Charlotte stood up and looked at him, staring at him.


    "Loren Turin, you always ask me what I think and what I think of myself..." she whispered and looked a little confused:


    "What about yourself... What do you think and what do you think of yourself?"


    Lauren, slightly stunned, raised his head and looked up at the countess with an expressionless face.


    "Huh? My Duke."


    "Who are you in your eyes?"


    "A knight, a wizard, a stranger in his hometown..." the countess stared at him: "or the Lord of Turin, our Duke?"


    Stunned for a moment, Loren burst out laughing: "what are you talking about? I can''t understand. What happened to you..."


    "Pa!" a crisp sound.


    Looking at Charlotte, Loren was completely stunned.


    The collar was seized, and their faces were close at hand.


    What is she going to do? Or is it the same as last time


    "If you really think of yourself as the Lord of Byrne, you won''t be indifferent to the current scene." Charlotte looked at him seriously, and their pupils reflected each other''s eyes:


    "There are more important things... What is more important to a Duke than what will break up his principality?"


    "No, I didn''t mean that!" Lauren said decisively and hastily, "you misunderstood. I just wanted to say..."


    "What do you want to say and explain?" the countess interrupted him again. "If you really think of yourself as the Lord of Byrne, you won''t be indifferent to such things!"


    "No, you should take advantage of your triumphant return and outstanding reputation to save more power, land, wealth and power, and expand your family and your own power. This is what a Duke should do!"


    "Even the black Duke once joined hands in the thirteen leaders of Byrne, controlled the south by marrying the daughter of the Earl of storm castle, and forced the broken sword tower to give up several farms adjacent to the red blood castle."


    "Even that stupid ''Knight Idol'' really thinks of himself as a duke, don''t you?"


    Charlotte whispered and asked in her eyes, "are you a fool who knows nothing about all this? Of course you''re not... You won the Royal trial, you expelled the governor of the Empire, and you... Won back the Duke title of the Turin family."


    "In that case, why are you indifferent to this situation?"


    "Is it because you still haven''t changed from your past identity and still regard yourself as a foreigner and ''rule'' the principality from the perspective of bystanders that you haven''t noticed these changes?"


    "Or..." she bit her lower lip and shook her palm with the black haired wizard''s collar:


    "All this was originally expected by you, and even arranged by you?"


    Loren looked at Charlotte, who suddenly changed, and said nothing.


    "Yes, I almost forgot... You are Loren Turin." suddenly, the countess who had just looked dignified laughed and shook her head:


    "The wizard who can tell me that he has no interest in power and wealth... How can he care about these trivial things I care about?"


    "No, I never meant that. You misunderstood..." looking at Charlotte, who was becoming more and more disturbing, the black haired wizard hurriedly explained.


    "If you don''t want to be misunderstood..."


    Charlotte clenched his collar fiercely, with a sonorous and powerful tone with indisputable strength: "then take out the momentum of decisiveness, and take out the look you should have as a Duke --!"


    A sharp voice echoed in the study for a long time.


    "If you don''t want to let Byrne and Turin, who have been reborn, fall back to the even more terrible situation of the past..." the countess''s eyes were cold:


    "Then do what you should do!"


    "Depose me, deprive me of my title, and concentrate the power of Turin on you alone; select the family you think appropriate and marry me - forge an unbreakable alliance with marriage, let Byrne be obedient to you and Turin, and let the glory of the chivalry reign shine on this land again!"


    "In this way, a disaster can be eliminated and hidden. A grand wedding and ceremony can also divert everyone''s attention; from engagement to formal wedding, we can win at least one year!"


    "One year... The demon hunter Legion can at least form combat effectiveness. The red blood castle will be unified under the authority of one person again. You can have enough strength to fight any enemy you think!"


    Looking at Charlotte''s determined appearance, the black haired wizard took a deep breath and hesitated for a moment before he said:


    "Charlotte, did you think of this... Because of the rumors and the round table Council?"


    He wanted to take the opportunity to change the topic and disrupt Charlotte''s thinking.


    But... It was a shameful failure.


    "A qualified ruler should not care about the eyes of the vassal, but he must not ignore it." the countess''s eyes are still dignified: "rumors... Are at best an inducement."


    "The two hidden dangers of ''Turin'' were exposed when you went on an expedition to the green sea... I''ve thought about the way for a long time."


    She closed her mouth tightly and clenched her teeth: "this is the best way - the existence of two turins at the same time will only reduce the authority of the Turin family; loyalty and vision must focus on one person!"


    The two men looked at each other for a long time.


    The high spirited Countess is like a martyr ready to die at this moment - in order to restore the glory of the Turin family, she doesn''t mind going to the stake or putting herself on a silver plate.


    It''s like a candle burning dry, ready to burn out the last light.


    "Charlotte, er, cough, cough..." the black haired wizard coughed a few times and hesitated for a moment: "I think you''re too worried. Even if it''s a marriage, you don''t have to be now!"


    The countess''s face immediately showed a disappointed expression, and her sharp eyes were cold and piercing!


    "Well, I, I''m not saying you''re wrong!" Lauren quickly waved his hand and quickly explained, "I think what you said is very right and very correct. Marriage is indeed the best way to establish an alliance!"


    "Moreover, the gossip of the red blood Castle must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise it will greatly harm the authority of the Turin family. We must change this situation!"


    "So... What I want to say is, what I want to say is, what I want to say is... Yes..."


    Charlotte stared at him, her eyes getting colder and colder.


    "I think marriage is right, but you are not the one who should marry..." the black haired wizard is more and more unscrupulous, scratching his head desperately, looking for a reasonable reason for himself: "the person who really should marry should be... Yes... I -!"


