Chapter 681 (2/2)

”Knights of Byrne, guests of the heavenly palace...”

A steady sound like a bell sounded in the hall. Count Eckert and Loren from the fort of anger looked at Charlotte respectively, raised their glasses and whispered to everyone:

”Today, at the first new moon in midsummer, the Baines finally have a new Duke, Loren Turin!”

The restless hall was quiet, and all eyes focused on Loren again.

Count Eckert, who raised his glass, stepped up to Duke Byrne with a determined look:

”I know that before the formal oath of allegiance, everyone in this hall had doubts about him; but now he has taken over the flag, and all of us will go to the big green sea to fight with the Centaurs and reproduce the great cause of the black Duke.”

”In that case, don't have any doubt; entrust your sword and shield to him; may the spirit of the knight King bless him, and may the female martial god Brunhild bless him.”

”May Byrne once again have an invincible Duke, so that the iron cavalry in the hometown of knights can conquer the four directions again, and fly the flag of the golden lion on all battlefields...”

”Where is this nonsense?!”

Under the attention of the public, the grumpy count angert smashed his glass and interrupted the toast of count Eckert. His thick voice roared in the hall:

”Today, we'll have a good drink; tomorrow, we'll die for him!”

”Long live Loren Turin, long live Byrne, God bless Turin --!” the old man holding the glass raised his arms, drank it up, and smashed the glass on the table again.

”Drink --!!”

The next second, a flood of cheers rang through the hall.