Shaman from Afar

When the dark-haired wizard stepped into the main entrance of the Red Blood Fort's palace, the originally spacious hall was completely different from the original, and even became "crowded" a lot.

The most obvious is that the chairs in front of them are removed; under the dome chandelier, occupying the center of the hall is a huge round table with 13 identical seats around the round table, facing each other.

Behind each seat, there is a knightly flag gun raised up high, with heraldic flags with different patterns.

The black-haired wizard who frowned slightly raised his head, and as soon as he walked into the hall he could see the black lion flag facing the gate-the coat of arms of the Turin family.

"The seats of the Round Table Council are an ancient system that has continued from the second generation of the Knight King to the present day." Charles, who was right next to the black-haired wizard, explained with a smile:

"According to the regulations, the Turin family, who are descendants of the cavalier king, have the right to sit directly opposite the gate, and then all the cavalier lords, in turn, decide their status according to the distance from the duke himself."

"Simply speaking, the closer to the Duke's seat, the more honorable, generally reserved for the Duke's cronies, deputies, elders or the owner of the castle; the farther the seat from the Duke is reserved for the younger and Newcomers. "

"So, the so-called round table ..." Loren glanced at him with a meaningful smile: "Isn't it 'before the round table, everyone is equal'?"

"Of course, everyone is equal in power, but after all, age and experience have to be taken into account." Of course Charles could hear what he said, frowning slightly:

"As the core of the Round Table Parliament, the Duke can seek experience from the left and right elders, and this arrangement also allows the new young lords to communicate face-to-face with the Duke without being blocked by others."

The dark-haired wizard shrugged and was not prepared to argue with the housekeeper of the Red Blood Castle.

When the two entered the hall, the knights from all sides of Bairn had also arrived one after another-unlike the 13 seats, the chairs placed around the pillars of the hall were more casual, and there was a certain distance from the round table.

According to the ancient system of the Round Table Council, in addition to the thirteen knight lords, the remaining people have only the power to listen ... To put it simply, these people can only raise their hands or applaud.

He casually found a seat next to the colonnade, and the black-haired wizard deliberately avoided the crowds around him, and had no intention of talking with other knights. Charles, who had arranged the seats, had already turned away and walked outside the hall. .

Differently dressed, some even armed Bain knights, according to their respective territories or blood relations, gathered in groups of two, or excited or nervously lowered their voices and talked; the hall was everywhere It is a dense noise and noise.

This even makes the dark-haired wizard a little bit miss the original imperial trial-compared with the round table council that has not been held for two generations, the nobles of the Sky Dome House are obviously higher in "cultivation", packed with hundreds There was no noise in the lobby.

The pictures are either excited, excited, nervous, uneasy ... all kinds of expressions, just like they personally participated in the myths and legends that have been spread from word of mouth since childhood.

But this is not a myth, nor a legend;

This is reality, **** ... cold reality.

"The Lord of the Rock Fort, Earl Guy Anglet--!"

Charles's clear and loud voice went through the hall, and the noisy clamor was suddenly shocked!

Along with the shouting of the housekeeper of Red Blood Castle, a middle-aged National People's Congress over 60 years old stepped into the hall.

He wore a brown and black full knightly armor, which was clanging and powerful when he stepped; the cloak of the servant of the wind and dust did not know whether it was because he had just arrived at the Red Blood Castle.

The Earl of Guy Anglet stood at the round table, frowning and glanced at the heraldic flags behind the seats; the flags of the Anglet and the Glenwell family were switched inseparably, sitting in a stately manner The first seat on the left hand of the Turin family.

"Lord of Stormwind, Count Ayton Glenwell--!"

Suddenly, Ayton shook his head as he walked into the hall; this gentle-faced owner of Glenwell did not forget to say hello to Count Angut. What dissatisfaction with the move.

"Lord of White Horse Peak, Earl of Ambon Regrell--! Lord of Glory Tower, Earl of Id Gerant--!"

