Flowers, Swords and France

"I'm so glad that you just treat me as a true brother, my child!"

The young man's answer, which was full of enthusiasm and determination, did not arouse as much emotion in Fran's heart as he hoped. Instead, it made her even more unhappy.

Why does this person like to get close to each other so much? What else can he say about a true brother... He doesn't even look at who he is, so what qualifications do he have to say that to himself?

...No matter what, as long as you are willing to help, it is better than not helping.

Thinking of this, Fran put aside the little unhappiness in her heart and showed her heart-warming smile again, "I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you, sir... for such a chivalrous heart. , Where can I see it again? No matter what the final result is, I will always keep your heart in my heart."

"A chivalrous heart?" Ezreal asked in a low voice first, and then opened his mouth to say something, but in the end it turned into a bitter smile, "You are right, a beautiful and kind-hearted child like you cannot be cared for Is it natural? If your brother doesn’t do it, there will naturally be others who are willing to do it, and I’m just an insignificant one among them.”

"What you said is really touching." Fran nodded, "What should I use to repay your enthusiasm?"

"You don't need to reward me with anything, I don't need it. And I think under the constraints of your brother, you don't have much money to spend, so you should keep it for yourself for your future." Ezreal He waved his hand, indicating that he was not coveting any reward, "For me, your ability to live happily is the best reward."

"Really..." Fran nodded emotionally. Then he smiled and said, "Thank you for your blessing. I will definitely do it."

This smile was so bright that even the jewelry she wore eclipsed it, making Ezreal sigh again.

"Okay, how exactly do you need me to help you?"

"I...I haven't thought about it right now. I just found myself about to fall into a desperate situation, and I was anxious to find help for myself, just like those poor people who fell into the water and were desperate..." Fran hesitated to answer, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared, "Besides... I am a weak child. How can I resist my brother? You know, my brother is not only my eldest brother, but also It’s very popular now, in front of a high official..."

Then, she suddenly raised her voice, as if she regretted her current actions, "No, you can't fight him, you are irrelevant. There is no need to fight him. I can't force you into it. In the terrible danger, it is enough for me to bear it all by myself..."

"What's the point of saying that now? I've already decided to go on and won't back down halfway," Ezreal replied enthusiastically. "As for your brother, he is indeed very powerful, but what about this? He can't defeat justice. He can't defeat God either!"

Seeing the other party's answer, Fran lowered her head. As if he was hesitating about this.

After this trial, she finally confirmed. The man in front of him indeed has the reckless brute force of a young man - no matter what the motivation is, at least he can use it.

After being silent for a long time, she finally raised her head again.

"Okay, thank you, then...I can only rely on you."

"My pleasure." Ezrael smiled and waved his hand.

"I haven't thought about all the specific actions yet. Just wait and I will send you a message when the time comes."

At this moment, Fran heard a commotion behind her. She turned around and saw that a group of people had already walked out of the theater passage.

It seems that it's time to leave.

"Sorry, I can't stay here any longer." Fran turned back and looked at Ezreal anxiously, "Please remember everything I told you today!"

"I will."

Ezreal answered generously.

"Well, goodbye first, sir." Fran raised her hand and waved to him with a smile, "I will always remember your kindness!"

Ezreal bowed gracefully to Fran, and then, in the cold winter wind, he looked at Fran with a smile on his face and stepped back step by step. After many steps, he turned around and left.

He has never felt that he has such a heavy responsibility as he does today. These two cousins ​​are relying on his help. He must stand up bravely, fight against that person, and protect them from harm - he is not even willing to admit it. That man is his brother.

He and his father are the same, and the son of a bad seed will always be a bad seed.

After watching him leave, Fran turned and walked back. The smile on her face slowly disappeared, leaving only her usual indifference.

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"Char, thank you for your help! Let me just say, how could we not have your help?!"

In the living room of Earl Dilion's house, the Earl gave Charles a tight hold on Charles's hand and kept expressing his gratitude to him.

Standing next to him was his daughter Matilda, a young woman wearing glasses, who was calmly observing the seemingly close interaction between the two people.

After returning from the parade ground in Satori, Charles visited the minister's home early in the morning, and then told the count that he had persuaded the president to promote Lucien.

And he was thanked by the count as expected.

Ever since he knew that the president and Charles were going to let soldiers enter the Ministry of Railways and dilute his power, Count Dillion has not been in a very good mood. Until today, when he heard that the president decided to make his son-in-law the head of this new department, he turned back to joy - since the power he had divided could be slightly compensated by his son-in-law, there was no need to feel particularly sorry.

