Chapter 579 (1/2)
The long night has not passed, and the crescent moon like a silver hook is still hanging on the dome, illuminating the red blood Castle shrouded in the darkness with a cold frost like brilliance.
Outside the hall of the castle palace, a whole hundred guards were fully armed, set up long guns and Zheng shaped shields in their hands, and formed a square array like sarlan shield wall.
If an outsider stands here and sees the posture of the inner and outer layers outside the door, I'm afraid he will immediately think of the ”bloody drama” that has been staged in the palaces of the principality and even the heavenly palace, and sigh for a certain unlucky noble master.
Only they know that what they have to face... Must be something much more terrible than that.
The silence made the atmosphere extremely depressed, and the tension was almost written on everyone's face; Clutching their shields and spears, they stared straight ahead.
The noise in the hall stopped two quarters of an hour ago.
Standing in the front row of the square, sir Youlun Eckert, the guard chief of red blood castle, looked at the moon overhead, counted the time, and his right hand leaning on the big sword rubbed back and forth on the hilt to calm himself down.
He didn't know what happened behind the door, and didn't dare to relax... He just mechanically obeyed the countess's order, sealed off here and didn't let anyone near.
But Sir Youlun knew that if the new Lord Loren Turin was finished in the hall, he would have to rely on himself and the brothers of the hundred behind him to protect the countess's safety and dignity.
Even if you plug the door frame with a corpse, you can't let the unknown ”monster” leave here!
He took a long deep breath, his heavy hands and big sword were put on his shoulders, and his hands held the handle horizontally in front of him; At the same time, the hundred men behind him raised their shields and put up their long guns.
”Sir Youlun!”
A gentle voice came from the bottom of the stairs, and the captain of the guard turned away with a frown. The dignified manager of the red blood castle was coming to him from the way out of the way of the soldiers.
This guy... What's he doing here?
The courteous housekeeper stepped forward and leaned slightly behind the captain of the guard with his hands: ”the order of the count asks you to leave half a hundred people here, and then command the rest of the castle guard to closely seal the surrounding area. Never let any information about here leak out.”
”Once you find any suspicious people, don't hesitate to execute them on the spot!”
”But...” You Lun was surprised. He couldn't believe what else he wanted to say, so he was stopped by the housekeeper.
”I said, I'm just here to send a message.” I'm sorry. Charles interrupted Sir Youlun with a dignified expression: ”and this is the order of the count of Charlotte Turin himself. If you don't believe it, you can have facial paralysis with the count later - don't doubt, follow the order.”
Seeing his old friend who still looked suspicious and confused, Charles couldn't help sighing and had to explain to him: ”the most important thing now is not to let the news leak - the count has just tried his best to stabilize the turbulent red blood castle, and there must be no more rumors... Especially those related to the safety of the count himself!”
”Don't you understand, you Lun? This battle... Is over!”
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After successfully persuading Sir Youlun, the manager of red blood Castle did not immediately return to the countess, but came to Loren's room.
As soon as the grey pupil boy guarding the door was ready to speak, he was stopped by Charles; Looking at each other's expression, Lucian just nodded slightly and let go of the door behind him.
Although the two sides are not familiar, the housekeeper's last act of taking responsibility alone made the grey pupil boy feel good for him and silently swallowed the confusion into his stomach.
Quietly pushed open the door, he saw Lauren sitting cross legged on the bed with his upper body naked, and the little wizard on the side was angrily bandaging him.
For a black haired wizard who deliberately tried to be brave and refused to shout out, AI Yin, who was dissatisfied, although she would not worry about wound infection and did not dare to bandage indiscriminately, could make great efforts every time she wrapped bandages and applied ointment, secretly ”teach” this villain who never told himself the truth.
Loren, who deliberately pretended to be relaxed, laughed more and more stiff. If he looked carefully, his forehead was full of sweat. Every time the little wizard pulled the bandage, the corners of his mouth would twitch unnaturally.
Charles, who could see clearly from one side, could only smile bitterly.