"Kids, do you want us to do it again?"

Under Charles' gaze, Agnes walked into the room step by step, and came to the two of them, she kept looking at Charles, and her eyes shone with the same look, as if a cat had seen its favorite prey. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"No, no......" Charles instinctively declined the offer. Today I just have itchy hands and I am sparring with Ambassador Bismarck...... Enough of playing now. ”

Since he was a child, he has suffered enough from studying with this aunt, not to mention that the last time they met in the countryside, he was beaten to the ground by Agnes, and now he dares to dare to fight her again.

"What? How long has it been since you had enough of playing? Isn't that right? Young people should exercise more and not be tired easily. The corners of Agnes' mouth curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile, "Come on, let's play again!" It just so happens that I also have a little itchy hands today. ”

"Just spare me!" Charles couldn't help but smile bitterly, and in order to change the topic, he simply stretched out his hand to Bismarck, who was still half-squatting on the ground, "Sir, how is it?" Feeling better? ”

"It's much better." Bismarck grabbed Charles' hand, and then staggered to his feet, though still a little weak, he looked at Agnes with some surprise, "This is ......?" ”

"Let me introduce me." Charles stretched out his hand to Agnes, "This is my aunt, Lady Agnes de Nordrien, who is my mother's sister and the sister of the present-day Duke of Nordrien. Also, didn't I tell you before, when I was a child, there was a swordsman who specifically called me swordsmanship, and she ...... This is the master. ”

"What?" Bismarck was greatly surprised, and looked at Agnes dumbfounded, he really did not expect that this delicate and weak looking could have such ability, he could not believe it, but he also knew that this minister would not make such a joke for no reason.

"It's amazing." After looking at Agnes for a moment, he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Aunt Agnes, I'll introduce you to that too." Charles looked at Agnes again, "This is Mr. Otto von Bismarck, the Prussian ambassador to France, who has just arrived in Paris. He was a young and promising politician in Prussia and won the trust of the government......"

"Oh, hello, sir." Agnes didn't listen to Charles' further introduction, and nodded directly at Bismarck.

She wasn't interested in politics or diplomacy, and she didn't have any idea of what foreign dignitaries were talking about, so she didn't care at all what ambassador or minister was on the other side.

She leaned down and picked up the sword that Ambassador Bismarck had dropped to the ground, and with a flick of her wrist, the tip of the sword arced through the air. "Well, good weapons."

Then she looked back at Bismarck, "Sir, in terms of your profession, your swordsmanship is already good, and it seems that you should have worked hard when you were young, but just now you seem to be very rusty, your steps are very messy, and you have problems with your strength. ”

As she spoke, she gestured, lowered her shoulders and swept lightly, and the sword body danced like a spirit snake.

"If you used this trick just now, you would be able to support it for a while......"

"Your Excellency the Minister is very powerful, I can't beat him." Bismarck couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Even if I try to support myself, it's just a waste of time." You've taught a great student! ”

Although the feeling of losing was very uncomfortable, Bismarck was a big man after all, and he could afford to let it go, and he quickly put the unhappiness of this defeat behind him, and instead felt that it was a good opportunity to bring the two men closer - after all, not every ambassador had the opportunity to have such a duel with Chancellor Tréville.

"That's right, my students should always have some skills, no matter how bad they are." Although it seemed to be reproachful, there was a hint of ostentation in Agnes's tone, "You didn't lose to him very unjustly. ”

Then, she picked up her sword again, and then suddenly took a step forward, the tip of which stopped in front of Charles with a strong wind. "Charles, come, let's do it again!"

"No...... No need......" Charles hurriedly waved his hand.

"Don't refuse!" Agnes categorically interrupted him, "Are you going to disobey the teacher's orders?" Or are you scared? ”

"......" Charles felt a little embarrassed on his face.

has been so provoked by others, if you shrink again, I'm afraid you will be laughed at, even if you lose, you can't lose face, especially not under the gaze of others.

After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to pick up the sword in his hand again. "Then you can do it!"

"Hahahaha!" Agnes couldn't help but laugh, "Of course! Let's go! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she swung the sword in her hand and slashed directly at Charles's shoulder, although she looked thin, but the movement was so rapid that Bismarck felt that her eyes were dazzled.

Charles, who bore the brunt of the attack, hurriedly put his sword in front of him, blocking the ferocious blow, and the force of the rush was so great that he felt his hands tingle a little, and involuntarily took a few steps back. Agnes doesn't have a lot of power, but she's very skillful, using her body to sprint and make the impact much higher.

After Charles stepped back, his pace began to become more unstable, and Agnes certainly seized the opportunity and continued to attack, leaving him with a bitter word in his heart, and he could only struggle to hold on while being suppressed.

In his opinion, Agnes's movements were light and dexterous, and there was an indescribable sense of grace, and it was not at all obvious that he was close to forty years of age, and although his strength was slightly lacking, he still had a hard time resisting with the help of skill, and it was difficult for him to even perform a decent counterattack.

Originally, he planned to use a delaying method to slowly consume Agnes's strength, survive this round of attacks, and then counterattack, but to his surprise, Agnes's attacks seemed to be endless, suppressing him all the time, but instead making him stumble, and even his breathing was not smooth.

