The sun is sinking.

The knights of the Red Blood Fort, standing on the sword, were still standing outside the door of the palace hall, and no one was allowed to approach; the red light of the sunset dyed the palace at dusk blood red.

Wine is like blood, and dusk is like blood.

As the sun went down, the atmosphere inside the palace became more and more tense; there could have been leisurely waiting around, or the knights who visited the courtyard of the Red Blood Fort began to gather involuntarily; the crowd outside the gate was crowded, More and more eyes began to move in the same direction.

The captain of the Ullen guard who was guarding the door also had to tighten his string, fearing that a guy with a sudden hot mind would want to break in.

It was going to be late, and the closed door still showed no signs of opening.

Even standing on the stairs, the dark-haired wizard could hear the faint conversation in the crowd behind him, and the tense faces seemed full of anxiety, eager to know what happened behind the door. What's wrong.

The western knights headed by the mountain rock castles have obviously begun to lose their patience, and they are clamoring about the hall they want to rush into. The red blood castle and a group of northern knights discourage as much as possible, but these mountain rock guards are obviously more used Use a sword to talk.

The Cavaliers and the Eastern Cavaliers are more worried about the discussion at the Round Table Parliament. They are closer to Poi and are more worried about the support. The Southern Cavaliers who have never experienced similar situations have begun to split, discourage and There are people on both sides of the instigation.

The darker the sky, the more the atmosphere outside the gate is drawn; the scene in front of him makes Captain Yoron several times want to adjust the guards of the Red Blood Fort to stabilize the order, but he is worried that the situation at hand will be thorough. Intensified, the dilemma.

The dark-haired wizard standing on the stairs still looked, staring at the closed door.

Compared with the commotion behind him, 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 Yoder really wanted to comfort Loren, the moment she spoke was still an involuntary irony: "She has not fought a war and has not received any training that a knight should deserve ... any knight would believe her, willingly Obey her command? "

The black-haired wizard was unmoved.

"Even if they are really willing, what can they do? If you want to repel the Centaur's attack, you can only rely on the sword to speak. This is not the strength of our Earl of the Red Blood Castle!" Live said:

"Not to mention her biggest weakness ... Charlotte Turin, she is a woman."

"What about that?" Loren asked faintly, his black pupils shining brightly: "We have a countess, a female emperor, and another ... Why can't there be another female prince?"

There is also a sorceress ... but this cannot be said.

Little Jord frowned: "I didn't say no, but the Round Table Council will definitely use this to attack her, and it will seem to be thinking for him. This is what they can use to threaten Charlotte. 'S largest capital. "

"Unless she wants to make a complete collapse with the whole round table parliament, she must make a compromise ... Considering the current situation, the Earl of Red Blood Castle, which undermines this conference, may become a target, and the Turin family is completely hopeless."

"How do you understand this?" Loren looked back, his expression a little surprised.

"Otherwise?"

In response to this stupid question, Little Yoder ’s expression could n’t be ironic: “The youngest head of the Yoder Chamber of Commerce, the next generation ’s heir, and the executive of the Northern Project… Charlotte is now experiencing Everything, do you think I haven't experienced it before? "

Looking at the excited Jody, the dark-haired wizard just shrugged, pretending 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 a knight commander to become the new duke, or find an earl that can take into account the interests of the Turin family to compromise. "

"Angert at Mountain Rock Fort, Eckert at Fury Fort, Glenwell at Storm Fort ... all possible."

Calmly calming down, Little Yoder 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 the knights."

"As for the balance, whether to master everything or to become a puppet of the husband, finally even the Red Blood Castle had to give in and let the Turin family become a vassal of the husband ... it depends on her wrist."

Thinking about the big picture ... seems reasonable, but Loren at the moment sounds very ironic.

For the sake of the big picture, she must let her sell herself?

Do all the oppressed people in the world, those who suffer injustices, and those who sacrifice themselves, will eventually receive such a consolation prize of "for the sake of the overall situation"?

"boom----!"

Just as the emotions in the palace were getting higher and higher, and the tension was getting tighter, the closed door was suddenly opened.

Under the stairs, the confronting knights turned their heads involuntarily; the palace guards outside the door spread out to both sides, bowing their heads in respect.

The thirteen knight lords had different expressions, and they came out from the center of the gate; Charlotte Turin, who stood tall and tall, walked at the forefront of all counts, and the knight lords led by Mountain Rock Fort and Fury Fort were tight After that, she was lined up beside her like two wings.

The restlessness over the palace suddenly stopped, and in the silence, all eyes widened, holding their breath, waiting nervously.

The thirteen knight lords continued to move forward; the crowd on the stairs was separated from the center like a wave, making way for them.

The calm and light pace struck the stone slabs of the white steps, and a clear echo rang out in a quiet palace.

The crowd gradually separated, and the dark-haired wizard who had been crowded into the crowd once again became alone; the little Yode, who was originally behind him, now hid aside with great interest.

The counts finally stopped, and only the Earl of Red Blood Castle came forward alone; standing in front of the dark-haired wizard with a smug smile.

The two stood in a crowd that overlapped and looked at each other intently, as if they were observing each other's movements, and their sharp eyes could not wait to poke through each other directly.

A full minute later, the black-haired wizard who first surrendered gave a very false smile: "Successful?"

"Otherwise?" With a slight hum, Charlotte bent the corner of his mouth and deliberately dragged a long note: "Still ... 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 did not believe that these people would let Charlotte win at no cost.

Watching them ... which one is Charlotte's "new" husband?

Gritting his teeth, the dark-haired wizard twitched at the corner 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 instead of ... at this time it's okay to look for things and make the atmosphere more awkward.

"So ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I should congratulate you now?" Reluctantly squeezed out a smile, Loren tried to make his expression look more natural: "Uh ... or I should bow down and salute on one knee Kneel and kiss the back of your hand-you know, I do n’t know much about this process. "

Looking at some flustered dark-haired wizard, Charlotte smiled more and more.

"No, you said the opposite."

Reverse?

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean ... or is it that Bayern's customs are not the same as elsewhere?" Loren's tone was harsh, the smile on his face became more and more embarrassing, and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more The more embarrassing.

"No, it's the order reversed." Charlotte stared into the dark eyes. Loren's confusion seemed to be directly linked to her level of joy: "It should be me bowing to you, kneeling on one knee, kissing The back of your hand. "

"Lorren Turin ... My Duke!"

At this moment, Loren really froze.