King's Landing in France

Chapter 16 Duel Established
At this time, the crowd who had been watching Fabry's speech noticed the commotion here.

But the onlookers didn't seem to be able to grasp the situation immediately. An Ning heard someone muttering in a low voice: "What's the matter, are the young nobles jealous?"

An Ning remembered that she was also wearing chaps now, and she also brought a maid with her, so she was not recognized by the trousers as one of her own.

But this was only temporary, because the one whose gloves were thrown immediately helped An Ning.

"God's belly button!" He said a word that means "fuck" in French, "You, the son of a cobbler, dare to throw my gloves? I am Count Reginald! My father is the Marquis de Lichar !"

An Ning sneered: "What earl, do you have a title? Just call yourself an earl! You are just like me, an ordinary commoner!"

The son of the Marquis is called an earl, which is actually a title of honor, not that he really has the title of earl.The title of title can only be passed down according to the order after the death of the rightful owner.

Now the surrounding onlookers understood the situation, and then the trousers immediately stood by An Ning's side, and began to clamor for support: "That's right! The Marquis is your father, we call you Earl just to be polite! "

"Fuck his cobbler's son!"

Reginald was furious: "What are you talking about? I'm a nobleman! Even if I don't inherit the title, I'm still different from you ordinary people! How dare you compare us?"

"What's the difference?" Mably stood beside An Ning, "Your earl is a false title, but I am the real earl. I don't think there is any difference between me and this cobbler's son!"

Saying that, Mable turned to An Ning: "Very good, young man! Say no to the nobles bravely! A duel requires a witness from each side, and I am willing to be your witness!"

An Ning nodded: "Thank you, Sir Marbury..."

"Call me sir." Mably corrected, "A knighthood is just a title, and some people just can't see this clearly, so they deceive themselves!"

An Ning nodded, and then said to the man named Reginald: "Well, I already have witnesses on my side, and there are so many people watching, if you refuse to duel, you will become the laughing stock of Paris! Tomorrow every tavern will spread the word that the son of the Marquis Lichar was scared out of his wits by the son of a cobbler!"

Reginald smiled: "Hmph, do you think I will refuse? What are you kidding, I have received the best sword training since I was a child!

"Although my brothers are trained to deal with errands, I am different. My swordsmanship is real! Isn't it just a duel? I promise, you should write to your parents in the countryside as soon as possible and let them Come collect your corpse!"

After Reginald finished speaking, several of his followers laughed: "I didn't expect that there would be someone who doesn't have eyes to fight with you Reggi!"

"Don't he know that Reggie has already won three duels?"

Good guy, it seems that this Reginold is still a victorious general in duels.

Reginald: "We will also have a witness on our side, and then we need a third-party witness. I think it's better to ask His Excellency the Duke to be the witness..."

At this time, a voice came: "Your Excellency, I am afraid that you don't have such time. Why don't you let me be the third-party witness."

An Ning followed the prestige and saw a tall and well-dressed gentleman who looked like a priest in his attire.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Emmanuel Sieyès. As you can see, I am a priest. I want to serve as a third-party witness in my capacity. There shouldn't be any major problems."

An Ning was startled. What day is it today? This afternoon, we met Mably first, and then Sieyès. Did the historical figures of the Great Revolution line up to appear on the stage?
Although this Sieyès was a priest and belonged to the first level in the three-level council, he ran to the third level and wrote a famous pamphlet "What is the third level".

There is a famous saying in this booklet: What is the third level?is everything!
But An Ning thought about it again, the Royal Palace is now the main center for the dissemination of enlightenment ideas in Paris, and it is estimated that progressives living in Paris now come to the Royal Palace from time to time.

Then it's not uncommon to bump into a progressive or two near the Palace Royal.

Reginald looked very happy: "Very good! This way we have enough witnesses, Your Excellency, you decide the time for the duel, and as the person who is brought up to the duel, I have the right to choose the weapon, I choose Dagger as a dueling weapon!"

