Flowers, Swords and France

Before the two of them could think about it, the melodious music had already started playing again. Charles looked at Charlotte and gestured to her to take a rest first, then bowed slightly and gently took Laura's hand. , leading her slowly onto the dance floor.

Anyway, the two of them are now asking for help from the big banker, so it is necessary to maintain some etiquette.

Laura still ignored Charlotte, who was standing next to Charles, and didn't even say hello. She just nodded indifferently, then turned around and followed Charles, leaving only Charlotte who was extremely unhappy. .

Charlotte looked at the two people leaving with a rare frown.

It was not that she was so bored that she was jealous of Charles dancing with a girl, but she was very disgusted with the attitude of Baron de Beauvin and his family in front of the Treville family. This disgust is amplified by the temporary inability to retaliate. If she knew now that there was any way to destroy this whole family, she would definitely do it without hesitation.

Sooner or later, your whole family will be killed. After indifferently drinking a glass of wine provided by the host of the banquet, she thought to herself.

Of course, Charles couldn't feel Charlotte's thoughts at this time. He led Laura onto the dance floor. Laura's hands were smooth and cold, as if the blood flowing in her veins was not ordinary blood. Although she still had no expression, she was as proud as a queen, and with her delicate face, she really looked like an exquisite doll. Ciel held her waist and began to dance to the rhythm of a soft waltz.

Although her face was very stiff, Laura's limbs were surprisingly light. She matched Ciel's dance steps and moved gracefully on the dance floor, coupled with her luxurious dress. The girl's grace is perfectly displayed.

——But still expressionless.

Not only was her face still as cold as ice, Ciel, who was in contact with her skin, could completely feel it. There was no fluctuation in the girl's heart, and her breathing and heartbeat were as normal.

Yes, this event did not touch her at all, and dancing with Charles did not make her particularly happy. She just watched it all calmly.

This fact made Charles feel a little disappointed in his heart - although he didn't expect anything to happen with this young lady. But when he found out that she wanted to dance with Charles by name, he couldn't help but feel a little elated even though he was surprised.

While feeling slightly frustrated, he couldn't help but become more curious. What is the purpose of this eldest lady running over and dragging him to dance?

"You don't seem excited about today?" Driven by curiosity, he whispered in Laura's ear.

"Excited? Why are you excited?" Laura replied coldly, while moving her steps slightly to match Charles's movements. "If you don't feel happy, then why do you want me as your dance partner? I don't think you just want to make a joke with us? It's a lot of words," Charles asked leisurely.

"It's not a joke, sir." Laura's tone was still calm. "Anyway, if I have to choose, it's better to choose you than anyone else. At least you have a decent personality..."

He still looks like a person! Is this really a compliment to me? Still mocking? ? After hearing her answer, Ciel couldn't help but feel slightly surprised.

However, he looked carefully at the other person's expression and didn't find much sarcasm. It seems that in the eyes of this young lady, this is already a rare compliment?

"Then thank you for the compliment." After a moment of silence, Ciel reluctantly said.

"I really don't usually praise others." Laura replied, "Of course. I guess you won't feel honored by it either."

Her attitude was unclear whether she was happy or angry, which made Ciel somewhat unpredictable. So he stopped talking and just wanted to finish the piece as soon as possible and then find an excuse to take a rest.

However, Laura seemed to be having some fun, and asked Charles again, "You seem to have encountered some trouble recently?"

"Um?"

"Judging from your expression, you seem to have encountered a lot of trouble recently..." Laura's mouth seemed to move slightly, showing a different expression for the first time, "That's right, as a busy person , a promising star in the future, if there is no trouble, why would he bother himself to attend such a boring banquet? "

"Is this how you view events held at your home?" Charles asked her question without comment.

"Not only me, but my father also sees it this way, so he almost never leaves the performance himself - of course, you can also understand that he has no confidence in his dancing skills." Laura's smile suddenly became thicker, "Of course, my brother enjoys it..."

"If that's the case, then why does your family always hold such activities? Your family's banquets have always been famous for their grandeur and luxury."

