Chapter 570

In the hall of the red blood Castle palace, the situation of swords and crossbows was still deadlocked. Neither governor Gaspar nor Charlotte had any intention of flinching.

The atmosphere became more and more depressed. The countess, whose hands could not help trembling slightly, had more and more sweat on her forehead. Her clenched lower lip was a little more red, but it was still unknown. She almost stopped breathing!

Gaspar still didn't mean to let go. The bullying momentum shrouded around Charlotte's delicate body like a haze, and his murderous voice seemed to be heard in his ears.

Hand it in! Or not?!

His hypocritical face, exquisite wrist and meaningful words... Today, all of them were torn to pieces by Gaspar, completely revealing his face of choosing people to eat.

Take a deep breath, and Charlotte Turin, a little pale, gets up from her seat; Hesitation and fear lasted only a few seconds. The countess regained her dignity and courage and looked up at the vault of the hall.

It was an exquisite oil painting. Charlotte had worked with several painters to repair the murals when she was young... The painting described the legendary scene in which the ancestor of the Turin family was elected as the knight king by the twelve Knight lords at the round table Parliament.

The glory will be darkened by the years, but it will never disappear... It's better to be killed in a dignified way than to shame and destroy the glory of Turin in your own hands!

Suddenly, Charlotte's eyes widened, and her eyes stabbed Gaspar like a knight's sword; Governor Byrne was stunned by his sharp eyes, and then there was a trace of fear in his expression.

The sound of knights drawing their swords could be heard outside the door, and the governor's guard standing behind Gaspar was ready to rush up and break the woman standing on the steps!

This woman, is she really crazy?!

"Lord Gaspar, in the name of Turin, I..."

"Wait a minute --!"

A sudden voice and crisp snap of fingers interrupted the countess's powerful words, and also made the atmosphere of killing suddenly stagnate.

The stunned governor Byrne and the countess showed displeasure in their eyes at the same time, frowning at the black haired wizard who was still added by the sword, but interrupted their conversation.

"I have no intention of interrupting your quarrel, but... Suddenly I think you are really interesting." with a slight smile, Loren, who aroused the corners of his mouth, smiled helplessly:

"One wanted to catch me and the other wanted to keep me... But none of them asked me for my own opinion."

"Really, don't you feel the strangeness... All you think of is each other. You don't care what my client thinks. You're all thinking of... Self righteous' for me '."

"In your mouth, I seem to be no different from a dead thing... Right?"

Lauren smiled more and more, and his eyes became colder and colder: "I'm sorry, but since when can you people... Decide my life and death?"

Charlotte on the stage was surprised at first, then looked at the black haired wizard who interrupted him angrily;

Gaspar, by contrast, is much simpler. He hasn't looked at him from beginning to end. His contemptuous eyes are like looking at a dead man.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to humiliate you..."

"But the vampires didn't kill me in lottel;"

"In the ancient wood forest, the ogre failed to kill me;"

"In eboden, those mutated demons and evil god bodies failed to kill me;"

"The judge of duanjie mountain fortress, the demon of glacier wasteland, and the running dog of the evil god lemantes... Failed to kill me."

"So I'm really curious..." a sarcastic arc curved at the corner of my mouth, and Loren deliberately tilted his head: "who gives you confidence that you can dominate my life and death

The countess looked at the back of the dark haired wizard in shock, and the expression on her face was full of disbelief.

Governor Byrne gave him a cold look, then looked sideways at the guard beside him:

"Do it, kill him!"

"No --!"

Just as Charlotte exclaimed, a more violent sound sounded in the palace hall.

"Boom --!!"

The dazzling golden red burst without warning, and the surprised people only had time to close their eyes and avoid the oncoming heat wave!

When they opened their eyes again, Loren still stood in place unharmed, and the long sword between his neck had become scorched fragments under his feet.

Half of the governor's guards fell on the floor of the hall, scarred and alive!

Gaspar's expression suddenly changed, stared at him in fear and anger, gently patted the dust on his body, and the leisurely black haired Wizard: "you..."

"I am a mentor level caster officially recognized by eboden, the Viscount of the Empire, and the wizard adviser of his highness Brandon de sallion; governor, do you think..."

Loren stepped forward with an expressionless face, Gaspar retreated in fear, and the sober guards on both sides immediately protected him behind, staring at the unarmed black haired wizard with vigilance and uneasiness.

"How did I... Get these titles?!"

In the hall, the atmosphere became heavy and oppressive again... But this time the situation has been completely reversed, and the strong governor Byrne has become the suppressed party.

"And as governor of Byrne, Lord Gaspar, it's too much for you to force the count of Charlotte Turin, not to mention that the count has little to do with it."

Gaspar's face was livid: "Loren Turin, what are you trying to say?!"

"What I want to say is that since you suspect that I am involved in the vampire murder, as a Viscount of the Empire, I certainly have the right and obligation to clear myself."

Loren said calmly and easily, "a month."

"Huh?!"

"In a month, I will catch the real murderer of the vampire murder and show iron evidence to prove my innocence. At that time, I hope the governor can be my witness." Loren looked at him with sharp eyes as a sword:

"May I...!"

In the hall, no matter the soldiers of the guard or Charlotte on the steps, they all stared at the black haired wizard who spoke nonsense, as if he had not said that just now.

"Ten days!"

The ugly governor stared at Loren's face: "I only give you ten days!"

"Yes!" Loren replied quickly, "but the premise is that during this period, the governor's office must return the control of urban defense and lower urban area, and lift the martial law on red blood castle!"

"Yes! Pay!"

Gnashing his teeth to say the word, governor Gaspar, who twitched at the corner of his mouth, suddenly turned around, made a color to the governor's guard behind him, and walked away.

The main door of the palace hall opened slowly and looked at the neat queue. Nearly 100 Knights standing with swords lined up in order with the sound of the door shaft, leaving a road in the middle of the steps outside the door.

Charles Grenville, the manager of the red blood castle, stood in the middle of the road outside the door. He stood respectfully in front of governor Gaspar with his hands behind his back, and bowed to him with an indifferent look:

"Lord Gaspar, take your time!"

At that moment, the murderous spirit of the collision between the expressionless governor Byrne and the manager of red blood castle was almost visible to the naked eye.

With a cold hum, Gaspar, gnashing his teeth, shut up and hurried past Charles.

Seeing him go far, the countess and the dark haired wizard in the hall were finally relieved.

Until he left the long ladder, Gaspar, with his face tight, suddenly stopped. There was a cold, wet touch behind him... The whole back had been soaked with his cold sweat!

It's... It's dangerous!

That crazy woman... If the dark haired wizard hadn't suddenly interrupted her, I'm afraid I would have faced the Turin family at this moment, and the sword would have seen blood?

Gaspar considered himself a loyal minister of the Empire and his highness Connor... But he was still a little nervous if he wanted to lose his life for such a thing.

But to find the vampire within ten days... Gaspar opened his mouth and looked at the red blood Castle palace behind him, his eyes full of ridicule.

His highness connord is so afraid of his opponent... It seems so!