Chapter 676 (1/2)

As the priest's trembling voice fell, the atmosphere was repressed again.

The silence of the thirteen Knight lords standing in front of the round table made the knights in the hall nervous; The sudden silence made the original sacred ceremony a little more strange.

Charlotte, standing in front of the round table, suddenly tightened her hands and breathed a little fast.

Even these earls had to agree at that time under the pressure of the moment and their own coercion; But one night... They have plenty of time to rethink.

Even now, they still have the opportunity to go back... But the consequence is the civil war in Bain and the intervention of the heavenly palace. The final result may be that the Turin family can no longer regain the glory of the past.

And the villain who hid behind the twelve earls and used everyone's fears and concerns to frustrate the last hope. He still hasn't been able to find him

And how much pressure is Loren, who is forced to stand on the cusp of the storm by himself?

The countess hesitated to raise her eyes, but was stunned to find that the black haired wizard's expression was very leisurely, as if the tension had nothing to do with him.

Yes, it's over.

At present, Loren may be the only one in the hall who knows what the ”villain behind the scenes” is doing now; He wouldn't have stood here if he hadn't made an agreement in advance.

As for these earls... They were just reluctant to look at his expression, and Loren couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Should come, or will come

The old man took a full glass of wine from the knight on one side, went to Loren without saying a word, and raised his eyebrows with a cold hum.

”Don't be nervous, boy.” count angert snorted coldly and brought the glass to Lauren's eyes: ”don't worry, since I've promised, I'll never go back.”

”Angert of the Rock Castle is not the careful bosiwar, but also specially made a golden washbasin to toss people!”

Looking at the glass in front of her, Lauren barely smiled.

Well, at least it looks like a very ”ordinary” glass.

”I'm a happy man. I don't like those empty ones.” the old man shoved the glass into Lauren's hand. ”Drink it and we'll forget our grudges.”

”When you get to the battlefield, the angote family will work hard for you!”

Looking at the old man's informal expression, like a loyal elder; Loren no longer hesitated, picked up his glass and drank it.

Then he regretted

That's not wine at all, that's lava and sulfuric acid... As soon as half a cup of wine entered the throat, the expression of the black haired wizard began to twist. A fire line flowed directly into the body along the throat, and the blood was boiling uncontrollably, almost burning up!

The flushed Lorraine looked down and saw that a ”loyal elder” had a very treacherous smile on his face.