    The air was quiet for a few seconds.


    Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly and looked surprised:


    "What did you just say?"


    what?


    What did I say?


    Loren was stunned at first. After he realized that it was too late to change his mouth, he immediately nodded seriously: "yes, I should be married."


    "I am the Lord of Turin, the Duke of Byrne. Only I can focus everyone''s attention!"


    Slowly raised her eyes, Charlotte did not speak immediately, but looked at him thoughtfully.


    "So..." the countess asked softly, "our Duke has a chosen object?"


    For some reason, Loren suddenly had a cold in the back of his neck.


    "Not yet, not yet." the black haired wizard pursed his mouth: "you know, I don''t know much about Bain''s thirteen leading nobles. It''s completely suitable for who..."


    Suddenly, Charlotte pressed her lower lip and chuckled.


    Lauren laughed.


    "Sarika Jonah," said the smiling Charlotte suddenly.


    Huh?


    "Sarika Jonah... The Lord of Boyle." the countess was full of spring: "it seems to be a very good marriage partner."


    "The comrades in arms who fought side by side and the allies who supported each other have jointly faced the most dangerous enemy of Boyi so far and won a victory comparable to the ''great conquest''. They are also a Bain and Boyi... The people of the two principalities will bless your wedding. Isn''t it killing two birds with one stone?"


    "In your prime, in your prime... Most importantly, you are all dukes and know each other well."


    Loren, who twitched at the corner of his mouth, looked at Charlotte with a sudden change of expression, and a bad premonition came up: "I''m not so familiar... Do you know?"


    "Knowing... Is more than knowing!"


    Charlotte chuckled, sighed and shook her head. "It was a long time ago that we first met, but her frowns and smiles... I still remember them today."


    "Yes, isn''t it?" Lauren smiled.


    "Why, didn''t she tell you that she had visited my bar mitzvah?" Charlotte opened her eyes unexpectedly. "It''s really impolite. If I have a chance, I must teach this mother... Naughty friend a lesson."


    Mother what?


    Lauren''s smile grew stiff.


    "But it''s impossible, isn''t it..." the black haired wizard smiled and said, "even if! I mean, even if we really have this purpose... The sky palace can''t promise. They won''t watch the two principalities become one."


    "Yes, it can''t succeed."


    The smiling Charlotte sighed, and her pupils never left the dodging eyes of the black haired Wizard: "so... Who is your real goal?"


    "If you don''t want me to get married, but use your own marriage to solve this mess, which ''lucky'' girl are you going to marry?"


    "In your heart, who is the most suitable marriage partner to ask, which can help you solve the current crisis and help you win the power of a Duke?"


    "My Duke, I need your answer."


    That expression was like telling his last words.


    Lauren, who was laughing, couldn''t laugh at all, and his scalp was numb.


    Completely... There is no room for revolution.


    But just then.


    "Creak..."


    The door of the study was opened.


    "Pa! PA! PA! Pa..."


    The sound of hurried footsteps, with some panic, seemed to fall straight to the ground in the next second.


    Charlotte and Loren turned their heads at the same time and turned their eyes to the hurried footsteps.


    Sure enough... The sweating little wizard shuttled back and forth between the bookshelves, and the golden horsetail and hair tips were sweating in the running wind.


    The stunned two people kept their just posture motionless.


    With an anxious face, Ayn finally caught a glimpse of a dark haired wizard from the corner of his eyes: "Loren, you are here! Charles, he told me..."


    Before the words were finished, the little wizard stood still, and his excited tone suddenly stammered: "you, you two are..."


    At this second, Loren and Charlotte realized how embarrassing their posture and movements were - the countess with a "ferocious" expression dragged the black haired wizard''s collar across the table, as if she would pick him up and beat him up the next second.


    "Ah --! That, that what... I, we..." Loren, who realized what, first reacted: "we were just discussing something very important, and then... You know... There was some dispute..."


    "Well, it''s like this... Dispute." Charlotte, frowning, snorted coldly, spit out these words from between her teeth, and very unhappily loosened Loren''s collar:


    "And we''ve reached an agreement now, haven''t we?"


    Loren could only smile awkwardly and nodded quickly.


    "Oh... So it is."


    The little wizard nodded suddenly, smiled and scratched his head like a sigh of relief: "I was scared to death. I thought you two really had a fight."


    "Fortunately... We have encountered such a thing once before. Sometimes it''s too embarrassing to argue!"


    Glancing at Ayn, who was still "giggling", Charlotte put meaningful eyes on Lauren; The black haired wizard who was stunned quickly turned his head and avoided her sight.


    "Yes, what''s the matter?" some relieved Duke asked tentatively.


    "Ah! I almost forgot!"


    AI Yin, who was awakened, ran quickly and pressed Loren''s shoulder: "Loren, he''s awake!"


    "He woke up?!" shocked Loren, with the same incredible expression:


    "When?!"


    "Just now... When I was going to change his dressing... Suddenly..." the helpless little wizard explained incoherently: "in short... He woke up!"


    "How''s he doing now?" the black haired wizard couldn''t wait to ask.


    "Uh... Ah?"


    "I mean, is he still awake?"


    "Yes, yes!" ayin nodded hurriedly, with the same excited expression: "his current situation is very stable, and there are obvious signs of recovery in the spiritual palace eroded by the void!"


    "Wait!"


    Charlotte, who had been sitting nearby and could not speak, frowned slightly, and her eyes were angry with the interruption: "who is he you said?"


    "An experienced, well-informed elder who often crows..."


    Lauren, who reluctantly received the last few words, squeezed out a smile from the corners of his mouth:


    "Harlem van ashmai!"