Flowers, Swords and France

"Brother, it's so beautiful here!"

Fran looked at the small lake in front of her and sighed in a low voice.

"Well, yes, it is indeed beautiful." Charles smiled and agreed with his sister. "So I think this place should be able to give you enough inspiration as you hope."

In front of them was the small lake that Fran wanted to go to that day but failed to do so. At this moment, under the breeze, the surface of the small lake was rolling with thousands of silver lights, and the originally clear water suddenly became less transparent. Next to the small lake is a fruit tree. Although the harvest season has not yet reached the harvest season, buds have begun to appear on the fruit trees. The heat of summer has also been cut down by most of the woods here. It is really a rural scenery with birds singing and flowers fragrant. .

"Yes." Fran blushed slightly and nodded, "I am indeed more inspired than before."

Then, she picked up the painting tools next to her and prepared to start painting.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a huge gunshot broke the silence.

Fran, who was originally full of creative desire, was also disturbed by the gunshot. She raised her head dissatisfied and glanced to the right.

And standing there was her cousin.

Today, Charlotte is wearing a gray hunting suit and long boots. She held a shotgun in her hand, and there was a faint white mist on the barrel. Obviously, the shot just now was her masterpiece.

"Ciel!" Charlotte cheered loudly as she looked at the results of the battle in the distance. He didn't care at all about Fran's dissatisfied protests, "Look, I knocked down that quail!"

"Yeah. That's awesome." Ciel quickly praised him. "After all this time, your marksmanship is still quite accurate."

"Why don't you come and play too? I'd also like to see how much you have regressed now..." Charlotte looked at Ciel with a smile.

When they were children, they would occasionally go to the Duke of Treville's farm in the suburbs to play together, and then they would get together to hunt, so they were already familiar with it. Charlotte often lost to Charles at that time. So I still feel a little bit unhappy about it.

"Oh, then you might be disappointed," Ciel shrugged. "Although I've been busy recently, I think my current shooting skills should still be enough..."

"It's useless to say it with your mouth," Charlotte's smile became more playful and sarcastic. Then. She handed the shotgun in her hand towards Ciel.

"Show it with action, sir?"

"Okay, if you so wish." Charles took the shotgun easily, filled it with gunpowder and bullets, and then slowly picked it up. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at himself sister, "Can you draw me a good picture? Miss Treville?"

Fran was shocked at first. Then he nodded immediately.

"Okay, sir."

Then. She quickly raised her paintbrush and looked carefully at Ciel holding the shotgun.

Under his sister's serious gaze, even Charles couldn't help but feel a little carried away. After a while, he put away these thoughts and stared ahead seriously.

A quail was standing on a branch, chirping, and because there were many branches blocking it, Charles just watched it motionless. After a while, as if it was tired of staying in one place, the quail flew up from the branches, its gray wings fluttering, flying around with the branches and leaves.

I've been waiting for this moment.

"Bang!"

With this loud noise, the quail immediately fell from the sky.

"Charlotte, look, I hit it!" Charles cheered happily.

"It's just the same results as me. What's there to be happy about..." Charlotte replied.

Charles had just filled up the ammunition and was about to fire another shot when he suddenly found that Fran had already started writing. So he put down the gun and walked gently to Fran's side. At this time, Fran was already walking around on the canvas with a paintbrush, changing paints from time to time, and she didn't even notice him at all, as if she was completely immersed in artistic creation.

Ciel stopped making any noise and focused on Fran's creation. With Fran's brush, the outline of the painting on the canvas appeared bit by bit, and slowly the entire structure was clearly revealed. Finally, Fran stopped painting and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The clouds in the sky cover the sun, and the entire painting has a dark tone. However, precisely because of this blurred background, a young man on the right is deliberately highlighted. He was holding a gun and looking straight ahead, standing tall and calm. His face was focused and resolute, as if the prey in front of him was not a small animal, but the enemy's thousands of troops.

Could such a handsome and handsome person be me? This situation made Ciel feel a little suspicious, but...it really felt good.

"The painting is really good, Fran, it's amazing!" Charles couldn't help but admired, "Draw it well, and give it to me when you're done. I have to collect this painting well and pass it on to my children so that they can Look how awesome their father is!"

"Well, pass it on to our child, Ciel." Charlotte echoed from the side, "The painting is indeed good."

Fran frowned slightly after hearing Charlotte's words, but quickly returned to normal.

"Okay, sir, if you like it, I'll give it to you? It's just for you anyway." She looked at her brother with a smile, "As long as you're satisfied, that'll be great. I'm afraid that I've been regressing recently."

"Thank you, Fran." Charles stretched out his hand and stroked Fran's head. He was very happy at the moment - not only because of today's beautiful scenery and the painting his sister drew for him, but also because of the harmonious relationship between the three of them.

What a blessing it would be if time could always freeze at this moment. A sigh suddenly passed through Charles's heart.

However, it seemed as if he was deliberately going against him. Just a moment later, a shout came from not far away in his ears.

"Sir, I have your letter!"

His heart suddenly sank. A surge of anger suddenly rose from his heart.

Do you want to disturb me at this time? !

However, no matter how angry he was, he had to suppress it, because he had previously ordered that if it was a letter sent by a few important people, it must be brought to him for review as soon as possible. Since the servant came to report the news, it meant that it was indeed an urgent matter.

