack Corvo, and even the entire wizards of the Imperial Capital!

Out of some haughty curiosity, the girl took a little effort to find out what he had done.

Once just an apprentice, he has a track record of killing a vampire and saving the entire academy;

Alone, when there is no help in private, he leads the elves to repel the invasion of ogres;

Joined forces with Brandon de Salion to overthrow the rule of the free nobles led by Bellini at Ebolden, and put the wizards in power as consuls;

In the judgment of the Broken Mountain Fortress, the unarmed men defeated all the warriors who came forward, and the Northern Legion, which was known for its bravery, was also terrified;

In the glacial wastes at the end of the world, this wizard who seems to have little to show other than the color of his hair and eyes is said to have found the lost city of the Dragon King and killed an apostle of the evil god with his own hands.

This is a guy who is extremely good at turning the impossible into the possible - perhaps it is because of this that his friends will desperately break into the Heavenly Dome Palace and deliver that important evidence to him;

And he actually made God send him to become his "accomplice......

Charlotte suddenly had an inexplicable fear... Why would he promise Brandon to let him use Loren Turin as a substitute for marriage.

It's hard, can it be said in the bottom of my heart... In fact, did you expect this to be the result, and willingly accepted it?

I really believe that this guy who came out of nowhere can reinvigorate the Turin family and even the Duchy of Byrne, and reunite and reinvigorate the people of this land!

Trust Him...... It will be the second "black duke"!

Why... Why don't you want to refute this idea at all?

In the garden of the summer twilight courtyard, the girl muttered to herself, constantly remembering her father's expression that day, and the black-haired wizard's gesture of refuting everyone in public in the courtroom.

The soft-spoken voice no longer had the slightest pride of being an earl, but the girl still held her head high, her white neck crossed a proud arc, and her steps were gentle, and she walked away from the courtyard like a white swan.

Even if she failed miserably, she would never allow herself to have the slightest stage fright and bow her head, and even if she conceded defeat, she would have to keep the last trace of dignity and face of the Turin family.

The responsibility of three generations, the glory of a thousand years, and the hope of revival...... It's all on themselves.

And now... I saw the possibility in another person!

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"I don't think she believes you, Loren. ”

At the moment when the countess left, the young man in a small red and black dress was already sitting cross-legged behind Loren, his bright red eyes exuding a strange light.

"Nor do I expect two sentences to convince an earl with real power... Or a countess. With a chuckle, Loren shrugged indifferently:

"What's more, the person who really doesn't trust me is not her, but another. ”

"Brandon de Salion?" the boy smiled slyly.

"Otherwise, it could still be you?" the black-haired wizard rolled his eyes.

When Brandon "gave up on himself" and asked Loren to "clean up the mess" himself, he already thought that this would be the case... And Loren didn't say anything against it.

Brandon decided that Loren just wouldn't admit it, and he didn't want to believe that the wizarding advisor really didn't have the slightest ambition, or ...... Handle.

No matter how much he trusted, he needed a handle to hold in his hands, and he needed to know what Loren Turin really desired.

And he also decided that Loren would not refute... At this point, he can't guess his mind, and he is not qualified to continue to serve as his "wizard advisor".

"Then why don't you just tell him?" Brandon tilted his head.

"The reason is simple...... Loren laughed self-deprecatingly: "The so-called 'refutation' is 'recognition', and 'silence' is 'veto'...... This is the art of communication. ”

"As long as I don't take the initiative to speak, he won't be able to do anything... Brandon, he's never going to know where my weaknesses are, where my bottom line is... Guarantee this, and you will no longer be held hostage by others. ”

"What's more... Didn't he hide anything from me, did he really be as sincere to me as he said? ”

"It's not acting or deliberately deceiving - I believe he's being sincere with me, and I'm not going to break the promise between the two of us; ”

"I see......"

Asriel suddenly realized, but after listening to it, he pouted: "What... It turned out that Asriel was just like those people in Loren's eyes. ”

The black-haired wizard hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled undeniably.

It's obviously more important to watch out for you......

Asrael looked at the black-haired wizard in front of him earnestly, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

Power, wealth, glory, prestige, and even immortality...... What is pursued by mortals with all their might is no different from a plaything in the eyes of dear Loren.

It's like a prize in the game, a conversation after having fun, and it's just a dispensable thing.

That's right, that's the person you chose.

Strength is always a relative concept, and if it is needed, Asriel can always make anyone as strong as an evil god, but even then, they can never be a match for Seriel or even the Holy Cross.

Calm, tenacious, persistent, and bottom-line, but he can also do whatever it takes at critical moments, and never give up until the goal is achieved......

And, of course, his innate physique, comparable to the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail... It's the best material!

If it's him, if it's Loren Torino......

Maybe really... There is a possibility of a glimmer......