Chapter 851 (1/2)
In hindsight, Loren couldn't remember how he came back; Because when he returned to God, he was outside the red blood castle.
From the cloud peak to the bain border, and then from the border to the count of the red blood castle in the North Central... When she returned to the red blood castle alone, dusty and disheveled, Charlotte Turin, the Countess of the red blood castle, seemed to have expected that he would arrive at this time and stood ”waiting” outside the palace gate.
Just below the gate, the countess in a long black and red dress, with a meticulous expression, stared at Duke Byrne, who looked like a wandering knight. Her head was raised and her sharp eyes looked down slightly, as if they could pierce his face.
Cold eyes, serious expression, arrogant posture, dignified and murderous atmosphere... It's almost as bad as carving the words ”strangers are not allowed to enter” in front of that bright and white forehead.
Such a scene is somewhat similar to the first time they met.
”Your Excellency, today is the 64th day of your 'expedition' to Yunling kingdom.”
Charlotte looked at the dark haired wizard calmly and embarrassed, with no emotion in her voice: ”remember... What did you promise me before you set out?”
”Er... Vaguely remember some.” strong pressed the ”bouncing” heart, Lauren showed a slightly flattering smile: ”I promised for up to two months, that is to say...”
”You're late... Four days.” Charlotte still stared at him without emotion and looked straight. ”Did I remind you that we should negotiate with the Holy Cross in two months to decide the candidate of bishop Byrne?”
”Er... It seems that there is such a thing...”
”Did I tell you that the messenger of Duke Arles will come back at any time to discuss the joint encirclement and suppression of trolls, heretic groups and trade routes?”
”Should... Should...”
”Did I also say that his highness Brandon's people have come to urge us several times to solve the supply route of the saxophone Legion in Boyi as soon as possible?”
”I remember this! Lucian reminded me!” the flattering black haired wizard quickly added, asking with great concern:
”How's the situation? Is it serious? I'm not here... Did they make it difficult for you?”
”Look what you said, how could it be... They are all kind elders who are easy to talk.”
Charlotte said faintly, turning her steps lightly and giving way to the door by mistake: ”please come in quickly - seeing such a embarrassed and unimaginable Duke of Byrne will really damage the face of the Turin family and Byrne and make the people and nobles lose confidence in the Turin family.”
”In addition, the messenger of the church has been waiting for a long time. Please rectify it as soon as possible and prepare to meet them.”
”Uh... Okay.”
Although he felt something was wrong, the obviously unjustified black haired wizard could not say anything at this time. He could only follow the countess and enter the castle.
Almost as soon as I stepped into the gate, I heard a loud roar from the door shafts on both sides.
”Hoo - bang!”
Loren was startled and saw that the door behind him had been tightly closed!
The two guard Knights stood on both sides of the door like sculptures, turned very ”wisely” to face the door, resolutely executed the order of the Countess of red blood castle, and pretended not to see their Duke.
There was no way back, and there was a pursuer in front - the careless Loren found himself in a trap.
”Xia, Charlotte, what are you going to...”
Just as the surprised Lorraine turned his head, he saw the countess who looked like frost staring at him dead; Some familiar memory suddenly goes back, which makes the black haired wizard instinctively retreat
Dong -!
Duke Byrne, who escaped a slap in the face, was still hit by the slender riding boots under his long skirt.
”Hmm --?”
The black haired wizard who ate the pain almost jumped up and jumped several times in pain. He performed ”Golden Rooster independence” in public.
Leng hum took back the protruding boots, loosened the gently pinched skirt, and Charlotte quietly returned to the original state, as if nothing had happened just now.
”Lord Loren Turin... Do you know why?”
There was no beginning or end, but Loren could hear some deep resentment.
”Uh... I know.”
The black haired wizard who twitched at the corners of his mouth tried to control himself from shouting and smiling.
”It's good to know, so I don't have to try to explain...” slightly nodded, Charlotte narrowed her eyes, and the exposed veins in her temples proved how much anger she was enduring.
Three years ago, she would have been desperate to swallow Loren Turin's belt tendons alive, and she didn't even have to spit out bones.
But three years later, the Countess of red blood castle has learned how to vent her anger and dissatisfaction ”without losing grace” on the premise of maintaining her manners.
”Well, Lord Laurent Turin, the leader of the thirteen leaders of Byrne and the successor of the Turin family...”
Every time the murderous Countess said a word, she took a step forward. The syllables between the words were spitting out from the cherry lips, but they were like the products of the bloody mouths of the great beasts:
”If you dare to abandon your duties next time, take risks alone, and throw the burden of the whole principality to your ministers...”
”She had to face the cold eyebrows and arrogance of the church; the disappointment of the Duke's envoy and the urging of the prince step by step...”
”She had to please and comfort again and again, and did everything she could to entertain these important envoys who felt that she had been neglected and ignored. She made up all kinds of lies all day to deceive them not to leave...”
”Four days, four days... If you dare to let me experience such four days that life is worse than death and life is like a year...”
Step by step, Charlotte, who finally stood in front of Lauren with a ”pa!”, was so enthusiastic that almost the whole person attached to Lauren.
Of course, it is the ”enthusiasm” that wants to cut him thousands of times.
”In the name of the Knights of the Turin family, I promise you as the count of red blood castle...”
Lorraine, who dared not move, stood still. Looking at Charlotte's elegant and cruel voice, she calmly threatened:
”The red blood Castle palace will not leave you any place. Don't forget that this is my castle - just get ready and sleep on the street!”
With a heavy cold hum, the riding boots suddenly turned back and made a clear sound on the slate. Ten steps away, you can feel her ”resentment” around her delicate body.