Chapter 648

At the beginning of the lantern, the exquisite fluorite lamp makes the banquet hall of the red blood Castle palace bright as day. The banquet president's table is full of rich delicacies and exquisite sterling silver tableware. Colorful flowers also add a touch of midsummer color to the dining table.

Exquisite breakfast, leisurely lunch and sumptuous dinner - the life of Byrne people is like this. If there is no dinner with seven or even eleven dishes, a Byrne nobleman may not be willing to move his fork.

Fried golden crisp bread with mayonnaise, fragrant fish soup;

Pork intestines, pork tendon meat and white lentils are stewed until crisp and delicious bean stewed meat;

And beef stew with onions, carrots, celery, mushrooms, butter and potato... Just looking at it makes people salivate.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, the black haired wizard glanced at the countess sitting directly opposite him with the rest of his eyes as much as possible, and then looked carefully at both sides

"Why?" Charlotte frowned coldly: "don't like it? If you don't like it, withdraw and let the kitchen do it again!"

"No, I don't like it." Lauren reluctantly smiled: "it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Just... How come it's just the two of us?" the black haired wizard's smile was a little stiff. "What about the others?"

As he spoke, Lauren's eyes involuntarily moved to the empty chairs on both sides of the long table; He and Charlotte were the only people in such a big banquet hall; Not to mention the others, even Charles and even the servants in the court could not see it.

Coupled with the countess's cold below zero expression, the warm and comfortable banquet hall atmosphere is like a lonely grave in the dense forest at midnight

"Others?"

The countess snorted coldly at first, then asked angrily, "do you mean wizard ain Rand or your little lover from eboden?"

"Er... Wait! Ariel and I really have nothing to do..."

"If it's the young lady of the corona family, she'll eat in her room now." Charlotte, with a gloomy face, snorted coldly and showed a contemptuous and sarcastic smile: "if you want people to feed one mouthful, you'd better hurry and save me from disturbing you two!"

The silvery knife danced on the plate. In the blink of an eye, a whole section of sausage had become meat mud, blood and meat blurred and extremely tragic.

The corner of the dark haired wizard's mouth twitched inexplicably.

"As for Mr. Ayn Rand... In order to take care of you, he (she) didn't sleep for seven days and nights. There was almost no water before you turned around. He just returned to the wizard association to rest in the last two days;"

Charlotte cut the beef on the plate neatly in half. Across the table, Lauren could notice how upset she was: "a guy like you can have a friend who cares so much for you... I don't know whether it's your luck or the misfortune of AIN Rand!"

At the same time, Charlotte put a piece of beef into her mouth with a knife in her backhand, but her elegant action still makes people feel the sense of gnashing their teeth.

Loren, who was just about to say something, stopped talking and nodded slightly and sighed.

It seems that Charles is right. She is really in a bad mood, and she is quite bad.

As for the reason; Well, it's not hard to guess at all... Isn't it?

"Charles told me that you went to see the knight lords around Byrne this afternoon." Loren smiled and tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible:

"I heard that they..."

"Why, do you still want to invite them to come together?" Charlotte suddenly raised her sword eyebrows and her shoulders fluctuated violently: "well, it's up to you to tell them how I can be indifferent to the destruction of the cathedral by a group of thugs in front of me!"

Before the words fell, she was so angry that her face turned red that she suddenly picked up a glass full of red blood wine and drank it up with her head up. Loren was shocked to see it.

The strong wine pulp went down her throat, making Charlotte's face more bright; The corner of purplish red mouth gasped violently, but it couldn't calm the restless heart at all. On the contrary, it was even more lost.

Silence, dead silence.

Looking at the countess with her head down and biting her lower lip, Loren raised her mouth slightly, sighed, struggled to get up from her chair and walked towards her.

"Loren, you..."

Aware of the approaching black haired wizard, Charlotte suddenly raised her head. As soon as she wanted to say something, she was blocked by his hand. She looked at him abruptly and sat down beside her.

"Don't ask, don't say, don't answer."

The dark haired wizard calmly took the bottle, refilled it for her and herself, and then sent the glass to Charlotte: "just drink."

"You, you can't drink yet?"

"Tonight is an exception." Loren raised his mouth, and his dark eyes looked at the countess.

Looking at those slightly provocative eyes, Charlotte, who was quite unconvinced, snorted coldly, grabbed the wine glass and drank it in one gulp; The shrugged black haired wizard raised his neck and poured it down.

Well... I'll probably die of pain after tonight?

Bright red wine like blood, burning like fire; The countess with rosy cheeks was not more energetic, but more lonely. She suddenly knocked the wine glass on the table: "another cup!"

Loren drank it up and filled her glass with a cup: "dare you drink?"

"Who is afraid of who?" the empty cup fell, and the count did not give in.

"If you drink too much, you may lose face tomorrow."

"Why, are you afraid?"

"I'm worried about you."

"Worry about yourself first!"

The dark haired wizard smiled and filled her quietly.

"You had a hard day."

"I...?!"

"You had a hard day today." Loren calmly interrupted the breathless Countess and gently stared at her eyebrows... It seemed to Charlotte that she was staring into her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to avoid, but she couldn't escape.

"Tomorrow, more knights, Lords and nobles will arrive at the red blood castle. You will have a hard time, a hundred times harder than today." the black haired wizard's eyes were burning:

"No one will understand you, no one will understand you, no one will know how many difficulties and unspeakable hardships you have... They can only see your mistakes, your dereliction of duty; you have lost face and made mistakes."

Charlotte, with red cheeks, clenched her lower lip. She tried to turn her head several times, but she was a little unconvinced. She stared at the black haired wizard's face.

"I guess... Throughout the whole meeting, they ignored your ideas and have been sternly accusing you of your mistakes, the injustice of the Empire, and that Byrne should be independent, restore his former glory, and re elect a new Knight King..."

"Enough!"

The fierce Charlotte suddenly stood up and breathed more and more quickly: "yes, that's right. You're right. Are you satisfied? Should you be satisfied?"

"My words were ignored. I lost the dignity of the Turin family in front of all Byrne. I disgraced the red blood castle. Are you happy?! are you satisfied?! I......"

Charlotte was stunned when the words stopped at her mouth.

The dark haired wizard who got up stood in front of her, close at hand, with the pupil facing the pupil, and the tip of their nose was only a millimetre away.

"No, I'm not satisfied at all, really."

Lauren stared at her very seriously.

Charlotte was so nervous that she wanted to dodge back, but she was suddenly pressed by the black haired wizard on her right hand; Before she could react, he pressed the sleeve sword stabbed under her wrist on her shoulder.

"Where's Charlotte Turin, who put this sword around my neck in the college?"

"Where is the count who can yell at the imperial Prince and dare to fight back by any means when he is forced to have only one palace?"

"I..."

"My count, you are the Lord of the red blood castle and the Lord of Turin; they are reckless on your territory. Are you ready to indulge these bastards with the title of knight?" Loren clenched Charlotte's right hand and put the sword between them:

"Give them some color to see, see the skills of the Turin family; let them know your strength and our strength!"

In a trance, the right hand released by the black haired wizard fell slowly, and Charlotte, who was aware of her gaffe, suddenly froze; Just trying to "regain dignity", Loren stood in front of the banquet hall with a magic wand and looked back and smiled at himself:

"It's too cold at night. Go back and have a good sleep

Don't worry, everything has me. "