At the same time as the sound rang out, an uproar reverberated through the church hall, so much so that the Byrne Knights, who were in charge of maintaining order, forgot to maintain their silence.

Because they were also stunned.

Almost all of the attendees basically guessed the purpose of the ceremony when they stepped into the hall, and even learned a lot about the "long-eared elves" in private.

The night of the assassination at Crimson was no secret, and the knights who accompanied Duke Byrne on his expedition to Ebolden and the wizards who withdrew with him spread the "truth" of the war to the ears of many.

Therefore, many people, especially the earls and Byrne knights of the Thirteenth Realm, are mentally prepared for what Loren is going to do, and they are not at all rejected, and even have some faint expectations.

Follow in the footsteps of the heroes and make every hall and tavern with a burning fireplace tell stories and ballads about themselves, or at least be part of the saga... This is a great attraction for the Byrnes, especially the Byrnes nobles.

In the Byrne tradition, the obligations of knights, or the thirteen lords of Byrne, to the duke were not gratuitous, nor unlimited, but even subject to the supervision and control of the Council of the Round Table, and Loren's current demand was clearly to get rid of these and make all the knights of Byrne unconditionally loyal to him.

But for the sake of the "knight's dream", they did not resist their absolute loyalty to Duke Byrne, even beyond the relationship between "lord and knight", and dedicated everything to Duke Byrne's dream and great cause.

In a sense, thanks to the "Black Duke" - if he hadn't done such a great thing, making Byrne the savior of the Empire, almost completely above the de Salion family, Loren would not have been able to convince Byrne to go up and down.

In the uproar of the hall, only the black-haired wizard and Charlotte remained calm, looking expressionlessly in the direction from which the voice came.

"Lord Sylvik, what do you mean by that?!"

The first person to stand up and question was not the Byrne, not even one of the thirteen counts, but the messenger sent by the Heavenly Dome Palace, the Imperial Justice Victor Theseus, whose anger made his expression distort slightly.

As an emissary sent to Byrne to "congratulate", Victor, who had dealt with Loren in the Imperial Trial, did not have the slightest idea of congratulating, but he could also understand Emperor Conod's attitude towards valuing his ability but distrusting him, so he agreed.

The purpose of Victor's visit was to test Byrne and Loren's true attitude towards the Empire, as well as to find out what was really going on in the First Duchy of the Empire, not to stir up trouble - that's why Sylvik's abrupt statement made him so angry, and the Holy Cross Church represented by the other party was likely to "drag the Heavenly Dome Palace into the water".

Of course, what made him even more annoyed was that the other party did it without consulting him: "The deacons and representatives of the Holy Cross Church, because they are in the church, can't wait to show their authority?!"

"The authority of the Holy Cross is unquestionable, and I don't need to show it specifically!"

Slightly cowering, Sylvik resisted his fear of the Imperial Cabinet, but still pushed back, he knew that since he spoke, there was no turning back:

"But as the representative of the Holy Cross on earth, I should still stand up and uphold justice for the kingdom of the Holy Cross when I need to make sacrifices!"

Facing the "righteous and strict" Sylvik, Victor Hughes felt more and more disgust in his heart, but before he could refute, he was already robbed by another voice:

"Then may I ask the representative of the Holy Cross on earth, what kind of justice do you want to support?"

Charlotte, whose face was like frost, turned around, and first raised her hand to stop Eckert, Earl of Fort Fury, who was frowning, and her fierce gaze stabbed at the other party like a sharp sword:

"Is there anything disrespectful to the Holy Cross in what our Duke has just said? and if so, I apologize to you on his behalf as a member of the House of Turin. ”

As the words fell, the surrounding Byrne knights and the envoys and guests from all over the country turned their eyes to Sylvik, and the confusion occupied the absolute majority.

Only Victor, the former Chief Justice of the Imperial Court, had a faint premonition that was not very good, and desperately suppressed his impulsive emotions, because he had just suddenly seen the black-haired wizard on the stage expressionless, silent as if he had not heard anything.

