Flowers, Swords and France

The countryside in autumn is the most fertile time of the year. The wheat in the fields has matured, dyeing the earth golden, and the fruit trees in the woods are already full of fruits. It seems that the whole world is full of fruits. Full of fruity aroma.

In the cool autumn breeze, a gray hare walked freely among the grass at the edge of the forest, enjoying a rare meal recently.

Suddenly, it felt something abnormal. It raised its head and saw two humans in the distance, observing it quietly. In the rabbit's eyes, these humans all looked strange, and one of them was holding a strange-shaped iron pipe and pointed it at it. .

It didn't know what this thing was, but the instinct it had honed over millions of years made it feel the danger almost subconsciously, and it immediately decided to run away.

However, at this moment, it saw white smoke suddenly coming out of the iron pipe.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise accompanied by a huge impact, causing it to lose consciousness.

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"Wow, I really hit it!" Of course, humans in the distance would not pay attention to the life of a hare. The young man holding the gun barrel, after discovering his own achievements, exclaimed with a little joy, "It's really impressive that you can suddenly maintain your accuracy at such a distance!" After Charles's description, Viscount Alex de Lautrec was indeed very interested in the "new weapons" that Charles praised so much, so At Ciel's suggestion. During his vacation, he and Charles went to a villa in the countryside to study this new type of firearm carefully while hunting.

Of course, just as Ciel expected. He was really happy with it.

"What I told you, can it still be wrong?" Charles, standing next to him, smiled, and then whistled slightly frivolously, "Do you believe it now? This is indeed an epoch-making infantry arms."

"Yes, I believe it. If you are not doing magic, then this is indeed an extremely excellent rifle. It is enough to make all the standard rifles currently equipped by the army enter the museum." Viscount Lautrec rarely reserved directly. Echoed Ciel's statement. “I never thought I would be lucky enough to be the first to use it!”

"Now that you know its benefits, you can understand my urgency." Charles still smiled, "Shouldn't we let all army officers and soldiers use it as soon as possible?"

"Yes. Yes, it absolutely should be, and the sooner the better!" Viscount Lautrec nodded immediately and carefully played with the rifle in his hand. Stroking its smooth wooden handle and rifled barrel. Then he suddenly sighed, "Ah, what a wonderful thing! If in our fathers' generation, in Borodino, we had this thing... they would not be able to escape!" [In the summer of 1812, Napoleon I from He led an army to invade Russia, attacking all the way and finally reaching the heart of Russia. After a period of preparation, the Russian army faced the French army in the village of Borodino, 125 kilometers west of Moscow. On August 26 (September 7 in the Russian calendar). The Russian and French armies launched the largest battle in Borodino. Both armies suffered heavy casualties in this battle, with each suffering at least 35,000 casualties.

Because Russia retreated. The French army could barely be considered a tragic victory, but it completely failed to achieve its strategic goal of annihilating the main force of the Russian army and forcing the Tsar to sue for peace. Although they later took advantage of the situation and occupied Moscow, they still inevitably failed in the end. 】

"So what if we win the Battle of Borodino? The army will still end up in the Russian winter plains." Charles shrugged.

He could understand the other party's sigh. Regardless of whether he liked Napoleon or not, almost every French soldier felt saddened by the failure of the French Empire's expedition to Russia. As a nobleman from a military family, his father had participated in the unfortunate war with Russia, so his heartache seemed to be twice as much.

"Well, there is no point in thinking about this kind of problem now. Of course, our generation can do well what past generations failed to do well, and we should do well." Seeing that the other party was still playing with the gun, Charles He stretched out his hand and took the gun, "We didn't use it in the war with Russia that year, but soon, in the new round of war with Russia, we will definitely be able to use it..."

"A new round of war with Russia?" After hearing what Charles said, Viscount Lautrec was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted.

"You mean that Mr. President has decided to go to war with the Russians in the near future?"

"Oh, this is indeed a possibility. I can't say that it is completely a foregone conclusion." Charles smiled vaguely and did not give any clear answer. "In my opinion, the mission of the Army is not to prepare. War? We could go to war with any country, not just European countries, right?"

