ten minutes.

For ten minutes, the dark-haired wizard who was shocked to stop thinking finally regained his senses, and heard the smile, as if quite complacent Charlotte said.

She said ... "I";

Well, what about the front?

Marriage-Am I married or is she married?

Duke Byrne is married, so I am married;

If I get married, who will I marry?

Marry me"……

Then the answer came out:

I marry "I" ... I marry myself;

Ok?

Not right, right or wrong, you have to think about it again, think about it ...

Loren, who was full of his mind and flying with his thoughts, took another ten minutes before finally coming out of his cranky thoughts, and his unbelievable expression was sober.

"Charlotte, you just said you ..."

"I said ... I'm going to marry you." The countess of the Red Blood Castle repeated her face without changing her face.

The silent study, as if every scroll of parchment, every piece of furnishings was silently responding, watching nervously.

It seems that this is not a room with only two people and less than 20 square meters; it is the center of the stage that is attracting much attention and surrounded by lights.

"If you don't hear it clearly, I can repeat it ten more times, one hundred times and one thousand times ... until you get bored." She looked intently and calmly, but it sounded like a knight on the battlefield:

"But I think you should not be‘ unclear ’, but‘ dare not believe ’, right?”

"Duke Byrne ... Lorren Turin?"

I……

The dark-haired wizard opened his mouth and glared, but couldn't say a word, and couldn't make a sound.

Dalton mentor, Rout Infinite, Brandon, Asrier ... have fought against countless enemy opponents and friends, and have experienced countless times of speechlessness, or Loren ...

Such a situation, this ... embarrassment, for the first time.

"Charlotte, you ... are you confused?" Helen paused, and Loren gave a very reluctant and stiff smile: "Doesn't think my apology is not sincere enough, if not enough, I can actually be OK more……"

"I'm not angry. On the contrary, I'm calm now. The reason is simple ... Lorren, I already see you."

"You are too arrogant, too self-righteous, and take yourself too seriously-so what you want you to do is never to be discussed; the only option is to not give you a choice and force you to follow the rules!"

In the decisive words, Charlotte's burning eyes pressed forward step by step, forcing the black-haired wizard to step back step by step: "But you still can't believe it now, why?"

"No, there is no reason, I mean ..." Loren hurriedly wanted to explain.

"What do you mean?"

Charlotte was still asking.

"Meaning ... is it still fighting, is it appropriate?"

"It's suitable, why is it inappropriate? Just because the war is on the verge, as a prince, you should inspire the morale of the whole Principality, arouse everyone's fighting spirit, and let your courtiers and knights more loyal to you.

"Tell me, what would be more suitable for a wedding than this?"

"Then, that ..." The black-haired wizard who was rushed was almost speechless: "The Turin family ... yes! The Turin family, can they accept it?"

"You are not my brother, what is unacceptable?" Charlotte sneered.

"Frankly speaking, your grandfather Leonardo Turin and father are just distant relatives of the Turin family; it's not very good to say ... Your side branch, which is almost divided, is at most half Turin . "

"Similar situations are common in the history of Byrne, and it is even more numerous to switch to an empire-in order to avoid the fall of the royal power, not to mention cousins ​​and collaterals, even between biological sisters and brothers.

"but……"

"Nothing but nothing! During your time away, I have considered all possible negative effects; the conclusion is that even the worst result is not worth comparing with the reward!"

Suddenly looking up, Charlotte interrupted again rudely: "The marriage between the two of us will prevent the Turin family from the terrible future division, let your career and inheritance have a legal heir, and let your followers, worship Grace ’s knights no longer need to think about which Turin to follow ... "

"All this, all this, will create an unprecedented cohesive Bain, and an unprecedentedly powerful Turin!"

"So tell me, what else do you have?" Charlotte, excited, shivered even her shoulders. "What else are you worried about?"

"I ... this ..." Looking at her almost human-eating eyes, the dark-haired witch almost blurted out: "This kind of thing ... Is there a reason or problem?"

"Of course there is, and there must be!" Charlotte almost shouted, and suddenly his voice became sharper:

"To this day, almost all of my life has been for the revival of the Turin family. I can sacrifice everything I can sacrifice for this goal, give what I can give!"

"Now, the distance between this goal and me has never been so close, to the point where it is within reach ... No!" She shook her head suddenly, her expression more eager:

"Not only that, I can even surpass this goal now, and get the karma that even the cavaliers of the past generations have not been able to accomplish!"

"So I will never allow any problems and obstacles to become obstacles to this goal, no matter what problems must be solved-I don't care, even if the Azores will invade tomorrow, the empire will be destroyed, I don't care!"

Looking at Charlotte with **** eyes, Loren was impossible, and he didn't want to convince her at such a time.

Because even if she said she was breaking the sky, she couldn't change her mind.

"Charlotte, calm down first, you are so excited now." Looking at Charlotte, who was eager to eat people, Loren took a deep breath, desperately calming his expression and tone:

"In this way, I only came back today. We might as well go back to rest first, relax our nerves, and wait a few days before ..."

"impossible!"

Unsurprisingly, Charlotte vetoed coldly: "You must agree and ask all the questions you can think of now."

"Propose ... and then?"

"Solve it! Destroy it! Defeat it-you are the Lord of Byrne, the leader of the knights, then roar with a spear and speak with a sword!"

"What if the problem is myself?" Loren squeezed out a smile: "I ... kill myself?"

"Then persuade yourself, aren't you the best at this? Or can I!" Charlotte, immersed in his dreams, doesn't polite with him at all: "Speak, what's your problem?"