He felt that this was not the way to go, so he decided to force a counterattack, he shouted, and then forcibly struck the sword that Agnes had slashed with his sword, and then, taking advantage of the brief pause, suddenly forced a step forward, and then raised his sword and slammed it down on Agnes's shoulder.

However, Agnes, who had been a little sluggish, suddenly gave way to the side, and then stabbed him directly into the shoulder with a speed that he could not see, and Charles had to stop his attack and step aside.

At this moment, however, Agnes suddenly stood still, froze her body rapidly, and then twisted her waist and swung her sword heavily, tearing open the air with the tip of her sword, and swept towards him with a low sound of wind.

With a low muffled sound, the blade of the sword slammed into his chest and abdomen, so painful that he almost threw away the sword in his hand at once, staggered backwards again and again, and completely opened the door.

At this time, Agnes did not stop, she leaned forward again, and then struck the right rib of Charles with the tip of her sword - the same part of Bismarck's body that he had just struck him.

The same attack, of course, brought the same pain, and Charles could no longer hold it back, and the sword fell to the ground, and his defeat was declared outright.

"Ahh He half-crouched down clutching his chest, feeling like his tears were about to fall. "I surrender...... Stop fighting, auntie! ”

"It's worse than I expected." Agnes finally stopped, and her sword was also caught on the ground, and she stopped attacking. "Charles, you've been too wasted all these years."

Agnes, who had regained her static, regained her gentle and thin appearance, and she couldn't see that she had such agile movements just now, if she hadn't seen all this with her own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed that she was able to play the weapon in her hand so exquisitely.

"I ...... I...... How can I have so much time to practice......" Charles smiled wryly, gasping as he replied, now he only felt pain all over his body, especially his chest, which was so soreness that he could barely stand on his feet.

"If you don't have that ability, don't make fun of yourself! Don't you know the risks? Agnes scolded him, and then walked in front of him, "Really, at this age, you still have to fight with others, have you forgotten your identity?" "There are people in the world who can beat you."

As she spoke, she leaned down and hugged Charles, rubbed his chest, and pulled him to his feet.

"Really, they are all people with wives and sons, and they have to fight with others with swords, what do you let others do if something really happens? When you become a minister, you have to fight with others, how can there be such a joke in the world? I think you're getting a little carried away......"

Her whispered whining was only audible to Charles, and the touch on his chest made him feel better.

It turns out that she is here to teach me a lesson...... He suddenly understood why Agnes was so fierce to him.

Seems to be trying to teach me a lesson.

"I see, thank you......," he said quickly, "I just had a whim...... Because I had a good conversation with Ambassador Bismarck, I would like to have a good time, and I would never do that to others, so don't worry. ”

"Even if it's a spur of the moment." Agnes grimaced, "You have to remember that you are not alone now, you can be brave, but you should not take the initiative to risk yourself. ”

After a pause, she added in a low voice, "If there's anyone who needs to be killed, I'm not going to drag around like you...... If I come, two or three times will be enough, and keep him cold. ”

Charles was stunned again.

It was clear that Agnes had seen the strong hostility hidden in his heart towards Bismarck from the fight between the two of them just now, and also hinted that she could do it for her.

This made him both moved and a little worried.

I was moved that Agnes was willing to help him do such a thing, but of course I was worried that Agnes was too active and really did it.

"No, he is an ambassador to a foreign country, and we cannot jeopardize his safety...... You don't have to worry about him, I have a way to deal with him. Charles hurriedly stopped the other party, "Still, thank you, I ...... I'm really glad you were able to treat me like this. ”

"Hey, this kid, is it really stupid!?" Agnes couldn't help but laugh again, "You thank me for beating you like this!" ”

"If I can be supported by you like this, I will feel very comfortable even if I am beaten once." Charles replied.

Agnes was a little embarrassed at this time, she found that the two of them were almost together, she wanted to withdraw the hand that was holding Charles, but she was afraid that he would not be able to stand, so she had to knock his head with her hand. "What, do you still want to come to this set for your aunt? Aren't you really afraid of being beaten to death? ”

Bismarck, who was not far away, had been watching these two people talk and laugh, although he couldn't hear what they had just said, but it was obvious that they were not moved by this fight, and obviously the relationship was really good.

He had fully recovered from the blow he had just received, and his mind had refocused, watching the movement on the other side intently and indifferently.

Agnes had really taken him aback by what he had just done, he had never imagined that a woman who looked so quiet and delicate could be so terrible that the Minister of Trevier was powerless to fight back - the Minister was already one of the best swordsmen he had ever seen in his life, and had just defeated him.

The most terrifying thing is that he has never heard of such a powerful swordsman before, which shows that the hidden power of this young man cannot be underestimated.

It is not surprising that a wealthy family like the Tréville family secretly hides some lackey killers, which was already the case among the great nobles in the Middle Ages, but I didn't expect that there would be such a swordsman who was difficult to guard against beforehand.