Could he ......

"For such a humble attitude towards you, as a servant of the Holy Cross, I pay tribute to you. Sylvik bowed generously, even though he knew that the countess was by no means a "devout believer":

"But this is by no means disrespectful to His Excellency Loren Turin himself towards the Church of the Holy Cross, nor is it to say that I want to deny the merits he has done, the great deeds he has accomplished under the blessing of the Holy Cross. ”

But no matter how great a man's deeds may be, he cannot cover up his sin, because sin is sin. Sylvik said in a deep voice:

"And the sin of His Excellency Loren Turin is that he tried to seize the supreme authority of the Duchy of Byrne as a 'savior', as if he were a 'black duke', and became the sole master of this great country. ”

"And the reason for my objection is that he is not qualified to do so at all!"

Before he could finish speaking, an angry uproar erupted in the hall.

The Knights of Byrne finally figured out that this deacon and messenger of the Church of the Holy Cross was actually questioning and denying Loren's legitimacy as Duke of Byrne.

"What does this mean?!"

"What does the Holy Cross want to do?!"

"Guards, where are the guards, drag this madman out!"

"Are you crazy, you're going to drag a servant of the Holy Cross out of the church?!"

"Didn't you hear what he just said, I think you're crazy......!"

The flames of anger burned in the hall, and the guests present were as dumbfounded as Victor Theseus - what was the church trying to do, did they still think that the relationship between the Byrne Church and the Holy Cross Church was too good?

Bell ——!!!!

A loud bang briefly stopped the increasingly chaotic quarrel.

"Enough ——!"

Angart, Earl of Rock Castle, drew his sword and slammed it to the ground like a tomahawk, and he raised his angry gaze and stared at Sylvik:

"What do you mean, Lord Deacon, Church—are you questioning Byrne's traditions, questioning the illegality of the election of the Council of the Round Table?!"

"I don't think so. ”

Sylvik shook his head decisively and denied: "As a servant of the Holy Cross, I respect the tradition of Byrne, and even more respect the Round Table Council, which represents this tradition, the supreme one. ”

"But what I will say is that you have been deceived, the Council of the Round Table has been deceived, and the whole of Byrne has been deceived—all that you think is strong and great, and you are completely soaked in lies and deception!"

As he said this, a strong sense of justice and responsibility suddenly came over Sylvik, and for a moment he felt that he was doing something particularly right.

Not even a second had passed, and he didn't just feel that, but thought so.

That's right, you're doing the right thing, you're saving the Byrnes from the hellish abyss of lies and deception.

"Byrin, I'm going to tell you the truth......" With inexplicable generosity and tragedy, Sylvik, who took a deep breath, turned around sharply and looked at the crowd who were glaring at him: "Loren Turin is not your duke, he is not surnamed Turin, and he is not a so-called Turin side-branch. ”

"He... Not even a Byrne!"

For a moment, the hall was silent, so quiet that you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and hear the sound of people widening their eyes and gasping for air.

In the next second, it was a storm of angry shouts and roars.

But Sylvik was undaunted, like a knight on the battlefield, staring at the expressionless black-haired fifty, as if he wanted to kill with his eyes.

It was only when he experienced it himself that he could feel that these angry voices were also filled with suspicious eyes and voices—apparently this kind of thought was not completely absent, but was suppressed by the Council of the Round Table of Charlotte and the Thirteenth Earl.

That's right, how can no one doubt that a side branch who has been away from Byrne for many years has suddenly returned and become the Lord of Byrne?

"Why do you say that?!"

A very childish voice interrupted his thoughts, and Bosival, the "Count of Little Peak", who had just turned five years old, stared at a pair of wolf-like eyes, and straddled a scimitar that was comparable to a two-handed broadsword to him:

"Lord Loren Turin is a duke jointly elected by Byrne, a knight king bloodline recognized by the Turin family, and he has obtained the bloodline and identity certification of the Heavenly Dome Palace, and the evidence is conclusive!"