I ... I said I was a kid, okay? !

Loren did not dare to speak.

But he desperately needed a reason now to return Charlotte, who was about to be killed by his dreams; let her return to the sensible, calm Countess of the Red Blood Castle.

What reason should I use ... especially myself?

"Actually, you don't have to be so embarrassed, I know."

Charlotte lowered his voice suddenly, a slight tremor mixed in his words.

"Actually, I heard about it before you returned from Boye--Salika Jonah, the unremarkable, slutty maternal grandfather; I know you once stood side by side on the battlefield Fight, trust each other, right? "

Ok?

This time, Loren was really shocked.

"There is also the guy in the ancient wood forest-it is said to be the elven war dancer named Liya. Bishop Anson told me that the relationship between you two is very close. She also left the forest alone and went to Ebden to meet you ... like this Emotions should not be just comradeship ... "

A calm tone, mixed in Charlotte's deep breaths again and again: "And the one who was many years ago ... Ah, I remember, Ariel of the Corona family; she is the child of your second tutor, I have helped you again and again, and this time Ebden has been destroyed, must I come back with you? "

"No ... Charlotte, I find you seem to have misunderstood ..."

"I didn't get anything wrong!"

He violently interrupted him, and the Countess suddenly regained her gentle tone: "I mean ... I can understand your embarrassment, and I can understand and compare with these unique ... , The existence of sculpture puppets like me is simply unattractive! "

"You're embarrassed because you're afraid that it will hurt me, just as you are hiding from me time and time again to be afraid of me; but this time I want to tell you that you don't need to worry about it."

Squeezing his lips tightly, Charlotte ’s chest undulated violently: "I do n’t need you to be responsible for me, I do n’t need your loyalty-you do n’t need to think about anything but a name; if necessary, I You can even hide it for you! "

"All responsibilities and obligations are entrusted to me, and if something goes wrong, I will take it-I don't even need you to tell me that you love me like the Black Duke to the Mad Dragon Queen!"

"Do you understand it?!"

She raised her head violently, and there were more water crystals in her eyes.

Resentment, decisiveness, anger, grievance ...

How many emotions are there ... Loren doesn't know.

Probably no one in this world can know.

But Loren finally figured out one thing, that's why ... between myself and Charlotte, I couldn't always understand each other.

For himself, the titles of the surname and Duke of Turin are probably things like property and real estate-this is his castle, his country, his territory and power; with all this, he can continue What he wants to do.

But for Charlotte, it was completely different.

Byrne, Torino ... not her wealth, but her faith.

And she herself is just like those fanatics in history, tirelessly pursuing the improvement of faith, eager to give for the faith, pay and even sacrifice.

She doesn't care about the process, as long as the result, even if the result has to pay more than she can afford.

She is so eager to sacrifice herself to this "Bailion of Turin" and then obtain spiritual sublimation.

To put it more simply, she took these too seriously.

"Baiin, Turin ... These are everything for me. When I finally see the reward in my life, I will never let this hope leave me!"

With a choked voice, Charlotte lifted his proud, swan-like neck: "So tell me, what else do you need me to promise you, I must agree!"

"I ... I'm mentally prepared, do you understand?"

The room was quiet.

Charlotte stared at the dark-haired wizard's face, waiting anxiously for an answer.

Loren, who met her, took a deep breath.

"I understand, I ... No, I don't understand." Shaking his head vigorously, staring at a pair of disappointed and painful eyes, the dark-haired wizard gritted his teeth:

"I don't understand ... what do you think of yourself, what do you think you are-a living person or a sacrifice?"

"My surname is Turin, I will contribute to this surname and bear all the costs of it!" Charlotte said coldly: "This is the most noble spirit of sacrifice of the Bayern!"

"It's not a sacrifice, it's a self-righteousness!" Loren, who was no longer calm, retorted fiercely: "You just think it's enough to do it, as long as you give it yourself, is it dedication ?!"

"What's the difference between this and the guy who keeps ordering on the battlefield and rushing towards the enemy ?!"

"Otherwise, I am a woman, what else can I do?"

"You are a woman, but you cannot be just a woman, you must be Charlotte Turin!"

"I do not understand!"

"Of course you don't understand. How can you, a person who is eager to die immediately, understand?"

"Then what do you understand?"

"I understand that you still have room for choice. You are not without retreat, nor are you being persecuted. No one is persecuting you in every way, tempting you to do this and that, and forcing you to escape from time to time! "Clenching his fist, Loren shouted:

"If you let me know this in the past few years, can you understand how envious I will be, I'm almost envious of death now!"

"I took this path for freedom and choice ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ But the result was no choice, I was forced to go again and again-you can understand that one has to work hard to win a little bit "Freedom", what is the mood of another person who has so many choices but throws it away in vain ?! "

Charlotte froze, staring in amazement at the sudden change of his personal dark-haired wizard.

Maybe it was because there was no escape route, or maybe it was because Loren, who had already completely torn his face and no longer falsified, also got up hysterically:

"First of all, clarify one thing-Charlotte, you are my friend, so I said this kind of words not to pity you, but to anger-you behaved like this today, and I really do n’t believe you now. You were the same as you were three years ago! "

"You are the Countess of the Red Blood Castle, the leader of the Torino family, the blood kin of the Black Duke, and Charlotte Turin! You ... not me, you have the right to choose!"

"So say it out loud, who is the person you really love and not the one who wants you to sacrifice yourself ?!"

"you----!!!!"

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