The thought of this. He had no choice but to face the reality.

"You guys continue to play, I'll be right back!" He subconsciously handed the gun in his hand to the sister next to him, and then walked towards the servant.

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Charlotte looked at Ciel's leaving figure. She was wondering what happened to him. However, she suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling in her heart, as if her heartbeat was beating a few minutes faster. The source of this unusual feeling. Charlotte thought quickly.

Charles the bastard. Why did you hand the gun to that person when you left? She roared in her heart, feeling cold all over, and then turned her head stiffly to look at Fran.

Fortunately, the scene she feared most did not appear. The gun was held horizontally and was not pointed at her.

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However, Fran was looking at her with an emotionless gaze, which was so cold. Charlotte even suspected that she was about to face bad luck.

However, a moment passed. Another moment passed, but this scene did not happen.

The two people just looked at each other coldly. Even though they were so close, even though they had the same last name, even though they were sisters, there was no warmth between them. They were both very young, but they seemed to have been together for many years. Like old enemies.

"It's rare to have such a good opportunity, why don't you take action?" After a while, Charlotte finally spoke. "How long have you been waiting for this good opportunity? If you delay it any longer, I'm afraid I'll miss it."

Although she knew that if she angered Fran again, she might cause big trouble, Charlotte was still not afraid at all. She looked at Fran coldly, with a sneer on her face. "Or are you afraid of being punished by your brother afterwards? I don't think you are the kind of person who looks forward and backward. Have you regressed after a few years?"

There was still no expression on Fran's face.

"Punishment? What can there be?" Although her tone was still gentle, it was very cold and no longer as soft and cute as usual. "If I shot you to death like that just now, and then told my brother that I was careless, A fire broke out and knocked you down... That's right , my brother will be very angry, he will be so angry, he will even hit me, but will he really hurt me? Or will he take revenge on you? No, he will not, he will chase the ten thousandth. There is a possibility that I really had no intention of having a fire, and even cursed God for it.

Also, how long will he stay angry? When will you forgive me? Guess? Half a year? One year? Two years? Ten years at most? Do you think I still have a long life and can’t wait for this time? "

It turns out that I really thought about this monster just now! Charlotte suddenly felt terrified. Damn it, how could you be so careless all of a sudden!

Moreover, after thinking about it for a while, Charlotte had to painfully admit that what she said might indeed be true. Judging from Charles's always doting on his sister, maybe he would really do this.

"Then why don't you take the opportunity to try it?" Her throat was a little dry, but she still maintained her composure and dignity. "Maybe that's really the case?"

"No need to provoke me anymore. I really wanted to try it just now, but... now I have given up on this idea." Fran changed the gun she was holding horizontally to holding it diagonally, as if she had really given up on this plan.

"Why? What exactly do you think?" Charlotte was a little confused.

"Are you in a hurry to die?" Fran asked.

"That's not true, I'm just curious." Charlotte smiled slightly, "If you think that I will be moved and leave Shire voluntarily, you have too much imagination. I can Let me tell you clearly, this is impossible! I am already engaged to him, and we will get married soon. I have been waiting for so many years and will never let him go. I can do this. Everything!" Charlotte said calmly, as if she was not worried about the other party losing his mind at all, "I tell you, we will live together for thirty years, forty years and fifty years, until the day of eternal disaster, we will have children. , there will be happiness that you can only look up to forever...Poor child, in the end you can only be a bystander, watching us be so happy, spending yourself in regret and unwillingness..."

Fran still listened quietly, and only the slightly trembling shoulders could show her true feelings.

However, she still didn't take action. Instead, she handed the gun to Charlotte again, as if she wasn't worried about the other party shooting her at all.

"I still don't understand what you are thinking." Charlotte took the gun calmly like a gift, and then asked curiously. "Or are you just soft-hearted for a moment?"

"How could you understand? How could someone like you, who has had everything since childhood, understand?" Fran sneered, "You have parents and a noble family background. They dote on you. You want to Everything is there, but what else do we have besides a good surname? When we were young, we had to plan our lives carefully. My brother wanted to fight for wealth, but I wanted to smile at those people I hated and looked down upon! Apart from my brother, I had nothing, but this was enough, completely enough. ...we would be fine together without you!

Even if I beat you to death here, what would it mean? I just took advantage of his doting on me, which was only for my sister! I don't want to hide behind him anymore, that's enough, I also have my dignity in this kind of thing. Moreover, if I really do this, he will keep you in his heart forever and keep you in that position that you are not worthy of staying in. Is there any more ridiculous result than this? Don't you know? My brother looks down on you. If it weren't for your grandfather's agreement, you wouldn't be worthy of being with him. Don't you know? "

Such a vicious attack finally made Charlotte unable to maintain her composure any longer.

"Even if this is the case, so what? Do you think everything will be fine without me? He is your brother! You are brother and sister! Are you crazy?" In such a gaffe, Charlotte even forgot to use "you" Address each other. "Do you know what you are saying? Do you know what you are doing? Crazy...you are really crazy!"

Fran was stunned in front of Charlotte's questioning.

Nothing could hurt her more than these words.

Charlotte also stopped talking. She also regained her usual calmness and good manners, and was quite relieved that she had fought back.

An eerie silence continued between the two people.

Suddenly, she shouted like crazy.

"So what! So what!" (To be continued...)