King's Landing in France

Chapter 19
An Ning heard a burst of noise from the noble girls nearby.

They should all be shocked by Christina's behavior of ignoring Reginald and directly greeting An Ning.

In this era, the nobles are a privileged class, while the common people are just courtiers, and there is an invisible gap between the two classes.

Although the spread of Enlightenment thought and the development of society have blurred this gap, the gap will disappear completely only when the Great Revolution comes.

Christina trotted over and held An Ning's hand: "I'll see you later, don't die!"

An Ning: "Uh... don't you think I will lose in all likelihood?"

Christina looked away: "This... I thought you would be fine if you could beat the robbers, but after talking to Fanny last night, I'm not so sure..."

Fanny what did you do?
An Ning glanced at the maid next to her.

The maid looked away.

At this moment, Reginold stepped between An Ning and the maid, blocking his view.

Reginald: "They said what happened to Christina and you on the way back to France, I didn't believe it..."

An Ning: "It's true that nothing happened. After all, I always thought she was a man. There will be nothing else between the two men except comrades-in-arms."

Reginald: "Hmph, who knows. I don't care, you're going to die today anyway. Mr. Priest, I propose that we can start!"

Christina looked at An Ning and whispered, "I'm still looking forward to going to Briena's military academy with you, survive!"

As she said that, she let go of An Ning's hand, and walked towards the location arranged by the servants of the Duke's Mansion, turning her head three times at a step.

Mirabeau: "If the Duke is not my patron, I'm afraid I'm already thinking about how to write the story between you."

After speaking, Mirabeau patted An Ning on the shoulder, walked towards the noble girls under the parasol nearby, and greeted the girls familiarly.Apparently Mirabeau also hung out with them in the salon.

Ma Buli nodded to An Ning, and took a few steps back.

As a witness, he was to witness the whole process up close.

At this time, Reginald's friends also stepped forward to wish him good luck.

After a while, only An Ning and Reginald stood facing each other, and Sieyes stood beside him as the main third-party witness, just like a referee in a boxing match.

Sieyès: "Well, gentlemen, please draw your swords and salute each other!"

Reginald drew out his sword and saluted An Ning as a knight.

An Ning learns from others.

At this time, a burst of laughter erupted from the noble ladies: "Look, he can't even salute!"

"He is, after all, the son of a cobbler!"

"Reggie, kill him!"

At this time, Christina's voice overwhelmed the voice of Reginald's family and friends: "Andy! I believe in you! Try to survive!"

This roar seemed to fill Reginald with anger. He looked at An Ning viciously, and the sword in his hand played beautifully: "What a pity, Christina will be disappointed soon!"

An Ning watched him play swords and flowers, and immediately remembered the classic scene of "Raiders of the Lost Ark", and had the urge to pull out a pistol and tell him that times have changed.

But this kind of duel must use the weapons agreed by both parties.

Reginald stepped forward, raised his sword and attacked An Ning!

An Ning's hands moved automatically - yes, just as he expected.

The sword in An Ning's hand blocked Reginald's attack, and took advantage of the gap to go straight to his heart.

Reginald was shocked, and immediately took a step back to create a distance.

An Ning did not follow, but held the sword in place.

It wasn't that An Ning didn't want to pursue him. He had given everything to the system and was waiting to win, but the system didn't pursue him and let Regino pull away.

In fact, An Ning was even more surprised than Reginald. Only then did he realize that this system of his is not a sure-win defense system, but will automatically block melee attacks and counterattack.

This discovery made An Ning start to break out in a cold sweat.

I originally thought that the system would take care of everything, but now I find that the system only cares about defense, not offense——

Grandma, how does An Ning know swordsmanship, she doesn't know how to attack at all!
What's wrong with this?

System, move!

But the system didn't budge.

Reginald was overwhelmed by An Ning's counterattack just now, and changed his attitude at this time, and became serious with a straight face.

He began to adjust his position carefully.

An Ning thought for a while, and decided to tease him—only when Reginald attacked him could he fight back, so he had no choice but to seduce the enemy with his mouth.

An Ning: "Hey, do you know why Christina doesn't like you?"

An Ning paid a little attention to the volume. After all, if Christina really heard these words, it would not be good.

But Sieyès and Marble, who were witnesses next to him, could hear this volume clearly.

They all looked at An Ning with strange eyes, and Mable also glanced at Christina under the parasol in the distance.

The corners of Reginold's mouth twitched, it was obvious that An Ning's taunt was very effective.

So An Ning continued to make persistent efforts: "You guy, where did you come from? Gulliver's Travels, do you know that Lilliputian..."

Reginald shouted and attacked An Ning!

After the crisp sound of the sword blades colliding, An Ning's wrist turned to block the attacking blade and stab the attacker's chest!