"Isn't the meaning of the existence of upper class society just these boring red tapes and banquets and dances? How can upper class people show their superiority through those etiquette and banquets that even make us impatient? I Our family is also a member of the upper class now, so we have to do as the Romans do..." Laura replied calmly, and then looked at Charles with a smile, "Mr. Treville, your family is considered to be an old connoisseur of the upper class. From your perspective, "How is our family studying?"

"Oh, you studied very well, much better than us." Charles replied with a hint of compliment, "I told you, your family's banquets are very grand and famous."

"Haha..." Laura laughed out loud, "Dad should be very happy to get such a compliment from you... However, my dad said that these social interactions are just means and should never become a part of our lives. Purpose.

Louis XVI and his court indulged themselves in endless feasting at Versailles, so they destroyed themselves. Even your great-grandfather went to the guillotine, right? Many words, if we are like them and indulge in these boring pastimes, we may not end up on the guillotine, but the end will not be much better. "

Then, she nodded towards Charles, "So, my father admires this very much about you. Although you are born in an upper-class society, you are able to free yourself from this fog that erodes human vitality and willpower, and always understand what you want." What, clear goals, firm will, and seeing everything else as a means to be exploited... This kind of quality would not be unusual in the past war years, but in today's 'golden age', which is full of dreams and dreams, it is simply commendable. ”

"I'm afraid I'm not as good as you said." Charles felt a little embarrassed.

"There is no need to be modest. For the strong, it is natural to transcend the ordinary people. There is nothing to be sorry for." Laura replied coldly, "My father really appreciates you. He taught your brother a few times. They all take you as an example and want him to learn from you.”

No wonder her brother has such a bad attitude towards me, I see. What young people hate most is "other people's children", right? Many words suddenly dawned on Charles.

At the same time, Charles also keenly felt that this young lady was intentionally or unintentionally driving a wedge between him and his brother.

"I think Maurice is a good young man." Charles quickly replied, "He also has his excellence."

"Humph...that's right," a malicious sneer appeared on Laura's face again, "Of course he has his excellence, he is very sociable, he has good card skills, he dances very well, he He has very good marksmanship... He has mastered all the skills that people think an outstanding noble young man should master... However, because of this, he lost himself, and he became a pitiful mortal..."...

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"Huh? What do you mean?" Charles asked curiously.

"Isn't the situation obvious?". Laura glanced at Charles coldly, "We are the bourgeoisie, the bourgeoisie. Once we become arty and become aristocrats, we are finished. Only eternal enterprising spirit can make people strong and omnipotent. Like my father, Maurice always couldn't see clearly. In this regard, he regards being an elegant upper class person as the embodiment of his life value, which is simply ridiculous. We are stronger than the remnants of the old era, so we should have the nobles bow to us, right? He originally said many words? He who had the chance to become a great man chose to become a wretch!”

Even though she was speaking with such fierce judgment, her tone was still very cold, and there was no trace of any emotional fluctuations.

"...Yes, as my father said, I have been observing you for a long time, and I also think that you are not like an ordinary nobleman, not the mediocre person I see everywhere here today, but like a person who is like me. A strong man like a father, a person who transcends ordinary people. The world is destined to be driven and run by people like you, not people like my brother..."

"In this case, my brother should be ruthlessly swept away from this world and should not block the way of other strong men." The girl kept the last words in her heart.

Now is not the time, not the time.

And even though she didn't say the last words, Charles still felt a little inexplicably frightened by this girl.

It seems that this girl believes in Nietzsche's philosophy, which divides human beings into "supermen" and hopeless mortals.

Oh no, at this time, Nietzsche had just been born not long ago, and it was not his turn to educate the world. She was taught by her father's words and deeds, and she became her own way. "The strong should be born to be above the ordinary." The philosophy of superman who is the first of his generation. The big banker's eternal desire and pursuit of profits, and his contempt for ordinary people, created such a girl.

After dancing for so long, her hands were still slightly cold as before.

What an amazing person.

Following the melody of the dance music, Laura danced around Charles lightly and gracefully. Suddenly, Laura leaned back, and then Charles held her waist, and then the two of them looked at each other like this.

She is indeed very beautiful,

Ciel commented in his mind without emotion.

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