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

"Lorren Turin, you always ask me what I think, what do I think of myself ..." She murmured, her eyes somewhat confused.

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

The slightly stunned Loren raised his head and looked up at the expressionless countess.

"Huh? My Duke."

"In your eyes, who are you?"

"A knight, a wizard, a stranger in his hometown ..." The countess stared at him deadly: "Or the Lord of Turin, our duke?"

Suddenly for a moment, Loren laughed out loud: "You, what are you talking about? I'm almost unable to understand what happened to you ..."

"Slap!" A crisp sound.

Looking at Charlotte, Loren froze completely.

The collar was caught, and the faces of the two were close at hand.

She, what is she going to do? Still said the same as last time ...

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

"There are more important things ... for a duke, what is more important than the things that will make his principality fall apart?"

"No, I don't mean that!" Lorengo broke away, hurriedly defending: "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 master of Byrne, you will not be indifferent to this kind of thing!"

"No, you should take advantage of your triumphant return and accumulate more power, land, wealth and authority when your prestige is strong, and strengthen your family and your own power. This is what a duke should do!"

"Even the Black Duke had joined forces in the thirteen byrs of Bayern, and controlled the South by marrying the daughter of the Earl of Stormwind, forcing the broken sword tower to give up several farms adjacent to Red Blood Fort."

"Even the stupid" Knight Idol "really considers himself a Duke, how about you?"

Charlotte murmured softly, with inquiries in his eyes: "Are you a fool who knows nothing about this? Of course you are not ... you won the imperial trial, you expelled the imperial governor, you ... won back The title of Duke of the Turin family. "

"That being the case, why are you indifferent to this situation?"

"Because you still haven't converted from your past identity, still seeing yourself as a stranger, and‘ ruling ’this Principality from the perspective of bystanders, did n’t you notice these changes?”

"Still say ..." She bit her lower lip and twitched the palm of her black wizard collar slightly:

"All this was originally what you expected, even if you arranged it?"

Loren looked at Charlotte in a sudden shock and said nothing.

"Yeah, I almost forgot ... you're Loren Turin." Suddenly, the countess who had just returned her expression snorted and shook her head:

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

"No, I never mean that, you misunderstood ..." Looking at the increasingly disturbing Charlotte, the dark-haired wizard hurriedly defended.

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

Charlotte squeezed his collar violently, with a clanging tone of force with unquestionable power: "Then take the decisive force of decisiveness, and show what you should be like a Duke-!"

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

"If you don't want Bayern and Turin to be reborn, they will once again be reduced to an even more terrible situation in the past ..." The countess's eyes were cold:

"Then do what you should do!"

"Stop me, deprive me of my title, and concentrate the power of Turin on you alone; pick the family you think is right, marry me over-make an unbreakable alliance with marriage, and let Baine treat you and both Ling bowed his head and let the glory of the cavalier era shine on this land again! "

"In this way, a disaster can be hidden invisible, grand weddings and ceremonies can also divert everyone's attention; from engagement to formal wedding, at least one year can be won!"

"One year ... The Demon Hunter Legion can at least form combat power. The Red Blood Castle will once again be unified under one's authority. You can have enough strength to face any enemy you think!"

Looking at Charlotte's determined appearance, the dark-haired wizard took a deep breath and hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Charlotte, these ... are you thinking of those rumours and the Roundtable?"

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

But ... a shameful failure.

"A qualified ruler should not care about the vassal's gaze, but he must not ignore it." The countess's eyes remained dignified: "Rumor ... at most it is an incentive."

"The two hidden dangers of 'Turin' were already exposed when you were expedition to the Great Green Sea ... the way, I thought about it for a long time."

She squeezed her lips tightly and clenched her teeth: "This is already the best way-the existence of two Turin at the same time will only reduce the authority of the Turin family; loyalty and eyes must be concentrated on one person! "

The two faced each other and stared at each other for a long time.

The witty countess, at this moment, seemed like a martyr ready to go to justice-in order to restore the glory of the past to the Turin family, she did not mind walking to the torture rack, or putting herself on the silver plate to present.

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

"Charlotte, uh, that, cough cough ..." The black-haired wizard coughed a few times, hesitating for a moment: "I think you are too anxious, even if it's marriage, it doesn't have to be now!"

The countess immediately showed a disappointed expression on her face, her sharp eyes cold and biting!

"Uh, I, I'm not saying that you are wrong!" Loren quickly waved his hand and explained quickly: "I think you are right, very correct. Marriage is indeed the best way to form an alliance!"

"And the rumors of the Red Blood Castle must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise it will greatly hurt the authority of the Turin family, we must change this situation!"

"So ... what I want to say is, what I want to say is ... yes ..."

Charlotte stared at him intently, his eyes getting colder and colder.

"I think the marriage is correct, but the person who should marry is not you ..." The black-haired wizard was increasingly indifferent, scratching his head desperately, looking for himself a justifiable reason: "The one who really should marry, It should be ... Yes ... It's me-- "

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Charlotte narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression somewhat unexpected:

"what did you just say?"

what?

What did I say?

