"What did you... Say?!"
The dead silence, the noisy hall suddenly turned into a quiet tomb.
Count guy angert, with his pupils open angrily, had green veins on his forehead, and his trembling cheeks rose red, as if desperately trying to contain some force that was about to collapse.
Aton glenwell also widened his eyes, as if he didn''t believe what he had just heard. "Unbelievable" seemed to be engraved on his face.
The knights in the whole hall were staring at the black haired wizard who was facing the count of angert, with complex or surprised expressions.
The Knights and lords in front of the round table also have different expressions; The southern lords looked at each other and didn''t know what to do; White horse peak and glorious tower, these people clenched their swords and were ready to rush to the rescue;
The mountain rock guards in the West were all red in the face. They wanted to chop the rude little boy with an axe; The eastern knights, led by qiaowang peak, were all ready to see a good play.
Only Charlotte sat in her seat, holding her skirt tightly with her hands; Clench your teeth, frown and stare anxiously at the still "unrepentant" bastard.
No, don''t
Loren Turin, I don''t care what you want to do, only this time
Just this time, stop fooling around, okay?
Bow your head and admit a mistake to Grandpa angert; Grandpa angert is actually very good. He won''t do anything to you with me
"I said, why?" the black haired wizard slowly carried his hands behind his back, and his calm eyes were not flustered:
"If you want me to leave, you can try."
In the hall, the needle dropping can be heard.
Lauren frowned slightly, which made him suddenly recall the scene of the pre imperial trial - hundreds of nobles, sinister ambitious people, and an elderly man with "great righteousness", hostility to himself and high prestige.
Why are they all hostile to themselves and speak ill of each other?
Because he is a wizard, because he is a Viscount of the Empire and an adviser to the royal family?
No, not so; Not because of how bad they are, but because they need a "bad enough person" as their target, a target that can unite everyone else.
These people... Apart from tradition, character, belief, history and customs, how different can they be from the 300 hypocritical nobles and six cabinet ministers in the sky palace?
The dark haired wizard didn''t move.
But count angert has moved!
Last night, he came from the Rock Castle, and the dusty old man stepped forward; Regrell and gerante, two Knight lords, one red and one blue, drew their swords almost at the same time to block them.
"Dang --!"
The old man with steady steps didn''t even draw his sword. He just swung them away with the wrist guard of his armor; His angry eyes are wide open and his voice is like a flood Bell:
"Back off --!"
The two earls, bloodless, raised their heads in disbelief and watched the old man pass in front of them, half kneeling on their throbbing right hand;
The next second, the old man who pressed the sword with his right hand stood in front of Lauren.
"In the summer... For the sake of the count of Turin, and because you are a Turin, I will give you one last chance." the count of anget gnashed his teeth and pointed his right hand to the door:
"Now get out. I''ll let bygones be bygones!"
Charlotte on the seat bit her lower lip, and her angry eyes seemed to want to tear the black haired wizard in two.
Please, Loren;
Bow your head and don''t do anything stupid
"Lord guy angert... For the sake of your elders, if I have just done anything offensive, please accept my apology."
Looking at the count of angert gnashing his teeth in front of him, Loren''s face was as heavy as water:
"But if you want me to get out of that door, please do it yourself."
"Dang --!"
The steel blade came out of the sheath and hit the black haired wizard''s right shoulder heavily; The sharp blade is close to the neck and the cold is threatening.
Looking at the dark haired wizard who did not move from beginning to end, the old man''s gray eyebrows loosened, showing an unbearable expression:
"Boy, are you really not afraid of death?"
"I came back from the north of the blood skeleton Valley and killed the ogre in lottel." Loren raised his eyebrows and spoke contemptuously:
"An iron weapon can''t scare me."
The old man''s expression changed suddenly, and his eyes were obviously different from those just now.
"Count angert, please don''t be impulsive!"
At the moment when the situation was about to get out of control, Aton glenwell finally stood up and his anxious voice suddenly sounded in the hall:
"Everybody, please keep calm. Now is not the time for us to fight!"
While he was talking, Eckert of anger castle and baus of loyal soul Castle got up at the same time and stopped the Western lords headed by angert.
"Calm down?"
The sudden voice came again. Aton, who had just comforted others, turned his head in shock and stared at the man who interrupted him.
"Seriously, is there such a feeling of ''calm'' in this hall?"
Damn it, Loren Turin, what the hell do you want?!
But Loren just looked at the old man who glared at him in front of him and was not interested in taking care of the count of storm Castle: "really, I never doubt Byrne''s loyalty to the Turin family, and I also believe that you are sincere rather than harboring ghosts, otherwise I won''t be able to stand here alive."
"Since you know, you should..."
"But!" the dark haired wizard interrupted count angert again and said coldly, "I don''t see you. I really put myself where I should be."
"Otherwise... Where were Byrne''s knights when the black Duke was deposed?"
"Where were the Knights of Byrne when the Empire sent the governor to rule the whole of Byrne?"
"Where were Byrne''s knights when Gaspar Wayne was domineering and even prepared to overhead the Turin family?"
"Where were you when the blood church captured the cathedral that night?"
At the moment, the dark haired wizard suddenly turned back, his dark pupils swept over the faces of every knight in the hall and said in a deep voice: "don''t tell me you don''t know... Because anyone with normal brain, ears and eyes can see what Gaspar Wayne wants to do!"
"At that time, you looked on coldly; now that Gaspar fell, you all stood up one by one, and what did you do?" the black haired wizard asked coldly:
"What have you done besides shouting in this hall, encouraging and encouraging the rebellion against the Empire?"
"If you really can''t stand the Empire, why didn''t you rebel in the year when the black Duke was deposed? At this time, when all Byrne must be united?!"
"Your support for the Turin family has become a bargaining chip to threaten the Turin family - I can tell you now that once Turin revolts, it will no longer be a grand imperial mission to meet you, but 100000 troops!"
An uproar -!
There was a noise in the hall, and there were excited Knights everywhere. They looked red as if they were going to the battlefield. They looked at the black haired wizard and wanted to kill him to sacrifice the flag now.
"Byrne is fearless!" count angert''s eyes were sharper than his sword:
"If you want to fight, fight!"
"But this war was not started by others, but by you; you forced the heavenly palace and brought the Turin family and the whole Bain into such an unprepared war."
The black haired wizard still remained unchanged: "it is still under the premise that Charlotte Turin count tries his best to strive for dignity and independence for Byrne without killing his life, he wantonly destroys the peace that is already on the verge of danger."
"Tell me, count angert, do you call threatening the Lord loyalty?"
"Tell me, Byrne, do you call a price exchange ''loyalty''?" the black haired wizard shouted:
"Are you willing to give your sword to Charlotte Turin only if she promises you to go to war with the Empire?"
Lauren''s face flushed with anger, and the sound of explosion echoed in the hall unscrupulously.
"Answer me, Byrne... Dare you, dare you answer?!"
Loren suddenly turned back and stared at the old man''s face, as if he had forgotten that there was a sword around his neck:
"Count guy angert, dare you?"