Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

“There have to be plenty of occasions for you to get fancy.”

"Not here, just a bunch of ceremonies and lectures, stupid."

"Anyway, if you attend a party where I'm not invited, you'll be in big trouble."

"I tried, but my father was very persistent."

The warmth of the long-awaited reunion between the young lovers did not last long and was soon broken by human intervention.

——Gunshots were heard in the Palace of Versailles, the center of France.

"what happened?"

"It's gunshots, go check it out."

In the marble square, Grand Master de la Serre of the Knights Templar could not help but admire the assassin who fell to the ground and attempted to commit a crime, and the young man who walked out of the side door leisurely.

"You are really young and promising."

"The Grand Commander is not to be outdone. So, can I make my request?"

"If it's within my power."

"Great Knight, all the information about De Rais, these are my conditions."

"How can I contact you?"

"Mr. Shay will give you the answer. Also, someone is coming. Please excuse me first."

The dim light did not allow him to see the man's appearance clearly, but the appearance of the person who tried to assassinate him was too familiar.

"France is about to change..."

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PS: The test results are out...

It's over, it ...

GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I failed five subjects...

I'm dying.

Chapter 115 We love France, and we support ourselves

The gunshots did not have much impact on the representatives, at most causing some disturbance. However, what lay before the representatives, especially those of the third level, was something more important.

"What happened while I was away?" Alvin asked as he jogged back.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, nothing happened." Mary, who was somewhat bored, was looking down at the other representatives who were talking at the windowsill. Despite the seemingly intense discussion, the content of the conversation was so boring.

Simply put, it is just a way to get by.

"These people are just having fun. They never thought about what this actually means." Alvin comforted the somewhat depressed Mary. After experiencing a series of major changes, being able to stand here is already a victory.

"The tiny individual is insignificant to the times, but the times have the power to destroy, influence, and rebuild the individual. This is where the strength of the times lies. It represents direction and affects the specific orientation, concept, quality, and pattern of individual life. They are inseparable."

He hugged the beauty from behind and made a promise in her ear in a voice that only they could hear. "Don't worry, we will win in the end."

"Besides, we will have reinforcements."

Alvin's sight was fixed on the empty private room diagonally opposite, which was Lafayette's seat. As a hero of the War of Independence and the one with the highest vision among the second class of the Estates General, he would certainly not just stand there and watch.

He should, no, he has already taken action, and maybe he will knock on the door in the next second.

"Knock knock--" The door was knocked from outside.

"Aren't you going to see who the visitor is, ma'am?"

"Do you still remember that you are the housekeeper..." Mary looked at him with a resentful look, like a child who had suffered a great injustice.

"A woman's resentful look always makes a man make some mistakes, big or small, without realizing it. Madam, you should take this as a warning."

"What nonsense." She broke free from the arms of the man behind her and opened the door under Alvin's gaze.

"Hello, ma'am."

"Hello, Marquis Lafayette. Why did you come to my place? Would you like a cup of tea?"

"If you don't mind me bothering you here."

"Alvin, make our hero a cup of tea."

"Your will, ma'am."

She felt that the man behind her was a little anxious. Was it because he was nervous?

No, obviously not. As a man who had just come down from the battlefield and had experienced life and death, it was absolutely impossible for him to have such emotions. This was a complete disqualification for him.

So what could have made him so anxious? Mary thought of a possibility.

How impossible it is for three mortal enemies who have never had any contact with each other to sit together and have a chat, but under the current circumstances, it seems not impossible?

Let's see what happens next.

Lafayette was extremely anxious now.

I finally persuaded Mara to put aside the past and attend the evening meeting, but he ended up being trapped here by someone. And judging from the look of that person, he was determined to stay here.

It’s so tiring to deal with these people every day... I should have invited the "Emperor" to come with me.

"Your tea is ready, sir."

"Thank you."

When the young butler put the black tea on the table, he tried to start the conversation with the quality of the tea, but the conversation ended after two or three sentences. Seeing this, he could only continue to waste time here, praying that time would pass slowly.

At least that's what he thought an hour ago.

After watching the hands of the pocket watch turn a circle, Lafayette, who could no longer hold back, began to act.

