Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 34 I'm back
The next day, Zhang Ang slept until the sun was up and didn't get up. After arranging the affairs of going to the hotel, he rushed to the earl's mansion.

Walking into the martial arts arena, I saw that Miss Sophie was fighting with a man.

It was D'Artagnan, the musketeer from Paris.

Judging from the situation on the field, it was Miss Sophie who was attacking alone, while D'Artagnan was defending on the spot.

Yes, pure defense on the spot, not moving a step.

It was also the first time Zhang Ang saw Miss Sophie in full swing. She was full of internal energy, and the sword was like rain. Countless stabs spewed out from her hands. The martial arts field seemed to be full of sword flowers, layer upon layer. All of them are Miss Sophie's sword shadow.

And d'Artagnan just stood there, the black spear in his hand was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, as if he was waving a layer of black veil, covering his body layer by layer.

Once Miss Sophie's countless sword flowers entered the black veil, they disappeared in an instant like mud cows entering the sea.

Miss Sophie ran left and right, flying up and down, and countless sword shadows poured out towards D'Artagnan like heavy rain, but they still couldn't break through the thin black veil.

Suddenly, she shouted coquettishly, leaped high, thousands of sword flowers in the air, and countless sword shadows instantly merged into a sharp sword aura, and shot straight towards the black veil.

"Well done!" D'Artagnan exclaimed.

The black gauze in his hand also instantly condensed into a pitch-black long spear, with a hot flame on the tip of the gun, and hit the incoming sword energy with a "Bang!", and scattered the rose-red sword energy at once.

"Oh, as expected, you still can't break through your spear." Miss Sophie sighed, sheathing her sword.

"Haha, after all, there is a rank difference, and Miss Sophie, at such a young age, you have already touched the gate of sword energy, and it is only a matter of time before you enter the master realm." D'Artagnan praised without hesitation .

"It's still far behind you. After all, you are the youngest martial arts master in France in a hundred years, and you are sure to be a master of martial arts." Miss Sophie also praised d'Artagnan very much.

Zhang Ang watched from the side with black lines: Is it really good for you to flatter each other like this?
At this time, the two also noticed Zhang Ang standing aside.

Miss Sophie spoke first: "You're here, hurry up and cook, I'm starving!"

Zhang Ang was also speechless, so he agreed and rolled to the kitchen.

Zhang Angjin secretly complained: Is this the one who invited me to cook or to guide me in martial arts? Also, I have already refused, why are you still having such a good fight with him? I am not afraid that my "fiancé" will be jealous what.

It was so easy to clean up a table of meals, but there were four people eating, and the meal was embarrassing.

Miss Sophie only cared about eating and drinking, Zhang Ang kept his head in silence, and D'Artagnan secretly glanced at Miss Sophie from time to time.

Only Count Marceau chatted with D'Artagnan:
"How is Your Majesty?"

"Pretty good, I often practice martial arts with us."

"Is the situation in the city okay?"

"Well, it's fairly stable at present, that is, there are more spies from various countries."

"Are you used to living in Luntu City?"

"I'm used to it. I'm not the kind of spoiled second-generation nobleman."

Then they chatted about current affairs at home and abroad, and the meal was over.D'Artagnan also took his leave and left.

Eating at the same table with his love rival, Zhang Ang felt that he was about to commit cancer due to embarrassment.

In the afternoon, when I came to the martial arts arena, Zhang Ang couldn't help asking: "Miss Sophie, you have clearly rejected Master D'Artagnan, why are you still practicing martial arts with him?"

Miss Sophie turned around with a smile on her face: "Why, are you jealous?"

"No, I'm just curious." Zhang Ang quickly denied.

"Because there are only three people in the entire city of Luntu who are capable of instructing me to practice martial arts. I can't bother my father all the time, and I can't go to the church to find Bishop Martin. Tell me, who should I find?" Miss Sophie asked.

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Ang nodded.

"Then do you know why I rejected d'Artagnan?" Miss Sophie asked again

"Isn't it because you want to stay in Luntu City to revitalize your family business?" Zhang Ang was a little surprised.

"Promoting the family business is naturally one reason, and the other reason is because d'Artagnan is His Majesty's man." Miss Sophie looked serious.

"Your Majesty's people? What does it matter?" Zhang Ang was puzzled.

"Do you know what our French royal coat of arms is?" Miss Sophie asked again.

"It's muskets and blood roses." Zhang Ang replied.

"What about our Marceau family?" Miss Sophie asked again.

"It's the blade and the rose." Zhang Ang replied again.

"My lovely little Leonardo, you have to know that this rose is a kind of rose!" Miss Sophie said persuasively.

"Ah, doesn't that mean?" Zhang Ang opened his mouth wide.

"Yes, my Marceau family is one of the four founding families of France. My ancestors are the brothers of the founding king of France. They are the princely family with roots!" Full of great pride.

"Ah, then why is it only the earl of such a small town now?" Zhang Ang was a little puzzled.

"My family originally lived in the city of Nice, an important town in the south, and guarded the south gate for France. Only a few times the imperial power has changed, and our family has been in the wrong place, and we have had troubles with the royal family. The family is getting worse day by day. Up to now, only There are only two people left, my father and me." After speaking, Miss Sophie's eyes looked a little dim.

"Is there no way to do this? Can't we have a good relationship with the royal family?" Zhang Ang was still puzzled.

"Why don't we want to, but it's not easy." Miss Sophie said in a low tone, unwilling to continue.

But the practice in the afternoon still started.

I don't know if it's because of eating too much in the morning, or because the conversation is not in a good mood, Miss Sophie's "teaching" is more severe.

After several rounds, Zhang Ang was panting and sweating profusely.

But the "teaching" continued, and Miss Sophie didn't let him go until Zhang Ang lost all strength and couldn't move a single finger.

After applying the medicine, Miss Sophie ordered: "You have made some progress in this move, but you can't let go of the practice of internal strength."

"But, my practice of internal strength..." Zhang Ang hesitated, wondering if he should tell Miss Sophie the truth.

"I know, what you are practicing now is not your family's crazy bull strength. I knew it when I saw your first move yesterday. You need to go to the beach to practice, right?" Miss Sophie said with sharp eyes.

"Uh, yes." Zhang Ang had no choice but to admit.

"Okay, you can go to the beach to practice in the future, and you'll be fine." Miss Sophie instructed.

"But, this is Bishop Martin." Zhang Ang was a little worried.

"I'll go to the church, you don't have to worry, after all, you are my fiance, and I have already returned." Miss Sophie said domineeringly.

(End of this chapter)