Chapter 667 (1/2)
”What did you... Say?!”
The dead silence, the noisy hall suddenly turned into a quiet tomb.
Count guy angert, with his pupils open angrily, had green veins on his forehead, and his trembling cheeks rose red, as if desperately trying to contain some force that was about to collapse.
Aton glenwell also widened his eyes, as if he didn't believe what he had just heard. ”Unbelievable” seemed to be engraved on his face.
The knights in the whole hall were staring at the black haired wizard who was facing the count of angert, with complex or surprised expressions.
The Knights and lords in front of the round table also have different expressions; The southern lords looked at each other and didn't know what to do; White horse peak and glorious tower, these people clenched their swords and were ready to rush to the rescue;
The mountain rock guards in the West were all red in the face. They wanted to chop the rude little boy with an axe; The eastern knights, led by qiaowang peak, were all ready to see a good play.
Only Charlotte sat in her seat, holding her skirt tightly with her hands; Clench your teeth, frown and stare anxiously at the still ”unrepentant” bastard.
No, don't
Loren Turin, I don't care what you want to do, only this time
Just this time, stop fooling around, okay?
Bow your head and admit a mistake to Grandpa angert; Grandpa angert is actually very good. He won't do anything to you with me
”I said, why?” the black haired wizard slowly carried his hands behind his back, and his calm eyes were not flustered:
”If you want me to leave, you can try.”
In the hall, the needle dropping can be heard.
Lauren frowned slightly, which made him suddenly recall the scene of the pre imperial trial - hundreds of nobles, sinister ambitious people, and an elderly man with ”great righteousness”, hostility to himself and high prestige.
Why are they all hostile to themselves and speak ill of each other?
Because he is a wizard, because he is a Viscount of the Empire and an adviser to the royal family?
No, not so; Not because of how bad they are, but because they need a ”bad enough person” as their target, a target that can unite everyone else.
These people... Apart from tradition, character, belief, history and customs, how different can they be from the 300 hypocritical nobles and six cabinet ministers in the sky palace?
The dark haired wizard didn't move.
But count angert has moved!
Last night, he came from the Rock Castle, and the dusty old man stepped forward; Regrell and gerante, two Knight lords, one red and one blue, drew their swords almost at the same time to block them.
”Dang --!”
The old man with steady steps didn't even draw his sword. He just swung them away with the wrist guard of his armor; His angry eyes are wide open and his voice is like a flood Bell:
”Back off --!”
The two earls, bloodless, raised their heads in disbelief and watched the old man pass in front of them, half kneeling on their throbbing right hand;
The next second, the old man who pressed the sword with his right hand stood in front of Lauren.
”In the summer... For the sake of the count of Turin, and because you are a Turin, I will give you one last chance.” the count of anget gnashed his teeth and pointed his right hand to the door:
”Now get out. I'll let bygones be bygones!”
Charlotte on the seat bit her lower lip, and her angry eyes seemed to want to tear the black haired wizard in two.
Please, Loren;
Bow your head and don't do anything stupid
”Lord guy angert... For the sake of your elders, if I have just done anything offensive, please accept my apology.”
Looking at the count of angert gnashing his teeth in front of him, Loren's face was as heavy as water:
”But if you want me to get out of that door, please do it yourself.”
”Dang --!”
The steel blade came out of the sheath and hit the black haired wizard's right shoulder heavily; The sharp blade is close to the neck and the cold is threatening.