Reginald retreated again, but this time An Ning followed!
An Ning's active follow-up was his actions, not the system.

He wanted to solve the problem once and for all.

However, a smug smile appeared on Reginold's face.

The moment she saw this smile, An Ning secretly thought it was bad!
Reginald blocked An Ning's sword, and then went straight to An Ning's neck——

At this moment, An Ning was in a cold sweat, he instinctively tilted his upper body, and the cold touch ran across his neck.

——It's over, my life is over...

The moment An Ning thought this way, the system controlled his hand and stabbed the sword into Reginold's heart.

The next moment, both An Ning and Reginald's bodies were still.

Then Reginald spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest and collapsed in pain.

The surrounding onlookers burst into exclamations, and several of Reginald's cronies stood up, wanting to run this way.

Sieyès shouted: "Wait a minute! The duel is not over yet!"

Only then did the noble young masters stop.

Sieyès walked towards Reginald, leaning over to check his condition.

On An Ning's side, the cold feeling left his throat, and he immediately touched his throat, resulting in blood on his hand...

——Wait, something is wrong, a cut carotid artery should spurt blood like a burst water pipe, right?
An Ning's mind skipped this thought.

Could it be that because of his sideways movement, Reginald didn't puncture the carotid artery just now?

He looked down at the hand that just touched his neck, at the blood on that hand.

At this time Sieyès stood up: "Earl Reginald has passed away, and I declare that Mr. Andy Frost has won the duel!"

An Ning raised his right hand: "I won!"

—Wait, I'm still bleeding, should I bandage it first?
Fanny ran forward, tore off a piece of cloth from her skirt, and began to bandage An Ning's neck without any explanation.

At this time, Reginald's cronies also rushed over and worked together to turn the count over.

Reginald's entire shirt was drenched with blood, obviously the hemorrhage directly caused by the sword in An Ning's heart.

"No no!" shouted one of Reginold's friends, covering his head with his hands, "That's impossible! Reggie is the best swordsman among us! How could he be killed by a cobbler's son! You must be cheating! "

An Ning was about to answer, when the man pulled out his pistol, picked up the gunpowder gourd, poured gunpowder into the gunpowder pool, and pointed the gun at An Ning: "Go to hell, commoner! Let me correct the duel." the result of!"

An Ning was shocked. Even with the poor hit rate of this time-space bullet at this distance, there is a high probability that it will hit!
In desperation, An Ning pulled Fanny behind her to block it——

Then the gun went off.

The pungent smell of gunpowder entered An Ning's nostrils.

An Ning didn't feel hit, and when she looked down, she didn't see where she was hit.

Hey, he was five steps away from the person with the gun, and he didn't get shot?
The teenager who shot the gun exclaimed: "This is impossible! Why do you..."

He lowered his head and glanced across the ground.

An Ning also looked down at the ground, and then saw a shiny projectile on the ground, which landed not far from Reginald's body.

Apparently the pellet fell out of the pistol when the guy drew it from his pocket.

In this era, flintlock guns were loaded from the front, and the bullets were fed in from the muzzle, and then plugged with paper balls.

Just now, this guy drew the gun too much, spilling paper balls and bullets, and probably spilled a lot of gunpowder.

At this moment, Sieyès took a step forward and grabbed the boy's gun: "Enough! The duel is over! This Mr. Frost has won! Do you understand that shooting him is murder!"

An Ning: "So, can I cheer for victory?"

Fanny: "Cheers, you still have a wound on your neck! Stay calm!"

As soon as the words were finished, Christina rushed over and gave An Ning a firm hug: "Andy! That's great, I knew you could do it!"

An Ning originally wanted to hug the girl, but suddenly remembered that she had a long sword in her hand and blood in her hand. If she hugged her, she might bring blood to her, so she had to give up.

Christina hugged An Ning enough to distance herself, then pulled An Ning's sleeve and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to some of my good sisters..."

At this time, Fanny interrupted Christina: "Are you sure you want him to meet those ladies with blood on his hands?"

Christina froze for a moment before noticing An Ning's situation: "Oh, this...well, clean up..."

Fanny: "I think you can go home first and introduce him to your sisters at the salon tomorrow."

Christina thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, it's better this way. You should go and bandage it quickly. I think it's okay to have so much blood on your neck..."

An Ning: "No problem, it's just a little scratched."

As soon as the words were finished, Mirabeau hugged him: "Oh my God, I can't believe that you actually won the guy who won three duels in a row. When I saw your neck bleeding, I thought you were finished."

An Ning: "If you don't believe me, I think so too..."

Mirabeau laughed loudly, then pulled An Ning and said, "Let's go, I know a very good doctor, and I will take you to see him! Miss Tollestel, do you mind if we excuse you first?"

Christina nodded: "I don't mind. Mr. Mirabeau, please take him to give him a good hug."

(End of this chapter)