The two knights stood side by side and walked into the hall at the same time. The cloaks were red and blue, and they did not seem to be convinced of each other; the pace was the same, and the eyes were not squinted. They were all about to stand on the battlefield.

The dark-haired wizard sitting under the colonnade raised his eyebrows and looked at the guests who entered the hall ... or rather, the opponents Charlotte was about to face.

"Lord of the Rainbow Bridge, Earl Orkney Gareth--!"

The dark-haired wizard looked at the "knight" wearing a gray cloak and holding the book in his arms ... He had heard of the rumor of the Earl of Gareth, and only his court owned by the thirteen of Baine The wizard advisor is also one of the most tolerant in religion.

"The Lord of the Petronas Twin Towers, Earl William Gallihus--!"

The cry of the concussion hall continued. The knight who entered the hall this time had scars on his face and a large sword resembling the executioner on his back. The family crest was a burning Holy Cross.

This knight Loren had also heard about it; contrary to the one just now, the Gallihus family is known for their piety. The twin tower collars not only ca n’t see the wizard, but even the business is in a semi-regulated state ... because of this, small covenant De had complained to him several times.

"Lord of Soul Fortress, Earl Garnis Bowes--!"

The Bowes family guarding the northern gate of Byrne, the half-face torn by the scar and the family crest of the red lion on the chest, made people impressed by the 30-year-old knight.

"Lord of the Heart of the Lake, Earl Bell Marmalos--!"

This is the difference between the knight and the Earl of Bowes just now, and his serious eyes give a deep sense of oppression; the most special thing is that he has no dangling sword in his waist, but a spear in his back and right hand, even the family The coat of arms are all black and white, running through the lance of the blazing sun.

"Lord of the Peak, Earl Bolino Bossival--!"

The knight lord from the far east of Byrne has a steady pace and is quite a bit dressed in the style of the Poe Hussar; he quickly walked to the seat painted with the coat of arms of the white horse, and the Malaysian gold knife sat down.

"Lord of the Fury, Earl Tris Eckert--!"

Knight, the hometown of knights, is the chief of Fury in terms of the spirit of knights; the knight who strode into the hall attracted everyone's attention. This Count of Fury, in addition to the identity of the head of Eckert, is also the only knight academy in Bain Dean.

Also thanks to the blessing of a housekeeper, Loren was somewhat impressed by the count, because Sir John Ector, the captain of the Red Blood Guards, said that he was still the count's nephew ...

"Lord of the Speargun, Count Ur Salald-! Lord of the Broken Sword Tower, Count Cedric Elendil-!"

Another two knight lords who entered the hall at the same time, with a firm expression like the north wind of the Boundary Mountain, walked to their seats at the same time in the attention of everyone and sat down without hesitation.

And at the moment when the two knight lords sat down, all eyes of the whole hall turned to the main entrance at the same time; either expectation, or complexity, or disdain.

The dark-haired wizard raised his eyebrows, holding his shoulders and looking up slightly.

"Lord of the Red Blood Castle ..."

This time Charles's obviously raised voice ~ www.readwn.com ~ even the tail sound is particularly long:

"Count Charlotte Turin-!!!!!!"

The voice echoed in the hall for a long time, and countless eyes gathered at the same point; Charlotte, with his sword eyebrows upright, entered the hall slowly.

The look is majestic, and the movement is elegant and decent; the long sword is hung on the side of the skirt, so that everyone can't help but pay attention to it.

She is not only a girl, but also a true knight lord.

Step by step, Charlotte walked to his seat without hurry, stopping in front of the black lion flag on the black background; walking on the back of the chair, looking around the audience:

"In the name of Byrne, in the name of Turin, in the name of Red Blood Castle; thank you for being able to respond to my call and sit here with us."

"I, Charlotte Turin, the Lord of the Red Blood Castle, the Lord of Turin, and the descendants of the Knight King solemnly announced that the Round Table Council ...

Officially begin--! ! ! ! "