Chapter 908

"Euren Eckert, a brave and noble Byrne knight;"

In Byrne Cathedral, the atmosphere was solemn;

Everyone at the scene was silent, and there was irreducible grief in their eyes.

Loren, dressed in a black dress, stood in the front row of the crowd and glanced at the Countess of red blood Castle standing on his side; Charlotte, who nodded slightly, had an iron blue face and could not see any sadness in her eyes.

Yes, just endless anger, and a trace of remorse and remorse.

"A pious and humble servant of the Holy Cross;"

On the main altar, Weber with scriptures in his hands looked solemn - as bishop Bain, the work of praying for the dead should be entrusted to the Deacon below; But at present, Byrne cathedral is dilapidated. Many experienced priests were killed that night. The rest is distributed to the whole red blood castle, and there are no more staff; He can only preside over the whole funeral himself.

Although the little priest has always stressed the need to keep the church away from politics, he is not ignorant of people's hearts; For the red blood Castle immersed in grief and anger, a solemn funeral can cheer them up and unite people.

"An indispensable companion around us, a bold and loyal friend who has inherited the blood of Akt in anger castle;"

The dark Countess of fury castle, Eckert, bowed his head and knelt down in front of the coffin on one knee. His trembling right hand struggled to hold the edge of the coffin. His uncertain eyes dodged and dared not look directly at the figure lying inside.

The lost old man suddenly collapsed his original strong body; His temples were white, and his bloodshot eyes were dark yellow.

After surviving the post "black Duke" era, the imperial governor era and the "new Byrne" era, after three supreme emperors, the Earl of fury Castle lost his last direct blood after losing his son, and became a real "lonely man".

"With his own body, he blocked evil and terror out of our sight; with his red blood and noble and pure soul, he proved his indisputable oath."

With a sad nostril, the little priest still said in awe: "those who keep their promises will be blessed; warriors who die to keep their vows will be detached from the world."

"Today, we do not cry for the death of the deceased, because everyone has a death; today, we respectfully send him away and spread his noble spirit of loyalty, humility, courage and fearlessness of strong enemies in every corner of the world!"

"They are the bravest spirits in the Holy Cross heaven and the brightest stars shining on Byrne's earth; because of the existence of Youlun Eckert, and because there are dozens, hundreds and thousands of brave followers behind him; Byrne... Can be proud to be called the hometown of knights!"

"So, my friends... Please don't cry; because sadness is the last thing that noble people who have dedicated their lives don't want to see;" the little priest who spoke softly turned slowly, and his low voice seemed to comfort the children:

"Heroes choose noble sacrifice, not to leave a world full of sadness and darkness; but to use their own life in exchange for the rising of the sun the next day, and everything remains the same."

"This is not only the will of the Holy Cross, but also their will!"

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After the funeral, the crowd gathered in the cathedral still did not disperse; The faint sound of conversation and crying still spread from the door to the corridor outside the door.

Count Eckert, with a gloomy expression, sat in front of the coffin, one by one accepting the condolences and comfort of the guests present, nodded mechanically, and still did not recover from the grief of the death of his relatives.

"Euren Eckert is not married, but he has a six-year-old nephew." outside the corridor, Charlotte holding the door frame silently watched the figure of count Eckert with a low voice:

"Count Eckert said he wanted the child to inherit the family name and title of Eckert, and I promised for you."

"I also promised that he would become the Duke's personal soldier... The position of captain of court bodyguard of Youlun would be left to him until he was twenty years old; when he inherited the title, he would succeed as the vice president of the Knights' College of the principality."

The black haired wizard said nothing and acquiesced to the result.

Although it can not be called compensation, at least it has an explanation for the loyal count of Eckert.

"It's all my fault. It's my excessive assertions... That led to this result."

The hoarse voice was shaking, and Charlotte's eyes widened, like a drowning man panting desperately.

"If I hadn't ordered you Lun Eckert to rush to the cathedral, he should still stand by me intact..."

"If, if I didn't promise you that year's appointment on my own, we could have fought our last breath to win the two culprits..."

"If I didn't force you to be with me that night, if I didn't show up there, I wouldn't..."

Pop!

Charlotte trembled as she felt her right hand suddenly pressing her shoulder.

"Charlotte, you have done well... Better than many people." standing behind the self reproaching countess, the black haired wizard whispered, "of all people, you are the one who needs no self reproach."

"But I..."

"If you don't open your mouth, I'll choose one of two at last." interrupted Charlotte, who was pale and hurried to refute, Loren pressed her right hand on her shoulder a little harder:

"You helped me make a very difficult decision without making more people sacrifice... For this, I sincerely thank you!"

The countess who clenched her lower lip was still full of bitterness and grief, showing a little weakness.

"Most importantly, we didn't lose... Didn't we?" the dark haired wizard reluctantly smiled with a cautious sigh. "The enemy's plan failed - the assassination didn't confuse Byrne and the Empire, but became more united because of the common enemy."

"What's more, in fact, even if they just failed their plan, it can be regarded as a victory to some extent." Lauren continued to comfort: "you forced away two strong enemies with promises and vows, and won a year's opportunity for Byrne, which is a very big advantage."

"After all... This is no longer just a threat to a principality, but an enemy to be faced by the whole empire; the other party is to attack with all his strength and want to defeat or even completely destroy them without paying any price... That's wishful thinking!"

"Well said!"

