Chapter 668 (1/2)

An uproar -!

Almost all the knights in the hall were angry. Even the few closest to the black haired wizard had pulled out their swords, and their eyes were red with blood.

”Dang --!”

Before the angry Byrne Knights drew their swords at the black haired wizard, count Eckert suddenly got up and hit the round table with his sword, sweeping the whole hall with a cold look:

”Quiet, what does it look like?!” the Lord of the anger Castle raised his sword and stood with cold eyes. His thick voice like thunder directly made the knights in the first row who wanted to get up sit back:

”Are you still Byrne's knights?”

Thunder!

The noisy hall was suddenly calm, leaving only a little restless whisper.

Seeing that the situation had been calmed down, count Eckert lowered his head and nodded slightly to Charlotte; The countess, who was slightly relieved, immediately threw a look of gratitude at the other party.

Among the thirteen lords, the rank is second only to the count of angert and the dean of Byrne's only Knight college. Tris Eckert has an unparalleled reputation among young knights.

No less than one third of the knights who can enter this hall are his nominal disciples and apprentices... This alone is enough to make him awed by everyone.

”You may not agree with what Lord Loren Turin has just said... Because so do I.” Earl Eckert murmured, ”but he was right in one sentence.”

”Those who threaten with conditions... Can't be called loyalty!”

”Since we are all ready to elect the Turin family to take charge of Bain again, there should be no additional conditions; we used to be vassals of Turin and will be - whether war... Or peace, it should be decided by the Duke.”

”And I, Trish Eckert, also believe that no matter what the result is, the golden lion on the black background will defend Byrne's dignity to the death. The descendants of the knight King... There are no flattering and humiliating villains!”

The thick voice echoed in the hall for a long time.

”In my own name, I may not be able to promise you too much... But only this, I can guarantee.”

Charlotte, who was also excited, stood up from her seat and glanced nervously at the Lords in front of the round table and the knights in the whole hall:

”In order not to ruin Byrne, who has been peaceful for three generations, I, Charlotte Turin, will do everything possible to avoid civil war; but if the Empire really insists on going its own way and wants to fight... The turins are not afraid!”

The hall was quiet.

The knight lords looked at each other and kept looking at each other. The Earls in the West also took back their swords, while the Lords in the South who had been at a loss seemed more relieved.

Count Eckert, with a dignified face, looked slowly, and his thick voice sounded again:

”Lord guy angert, may I ask... Does your loyalty cost?”

The voice fell, and all eyes turned to the two people who were facing each other again.

Feeling the eyes behind him, the old man with a sword in his right hand burst out from his teeth: ”yes, boy; it's kind enough and well done.”

”Worthy of Turin's descendants!”

”Each other, you are also very powerful.” without paying attention to the eyes around him, Loren turned his neck sideways, stretched out his right hand and compared the distance between the blade and his neck:

”I'm just a little better than you.”

”Dong --!”

With an angry hum, the old man suddenly turned around, knelt on one knee like a mountain rock, and sonorously lowered his gray head: ”the angert family of the mountain rock castle will follow the black background Golden Lion to the death, without saying anything!”

Amazement, surprise, disbelief... These words may not be enough to describe the mood of the earls and knights at the moment.

Only Aton glenwell, who had been shocked, sighed with a long, gentle look.

Only he saw the end of this wonderful and absurd farce from the beginning.

He saw how the Earl of angert, who suddenly attacked, pointed the spear at Loren and the sky palace represented by his imperial Viscount, which intensified the already sharp contradiction;

Seeing how Loren disrupted the rhythm of count angert, he inexplicably led the topic from resistance to the Empire to loyalty, or the ”loyalty” of Lord Bain to the Turin family;