Chapter 1009 (1/2)
As night fell, the hot sun sank into the earth without saying a word, and the bright moon covered with stars and flying snow hung high in the sky; The red blood castle, which has been noisy for a whole day, still has no plan to be silent. Joy and joy are still filled in every street.
Banquets, banquets, banquets... There is probably no second people in the world who like banquets more than the Baines! The farmers in the countryside at least once a month, while the nobles want to have it every day.
Luxury is like the hospitality of the red blood Castle palace, from the aroma of red wine stewed beef to the flame like spicy and delicious red blood wine; It is as simple as the family banquets in the town outside the city wall, lighting oil lamps and torches in the alleys, setting up tables and chairs, real charcoal roasted pig feet and hungry black bread, coupled with new wine made in the soil, it is as refreshing.
Considering that many foreign guests may not know about Byrne's ”banquet custom”, Charlotte even placed long banquet tables in large and small squares and main streets in the city, filled with food and wine for people to enjoy.
From the red blood Castle palace to the outermost part of the town, countless people flow in the streets illuminated by fire and lights. The market in the daytime is not dispersed, but more lively.
On the street, on the roadside, in the hands of pedestrians, outside the shop, through the window... Flashing in the heavy snow, like the reflection of the Milky way.
No ruler can restrain his surging passion when he sees such a city - sitting in such a prosperous city means an elite army, sufficient taxes, and a powerful enemy. As long as the city is in hand, he will be invincible!
However, as the ”master” of the city, the black haired wizard at this moment does not feel any pride. Instead, he is very uneasy and stands alone on the main altar of Bain cathedral.
Byrne Cathedral, once bustling during the day, is now cold and can't see a person.
Of course, the party began. Everyone went to the red blood Castle palace. If it's all right, why would anyone come here?
But
”Pa!”
The crisp sound, like the friction between high heels and bluestone, made the black haired wizard's hair stand up somehow.
The black haired wizard, who was full of excitement, suddenly turned back, and a familiar figure appeared in front of the church gate; Through the light outside the door, a long shadow dragged out of the dark church, so that Loren couldn't see her face at all.
”Xia, Charlotte?”
The expression is very not calm, some flustered black haired wizard asked tentatively.
”Well...”
With a lazy arrogant hum, the countess threw it away, and the exquisite wine glass fell to the ground.
Loren shivered again.
With a drunken pace, Charlotte looked up step by step from the gate to the black haired wizard; If Lauren could keep a little calm at this time, he could notice that Charlotte came on the ”non-existent” red carpet on the floor according to Lina's speed and appearance during the day.
Unfortunately, Loren is in a panic now.
Very flustered.
Because according to what the little priest said before, there should be at least Weber, Charlotte and Ayn here, plus him, a total of four people.
But now, four people are reduced to two.
”Did you drink?”
Loren asked tentatively.
”Yes, of course I drink - today is a party, and the party should drink hard!”
When she really walked in, Loren found that Charlotte was already full of wine. The faint pink extended downward from her cheeks and dyed her ears and eyebrows red.
Loren suddenly remembered that Charlotte was drunk before and instinctively shrank back.
”Where are you going?!”
Charlotte screamed at once.
”Not going anywhere!”
”Then why do you want to hide? Don't hide...” after only two words, the staggering Countess exposed her drunken essence:
”Hide... Just want to run!”
Well, Loren wants to run more now.
”You, you... You...” shakily, Charlotte pointed to the black haired wizard with her right hand in a very ”awkward” tone and asked, ”why don't you ask... Where did Ayn and Webb go?”
”I... should I ask?”
”Ask! Must ask!”
”All right...” bit by bit he moved back, and Loren twitched his throat: ”where have they gone?”
”Who?” Charlotte asked deliberately.
”Ayn and Webb.” Loren resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
”Hee hee... Hei Hei hei...” Charlotte, with a red face, showed a conspiracy like smile: ”that little priest, I asked Charles to explain to him, and the time was changed to tomorrow morning; as for ayin...”
”I... got her drunk.”
Huh?!
”Look at your nervous look, worry!” snorted coldly. Charlotte glanced at Lauren: ”don't worry, she has been helped back to the room by Lina to sleep - she's drunk after only two bottles. Lottel's drinking capacity is really bad!”
After pulling the corners of his mouth, Loren dared not say a word more.
”So, my dear Duke of Byrne, Loren Turin, guess...” Charlotte pressed closer and closer: ”I'm so thoughtful and try my best to get a chance to be alone with you...”
”After all, for what?”
”I... uh... Don't know.”
Lauren smiled stiffly, ”why don't you tell me?”
Damn it, there's no way back!
After reaching out and touching, there was the statue of the Holy Cross. In front of him was the countess who pressed step by step and hung a ”successful smile” at the corners of her mouth.
”I tell you? Good...” Charlotte smiled and suddenly changed her expression: ”I think action is more direct than words!”
As soon as the voice fell, the countess, who was shocked all over, rushed straight like a suddenly awakened lioness!
It may be because of drunkenness, or more likely because Miss Charlotte Turin, the owner of the great Turin family, did not have the skill of ”rocket head hammer” in her knight training, so it was no accident
She's crooked.
”Poop!”
At the last second, the frantic Loren had to take the initiative to meet up and steadily catch Charlotte; Of course, the price is a head hammer on the chest.
With inertia and impact, the two fell together under the statue of the Holy Cross.
Pop!
Before Loren could get up, the drunken Charlotte pressed his chest and thigh and pressed the black haired wizard under him.
”Don't move!”
There was no need for her to ”scold”. Lauren didn't have the idea to get up at all. She was really motionless - just now that she was entangled like an octopus, moving more would not help except to ”wrap more tightly”.