"Why do you question him, what do you deny him, what qualifications do you have... Say those words you just said?!"

The content of this answer was reasonable and convincing, and many of the people present nodded silently, and their eyes when they looked at the "Earl of Little Qiaowangfeng" also changed a lot.

The words that came out of the mouth of a five-year-old child were really untouchable.

But the corners of Sylvik's mouth showed a hint of joy - this kind of "reasonable" questioning was exactly what he needed.

"Of course I won't stand here and speak to you without proof, and I know very well what will happen if I speak out in Byrne's territory, at Byrne's celebrations!"

Sylvik waved his arms, spat splashing, and looked like he was about to be generous: "But the truth is the truth, the truth is justice, and it must be seen and understood by everyone!"

"Let me hack him alive!"

The furious Earl of Mountain Rock Fort couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to draw his sword and pounce on it, but was held down by Count Eckert of Fury Castle and shook his head silently.

"Loren Turin, a Byrin, grandfather Leonardo Turin, father Gaieu Turin, mother unknown, suspected of being from Lothair or Arles. ”

While there was a lot of noise in the hall, Sylvik suddenly took out another scroll from his bosom and read it aloud, making Victor Hughes on the side frown.

The people of the church, where did they get the file seal in the Heavenly Dome Palace?!

"Leonardo Turin was expelled for attempting to assassinate the nobles of Byrne due to a family feud, and only retained the title of knight, and his only eldest son, Gaiot, who became a wandering knight;

About 20 years ago, Gaillo Turin was killed by robbers while escorting a caravan, leaving only one son... That is, Loren Turin.

This man is the Duchy of Byrne, the county of the Crimson Castle, a descendant of the House of Turin, whose knighthood Leonardo Turin inherited after his death;"

"I believe that everyone is clear about this, and the above content is also clearly recorded in the archives of the Heavenly Dome Palace. Sylvik gushed: "But excuse me, is all this true?!"

He jerked his head up at Loren, eager to see the damned wizard panic, or at least a grim expression that wanted to eat his own appearance.

But Sylvik was disappointed.

The expressionless Loren not only did not stand up to refute, nor did he mean to stop himself from interrupting alive, he was like a bystander, watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

How could he be so calm, did he know something?

An inexplicable panic seeped through his chest like cold air, clutching Sylvik's heart tightly.

The content of this message is problematic – firstly, no one can prove the time of Guillaud Turin's death, and secondly, no one can be sure that Guillaud Turin had a son. ”

Although he sensed that something was wrong, Sylvik could only bite the bullet and continue: "As far as I know, Leonardo used to be a wandering knight in the Lothair area, and after inquiring about him, the local people who knew him only knew that Loren was his squire, and never heard him mention that he was his grandson, let alone his surname Turin!"

"And our Lord Loren Turin did not choose to return to the Red Blood Castle after leaving Lothair, but went to the wizarding city of Eberden, and before arriving in the imperial capital, he never had any contact with the Turin family!"

"Isn't it strange that a young man who has lost his last loved one and left the shelter of the academy would rather choose to go to a completely unfamiliar city than swing a knife and belong to his hometown?!"

"So what?!"

This time it was Gareth, Earl of Rainbow Bridge, who stood up - because he liked alchemy and runes, he had a crush on Loren, who tolerated wizards. Thin, he was dressed in a long robe, and retorted with a red face:

"Leonardo was expelled from the family, of course, it is impossible to have too much affection for the family, and Duke Loren, who has not been treated by Byrne since birth, can only think about finding a way out according to his status as a wizard at that time. ”

The Earl of Gareth knew how far-fetched his explanation was, but all he could do at the moment was to steer the question as far as he could, and shift to whether Sylvik's evidence was true or false.

"Lord Sylvik, you don't have any tangible evidence to prove everything you said, it's all just speculation, and you can't prove that the Duke of Loren is not the son of Gaio Turin!"

"I really have proof!" Sylvik snapped back.