Flowers, Swords and France

It has to be said that Count Diliion is indeed a politician and bureaucrat with many years of experience. Many other people were confused and could only guess the outline of the phenomenon. After a few words from him, it became completely clear and even simple. It's so frighteningly obvious. .

Moreover, as if he was deliberately trying to please a few visitors, the old former Lord Chancellor of the Seal was very energetic and spoke in detail and sincerity - at least it could make people feel that he really meant it for himself. Considered.

As everyone often says, anyone can despise the character of this family, but no one can underestimate the intelligence of this family.

After chatting with the old count for a while, Louis Bonaparte's attitude was obviously much warmer than when he first arrived. He seemed to be very satisfied with the results of this visit - and this was exactly what the family felt Purpose.

Under the enthusiastic exchanges between the guest and the host, the sky gradually darkened, so the Dillion family naturally invited its guests to stay for a dinner, and Louis Bonaparte, Charles and others naturally agreed. .

The host, who had been prepared in advance, soon allowed the guests to enjoy an exquisite dinner. However, due to health reasons, the old count stayed in his study to rest and no longer attended the dinner.

At the dinner table, the dressed-up Vicomtesse Dillion kept chatting with Louis Bonaparte, while talking about his early experiences in Italy.

Louis Bonaparte was obviously in a very good mood. During the dinner, he even told a few jokes he heard locally when he was young.

It is true that Louis Bonaparte had a very thick accent. Even the jokes told were not funny at all - but, in this case, who would not laugh without knowing the humor?

Just when Charles was also joining in to cheer for Louis Bonaparte. He suddenly felt something strange. Quietly, he moved his gaze slightly, and then discovered the source of the strange feeling.

It turned out that Matilda, the second young lady in Dillion's house, was looking at him. Under the yellow-white candlelight, her eyes flickered behind her lenses.

After realizing that Charles had noticed her gaze, Matilda moved the knife slightly. He made a gesture with his hand, as if to say, "I have something to talk to you about. Is it convenient for you now?"

Ciel nodded quickly.

After seeing Ciel agreed. A joyful look flashed across Matilda's face, and then she immediately looked away.

Then, after eating for a while longer, Matilda whispered something to her mother next to her. Then he quietly left the table.

Why did she do this? A trace of doubt flashed through Ciel's mind. But he quickly put aside these doubts and planned to go find her later and ask her for details.

Charles stayed for a while, and then took advantage of the opportunity for the next dish to be served to apologize to the person next to him.

After hearing Charles's whispered apology, Louis Bonaparte nodded slightly to show that he understood, while Carlyon gave a complicated look with a half-smile on his face.

Not caring about what they were thinking, Ciel quietly left the table with a hint of embarrassment.

When Ciel walked out of the restaurant. The conversation at the table continued, with the host and his wife and Charles's two companions still chatting and laughing. It was as if no one noticed the sudden departure of the young couple. It’s really good etiquette for the upper class.

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"Mr. Treville, you're finally out." After Charles walked out of the restaurant, Matilda greeted him immediately. This was the first time Charles heard her speak today.

It seemed that her mood had relaxed a lot.

"Miss Dillion, what's wrong with you?" Ciel asked in a low voice out of curiosity. "What do you want from me?"

Matilda's expression was a little strange, as if she was hesitant to speak. Then, after adjusting her glasses, she seemed to regain her composure and returned to her usual composure, almost indifferent.

"Mr. Treville, do you mind going for a walk with me?" she asked with a smile.

"My pleasure." Charles replied immediately.

Then, the two people walked out of the mansion side by side.

In this way, along the path surrounded by green grass, they came to the front yard filled with poplar trees and large maple trees. The thick shade obscured the hustle and bustle coming from the mansion, leaving only the rustling sound of the wind blowing around.

Charles thought to himself that this should be the place - if the other party really wanted to tell him something secret.

"Ah..." Before he could ask again, Matilda suddenly took a deep breath and sighed, "Every time I come here, I feel so much more relaxed! I was really suffocated just now, Mr. Treville!"

"I feel a lot more relaxed too." Charles couldn't help laughing and replied in a low voice.

