Shaman from Afar

"what did you say?!"

The deadly silence, the vocal hall instantly turned into a quiet and peaceful tomb.

Count Guy Anglet's forehead, with his eyes full of fury, was exposed, and his shuddering cheeks were red, as if he was desperately trying to contain a force that was about to crack.

Ayton Grenwell also widened his eyes, as if he didn't believe the words he had just heard. "Unbelievable" seemed to have been engraved on his face.

The knights of the entire hall were staring at the dark-haired wizard who was facing the Earl of Angert, or the complex or shocking expression was dazzling.

The knight lords in front of the round table also had different expressions; the lords in the south looked at each other, I do n’t know what to do; the white horses and the glorious towers clenched their swords, and were ready to pounce on them;

The mountain and rock guards in the west are all red-faced, and they wish that an axe would hack this unspeakable little boy; but the Eastern knights headed by the Wangwang Peak, all holding a smile, are all ready to watch the play.

Only Charlotte was sitting on his seat, his hands tightly pulling his skirt; clenching his teeth, his frowning frown, and his eyes staring anxiously at the still "dead to repentance" bastard.

No, don't do this ...

Loren Turin, I don't care what you want, only this time ...

Just this time, do n’t mess around?

Bow your head and admit a mistake to Grandpa Angut; Grandpa Angut is actually very nice, and I will not treat you like me ...

"I said, why?" The dark-haired wizard slowly put his hands behind his back, his calm eyes never panicking:

"If you want me to leave, you can give it a try."

Inside the hall, the needle drop can be heard.

Loren frowned slightly, reminding him of the scene at the time of Yuqian's trial-the same nobles, hundreds of ambitious ambitions, and a "big heart" who was hostile to himself. , The prestigious elder.

Why do they all have hostility towards themselves and speak against each other?

Just because you are a wizard, just because you are a viscount of the empire, and an advisor to the royal family?

No, it is not so; not because of how bad they are, but because they need a "good enough person" to be their target, a target that can unite everyone else.

These people ... aside from tradition, character, faith, history and customs, how different can they be from the three hundred nobles in the Sky Vault, and the six cabinet ministers who each harbor ghosts?

The black-haired wizard did not move.

But Count Angut has moved!

Only last night came from Shanyanbao, the dusty old man stepped forward; the two knight lords, Regrell and Gerant, were red and blue, almost simultaneously drawing their swords and blocking them.

"clang--!"

The old man with a steady pace did not even draw a sword, and the two men were swayed by the armor's bracers; the anger was wide, and the sound of Hong Zhong:

"Retreat--!"

The two counts were bloodless and raised their heads in disbelief as they watched the old man walk in front of them, kneeling on the ground holding his right hand that was in pain.

The next second, the old man with the sword in his right hand was standing in front of Loren.

"Looking at summer ... for the sake of the Earl of Turin, and because you are a Turin, I will give you one last chance." Earl Angut gritted his teeth and pointed his right finger at the gate:

"Get out now, I don't blame what happened just now!"

Charlotte on the seat bit his bottom lip, and his angry pupils seemed to want to tear the dark-haired wizard directly into two pieces.

I beg you, Loren;

Look down, don't do stupid things ...

"Sir Guy Angert ... for your part as an elder, if I have done something offensive just now, please accept my apology."

Looking at Earl Angut who gritted his teeth in front of him, Loren was sinking:

"But if you want me to get out of that door, please do it yourself."

"clang--!"

The steel front came out of the sheath and hit the black wizard's right shoulder heavily; the sharp blade pressed against the neck, and the cold was pressing.

Looking at the black-haired wizard who was motionless from beginning to end, the stiff old man's gray eyebrows were loose, showing an unbearable expression:

"Boy, are you really afraid of death ?!"

"I came back from the north of the Valley of Blood Skeleton and slaughtered the ogres in Lotel." Loren raised his eyebrows and spoke contemptuously:

"A piece of iron can't scare me."

The old man's expression changed abruptly, and his eyes were obviously different.

"Count Earl, please don't be impulsive!"

At the moment when the situation was about to get out of control, Ayton Glenwell finally stood up, and an anxious voice suddenly sounded in the hall:

"You guys, please keep calm, now we are not infighting!"

At the same time as he spoke, Eckert of Fury Castle and Bowes of Loyalty Soul got up at the same time, stopping the Western lords led by Angert.

"calm?"

A sudden voice came again, and Ayton, who had just appeased the others, turned his head in shock, staring at the person who interrupted himself.

"Seriously, does this mood of" calmness "really exist in this hall?"

Damn, Loren Turin, what on earth do you want to do? !

But Loren was just looking at the old man who was glaring at him in front of him. He was not interested in taking care of the Earl of Stormburgh: "Really, I never doubted Baine's loyalty to the Turin family, and I believe that you are sincere and not all pregnant Yes, otherwise I wo n’t be able to stand here alive. "

"Since you know it, it should be ..."

"But!" The black-haired wizard interrupted Earl Angart's words again, and said coldly: "I didn't see you, I really put myself where I should be."

"Otherwise ... When the Black Duke was deposed, where were the knights of Byrne?"

"When the empire sent the governor to rule the entire Baine, where were the knights of Baine?"

"Where are the knights of Byrne when Gaspar Wien is domineering and even preparing to overhead the Turin family ?!"

"When that blood church captured the cathedral that night, where were you ?!"

At this moment, the dark-haired wizard suddenly turned his head, and the dark pupil swept across the face of every knight in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Do n’t tell me you do n’t know ... because anyone with a normal brain, ears and eyes can see Come out what Gaspar Wien wants to do! "

"At that time, you watched with cold eyes; now Gaspar fell, you all stand up one by one, and what have you done?" The dark-haired wizard asked coldly and asked:

"Apart from clamoring in this hall and encouraging the rebellious empire, what have you done?"

"If you really are so intolerable to the empire, why didn't you rebel in the year when the Black Duke was ousted? Just to be at this time, at such a time when all Bain must be united ?!"

"Your support for the Turin family has become a bargaining chip against the Turin family-I can tell you now that once Turin rebels, greeting you will no longer be a grand imperial mission, but ten. Ten Thousand Army! "

An uproar—!

There was a clamor in the hall, and the knights were excited everywhere. They were as blushing as they were about to go to the battlefield. The look of the dark-haired wizard was even more eager to kill him now.

"Byan is fearless!" Earl Angut's eyes were sharper than his sword:

"To fight, then fight!"

"But this war is not someone else but you picked it up; you persecuted the Sky Vault and brought the Turin family and the entire Bain into such an unprepared war ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The dark-haired wizard is still His face did not change: "It is still under the premise that Count Charlotte Turin did everything possible to do his best to fight for dignity and independence for Byrne, and at the same time, without destroying the spirits, he wanted to destroy peace that was on the verge of danger. "

"Tell me, Count Angut, do you call the lord the loyalty loyalty ?!"

"Tell me, Byrne, do you call the costly exchange 'loyalty'?" The dark-haired wizard asked loudly:

"Isn't Charlotte Turin only agreeing to fight against the empire, would you be willing to give her your sword?"

The screaming Loren was red-faced, and the crackling sound echoed unscrupulously in the hall.

"Answer me, Byrne ... Do you dare, dare to answer ?!"

Loren turned back suddenly, his eyes fixed on the old man's face, as if he had forgotten that he had a sword on his neck:

"Count Guy Anglet, do you dare?"