Could it be that there is a more powerful killer hidden in the shadows? He couldn't help but think in his heart, and then subconsciously glanced around. The dull air had no way to give him any answers.

In any case, this shows that Chancellor Tréville is a figure worthy of his efforts.

At the same time, another thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

When he first introduced, he heard that the minister directly addressed the woman as a lady, and she also used her real surname. It seems that she is not married, which is a bit unusual.

With a heart full of doubt, Bismarck quietly stared at the other side.

They're really a little too close.

"I'm sorry, sir, I hope I didn't make a bad impression on you this time......" After a while, Charles finally recovered fully and walked in front of Bismarck with a smile on his face again. Please believe that you are the first guest to be invited by me to practice swordsmanship so far, because you have ignited my passion for struggle. ”

"If you want to maintain the friendship of men, the sword is more effective than anything else." Bismarck nodded, not at all angry, "Your Excellency, rest assured, I am very satisfied with your hospitality...... Of course, next time we should not fight like this, it will be hard work. ”

"Haha...... Rest assured, this is the last time, and we won't need to use it to decide the winner in the future. Charles laughed, "Let's go to dinner." ”

Charles really didn't plan to play like this with the other party anymore, and he also knew that in fact, it didn't make much sense to win in swordsmanship, because for a country and an army, personal courage is not of much value, and the victory or defeat of two people can only be solved by the battle of hundreds of thousands of troops.

However, this victory still gave him a great psychological advantage, which made him so happy that he even walked a little briskly.

Men do sometimes have to be wayward a few times, he thought to himself.

And when they arrived at the restaurant, Charlotte had already arranged dinner.

"What did you just do?" Looking at the disheveled appearance of the two men, she couldn't help but be surprised, "Why are they all dressed like this?" ”

"We just had a conversation." Charles smiled and replied, "It strengthens our friendship......

"What are you crazy about?" Charlotte interrupted him loudly, and then walked up to him, obviously a little panicked, "Why did you get into a fight with the guests?" Didn't get hurt, did ......? ”

As she spoke, she ran her hand over Charles' clothes to make sure he wasn't hurt.

"I'm fine...... "Charles" shrugged, "we're really just friendly and friendly." ”

"Really, they're all old and doing ridiculous things!" After making sure that her husband was fine, Charlotte finally relieved herself, and then scolded her husband again, "Can't you be serious once in a while!" ”

"Okay, okay Charlotte, I'm just playing occasionally...... Charles coaxed her, "don't lose your temper, the others are still watching." ”

"Don't mess around if I'm afraid I'll lose my temper!" Charlotte scolded him again.

However, she finally restrained herself, gave him a "I'll clean you up later" look, and sat back in a huff.

As the couple were arguing, Agnes looked at them and couldn't help but laugh heartily, looking very happy for their relationship.

Knowing that Charles and the Prussian ambassador had something to discuss, Charlotte and Agnes quickly finished their meal and left the restaurant, and Charlotte took her two precious sons upstairs to the playroom for the little ones, and Agnes followed.

"Aunt Agnes, what are you looking for me this time?" She asked.

"I have a request for you now." Agnes whispered, "My brother has a request for you, to be exact. ”

"Your brother?" Charlotte was stunned for a moment before she realized who she was talking about, "What is the Duke of Nordrien looking for us?" ”

This duke is Charles's uncle, but the two families have long been out of contact with each other because of some things, Charlotte is an arrogant person, so after marrying Charles, she has no intention of whispering to repair the relationship between the two families, so she still has no contact, which is why she is a little curious.

"What else could ......," Agnes smiled wryly, "people can only find relatives who have not been in contact for many years, and generally only for money." ”

"Want to borrow money?" Charlotte somewhat understood.

So, she sneered.

"In Paris, people talk about everything, but they don't talk about borrowing money. Besides, didn't Charles already give him a large sum of money? ”

Just a few years ago, Charles once wrote an IOU to his uncle in order to smooth out his mother's affairs, and later he kept his promise to give the other party a large sum of money, and this feeling of being blackmailed was unbearable for Charlotte, so she has been haunted by it.

"He has been engaged in speculation recently, and he has lost a lot of money, so I don't think he has that ability." Agnes sighed. "So he panicked and came to beg me for help......"

"Where do you have the money? He's not looking for you just to find us. Charlotte said coldly, "This person is really, he wants to borrow money and refuses to come directly!" ”

"If he came on his own, you'd probably not want to see him." Agnes still smiled wryly, not at all showing her usual brilliance.

After all, I still have some attachment to my family, and I want to help even if my family doesn't treat me well.

Charlotte understood.

She hated the uncle, but if it was Agnes, it would have been different.

"How much does he want to borrow?"

"If it's a small amount, he won't have to beg me." Agnes was still very depressed, "I'm afraid it's going to be millions, and he's going to fill the shortfall." ”

"Is he really his cash cow?" Charlotte frowned.

It took a while for her to recover from her anger. "Agnes, I'm willing to lend them for your sake...... But they have to have tokens. ”

"Tokens?" Agnes didn't quite understand.

"Real estate, fields, whatever it is, mortgage it for me." Charlotte said coldly, "If I feel enough, he can get the money." ”