Chapter 993

Through the gate of the red blood Castle palace, the stone road under your feet is as rugged and fluctuating as the black haired wizard.

Especially when they are still staring with strange eyes.

From the moment he entered the palace, all the guards, knights, attendants, maids, clerks... All stared at him secretly or too openly, and they all had an indescribable expression.

Of course, there have been similar situations in the past, but at that time, "this guy is so poor";

But now their expression is "this day has finally come";

As for how to understand it, it's really an endless story

The black haired wizard with twitching corners of his mouth stopped outside Charlotte's room, wondering how to explain to her this time - he frankly apologized and admitted his mistake as soon as he came up; Or try to tell a lie and fool it for a while.

Unfortunately, the door opened itself before he made up his mind

"Creak ~ ~"

There was a slight sound of the door shaft turning. Charles glenwell, the Duchy manager holding a pile of scrolls, walked out of the door with his head down until he came down the steps.

"You... Lord Lowe, Duke?"

Charles suddenly looked up with surprise: "how did you... Come back so soon?"

When the other party said so, Lauren's expression was even more embarrassed.

In an awkward atmosphere, if you want to open the situation, of course, you can only change the topic.

"Xia... Well, Countess of red blood castle, is she... In there?"

With a somewhat flattering look, Loren inquired tentatively.

"Yes, of course!" Charles nodded and replied, "during the time you left, the count has been dealing with official business in the study or meeting petitioners in the round table hall. There is only a little time to go back to his room and rest."

When he said this, Lauren was even more embarrassed and didn't know how to continue.

The two men who looked at each other were silent for a minute.

"Why don't you... Go in and talk to the count?"

After holding for a long time, Charles still said this sentence. At the same time, he was looking at the black haired wizard with his "unspeakable" expression: "anyway... It's coming..."

Yeah, it's all here... Can I run?

Where are you going?

"... OK."

Lauren smiled happily and was not nervous at all.

No more words, the Duchy manager let the door open. When he left, he couldn't help glancing secretly. Looking at the determined black haired wizard, he walked into the door of Charlotte's room like going to the battlefield.

The first thing that came into Loren's sight was the mountain of parchment scrolls stacked in the room.

As head of the principality, Charles did not deceive or exaggerate any facts about Loren. The number of documents alone is enough to prove this.

Although the Principality of Byrne has regained its unity, and Loren has been trying his best to improve the centralization of power since he became Duke, after the centralization of power, the people who can really exercise power can not be changed out of thin air.

Reality is not a game. Capable and loyal ministers can't be changed with a click of the mouse.

The Empire has a subordinate Parliament and a cabinet dealing with administrative affairs, while Byrne has only one round table Parliament. The direct consequence is that the things to be handled by the Duke have increased geometrically - and all have been pressed on Charlotte during his long absence.

Everything is important.

It can be imagined... What kind of burden she carries.

In the rustling sound of writing, the figure behind the desk sat quietly in front of the table, calmly and meticulously reviewed each parchment scroll, and the full teacup at hand had long lost its heat.

"Loren, are you back?"

The Countess of red blood castle, who inadvertently raised her head, showed a surprised expression on her face, with a trace of peace in her eyebrows: "wait for me, today's will be finished soon."

The dark haired wizard who didn't dare to speak just smiled reluctantly.

She's really not angry at all.

But the more that happened, the more nervous Loren became.

The quiet time lasted for a whole hour. Loren stood in front of the door for a whole hour and watched Charlotte deal with the "right away" document without saying a word.

Meticulous, even the speed of the goose brush seems to add a slowing effect.

Yes, she must have done it on purpose.

But if this could calm her down, it was Loren himself who was relieved.

After another half an hour, Charlotte, who finally put down the quill pen, picked up the tea cup and sipped, only to find that it was cold. The black haired wizard quickly took the wine bottle in the study from one side, filled a full glass and handed it to her.

"When I received the news, Charles told me that the team had just arrived at anger castle."

She took the glass with a light smile. Charlotte smiled gently at the corners of her mouth, and her flashing eyes seemed like a Wang Qingquan: "unexpectedly, you'll be outside the door in the blink of an eye."

"Well... Yes, it's a little... Can't wait, so..."

Nervous Lauren smiled stiff and flattered.

Charlotte, who turned around with a teacup, looked at him with a smile and listened quietly.

But when she did, Loren didn't know what to say.

The knight in the castle, Charles, the sudden celebration... And, uh, Charlotte in front of you.

Today, everyone seems to have become a little abnormal.

Loren, who was aware of a trace of danger, was immediately alert.

"Sorry, I was wrong this time!"

Under Charlotte's surprised comments, Loren made a straightforward apology without warning.

"Are you... Wrong?"

The Countess of red blood Castle sitting at the table tilted her small head in doubt.

"Yes, I shouldn't have promised Brandon to go to Jufeng mountain to negotiate with the dragon family without saying hello to you. Er, no, no, no..." the black haired wizard shook his head again and again, with a sincere expression:

"It should be more forward. I shouldn't have promised to host the battle of eboden without telling you the whole story. I even delayed to ask connord to write to you first without remembering to inform you; and..."

"And?"

Charlotte's eyes widened and flickered.

"Yes, there are! There is..." Loren's voice suddenly lowered a lot, carefully looked at Charlotte's expression, and felt very uneasy: "the reason why I don't tell you is... Well, I'm afraid you won't agree..."

But the result was far beyond his expectation.

Charlotte not only didn't get angry, but smiled calmly, as if it were just trivial things.

