Chapter 672 (2/2)
”Gentlemen... I know what you're thinking.”
At the moment, her sharp eyes even suffocated many Knight Lords.
”I know that some of you are thinking of me, others are thinking of Turin and Bain, and some... We just need to know it and don't have to say it,” she said faintly:
”I don't want to cause a civil war, whether empire or Byrne; I want to see a united Byrne gathered under the banner of the Turin family and let the world witness her rise again!”
”So I made this suggestion to you; I gave up the chance to be Duke of Byrne just for your sake; you don't have to worry about facing a Duke who is too strong and rules you like the imperial governor in the past!”
Aton glenwell shook his head silently and closed his eyes.
What she really wanted to say should be the Duke ruled ”like the knight king in the past”.
”For the sake of Byrne and for the sake of you, I have put forward a choice as far as I can.” Charlotte whispered, ”it's also the best option I can think of.”
”Or... Are you going to quarrel and fight with hundreds of knights outside in the next three days, and finally choose a knight who can 'represent all Byrne' to be my husband?” she sneered and screamed:
”Everybody... We really don't! There's time! It's time!”
The aggressive Charlotte ended this speech in the most impassioned way; Holding her breath, she sat down slowly and looked nervously at everyone in front of the round table.
The hall was silent again, and even the most grumpy count of angert was silent.
Finally, it was count Eckert who broke the last silence with a tired sigh:
”So... How can we make hundreds of knights outside accept this result?”
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When Charlotte spoke, Loren was completely stunned.
Duke Byrne?
I?
She's kidding, isn't she? I'm a good caster, the Royal wizard consultant, the president of the wizard Association... How did I become Duke Byrne?!
But Charlotte's expression was not a joke. She looked at the Earls with different expressions behind her, then looked around and straightened her chest:
”Byrne's knights --!”
”All of you know why we are here; why the round table parliament will be convened again after three generations!”
”Because Gaspar Vern, the former governor of Byrne, trusted by the Empire, is a true pagan! He used his power to poison Byrne for more than ten years and privately formed a terrible heretical group to destroy Byrne's faith!”
”And finally, on that night, he showed his true colors... Led his heretical church to capture and destroy Bain Cathedral, brutally killed hundreds of priests and nuns, set the cathedral on fire, and even the bishop himself fell under his shameful sword!”
”On that night, a knight exposed his plot; a knight stuck to the altar of the cathedral until the last minute, personally stabbed the mob and avenged the cathedral and countless enemies!”
”Therefore, adhering to the legacy of the Knights of all dynasties, Charlotte elected the most noble...” Charlotte finally turned her head and could no longer restrain the smile on her face:
”Thirteen of our round table members elected Loren Turin as the next Duke of Byrne!”
”God bless Turin -!!!”