Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 29

As soon as the blond-haired youth finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar again.

"What, it turned out to be for Miss Marceau."

"Is the most beautiful rose in our Luntu city about to be picked by this kid?"

"Even a dignified musketeer can't snatch our Miss Sophie."

"After all, he is a noble musketeer. He is still so young. Maybe Earl Marceau will agree."

"If Miss Sophie married a musketeer, wouldn't she marry Paris and not return to London?"

"Seeing that he came back with Miss Sophie, maybe Miss Sophie is still interested in him."

Hearing the blond young man's words, the smile on Earl Marceau's face disappeared immediately: "Are you sure you want to marry my Sophie?"

"Of course, I'm sure, if you agree, your daughter will be the only companion in my life!" The blond young man said firmly.

Earl Marceau frowned, and then asked: "You are a musketeer of His Majesty, if Sophie marries you, will she marry Paris and not return to London?"

The blond young man seemed a little hesitant: "Yes, it's my duty. I will spend most of my time serving His Majesty in Paris. Although I don't have a fixed residence yet, I believe that it won't take long for me to give Sophie The lady bought a real estate in Paris that meets the status, and I am willing to dedicate all the rewards that His Majesty bestowed on me to Miss Sophie to prove my sincerity!"

The blond young man's words didn't impress Earl Marceau, his face turned livid, and he replied: "I'm sorry, Sophie won't leave Luntu City, and I won't let her marry far away. This is my final answer, I'm sure Sophie thinks so too."

At this time, Miss Sophie, who had never spoken, spoke, her voice was as gentle as an orchid in an empty valley, but her attitude was firm: "Yes, I will not go back to Paris with you, and I will never marry you. And I am engaged, and my fiancé is a true Londoner. You are a noble musketeer, and I have often heard your heroic deeds in the academy. You have a great future, and you should not Waste your time on me, and go back to Paris."

Hearing such a reply, the blond young man suddenly lost his original composure, and his tone became irritable: "What, why, why don't you want to leave this remote town, what's wrong with Paris, the most delicious food there, The most high-class ball, the most fashionable life, the most powerful warriors, it is the most prosperous place in all of France, it is much better than this small town, and I really like you."

Then, he looked around the audience, his aggressive momentum swept across the audience, and needles could be heard throughout the hall.

He said proudly: "I don't know which of Miss Sophie's 'fiancé' is here. I, D'Artagnan, officially challenge you to a duel in the name of a suitor of Miss Sophie!"

After that, he took out a white glove from his pocket and threw it on the ground.This is the basic etiquette that France challenges people to.

Zhang Ang knew that something was going to go wrong when he heard the first sentence the blond young man said.Sure enough, the flames of war burned on himself.

Helpless, he just tidied up his appearance a little and walked out from the crowd.

Zhang Ang is not tall now, he even looks a little thin, and his appearance can only be regarded as ordinary. Standing in front of the tall, handsome and powerful d'Artagnan, it is almost a judgment call.

D'Artagnan looked Zhang Ang up and down, but he seemed to see through Zhang Ang with just a few glances, and he said with disdain, "You are Sophie's fiancé, just such a little formal warrior, why don't you How can De Heneng be worthy of Miss Sophie? But you still dare to stand up, it is considered courageous, take the gloves!"

Zhang Ang also scanned d'Artagnan carefully with the "Eye of Data":
D'Artagnan
Level: Martial Arts Master

Talent: Peerless

Power: 110
Agility: 105
Constitution: 92
Spirit: 39
Martial arts:? ? ?
Looking at the astonishing set of data in front of him, Zhang Ang's mood was agitated: You are a majestic martial arts master challenging me, a formal warrior, and you are shameless.

Now that my strength is still low, I can't accept this duel, and I can't take out the 'Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle' to stun this handsome guy, so I will definitely not be able to get along in France.

Be low-key, keep your strength, and never do anything if you can beep!Think about it carefully, in those comic books, how did the protagonist talk.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ang said slowly: "I reject your challenge! Yes, I am Sophie's fiancé, and I am just a small formal warrior. And you, a high-ranking musketeer and a powerful martial arts master, can naturally challenge your weaker rivals unfairly according to your own will, and use the superb martial arts that are supposed to protect His Majesty and France, Kill them and win your sweetheart, don't you?"

DArtagnan's handsome face turned red in an instant, he bent down to pick up the white gloves on the ground, and said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault this time, I was too excited and wanted to capture Miss Sophie too much. My heart is broken, I shouldn't use this method. Being strong in martial arts is not a reason to act recklessly, but it will make me look even more stupid. I should defeat you in a more convincing way. I withdraw my duel proposal, and I submit to you You apologize, sorry."

He paused, with a questioning tone, and continued, "It's just that I don't know what is so good about you that can make Miss Sophie fall in love with you."

Zhang Ang also complained silently in his heart: I don't know why she insisted on marrying me.

But what he said was: "Maybe I have some qualities that other people don't have. In fact, not every noble lady wants to find a powerful husband, just like some people like to drink wine, and some like to drink scented tea. Say you love each other."

"Qualities, I'd like to see what qualities you have. I really like Miss Sophie, and I won't give up! I'll see you at the banquet tonight. My lord, I will take my leave." D'Artagnan said deeply Glancing at Zhang Ang, he picked up the cloak on the ground and walked out the door.

Zhang Ang also couldn't help admiring his tenacity. If ordinary people were rejected by the woman and slapped in the face by their rivals, they would meet and run away in nine out of ten cases. This d'Artagnan is really famous for his tenacity Musketeers.

Seeing that D'Artagnan was about to walk out of the living room, Zhang Ang couldn't help but said, "If the Musketeer comes to the banquet at night, I want to prove that it is not Paris that has the most delicious food and the most fashionable banquet."

D'Artagnan raised his head and said, "Okay, I'll wait and see!" After finishing speaking, he walked away.

(End of this chapter)