Chapter 671

The sun has sunk in the West.

The Knights of the red blood Castle who stood on the sword were still guarding the door of the palace hall to prevent anyone from approaching; The red light of the sunset dyed the dusk palace blood red.

Wine is like blood, and dusk is like blood.

As the sun set, the atmosphere in the palace became more and more tense; The knights who could have waited around or visited the courtyard of red blood Castle also began to gather involuntarily; Crowds gathered outside the gate, and more and more eyes began to move in the same direction.

Captain youlunwei, who was guarding outside the door, had to tighten his strings for fear that some guy with a sudden hot head would want to break in.

It was getting late, and there was still no sign that the closed door was about to open.

Even standing on the stairs, the black haired wizard could hear the faint conversation in the crowd behind him. His nervous faces seemed to be full of anxiety and eager to know what happened behind the door.

The Western Knights led by the mountain rock Castle obviously began to be impatient and wanted to rush into the hall one after another; Red blood castle and a group of northern Knights tried their best to dissuade, but these mountain rock guards were obviously more used to talking with swords.

Qiaowang peak and the knights in the East were more worried about what was going on in the round table Parliament. They were closer to Boyi and were more worried about whether to rush to help; The southern knights, who had never experienced a similar situation, had begun to split, dissuading and encouraging their people on both sides.

The darker the sky, the more tense the atmosphere outside the gate; The current situation made captain youlunwei several times want to transfer the defenders of red blood castle to stabilize order, but he was worried that it would completely intensify the current situation and be in a dilemma.

The black haired wizard standing on the stairs looked the same and stared at the closed door.

Compared with the commotion behind us, the situation behind the door is the key to everything.

"You know, even if everyone supports the Turin family, Charlotte may not win."

Even if little Joad really wanted to comfort Loren, the moment he opened his mouth was still an involuntary irony: "she has not fought a war and has not received any Knight's due training... Which Knight will believe her and willingly obey her command?"

The dark haired wizard remained unmoved.

"Even if they are really willing, what can they do? If they want to repel the attack of the Centaur, they can only rely on the sword. This is not the strength of the count of red blood castle!" little Yoder couldn't help saying:

"And don't forget her biggest weakness... Charlotte Turin, she's a woman."

"So what?" Loren asked faintly, his black pupils shining brightly: "we have a countess, a female emperor, and a... Why can't we have another female Archduke?"

And a female wizard... But this can't be said.

Little Joad frowned: "I didn't say no, but the round table Council will use this to attack her, and it seems to be thinking of him. This is the biggest capital they can use to coerce Charlotte."

"Unless she wants to completely collapse with the whole round table parliament, she must make a compromise... Considering the current situation, the count of red blood Castle who sabotaged the meeting may become the target of public criticism, and the Turin family is completely hopeless."

"How do you know so much about this?" Lauren looked back and looked a little surprised.

"Otherwise?"

Little Joad's expression was unspeakably ironic about this stupid question: "the youngest branch head of Joad chamber of Commerce, the successor of the next generation, and the executor of the northern plan... Charlotte, what she is going through now, do you think I haven't experienced before?"

Looking at the excited little Joad, the dark haired wizard just shrugged and pretended that he didn't hear anything.

"If Charlotte does not choose compromise and concession, the round table Council will lose its choice and have to choose another Lord who can become the commander of the knight to become the new Duke, or find a count who can take into account the interests of the Turin family to compromise."

"Angert of Rock Castle, Eckert of anger castle, Glenville of storm castle... All possible."

To calm down, little Joad sighed: "but if Charlotte is willing to compromise for the sake of the overall situation, she must have a husband... In order to balance the appeal of this generation of Turin family among knights."

"As for the discretion, whether to master everything or become a puppet of her husband, finally even the red blood castle had to give in and let the Turin family become a vassal of her husband... It depends on her wrist."

For the sake of the overall situation... It seems reasonable, but Loren sounds extremely ironic at the moment.

For the sake of the overall situation, she must pack and sell herself, right?

Is it true that all the oppressed, those who suffer injustice and those who sacrifice themselves in the world will eventually get a consolation award of "thinking of the overall situation"?

"Boom --!"

When the mood in the palace was getting higher and higher and more nervous, the closed door was suddenly opened.

Under the stairs, the two knights who were facing each other turned their heads involuntarily; The palace guards outside the door spread to both sides and bowed respectfully.

Thirteen Knight lords with different expressions rushed out from the center of the gate; Charlotte Turin, with her head held high, walked in front of all the earls, followed by Knight lords led by mountain rock castle and angry castle, which lined up like two wings around her.

The restlessness over the palace suddenly stopped. In a dead silence, everyone stared, held their breath and waited nervously.

Thirteen Knight lords are still moving forward; The crowded crowd on the stairs was separated from the center like a wave to make way for them.

The steady and light steps beat on the stone slab of the white ladder, and a clear echo sounded in a silent palace.

The crowd gradually separated, and the black haired wizard who had been crowded in the crowd once again became alone; Little Joad, who was originally behind him, now hid aside very knowingly.

The Earls finally stopped, and only the count of red blood Castle came forward alone; With a proud smile, he stood in front of the black haired wizard with his back hands.

The two men stood in the heavy overlapping crowd, staring at each other, as if they were observing each other's every move, and their sharp eyes wanted to stab each other directly.

A full minute later, the black haired wizard who took the lead in "surrender" showed a very false smile: "succeeded?"

"Otherwise?" snorted Charlotte, bending the corners of her mouth and deliberately dragging a long voice: "or... Do you think I will fail?"

"No, I'm not talking about this..."

What I want to ask is... How much did you pay for this victory?

Looking at the knight lords with different expressions standing behind her, Loren didn't believe that these people would let Charlotte win at no cost.

Look at them... Which is Charlotte's "new" husband?

Gritting his teeth, the black haired wizard twitched at the corners of his mouth.

Now is not the time to ask these questions. She has just won a difficult victory. What she should do is to encourage her and praise her, rather than... Find something to do at this time and make the atmosphere more embarrassing.

"So, I should congratulate you now?" reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and Lauren tried to look natural. "Er... Or I should bow, kneel on one knee and kiss the back of your hand - you know, I don't know much about the process."

Looking at the flustered black haired wizard, Charlotte's smile grew more and more.

"No, you said the opposite."

The opposite?

"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean... Or is Byrne's customs different from those in other places?" Lauren's tone was stiff, his smile became more and more embarrassed, and the atmosphere around him became more and more embarrassed.

"No, the order is reversed." Charlotte stared at her dark eyes. Loren's panic seemed to be directly related to her joy: "I should bow to you, kneel on one knee and kiss the back of your hand."

"Loren Turin... My Duke!"

At this moment, Loren really froze.