As for how his successor would have a headache, what did it have to do with him?

"I'm just doing what I should do." Charles replied with a smile, and then blinked at Matilda. "After all, we have always been in the same boat. Isn't it?"

Seeing that Charles had been looking at her, Matilda, who had been silent, smiled slightly, then nodded gently, giving Charles a satisfactory answer.

"Yes, yes, isn't that right? We have always been tied together." The Count answered loudly, "As long as we continue to be so closely united, what storms can we not overcome?"

"That's right."

...

After talking politely with the Count for a long time, Charles finally found an opportunity. After the master left, he secretly walked to a small room by the stairs, walked in, and hugged Matilda who had been waiting there for a long time.

"Matilda, how do you think I did? Are you satisfied?" He said, lowering his head and rubbing her fair cheek.

"Very satisfied, sir, thank you." Matilda blushed slightly and answered awkwardly. "You did it faster than I thought."

Although Matilda didn't like Charles being so intimate with her in her own home. But because several protests were ineffective, she had to acquiesce to Charles's recklessness.

The original text is in the six # 9 @book/bar!

Moreover, today this can be regarded as a kind of compensation for Charles - after seeing that Louis-Bonaparte and Charles were very determined to promote military reforms, and the situation in which her father's power was inevitably eroded. It was Matilda who asked Charles for help to make her brother-in-law one of the persons in charge. Since Charles did it, she naturally planned to give a little reward.

Of course. Even if she didn't ask him to do so, Charles would do it, but of course Charles wouldn't tell her.

"Of course. Since it's something you entrusted, how could I have any reservations? I took advantage of every opportunity. As soon as I found an opportunity, I recommended Lucien to the president, and finally got him to agree to meet Lucien alone... Fortunately, Lucien really had real talent and persuaded the president, so I could recommend him to the president."

Then, Charles told Matilda exactly how he pushed Lucien up.

"Great... Dad can finally sleep now." Matilda heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, "My sister will definitely be very happy too. Overall, everyone got a satisfactory result... Even I feel relieved, and I don't have to be blamed by Dad anymore."

"Blame? What can he blame you for? This has nothing to do with you. What can you blame you for?" Charles was a little surprised. "This is the president's decision, and it's a military matter. No one should question it."

"Why do you say that?"

Looking at Matilda's mocking expression, as if he suddenly thought of something, he slightly widened his eyes.

"Could it be..." Charles looked at Matilda in disbelief, "Your father has, has..."

"Yes, he already knows. Although Dad was still confused at the beginning, but now, it's already like this, is there anything he doesn't understand? Mom is even more so." Matilda spread her hands, "But I have freedom of action, he can't control me. Besides, they are happy to be confused, and they are too busy with ordinary things, why bother to interfere in our affairs?"

Her tone was a little strange, both like consolation and teasing. It was probably more of a complaint about the alienation of her parents-although in this matter, the alienation of her parents was actually beneficial to her.

"Okay, Matilda." Charles sighed and kissed her forehead, "Don't worry, I know what you mean... Don't you still believe me?"

He really understood that Matilda was actually hinting or threatening him-you can't abandon our family again or harm my father, otherwise it will be over between the two of us.

Although he understood this, he did not feel angry or disgusted. After all, this was normal - Matilda has always been like this, it would be strange if she didn't think so.

"Well... I understand, so I have always been very grateful to you... Don't you think my "gratitude" is not enough?" Matilda looked up at Charles with a shy expression.

"Oh, of course it's not enough, I want you to continue to be grateful, the more the better." Charles answered immediately. "Well, since they all know it, then we don't have to worry so much, otherwise today..."

"Hey! What are you talking about?" Frightened, Matilda hurriedly pushed Charles away.

Charles couldn't help laughing.

Matilda realized that she had been fooled by Charles, and her face turned redder.

"You are really a fool," she complained, "This doesn't look like someone who is getting married."

This sentence made Charles speechless for a moment.

He heard a hint of jealousy hidden in it, but he didn't know how to reduce it.

Finally, he simply changed the subject.

"These are two different things. Matilda, I will take you there to relax in a few days. Haven't you been waiting for a long time?"

"Huh? But..." Matilda hesitated, "You are not..."

"I don't care so much." Charles answered quite directly, "I have completed your entrustment, and you should also complete mine." (To be continued..)