"I really admire you guys. You don't feel tired even after doing this all day long..." Matilda sighed again, and then murmured softly, "I still like to stay in the studio like before."

"You can continue to do this. Is there anyone who will stop you?" Charles was a little surprised.

"No, no." Matilda shook her head gently, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, "In the current critical moment of the Dilion family, I can't stay out of it. Dad can't make people feel reassured, and George is still young... ... Mr. Treville, I think you can understand me, how can I betray my family? "

After hearing the other party's rhetorical question, Ciel fell silent. Because he can really understand the other person's thoughts.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..." Matilda smiled apologetically, and quickly regained her previous low mood and regained her composure. "Mr. Treville, I called you out so abruptly today because I want to ask you something important."

Charles remained silent, waiting for the other party's next words.

Matilda raised her head slightly and stared at Charles closely. The crystal lens on the bridge of her nose faithfully flashed the distant lights, giving her sight a sharper edge.

"Mr. Treville, does the Marquis de Léoland live in your house now, as a companion to your sister?"

"Yes, that is indeed the case at the moment." Charles replied immediately, his tone still very calm, "Ms. de Leolan wants to be Fran's female companion, and I agreed, that's it. Can't you accept this? ?”

"I see..." Matilda nodded slightly and whispered, as if she had some understanding of the situation.

Then, she looked up at Charles again, "Mr. Treville, don't misunderstand me. I have no objection to Mary's decision. As long as it is her own decision, I have no right to interfere with her... "

"Then why are you..." Ciel became even more confused.

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"The reason why I came to ask you so abruptly today is because..." Matilda paused, as if thinking about the words, "because I have heard some rumors recently, some rumors about Mary..."

Charles understood immediately, but remained calm in his expression.

"What rumors are there?"

"I heard that Mary often visits our other classmates recently," Matilda said the rumors she had heard, and it was just as Charles expected. "When she visited, she often seemed to hint that she knew people who could purchase those bonds in large quantities..."

At this point, Matilda stopped.

The air began to flow again, and the surroundings seemed to become a little colder.

The eyes of the two people met, one was calm and the other was cold.

"So?" Charles asked, but his voice was no longer as relaxed and casual as it was at the beginning, but more solemn. "Did she tell you about this?"

"She didn't tell me..." Matilda shook her head, "I heard it from no one. Later I wrote to her, and she just replied vaguely, and she has been very confused recently. I'm too busy to ask directly..."

She didn't even go to Matilda's house to perform, she was really smart! You can weigh everyone's weight at a glance! Charles couldn't help but praise the Marquis lady in his heart.

"Okay, maybe she is indeed doing this, so what?" Charles continued to test.

"So, based on the above circumstances, Mr. Treville, can I draw such a conclusion..." Unknowingly, she moved closer to Charles, "Her actions were ordered by you?" Is it you who purchased those deposit certificates in large quantities?”

Charles frowned slightly, but Matilda still didn't look away.

"Mr. Treville, although I very much hope that you can tell me the truth directly, you can also deny it, or use other reasons to prevaricate me..." Matilda continued, "But if you want to lie, I, I hope you can give me an excuse that is as convincing as possible, otherwise you will lose my respect for you - I am not averse to deception, but it must be clever deception."

The girl, who was a head shorter than him, stared at Ciel without flinching. The reflection on her lenses seemed to say loudly: If you want to deceive me, just try!

This situation made Charles's heart suddenly tighten.

What's the point of lying at this time?

It's no longer necessary.

"Okay, you won." Charles lightly shrugged and admitted simply, "I was the one who instigated her to do this, but I can assure you that I definitely did not force her, all of this was done voluntarily by her. Well done - and in the spirit of cooperation, I promised to give her the remuneration she deserves. So, you see, we have a good cooperative relationship, and there is absolutely no immoral element... Maybe you don't believe it, But it's true."

After he finished speaking, he spread his hands and looked at Matilda candidly.

With her own wisdom and a little intuition, the girl concluded that the young man opposite was telling the truth.

"I believe it. So, I have one more thing to ask you...". )