Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 32
Finally, the ball was over, and the nobles walked out of the venue one after another.

Although Zhang Ang's performance was not perfect, the reputation of Jinniu Hotel was still a hit.

Aristocrats, big and small, came to arrange various banquets, and some directly signed long-term contracts, and the Jinniu Hotel would provide them with three meals a day.

Just for the deposit, Zhang Ang took it softly. Judging by the momentum, the foreign debt can be paid off in less than a month, and it will be pure profit in the future.

There was only one thing that worried him: both Count Marceau and Miss Sophie looked unhappy when they left.

Sure enough, as expected, someone from the Earl's Mansion summoned Zhang Ang the next morning.

Feeling anxious, Zhang Ang walked into Earl Marceau's study.

But Earl Marceau was not in the study, there was only a tall woman in a white warrior uniform, that was Miss Sophie.

The tight-fitting samurai uniform vividly reflected Miss Sophie's top model-like figure, and her hair was tied up in a rose-shaped headband. She looked extremely heroic and heroic, which was very different from the lazy and charming at the ball yesterday.

Seeing Zhang Ang approaching, she spoke slowly, her voice was still so clear and sweet: "Why didn't you dance with me yesterday?" The words were full of resentment, which made people feel pity.

Zhang Ang has never been very good at dealing with girls, especially now that he is alone in a room with a widow and he is facing such a glamorous beauty.

He dodged his eyes and stuttered: "Uh, I, I was too nervous at the time, I was afraid that the dance would not be good, I, this."

"Okay, I get it, let's take it as it is. I just hope that you will be more proactive in the future, and you can't always let me, a girl, come over and invite you." Miss Sophie complained indescribably. .

"One thing, I have never been able to understand why Miss Sophie would take a fancy to me. I think it's not just about the marriage contract." After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Ang still spoke his mind.

Miss Sophie frowned, thought for a while, and then explained: "There is a reason for this, of course. In terms of looks and martial arts, you are naturally not as good as those heaven's favored ones. But I don't I don’t want to find a powerful husband. My father is only my daughter. As my husband, she will definitely join our Marceau family. Everyone says that I will definitely find a strong husband to revitalize We are a family that is gradually declining. But I think, for the dignified 'Blade Rose' family, why do you need to borrow the power of others, and I can do it myself, can't I?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Miss Sophie's gentle voice was full of firmness, bursting out with boundless strength and showing boundless pride.Inadvertently let Zhang Ang admire.

After a pause, Miss Sophie continued: "Since you don't want to look for those who are powerful and noble, then naturally you should choose someone who is more pleasing to your eyes, and you, Mr. Leonardo, are the ones I have seen so far. The most pleasing one! At least, your eyes are very clear, without the naked desire in other people's eyes, that disgusting possessiveness. And you seem to have a pretty good personality, not strong, and will not become an obstacle to revive my family ...Of course, your cooking skills are also very good, and I have never eaten such excellent food in Paris. So, I don't mind obeying that marriage contract and becoming your wife."

Zhang Ang thought about countless possibilities, but he didn't think of such a reason.

Those female nobles who independently support their families are often more like men than each other. They practice martial arts hard, do things aggressively, and do things neatly.But without exception, they all admire those men who are more powerful, and want to get a stronger and better husband.Come to let yourself no longer be so lucky, so tired.

Is this the difference between a real feminist pioneer and a fake feminist fighter? One wins by his own strength, and the other gains recognition by joining the other party.

Zhang Ang looked at Miss Sophie with a little respect.

"Then do you know why I came to you today?" Miss Sophie continued to ask.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ang was confused.

"As my husband, I naturally have to test your martial arts. Otherwise, why should I change into a samurai uniform? Although I don't need your foil, I still hope that you can have enough martial arts to protect yourself." Miss Sophie His face was full of anger.

"Ah, martial arts!" Zhang Ang had almost forgotten that he knew martial arts since he hadn't practiced for a long time.

He hastily opened the 'Eye of Data' and glanced at Miss Sophie.

Sophie Marceau
Level: Martial Arts Master

Talent: Peerless

Power: 48
Agility: 52
Constitution: 35
Spirit: 24
Martial Arts: Rose School of Traditional Swordsmanship (excellent), Rose School of Secret Swordsmanship (excellent), Blade Rose (excellent), Rose Sword Qi (beginner), Thorn Rose Dance (excellent)
Fuck, it's really better than my own martial arts, you are all so powerful, why don't you give us a bunch of useless wood a way to live.

There is no need to fight at all, Zhang Ang said: "I have only broken through to become a formal warrior not long ago, so I'm afraid I won't be Miss Sophie's opponent."

"It doesn't matter, I will only use the same strength as yours, it's just a test, don't worry, let's go, go to the martial arts field." Miss Sophie's will is very firm.

The two came to the martial arts arena.

Miss Sophie pointed to a row of meteor hammers on the shelf next to her and said, "I heard that your meteor hammers are very strong. It just so happens that I haven't fought with meteor hammers before, so I just have a chance to try them today."

Zhang Ang couldn't help but have a black line, and said helplessly: "But I don't know this meteor hammer."

"Isn't that the Kung Fu handed down from your family?" Miss Sophie looked surprised, "You can't just practice your internal skills, you haven't practiced martial arts moves."

"Uh, I've practiced this move before, but it's not a meteor hammer." Facing Miss Sophie's contemptuous gaze, Zhang Ang had no choice but to explain.

"What kind of weapon move is that? Anyway, whatever you have practiced, let me see it today." Miss Sophie insisted.

Zhang Ang had no choice but to go to the housekeeper to bring the stainless steel kitchen knife: the Earl's house does not allow iron tools to enter.

Looking at the short kitchen knife in Zhang Ang's hand, Miss Sophie couldn't help laughing out, "You don't plan to go to the battlefield with such a weapon, do you?"

"But, I know this weapon."

"Are you sure this is a weapon, not the kitchen knife you use for cooking?"

"But, this is my kitchen knife for cooking."

Miss Sophie burst into tears as she laughed, she crouched down on the ground with her belly in her arms, and she couldn't even hold the sword firmly, and fell to the ground.

After finally calming down, she stood up, pulled out the stabbing sword in her hand, and said to Zhang Ang: "Stop playing such tricks, for the sake of your good jokes, I will be merciful and take advantage of you weapon, let's begin."

Zhang Ang: "."

(End of this chapter)