Black Iron Crown

"It can be seen..." The corner of Frant's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and he didn't know whether he was mocking himself or Leiner.

"You!" Reiner's fingers almost poked her face.

The intimidation just now didn't have the slightest effect, making him feel very humiliated, as if he had hit the cotton with a circle that had been stored for a long time.

"What's wrong? I'm just echoing your words, why are you so angry?" Frante looked at the annoyed Reiner with a half-smile.

"Huh... I'm looking forward to our married life!" Reiner sneered, and then said: "Then, you can leave now, and before we get married, we still belong to different camps!"

"But the peace treaty has been signed, and we are still Merland now... His Majesty's vassals, we should belong to colleagues!" Frante was unforgiving, and she had already accumulated a lot of resentment towards Rainer's attitude before. .

"Aren't you going?" Reiner raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I'll go!"

He walked out of this small room with Baron Valas, who was still seriously injured, and another Scarlet Griffin Knight.

"What... what's going on, my lord count?" Baron Valas was in a coma for a long time during his captivity, and he didn't know anything about what happened.

Reiner smiled wryly and said: "We have already made peace with those damned rebels. In order to convince us that they will not rebel again, that Sir Frant will marry us..."

"Didn't you think it was that Sir Frant who besieged us, she is a woman!"

Baron Valas widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief: "In other words, she..."

"That's right, she will be your Countess from now on!" Reiner said depressingly.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, Frant walked up to the three of them, and said to Baron Valas, "That's right, I will be the wife of your lord count from now on!"

Baron Valas stared blankly at Frante. Reiner really didn't expect that Baron Valas, who was brave and invincible on the battlefield, would be so ignorant.

At this time, Baron Valas was naturally extremely shocked.

It was beyond his expectation that a woman could force the Earl to such an extent on the battlefield.

not to mention,

He didn't expect that, in his opinion, this person with noble honor would actually become his countess.

After a while, he came to his senses, and said hastily and respectfully, "Uh... excuse me... Husband... Madame..."

Seeing the appearance of Baron Valas, Reiner couldn't help but sighed, but didn't say much.

Although he despises or even hates this fiancée, she will become his wife after all.

To a certain extent, it represents one's own prestige and dignity.

I can insult her and belittle her, but others can't. Such words are also a kind of damage to my dignity.

"Okay, you can leave!" Reiner frowned impatiently.

Two days later, in the suburbs, preparations for a simple marriage began.

The anti-rebel lords moved barrels of malt wine from Kasoren Castle and put them in this field.

All the tables in Castlen Castle were placed here. Although Reiner was reluctant about this marriage, it was one of the most important things in his life after all.

The rest of the lords also felt the same way, and it would be an insult to themselves if the wedding was not organized to the standard.

Therefore, although the material conditions here are very simple, at least simple ingredients are not lacking.

Some oil lamps were lit. Although the sun was hanging high in the sky, the brightness of the oil lamps could not be seen from a distance, but it still had the appearance it should have.

Baron Lindauer sat on the chair with an ugly face, his eyes were red, and he drank heavily.

A baron beside him noticed his abnormality and asked, "What's the matter, Baron Lindauer?"

"It's nothing, leave me alone!" Baron Lindauer waved his hand and smiled bitterly.

The sadness in his heart at this time can be imagined.

"Oh, I'm being selfish. She's the count's daughter. How could she be with me?"

On the other side, the Earl of Antares and the Earl of Merel were sitting on the chairs with resentful faces, and their indignant looks could be called mournful concubines.

The atmosphere of this wedding seemed very strange. Although a peace treaty was signed, it was a fact to express surrender to the counter-rebels.

The same is true for the counter-rebels. Those who hate this group of rebels the most are the lords who were beaten back after chasing the enemy.

However, no one is ignorant of good and evil. After asking the Earls of Jollal and Princetown, these people all understood the grievances between Reiner and Farrant.

Now for the sake of the royal family, he would rather marry his enemy, which made many lords admire.

Sitting on a chair, Reiner quietly waited for the wedding to begin.

Frant also walked into the venue wearing a "dress".

Because of the lack of temporary preparations, Frante was not able to put on a gorgeous enough wedding dress to match Reiner's identity.

Put on an armed suit and add some decorations on it, even if it is the wedding dress for this wedding.

And Reiner is almost the same, in addition to his armor, he also has a full set of chain armor on his body.

Because Frante's father and brother are not here, the person who will lead her to Reiner will be the older lord.

The witness is the oldest person selected by the royal family.

"Okay! Quiet! Quiet!"

The person in charge of hosting was Baron Moricardo, an old man in his sixtieth year. Although his title was not high, he was the uncle of the old emperor, and he was regarded as a highly respected person in the entire royal family.

Baron Moricardo, who was standing in the very center, beckoned to Reiner first, and he passed by.

After Reiner stood up, Baron Moricardo grabbed his hand and said in a low voice: "I have wronged you, child... You shouldn't have to bear this, but now I'm afraid it will cost you the rest of your marriage." ..."

It was rare to hear such soft words, and Reiner looked at the kind-faced Baron Moricardo, and relieved most of the bitterness in his heart.

At this moment, even the age spots on the other party's face looked so kind and kind.

During this period of time, he has been under pressure, and Reiner, who has never been so cared by his elders, couldn't help blushing, just like a grandson holding back tears in front of his grandfather.

"It's okay... this is the responsibility of the descendants of Moland!" Lenamin pursed his lips, although his eyes were red, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the wedding venue was completely quiet, and all the lords looked at the scene in front of them without saying a word.

"Ms. Farrant, enter!" Baron Moricardo shouted in a voice that was a little hoarse because of his old age.

After the voice fell, Baron Ans walked slowly to Reiner's side with a wedding dress torn from a broken military flag on top of his head.