After getting Charles' hint, Viscount Lautrec also understood that this issue was not something he should pursue, so he stopped pursuing it. "What you said is not unreasonable."

"In short, now you also support my plan so that the army can install this new type of firearm in large quantities as soon as possible?"

Viscount Lautrec straightened his shoulders, which were not broad, and looked at Charles seriously.

"Yes, I support your idea and am willing to help you with this."

"That's great! Thank you, Alex." Charles held out his hand.

Viscount Toulouse hesitated for a moment, but finally held out his hand.

………………

After the morning hunting, the two walked back to the villa, and lunch was almost ready.

"Oh! Did you have fun?" Albert smiled at the two young men who had just returned.

He was also the host of today's banquet.

"Well, it's pretty good, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. de-Foa-Grai." Alex replied with a little coldness.

"Don't call me so distant, brother, just call me Albert!" Albert shouted exaggeratedly, and then patted his shoulder enthusiastically, "Since we are here, aren't we friends? Come on, let's have a good drink later?!"

Being treated so warmly by Albert, Viscount Toulouse-Lautrec couldn't help but frown slightly. As an introvert, he was obviously not good at dealing with such familiarity. He looked at Charles with embarrassment, but Charles seemed to be at a loss, so he had to chat with Albert with a gloomy face, hoping that this guy would feel bored and walk away.

However, he obviously underestimated Albert's patience - or his determination to tease him. Albert ignored his indifference and kept talking to him about some boring topics, as if he wanted to amuse himself from his slightly embarrassed appearance.

Just when Viscount Toulouse-Lautrec felt unbearable and wanted to ignore etiquette and clearly tell him that he had no interest in talking to him, there was a noise outside the door suddenly.

The noise attracted the attention of Charles and Albert, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

With the sound of footsteps, the door suddenly opened, and he looked at a face with a high forehead, hooked nose, expressionless, serious and cold.

And this person's eyes quickly fell on Charles, who had been silent beside him. "Sir, I'm here."

"Oh, you're here, please sit down." Charles smiled and gestured.

Then, Charles turned his head and looked at Albert.

"Albert, this is Mr. Conze I told you about."

The original text can be read in Liu # 9 @Book/Bar!

At this moment, Viscount Toulouse knew that they must be talking about something he shouldn't listen to.

So he immediately said goodbye for the time being.

"Mr. de Treville, I want to go to the woods to take a look."

"Oh, thank you, Alex." Charles nodded at him, admiring his tact. "Remember to come back early, lunch will be very rich."

………………

Is this the "hunter"?

Albert looked at the expressionless man in front of him and muttered in his heart.

Even under his scrutiny, the person on the other side still had no reaction, as if he didn't notice him at all.

He really looks like a useful person. Albert inadvertently made the same judgment as the former Prime Minister Duke of Dalmatia.

"Mr. Conze, I think you already know why I called you here today?" At this time, Charles suddenly spoke. "Do you need me to repeat it again?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you want me to assist this gentleman..." He stretched out his hand and pointed at Albert, his tone was low and indifferent, and there seemed to be no emotional fluctuations, as if he was pointing at an exhibit in a museum. "Come and clean up the gangs in Paris so that they can be used by the president?"

"It's a very accurate description. It seems that I don't need to say more. You just need to listen to him for the rest." Charles nodded, "Then do you have any objection to my request?"

"I have no objection to this task." Kongze answered immediately.

"Even if it requires killing people for this?" Albert raised his eyebrows slightly. He asked provocatively.

"Even so."

Or rather... I am looking forward to it.

A flash of excitement flashed through Kongze's heart. After lying dormant for a long time, he finally found a ray of light, a ray of light that can illuminate his future... a ray of holy light that can make him stand out.

For this, it is right to do anything, isn't it?

"Very good." Charles smiled with relief, and then still stared at him, "I know everything you want. And he is my good friend. As long as you can complete your task... then anything you want, we can find a way to give it to you."

Then he smiled even more.

"Well, good luck to you, sir."