Sieyès: "That's your right, but it's time for the duel. Let me first ask the cobbler's son, how are you doing tomorrow afternoon?"

An Ning nodded: "No problem, tomorrow afternoon, as for the place, I'm not very familiar with Paris. Is there any place in Paris where the son of a nobleman can splatter three feet of blood without looking awkward?"

"The lawn near the Bois de Boulogne is good." Someone shouted among the onlookers, "I'm still going out there this spring."

An Ning glanced at the speaker, and found that it was a gentleman dressed as an intellectual, wearing a monocle.

An Ning guessed that he might be an employee of a business firm or a clerk of the Paris municipality.

Now Paris has raised quite a large number of small bourgeois groups, and these people will later become part of the sans-culottes and be involved in the torrent of the times.

Sieyès nodded: "Okay! Then it's decided, the lawn north of the Bois de Boulogne, tomorrow afternoon! Both of you, please come to the appointment on time with your witnesses!"

After Sieyes finished speaking, he turned to look at An Ning: "Sir, I haven't asked your name yet."

"My name is Andy Frost, the son of a cobbler." An Ning deliberately added her father's occupation.

Sieyes sighed: "To be honest, I admire your courage very much, but it is obviously not wise to challenge a nobleman who has won duels many times. I will do my best tomorrow and hope you can survive the duel."

After finishing speaking, Sieyès looked at Mably: "Mr. Mably, I really didn't expect you to get involved in such a thing."

"Sieyès, you should see the courage of this Mr. Frost just now. If everyone in the third level can have such courage, France will undergo earth-shaking changes!" Marbury was obviously very excited. It turned out that he He and Sieyes are old friends.

An Ning actually wanted to tell these two that the third estate in France didn't lack courage, they just lacked a food shortage.

Sieyès patted An Ning on the shoulder, and then said to Marbury: "Okay, my friend, maybe we can find a nearby coffee shop that is still open for a drink. See you tomorrow, Mr. Frost."

Anning nodded.

Then Sieyes took Marbury and left.

Reginald took a step forward, pointed at An Ning's throat and said, "That priest and Marbury seem to think that being a witness can save your life! You are so naive, tomorrow is your death day. Guys like you, Not worthy to be around Miss Tollestern!"

An Ning showed a contemptuous smile: "If you can do it, try it. I am a person who has survived the battlefield of life and death. People like you who have only played tricks in the duel field are not my opponent at all."

Reginald snorted, and left with a group of noble buddies.

At this time, the onlookers also began to disperse, chatting about tomorrow's duel, while walking towards a nearby tavern.

The only one left beside An Ning was Fanny, who was hanging her eyes.

Fanny: "You idiot! That Reginald has already killed two men who were close to the lady in the duel, and injured one! He seems to think that only he is worthy of the lady! You are so provocative! , Right in the arms of others.

"If you hadn't thrown the gloves, Reginald wouldn't have challenged a civilian to a duel!"

An Ning: "Can nobles challenge civilians to a duel?"

"Because it will be very embarrassing. Any activities involving common people will embarrass the nobles." Fanny said angrily, "But you, an idiot, did things for others."

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "Why are you so angry?"

"I get angry when I see people doing stupid things."

"But I may not lose tomorrow."

In fact, An Ning felt that he would probably win tomorrow.

I am someone who is attached to me.

Fanny rolled her eyes: "Hmph, if you win tomorrow, I will..."

An Ning waited for a few seconds, looked at Vanika's shell, and then asked, "What about you?"

"I didn't think about it! Anyway, I will give you some benefits! But I don't think it is possible. Tomorrow, I will replace your parents and collect your body. Think about your parents' sadness when they receive the obituary!"

An Ning pouted, and then he remembered that he had returned to Paris safely, and it seemed that he should send a letter to his parents in the countryside of Caen to report his safety.

An Ning remembered that in her original family here, her elder brother should be able to read and write, so she could convey her beliefs to her parents.

At this time, Fanny sighed: "Hey, although you will die tomorrow, I am still your servant today. Come in quickly, and I will serve you food."

(End of this chapter)