Loren was stunned for a moment. After noticing that it was too late to change his mind, he nodded: "Yes, the person who should marry is me."

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

Slowly raising his gaze, Charlotte did not speak immediately, but looked at him intriguingly.

"So ..." the countess asked softly: "Our prince has already selected the target?"

Somehow, Loren suddenly had a cold neck.

"For the time being, not yet." The dark-haired wizard pursed his lips. "You know, I don't know much about the nobles of Byrne's Thirteen Collars. It's completely complete for who is suitable ..."

Suddenly, Charlotte pressed his lower lip and chuckled.

Loren also laughed.

"Salika Jonah." Smiling Charlotte said suddenly.

Ok?

"Salika Jonah ... Lord of Boye." The countess Chunguang was full of face: "It seems to be a very good marriage object."

"Comrades fighting side by side, alliances supporting each other, faced Poi ’s most dangerous enemy to date, won a victory comparable to the" Great Conquest ", and were a Bayern and Poi ... the people of the two principalities will give Is n’t your wedding ceremony a blessing? "

"Fanghua Zhengmao, at the age of beauty ... the most important thing is that you are all dukes and know each other well."

Loren twitching at the corner of his mouth, looking at Charlotte with a sudden change of expression, a not-so-good hunch came out spontaneously: "I didn't get to that point ... you, do you know?"

"Knowing ... more than knowing!"

Charlotte smiled and shook his head with a sigh: "It was a long time ago that we first met, but she smiled ... I still have a fresh memory to this day."

"Yes, is it ?!" Loren smirked.

"Why, didn't she tell you that she had visited my adult ceremony?" Charlotte opened her eyes unexpectedly: "This is really rude. If I have a chance, I must learn this lesson ... naughty ... friend."

Mother?

Loren's smile grew more and more rigid.

"But it's impossible, right ..." the dark-haired wizard said with a smile: "Even! I mean even if we really have this purpose ... The sky dome is absolutely impossible to promise, they will not watch the two. The Grand Duchy is one. "

"Yeah, it's impossible to succeed."

Charlotte, who smiled, sighed. His pupils never left the dark-haired wizard's dodge eyes: "So ... who is your real target?"

"If you don't want me to marry, but use your own marriage to resolve this chaos, then which 'lucky' girl are you going to marry?"

"In your mind, who is the most suitable person to ask the marriage partner, can you solve the current crisis and help you win the right of a duke?"

"My lord, I need your answer."

That expression seemed to be telling his last words.

Loren, who was laughing, couldn't laugh outright, and his scalp was tingling.

Thoroughly ... there is no room for a turn.

But at this moment.

"Squeak ..."

The door of the study was opened.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap ..."

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

Charlotte and Loren turned their heads at the same time, turning their gaze to the panic footsteps.

Sure enough ... the sweaty little wizard traversed between the bookshelves, and the golden ponytail and hair tips were sweating in the running wind.

The dumbfounded two remained motionless in their previous posture.

With anxious Ain, the afterglow in the corner of his eyes finally caught sight of the figure of a dark-haired wizard: "Loren, you are here! Charles he told me ...

Before the words were finished, the little wizard was standing still, and the excited tone instantly stuttered: "You, you two are here ..."

This second, Loren and Charlotte only reflected how embarrassing their postures and movements were-the countess with a greasy expression crossed the table and dragged the collar of the dark-haired wizard, as if it would take him the whole second. The man lifted it up and beat it up.

"Ah--! Then, what ... I, we ..." Realizing what Loren, the first responded: "We just discussed some very important things, and then ... you know ... there was a dispute ... "

"Well, it's like this ... argument." Charlotte frowned, spitting out these words from his teeth and loosening Loren's collar very unpleasantly:

"And we have reached a consensus now, right?"

Loren could only smile awkwardly and nodded quickly.

"Oh, I see."

The little wizard nodded in a sudden realization, scratching his head with a smile like a sigh of relief: "Frightened me, I thought you two really fought."

"Fortunately ... we've encountered this kind of thing once before, and sometimes it's too embarrassing to be really inexplicable!"

Glancing at Ain who was still "smirking", Charlotte put a meaningful gaze on Loren; the stunned black-haired wizard quickly turned his head away from her.

"Yes, is there something?" A sighing duke asked tentatively.

"Ah! Almost forgot!"

The awakened Ayn hurried to run quickly, and held Loren's shoulder: "Loren, he woke up!"

"He woke up ?!" The shocked Lorraine also had an incredible expression:

"When?!"

"Just when ... I was about to change his medicine ... suddenly ..." The little helpless wizard ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ explained incoherently: "In short ... he woke up!"

"So what's his situation now?" The dark-haired wizard asked eagerly.

"Uh ... ah?"

"I asked you if he is still awake now ?!"

"Yes, yes!" Ai Yin nodded quickly, and his expression was equally excited: "He is in a stable state now, and the spirit hall eroded by the void has obvious signs of recovery!"

"and many more!"

Charlotte, who had been sitting next to him, never frowned, frowned slightly, with an interrupted scorn in the corner of his eyes: "Who the **** do you mean?"

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

Loren, who barely took the last few words, grinned a smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Harimfan Ashamai!"