Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 96 Three Courses

Rocamadour is a small village standing on a cliff, a very small village with only a few dozen families.

On the steep and bumpy mountain road, a black figure was trudging hard. While walking, he coughed violently. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, but bright red blood still overflowed from the gap between his fingers.

He walked very slowly, and sometimes even got down on his hands and feet to keep his figure.Despite all the difficulties, he still climbed up the cliff and walked into the peaceful small village.

There have been no strangers in the village for a long time. The strong woodcutter put down his axe, the woman feeding the sheep stopped, and the children in the village showed their small heads through the stone windows. Everyone looked at this unexpected visitor curiously. .

The black figure ignored them, and he continued on, going straight through the village and heading towards a higher place.

At the highest point of the cliff, with its back against the mountain wall, there is a small stone hut with a half-person-high stone wall outside the house.

A young man in thin linen clothes was sitting on the wooden pier at the door, polishing a stone, preparing to put it on the wall.

The black figure walked over slowly, knelt down on the ground facing the young man, his hoarse voice was full of grief: "I am the secret envoy of His Majesty the French Emperor, sending a letter to that lord on behalf of His Majesty, this is my token."

He handed over the well-protected letter and a gold ring, and then kowtowed heavily outside the stone house. His voice was full of sadness: "The Holy See slaughtered the entire French royal family. Now foreign enemies are attacking, and powerful enemies are waiting for you." , and the Holy See is in trouble, and France has reached its most critical moment, so I would like to ask your lord to take action to turn the tide and save France!"

The young man silently took the letter and the ring and walked slowly into the stone house, leaving only the mournful cry of the messenger in black outside the house.

At some point, the shouting stopped, and the kneeling courier buried his head in his chest, lifeless.

"Oh, I'm old, I can't walk anymore, I'll leave this matter to you." The letter was pressed down with a skinny hand, and the old voice was full of helplessness.

The young man kneeling on one knee didn't talk to him.

"From now on, you are the Roland of this generation. I allow you to walk the world with a sword!" The old man stroked the disciple's forehead with one hand, drew a small cross, and waved the other hand lightly.

Suddenly, a sword sound resounded through the world.

An invisible sword shadow flew out of the towering mountain wall next to the stone house, flew into the stone house, and fell into the hands of the young man.

The young man had a resolute face, and his voice was low, with some doubts: "If the enemy is really the Holy See?"

"The enemy is the Holy See!"

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In the City Lord's Mansion of Lyon City, a grand wedding banquet is being held.

High-ranking officials and nobles, rich merchants, and martial arts experts gathered together to bless this marriage.

Under the auspices of the noble archbishop, Miss Juno, the daughter of the Marquis Serra, the lord of the city, officially married Jerry Knight under the command of the Marquis.

After the solemn and solemn ceremony was held, it was time for the banquet.

All kinds of delicacies, fruit snacks come in one after another, and the high-end wine produced by the Marquis's family is also unlimited supply.

While enjoying the delicious food, the guests talked about the marriage:

"Hey, this Jerry is really lucky, to be favored by Miss Marquis, now he is on the rise."

"You don't understand this. This is not good luck, it's better to play tricks."

"What means? Doesn't he rely on being handsome?"

"Look at Miss Juno's belly, have you noticed something? She is smart, seize the opportunity and make raw rice into cooked rice. There is nothing the Marquis can do about it."

"It's all right? It's good to be handsome, and you can take advantage of all kinds of things."

"Today's food is good, the style is different from the original ones."

"Of course it's different. It's cooked by the chefs from Paris, and the food eaten by the upper-class nobles in Paris."

"The chef in Paris? The war is in chaos. Where did the Marquis find the chef in Paris?"

"You don't know this. The entire Paris Culinary Association has moved to our Lyon, merged with our Lyon Culinary Association, and now it is renamed the French Culinary Association."

"Why did they move here, to avoid the war?"

"There are meanings in this regard, but the most important thing is that they want to hold an academy."

"College? What college? Do you teach how to be a cook?"

"Of course it's the Martial Arts Academy. They claim to turn culinary skills into martial arts. They have great ambitions."

"Martial arts academy? Just rely on these cooks?"

"Isn't it? Now, all cats and dogs come to open the academy and teach those low-level martial arts. It's really ridiculous."

After clapping his hands, Lord Marquis calmed down the banquet hall, cleared his throat, and said, "Everyone be quiet, let my daughter, Juno, come and say a few words to everyone."

Miss Juno, who was dressed in a white wedding dress, came to the podium with a happy smile on her face, and her voice was extremely firm: "I am Juno Serra, the eldest daughter of Lord Marquis, wife of Knight Jerry."

After a pause, sweet memories began to flow: "Actually, I started to like Jerry Knight when I was very young. I like it very much. Every day I like it more than the day before. Jerry doesn't like him very much. Speaking, I have been practicing martial arts very hard since I was very young. I remember that I was only eight years old, and Jerry was only ten years old. I watched him practice again and again while waving his iron sword, so I asked him:' Why do you practice swordsmanship so hard?' Then he told me: 'It's to protect the lady from being bullied by bad guys!' Jerry may not remember this sentence, but I always keep it in my heart. None of them were forgotten."

The voice became low and deep: "However, when he grows up, he always has a cold face, everything is done in a business-like manner, and he treats me the same as other people, which makes me feel very disappointed, because the master and servant I'm too embarrassed to express my feelings."

The voice became joyful: "But one day, I took Jerry and left home to study in Paris. On the first day I left home, I expressed my heart generously, but Jerry didn't respond to me. When I was studying at the Rose Institute in Paris, I have been trying to narrow the distance between us, but it didn't work. Finally, because of an opportunity, our relationship broke through. Jerry stopped being evasive, no No matter how deliberately avoided, he let me understand that he has always loved me. After our joint efforts, today, we entered the palace of marriage! This opportunity is the next three dishes, which are me and Jerry The first meal he ever sat together, the sweetest and happiest meal."

Following her voice, a row of attendants walked into the hall carrying silver serving bowls, and put delicious food on the dining table.

Out of curiosity, everyone tasted these three dishes.

Of course, Albert was no exception. After just a few mouthfuls, he felt very familiar: the noodles, buns and pork tasted as if Tom had made them for me too.

(End of this chapter)