"So, I mean... I mean, the reason why I have to come back early is, uh... Mainly to admit my mistakes and confess that these are my own mistakes..."

"No, it's my fault."

With an indifferent and elegant smile, Charlotte gently interrupted the black haired wizard who was eager to admit his mistake.

Stunned, Loren wanted to go on, but when she saw her calm but irrefutable eyes, she stopped talking.

"You know... In the past, every time you made your own opinion, I would be very angry and think you betrayed the tacit understanding between us, or violated the promise you promised..."

Charlotte opened her mouth and couldn't help laughing at herself: "every time it will make me angry, lose my demeanor, or even lose my reason - well, I wish I could kill you with a sword."

Loren, who doesn't know what to say, can only laugh.

"But now I've realized that I'm not who I used to be." she turned the conversation and gently put down her glass: "Ayn Rand, he woke me up completely with sincere words."

Ayn?

The black haired wizard was stunned.

"Yes, it's your best friend, Ayn Rand." she got up slowly. Charlotte calmly walked to Loren and smiled with grace: "let me know where I was wrong with my own practical actions."

"Our Duke of Loren Turin is a man with strong subjective initiative - he will carefully balance and judge the pros and cons before he makes a decision; but once he makes a decision, he wants to discuss with you..."

"That's not really to discuss with you, but to tell you his decision; whether he accepts it or not, he won't listen to your advice anymore."

Lolen, with a embarrassed smile, looked at her getting closer and closer to herself.

"Similarly, people with strong subjective initiative are generally extremely confident; they never ask for help from others unless necessary."

Charlotte spoke softly, but her eyes were extremely strong: "as a friend of Duke Byrne, we must understand our position in his heart; we can never be higher than him and become an existence that can be needed by him."

"Charlotte, you seem to have misunderstood something; I've never..." Lauren interrupted quickly.

But the Countess of red blood Castle ignored it at all.

"Therefore, we can't expect him to take the initiative or hope for his change. We must adapt."

Charlotte, with her chest up, finally stood in front of the dark haired wizard, raised her head and looked at him: "if you want to help him and become the person who fights with him on flat shoulders... You must take the initiative rather than passive."

"Similarly, if you want to keep up with him, you must run faster than him!"

Loren was speechless.

All the explanations and lies were blocked in her throat by her eyes.

"So... Whether it's the battle of eboden or the trip to Jufeng mountain, you're right - the former won Byrne a high reputation in the Empire, and the latter inspired Byrne's ambition to lead countless knights."

Looking at the black haired wizard who couldn't open his mouth, Charlotte continued with a smile: "since the tenth generation, Byrne has never been so united and loyal to one person as today."

"For nearly a hundred years, they finally found a Duke worthy of their trust and follow, a hero who can bring them glory and greatness - your decision unites the whole Bain."

"That's why I said, you're not wrong; what's wrong is me. It's the past. I don't know enough about you and regard your compromise as our tacit understanding."

The black haired wizard was stunned.

"Any questions?"

She asked softly, and Charlotte, who was still staring, stood motionless in front of him and looked at him directly.

"Er... Yes, and one!"

With all his strength to restrain the tension, Loren said, "about... Well, the wedding..."

"Ah, you mean the wedding... Yes, I prepared it."

With a smile, Charlotte said calmly, "just in time, when the news of your great victory in eboden came, I gathered all the thirteen noble knights to the red blood castle without effort.

"As I just said - as your friends, we can't wait for you to beg us, but take the initiative to get ahead of you and do everything we should do."

The dark haired wizard's eyes widened.

"Well, so... Well, you mean this wedding..."

"Of course it's yours - more accurately, the wedding of Duke Byrne." Charlotte, unable to restrain her inner joy, showed a very happy smile:

"I've been thinking for a long time. If you make full use of your brilliant victory, there should be no better way than a wedding."

"As you know, Byrne people like heroes and more excitement; holding your wedding while taking advantage of a brilliant victory can not only make them feel proud, but also consolidate their support, establish a very stable rule, and let the Knights follow you more confidently."

Charlotte became more and more excited: "this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We can take advantage of this wedding to pass many bills that were difficult to pass in the past, recast the rule of the Turin family, or even better!"

"For example, you have always wanted to carry out the 'Land Inspection Plan', 'conscription of the standing army plan', 'permanent round table Council plan' - the Byrne people worship heroes and are keen on heroes; therefore, at least for now, no one dares to go against your will and ideas, and there is no better time than now!"

"With one opportunity, we can really turn Byrne into the Byrne of the Turin family; rejuvenation is no longer our consideration, but to push the Turin family to a glory that has never been imagined in previous dynasties!"

"Lay down your authority and push your reputation to the highest point, so that the whole Bain can become your help in the next elf war."

"It's not impossible to surpass the de sallion royal family and become a hero to save the Empire - to win the foundation for your future generations to seize the Empire..."

Looking at Charlotte, who was ecstatic and radiant in her eyes, the black haired wizard couldn't even insert a word except a dry smile. He had to wait for her to finish silently.

"... so, in order to make our victory further, you arranged a wedding for me?" Loren didn't know what expression to use, but asked dryly.

"Yes, this is the best way I can think of." the countess nodded slightly: "I'm sorry I didn't inform you in advance, but it's also for your sake - just as you didn't tell me you went to Jufeng mountain for my sake."

"Oh." lolen smiled stiffly. "But... You know, there must be two people for a wedding. One person can't hold a wedding."

"That's right." Charlotte nodded.

"So... You arranged another person?"

"That's right."

"Female... I mean, a lady?"

"That's right."

"... who?"

"Me."