Shaman from Afar

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In the Red Blood Castle at midnight, the dome is a shining star, and the courtyard is covered with a faint cold mist; the thin mist of gauze will divide into morning dew at dawn, embellishing the crystal-clear summer flowers.

"Something?"

In the dark courtyard, the dark-haired wizard was sitting on the chair opposite the countess, his fingers rubbing against the edge of the cup, and the mellow syrup swirled with the shaking of the cup.

Playing with the wine glass in his hand, Loren, who sniffed its fragrance, did not mean to drink, and looked at Charlotte, who left him specially, with a puzzled eyes.

"Ok."

The unsmiling countess just nodded slightly, and also had no interest in drinking. She didn't even look up at him, just snorted as an answer.

When the other party was silent, Loren could only be very careful in guessing the reason why the other party left him; this countess was not a broad-minded person, and his own school in the palace hall today can be said to greatly offend her, so let Was I staying to scold myself when no one was there?

Hmm ... this is very consistent with her character.

Being able to save face while outsiders and small wizards are probably the limit for this proud Countess; if he does not give her a chance to vent, something will happen sooner or later.

This is not deliberate accommodation, but at least respect ... People and people, because the educational background and background are bound to be very different, the unnecessary faces abandoned at the critical time may be better for some people than his Life is more important, because this is the idea they were instilled from childhood, rather than shame even if they die.

Forget it, in terms of the interests of both parties, anyway ...

"Sorry."

"Ugh?!"

Before the dark-haired wizard responded, Charlotte, who frowned, had put down the glass in his hand and stood up from the seat with a serious expression, his hands clasped in front of him, and bent down.

Loren, who had no precautions, sat stiffly in the chair, staring at the countess bowing to him in amazement.

"Although I realized later, I'm not stupid ..." He slowly stood up and raised his chest. The countess' expression was very calm and calm.

"Your behavior in the hall of the palace seems rude, but actually saved my life ... Otherwise, I am afraid that this palace has been stained red with blood and has become a real" Red Blood Fort "."

"Even if I can die with Gaspar, the Governor of Byron, a symbol of imperial power, died in the palace of the Red Blood Castle, and the Turin family must be hit hard by this ... maybe one generation, or even two generations, can't save the situation!"

"And in order to save me and the Turin family, you took a dangerous move and transferred the goal of Gaspar's hatred to yourself ... this kind of love, I owe you."

"You're welcome, Count; I did it just because ..."

"I'm not afraid of death, but ... I want to live; I want to bring back the glory of the Turin family that has fallen in the hands of 'Black Duke' Roland Turin, and let the golden lion's flag fly on this land again!" Charlotte 'S expression was determined, and there was no trembling in his voice:

"For the purpose, I do not hesitate to do business with the devil and evil spirits!"

Loren didn't open his mouth, looked directly at those eyes calmly, and nodded slightly.

Going alone to the Imperial Capital and negotiating with Brandon de Salion ... Even such a faint hope would not give up, enough to show her determination.

After a long silence, the garden under midnight became very quiet.

"Besides, I want to thank you."

The countess's voice was very soft, and the corner of her mouth seemed to want to smile, but the next moment became cold.

The dark-haired wizard looked at her, hesitantly.

"Before today, no ... it was before Gaspar said that ..." Charlotte clutched the glass, and the bright red syrup oscillated in the glass:

"I absolutely dare not imagine that he could do such an excessive thing, and step on the feet of the dignity of the Turin family without fear!"

"I always thought that he would be at least somewhat afraid of the Golden Lion of Red Blood Castle. Even if it is too much, we should maintain equal respect; even if we lose the title of Duke, we have controlled Red Blood Castle for hundreds of years. , Deeply rooted in this land, no one dares to humiliate us even if it falls! "

"I was wrong, and it was very wrong ... In Gaspar's eyes, the status of our two parties has never really been equal!"

Charlotte took a deep breath, with an unmatched sense of humiliation in his voice: "In his eyes, we are just a puppet. The so-called respect and courtesy are nothing but shame and comforting tricks; as long as we are willing Step us under your feet! "

"I want to thank you ... if it were not for your presence, maybe I was still blinded by Gaspar's hypocritical mask, thinking he was still afraid of the Turin family ... maybe I can never see such a **** as it is now. the truth!"

"Now that I have seen the truth, I will not escape ... as you said, this is a fighting game between the Turin family and the Governor-General Baine." The countess's eyes were determined:

"What do you need me to do?"

The dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine glass that slipped off the ground, and raised his mouth: "First ... Be clear about your enemy."

"We can only fight against Gaspar, not Governor Byrne ... and the empire represented behind it. That is the force that the Red Blood Fort can't compete with right now!"

Charlotte looked at him quietly, his eyes fixed.

"And now people are in a state of panic and the torn red blood castle is precisely because of the confrontation between the governor's house and the Turin family-and now you have ten days to bring them back to Turin, This is the best thing to do right now. "

"Use your wrists and spirit to conquer them! Let them only see the glory and glory of the Turin family, and see a strong and unexpected Earl of Red Blood Castle, instead of carrying the responsibility and heavy Charlotte · Turin. "

"Let them forget your gender, age, experience and experience, and then bend their knees in front of the Earl of Red Blood."

Playing with the cup in his hand, Loren's playful expression is extremely serious: "We want to cut off the running dogs and wings of the Governor's Mansion, so that the Red Blood Fort becomes an iron plate that they can't start, so the internal loyalty and stability are necessary."

"And after integrating the Red Blood Castle, we can only focus our attention on Bain ... Turin is the family that ruled Bain. The old prestige can give you a lot of convenience, and your identity as a woman can also make you The other party ignores you to a certain extent and does not regard you as a threat to them. "

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This statement made Charlotte frown slightly, but she also knew that what Loren said was all facts: "Will it be too early to join other counts now? I am worried that this will attract the attention of the empire ... "

"Union? No ... on the contrary, all you have to do is find the contradiction between them and divert their attention; then in the situation where they face each other, become the mediator's party and take advantage of it!"

The dark-haired wizard slowly stood up, took the wine glass from the countess, and poured it into his empty cup: "Do you really think that the situation facing the Turin family and the Red Blood Castle is not what they want to see? Or ... still loyal to the Turin family and have n’t secretly reached a secret agreement with Governor Byrne? "

"Rumors, rumors, turmoil, riots ... When you open your eyes, you will know who is behind the door to encourage, subsidize and promote, so that the situation will be in their favor."

Looking at the silent Charlotte ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ smiling Loren put the glass back in her hand:

"It's ok."

"Whether they are enemies, friends, traitors, loyal officials ... When the dust settles, they will have to quit the game;"

"Because there is only one winner ..."

Gently knocked on the countess's glass, and Loren, who picked up the cup, drank it, and then turned away.

At this moment ...

"thank you!"

Charlotte, who spoke suddenly, stopped the dark-haired wizard, but didn't look back, but just smiled: "Did I say that, these ..."

"Thank you ..." The Countess's voice clenched her teeth, but she was very determined:

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