Chapter 666

As the two earls of white horse peak and glory tower declared their positions before and after, the atmosphere in the whole palace hall was also invigorated; The faces of the excited Byrne Knights gradually showed joy.

Many Knights even began to gather together in twos and threes, whispered and talked quietly, and the silent hall became lively; Compared with the almost suffocating silence before, it is obviously a very good sign.

Even Charlotte herself no longer tightened her face, looked much more relaxed, and even had a smile on her mouth.

Now... The knight lords in the north and East have made their position, and all that remains is the Earls in the West and south.

The black haired wizard sitting under the porch column said nothing. His sharp eyes passed through the crowd and fell on the two people.

Lord of the Rock Castle, count guy angert, and... Aton glenwell of the storm castle.

The latter naturally goes without saying that the Glenville family has indisputable prestige in the South; As the mountain rock castle at the west gate of Byrne, there is no doubt about the strength of the Knights of the angert family.

Throughout Byrne, only these Western Knights have the skill to fight against ogres, werewolves and trolls; Mountain guards wielding two handed battle axes and swords were once the personal soldiers of the knight king in the ancient kingdom.

Their attitude will determine most of Byrne's choice!

"Lord Aton glenwell, I have refused your request before, although it was a very rude request..."

What even Loren knew, Charlotte, the Lord of Turin, could not understand. She stared at the modest count of storm castle with sharp eyes, without giving the other party any room to dodge:

"But please tell us what the storm castle's decision is?"

The Earls in front of the round table became nervous again, and all of them involuntarily turned in the same direction.

Aton, who was "watched" by the countess, showed an awkward smile; He got up slowly, put his right hand on his chest and looked at Charlotte with incomparable clarity:

"The blood of the same Knight king and the collateral branch of the Turin family, let Byrne restore his former glory, and Glenville of storm castle is naturally duty bound;"

"No one here will doubt who the Glenville family's loyalty belongs to. Of course, we will support the knight King..."

"Wait a minute --!"

With a cold look, the heavily armed count guy angert suddenly stopped being silent, abruptly interrupted Aton's words and looked coldly at Charlotte:

"Before the Glenville cub speaks, I, an old man, have a word to ask you."

Charlotte, with her heart tightened, restrained her smile and looked serious again: "count angert, please speak."

She can't be nervous... Count angert of the mountain rock castle is the last old man of the previous generation among the thirteen lords, and he is a figure of the same generation as black Duke Roland; In terms of seniority, everyone present must call him "Uncle" or "Grandpa".

It was only because the other party arrived last night that she and Loren had to change their original plan and visit Earl Eckert of anger castle first.

"As you said, this round table parliament is held to elect a Byrne Duke and to deal with the accountability of the heavenly palace."

The indifferent count of angert rose slowly, raised his right hand like a straight blade, and pointed to the corridor column on one side of the hall:

"So... Why is the running dog of the heavenly palace here?!"

As his voice fell, almost all his eyes turned in the direction he pointed.

For a time, the dark haired wizard hiding in the crowd under the corridor column immediately became the focus of attention!

The noisy comments spread all over the hall... Most of the Byrne Knights present came from other places and didn't know who Loren Turin was. At most, they just heard it, and the red blood Castle Knights who knew the inside story kept silent.

Charlotte's face was pale, and she clenched the arm of the chair nervously; Aton on one side was even more stunned, and it was obvious that count angert's sudden attack caught him off guard.

"Why, don't you dare to stand up?"

Count angert stood upright and energetic, not at all like an old man about seventy; His face was like frost and his voice was like a loud bell: "do you need me to step forward again to have the honor to see you?"

"Viscount of the Empire, Lord Loren Turin, wizard adviser to Brandon de sallion?!"

The dark haired wizard who remained silent pulled the corners of his mouth, got up slowly, and looked at count angert with eyes that did not dodge.

Yes, Loren did think that someone would talk about things with his own identity... Because of this, Loren didn't deliberately hide, but sat openly in this hall.

Instead of being caught, find the door; It's better to stand up openly.

"Don't dare..." the black haired wizard looked at each other and said calmly, "it's my honor to know you, your excellency guy angert of the mountain rock castle."

There was an uproar -!

The noise is expanding, and even has a growing trend; A pair of angry eyes shot at Loren from all directions, with an expression like dying to kill him, as if the black haired wizard was the embodiment of the Empire.

"Well, it seems you dare admit that you are a descendant of the Turin family." angert swept coldly and swung his cloak with his right hand: "where is Byrne's Knight? Drive out the running dog of the heavenly palace!"

The noise is still growing, and the ups and downs of cheers become one.

"Be quiet!"

Charlotte, who suddenly got up, interrupted the noise with a sharp voice, and a little flush appeared under her pale face: "this is the red blood castle, the court of Turin family; no one is qualified to drive him out of this door without my permission!"

"Count guy angert, you... Can't!"

"Charlotte, I respect your father and Roland... The Turin family is kind to me and needless to say, I will support you." count angert's face was particularly ugly and his indifferent tone was a little angry:

"But if you want the running dog of this empire to appear in the hall of the round table, I can't promise!"

"He's not the running dog of the Empire. He's the blood of the Turin family!"

Charlotte clenched her lower lip, pushed away her chair and stood directly in front of count angert. Her bright eyes stared at the old man's face:

"On the night Gaspar Vern rushed into Byrne cathedral with his heretic running dog, you wouldn't even see the ruins of the altar without him!"

"If it were not for him, Gaspar Venn's rule over Bain could not be overthrown, and Bain was still a mess!"

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't even be qualified to sit here together, you know?!"

"All of us, even Byrne... Owe Loren Turin a great favor!"

Charlotte looked firm, pressed step by step, and her sharp voice clearly conveyed every word to everyone's ears:

"As for you... Count angert, I certainly have the same respect for you; but please don't call me by name when you call me, because respect is mutual!"

The old man was completely stunned. His cheeks obviously shook a few times, and something seemed to be touched in his eyes.

"You... You, you are indeed your father's daughter, the son of Roland," murmured count antel, as if he had experienced it many years ago.

But in the next second, his eyes became sharp again: "but! I still can't accept an imperial man to appear at the round table that will determine Byrne's fate, no matter how much we owe this boy!"

"As you said, Byrne's fate must be decided by Byrne, and the heavenly palace must not intervene!"

Count angert suddenly turned back and stared at the black haired wizard standing there motionless: "boy, what are you doing there? Are you going to embarrass the count of red blood Castle who pleaded for you and even fought with me?"

The hall was silent, with anger and gratitude overlapping, and the extremely complex eyes focused on the black haired wizard.

A moment later, Lauren's mouth smiled:

"Why?"