The next second, a very abrupt voice came from the other end of the corridor.

The black long sleeved windbreaker is covered with slightly tight dark riding clothes. The thick heels of long leather boots make this person look half head higher than his due height, and cover half of his face with messy brown curls.

A confidant and envoy of Brandon de sallion, who came from the Principality of BOI in the name of "condolence for your excellency Youlun Eckert".

Of course, Byrne knew the real purpose of the other party's coming here.

"The Centaur war is one thing, and the invasion of the Azores kingdom is quite another." the messenger said leisurely as he came along: "unless the whole empire is gathered to launch an all-out war, he will lose."

"The only way to do this is to end the current division within the Empire, regroup all forces under one voice and fight to the death with the enemy!"

Looking at each other's figure getting closer and closer, Charlotte, who just showed a little weak look, snorted coldly, proudly raised her chest and turned around, leaving only a tall and straight back for the two.

The Countess of the red blood castle with a blue face quickly left and disappeared in the crowd.

The Duke of Byrne, who was "thrown in place", could do nothing but smile steadily.

"It seems that even after such a long time, the Countess of red blood castle still doesn't like his highness Brandon." although the object of his loyalty is "despised", the messenger still has a light expression and smiled: "isn't there any good way for Duke Byrne?"

"If so, do you think I will wait till now?" I resisted the impulse to make complaints about my eyes. Loren Tucao said, "you can only say that you are not here at a time."

"Oh, yes." the messenger suddenly realized: "why did I, as a confidant of his highness Brandon, appear in the court of Duke Byrne?"

"It's really strange... It's clear that his highness Brandon has just experienced a near death assassination, but Duke Byrne seems to know nothing about it; he stays leisurely in his court, gets along with the lovely and elegant Countess of red blood Castle day and night, but ignores his best friends and loyal people..."

"It's really... Very strange!"

His eyes widened, and a sincere and curious messenger stood in front of Lauren. The two faces were almost close together.

Feeling the strange eyes behind him, the black haired wizard who twitched at the corners of his mouth coughed twice, and waved to the side hall on the other side of the corridor.

The smiling messenger readily understood and walked away.

"As for the assassination, I sent a messenger to Boye in advance and specially ordered someone to take care of it afterwards." with a soft hum, Loren said in a deep voice: "I stayed in Bain on the premise that my highness Brandon was intact, and I didn't ignore it."

"What's more, please don't forget that as a Duke of the Empire, it would be taboo for me to leave the principality without the order of his majesty... Especially at this time, don't I have nothing to do?"

"You are right, but your highness still believes that you should put his interests and safety first." the messenger smiled like a child - stubborn: "after all, you are not loyal to the Empire, but to your highness."

"What does your highness want me to do and how?" Loren finally rolled his eyes:

"Taking advantage of the chaos between the heavenly palace and the imperial capital, we gathered troops to march on the side of the Qing emperor to Golovin? Not to mention that it is hard to say what the real situation of the heavenly palace is at present. Once we start, we will give crown prince Connor the best reason to 'counter the rebellion' - I dare say that he has been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"That's right, but we can still take advantage of the Empire's turbulence to assemble troops." the messenger took the opportunity to take over the topic: "the assassination of the Duke, the turbulence of the principality, domestic and foreign troubles... In this case, Bain has enough reason to ignore the voice of the Empire and summon all the troops in case of an accident!"

"This is our advantage, because crown prince Conrad can't do this - the imperial legion of duanjie mountain is to prevent the invasion of demons from the north, and he has no right to mobilize these troops to the South; therefore, the army that really directly loyal to him is only less than 10000 garrison troops in East saklan!"

"In contrast, the two principalities of Boye and Bain can gather at least 150000 troops... Before the sky palace and other principalities react!"

"The only problem is distance and distance, and the attitude of other principalities." seeing that Loren was always silent, the messenger continued to talk with confidence:

"If the army crosses the border from east Saxony, it will be blocked, so it can only go through the mountains of El mans; in this way, the attitude of Archduke Yuli vilz is very important, and we must win over him or keep a neutral talent..."

Bang -!

The moment before the voice fell, the silent black haired wizard suddenly turned around and closed the door of the side hall.

"Byrne... Duke?"

The frightened messenger turned his head with a trace of amazement on his face: "what are you doing?"

"What to do? This should be what you told me." turning his back to the messenger, Loren quietly raised his mouth: "my messenger, do you know what you're talking about?"

"Er..."

"Secretly assemble the army, plot to alliance the Archduke and spy on the intention of the heavenly palace... If one of these crimes is established and a word reaches the ears of Eckhart II, I, the Duke of Bain, will be beaten by everyone; and you dare to talk to me in Bain cathedral where such people come and go?"

The messenger was stunned at first, then chuckled and said: "I can't see that Lord Loren Turin is still such a cautious person; I've heard a lot of stories about you, and I always think you are actually a..."

Before he finished, he was interrupted by the dark haired wizard.

"Now, these words come from an unknown 'confidant of your highness' who I have never heard of and don't know where to come from..." Lauren shook his head and sighed: "don't make me laugh - if our highness Brandon is so charming and anyone on the roadside is loyal to him, the crown prince will not be connord but him."

"So..."

After deliberately pausing for a long time, the black haired wizard turned around and looked at the stunned messenger with joking eyes:

"Who did you learn from, my... Um..."

"Your Highness Brandon de sallion?"