King's Landing in France

Chapter 36 Sudden Straight Ball

After seeing off Robespierre, An Ning stayed in Paris for a few more days, and then embarked on the journey to the Brienne Military Academy with Christina.

The Duke's family sent two carriages, one carrying Christina, An Ning, and their maids, and the other carrying the servants who were going to accompany the young lady to the military academy for five years.

In the carriage, Christina was very excited about the upcoming military school life, and kept chattering non-stop.

An Ning is actually a little curious about what Brienne's military academy is going to teach. Could it be possible to teach how to line up and form a team?
At this time, Christina suddenly asked An Ning seriously: "Andy, do you still fight duels in the military academy?"

An Ning frowned slightly: "Don't talk about Germany as if I like to duel with people..."

"But the duel between you and Reginald was initiated by you."

An Ning was speechless. At that time, he thought that he had cheated and would win the duel, so he threw the gloves in a fit of anger.

Now that you know that cheating cannot guarantee a stable win, you should think twice about throwing gloves.

But there is no way to tell Christina these truths, so he can only say: "After dancing with death three times, I decided to cherish my life more. So miss, I will not wrestle with others easily, even if someone asks me to challenge you Even if I start a wrestling fight, I will also be aggrieved and confess."

Christina frowned: "Why?"

"Uh, you mentioned this, didn't you tell me to try to avoid fighting as much as possible?"

"Of course not. I'm telling you not to take the initiative to initiate a duel, but if someone else initiates it, then you can only fight, right?"

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "This..."

Christina laughed: "I think you who won the duel are super handsome. In fact, during the time you were recuperating, I attended the tea party, and the noble ladies wanted to know you through me. Can you imagine that they actually wanted to be strong? The son of a cobbler!
"It's a pity that even if you recovered from your injury, you didn't come to our tea party. Instead, you mingled with the Bretons all day long. You are not from their hometown. Why do you keep going to their club?"

Christina thought that the Breton Club was in the nature of a fellow countryman's association, but she didn't know that it had become a gathering of enlightened gentlemen.

An Ning asked curiously: "Miss Christina, what do you think of Rousseau and Voltaire?"

Christina frowned: "My teacher asked me to read their articles all day long. I read them, but their articles are jerky and difficult to understand. I don't want to read them at all."

An Ning curled her lips: "That is the most progressive idea now, and these ideas will change France in the future."

Christina: "Will it? When will it change?"

1789...but can't tell.

An Ning could only assume the pose of a riddleman: "When the time is right, it will be."

"Then what will happen to France?" Christina stared at An Ning, "Will it be that even if I fall in love with a cobbler's son, no one will criticize me?"

An Ning was shocked, what kind of straight ball attack is this?But my system doesn't have the slightest prompt. Is there still lag in the system?

He hastened to observe Christina's expression carefully, and found that the girl was very serious, and she didn't look like she was playing tricks.

An Ning: "Yes."

At this time, the elderly maid accompanying Christina interrupted An Ning's words: "No! How could the princess be equal to the cobbler's son? Such a day will never come."

Speaking of which, the old maid glared at An Ning viciously: "Mr. Frost, you should stop having this kind of dream as soon as possible, it is not good for your future. Even if you get a title because of your military exploits, it is only the lowest rank of lord, not far from the duke." It's a hundred and eight thousand miles away."

An Ning: "I know."

Christina shrugged her shoulders, looking a little disappointed.

An Ning calmed down and said, "I may not be able to fall in love with you, but we can be comrades in arms. The friendship of comrades in arms may last longer than love, isn't it?"

Christina looked up at An Ning and smiled.

At this time, An Ning's system was suddenly updated: [Christina seems to want to cross the line of love with you, but she is not ready to challenge the world's views, so you can only continue to maintain the relationship of close friends.The relationship with Christina has been upgraded to the best friend! 】

Well, sure enough, my system is not real-time. Christina probably had that idea long ago, but the system didn't respond at all.

And because An Ning relied on the system to control her interpersonal relationship, she didn't notice some of Christina's performance at all.

It seems that in the future, I still have to observe my words more and not rely too much on the system.

At this time, Fanny suddenly said: "Even if you want to develop a comrade-in-arms relationship, you have to be in the same army, right? Even if a noble woman like Missy joins the army, she will usually be in charge of ceremonial tasks such as entering the Guards Corps in the future." The troops in the army will not undertake actual tasks.

"And Mr. Frost will definitely be included in the field army. Because he has no title and is not Swiss, the Royal Guards don't want him..."

An Ning patted her maid: "Hey! I just calmed down Miss's emotions!"

Fanny: "At a time like this, you should tell the truth, and you shouldn't let the lady have unrealistic expectations. In fact, when you arrive at the Brienne Military Academy, you and the lady will not see each other most of the time."

An Ning: "Can't you see it even in class?"

"Miss and your courses are different. Miss's courses are mainly about horse riding and etiquette, while you mainly learn infantry combat."

An Ning: "Fanny, why do you know the curriculum of the Brienne Military Academy so well?"

"Because I am an excellent maid, I have done my homework beforehand." Fanny said with some pride, "Even though my master is the son of a cobbler, I will not let up."

An Ning was speechless: "Did you just express your disdain for the cobbler's son?"

"No, it's your illusion." Fanny said with her chin raised.

An Ning turned to Christina: "I will try my best to go to dance parties and salons, and then I can see you there."

Christina nodded: "Yeah. But, you're going to a dance...you can't dance, wouldn't it be boring to just stand there?"

An Ning: "I will learn to dance. I think my excellent maid will be able to teach me."

Fanny curled her lips: "I do know how to dance, but it's only good. It's not proficient. I can't guarantee that I can teach you."

An Ning: "It's okay, I trust you."

Christina: "Well, how about I teach you..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the old maid coughed.

Christina shut up obediently.

At this time, the carriage driver suddenly opened the small window in front of the carriage: "We will arrive at the post station soon. When changing horses, you can go to the cafe next to the post station to have a rest."

Christina: "Got it."

An Ning stretched her muscles: "To be honest, after sitting in the carriage for so long, my butt hurts a bit."

Fanny: "What can I do if my butt hurts now, I won't be able to reach Brienne until tomorrow, and the journey is only a quarter of the way."

"tomorrow……"

(End of this chapter)