"Madam, my purpose today is..."

"Are you inviting me to attend the meeting on the King's remarks?"

"So you knew that."

"No, I do not know."

She was still drinking tea there by herself. It seemed that the rumor that she and Queen Mary could sit together and drink tea for a whole day was not just an urban legend.

"It's simply because you can't keep your words to yourself. Your intentions are written all over your face, so it's hard not to let others know."

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Lafayette remembered that afternoon when he first met her and had asked her this fatal question.

You can't hide problems, they show up on your face. And to this day, he still can't fix this fatal flaw.

"Tell me who will be attending."

"The first class announced that they would not participate. The second class only included me, and the third class included Mara and his group."

"What an interesting combination. Will there really be no quarrel?"

"This is..." He became interested in the young man who had been sitting next to her in silence. After all, at this time, not everyone could sit next to her casually.

"He's the housekeeper I recently hired."

"A professional at the same time." Alvin replied, not noticing her speechless expression.

"So as the initiator of the meeting, I would like to ask Mr. Lafayette what he thinks of His Majesty's remarks."

"Do you want a personal perspective, or one from the second level?"

"Listen, you can listen to it."

"The answers are all the same. It's totally unreasonable."

Even after thinking about it for a whole day, he still couldn't figure out what kind of melons were sold on Louis XVI's Gourd Road. Or maybe Louis XVI was crazy.

Caron was doing a good job, why did you fire him?

"But even so, you still want to save this inner decayed-"

"——This has never changed, sir. What I experienced on that continent in the past, I want to promote so much on the land under my feet. That is definitely the right way, and it has been tested."

"In fact, with your status, you can definitely make a name for yourself there. Why would you return to this precarious palace?"

After all, the title given to him by later generations, "Father of the United States", is not a fabricated title, but a real one.

“As descendants of the Gauls, we may all see our own reflections in this land, and discover places in the past that are close to our own life trajectories.”

“You may be in a slump for a long time, but you have never given up your ideals.”

“You may have won glory, but you never show off about it.”

“You may be oppressed by the powerful, but you never change your principles.”

“You may be sad and depressed, but you will never bury your passion.”

"We love France and we support ourselves."

He opened his hand and smiled, motioning Alvin to continue. It had been a long time since he met someone who suited his taste so well.

"Do you want to continue?"

"That's not necessary, Mr. Lafayette." Alvin began to organize the relevant information to prepare for the more important things to come.

"It is time to go, madame, and see this so-called National Assembly."

He admitted that he was convinced.

PS1: I get sick every time I come back. Is this the difference between the north and the south?

PS2: I have a feeling I will be held back...

PS3: 2.1 is now available! Infinite pool is here!

Chapter 116: Provoking the World to Revolt

In the huge conference room, Mara kept tapping the table with his fingers. In the enclosed space, all senses were infinitely magnified, but he was the only one who made the sound.

"Lafayette is really a slow cooker."

"Mr. Mara, that's the thirty-second time you've said that in the last hour."

"Robespierre, why do you always remember these weird things? Wouldn't it be better if you used this time to do something serious?"

"It's a personal hobby, sir, you're crossing the line a bit."

"The problem is, he's left us here for a whole hour."

"Maybe this is a test?"

"What's the test? We are all in the same boat now!"

"Of course it's a test of your patience, Marat." Lafayette, who arrived late, showed no remorse at all. He even whistled proudly, and there was a light-hearted and cheerful tune in the whistle.

"Look who is our distinguished guest today?"

Under the guidance of his words, the two people who appeared in response could not help but make them feel amazed. One was amazed at Lafayette for inviting this distinguished guest, and the other was amazed at a young man who was unknown to everyone present.

Who is this?

What are you here for?

Do you know what to do here?

"Lafayette, what's wrong with this guy?"

"——I hired this professional, what's wrong?"

"I don't think he has the right to be here."

"That's not up to you, sir." Alvin retorted. "If you want to accuse and sanction me, I must be a government official, but unfortunately I'm not one, so you've fallen into a paradox from the first step."

These words were like bricks thrown at him, choking him so much that he stretched his neck and stared, unable to answer.

What a sharp-tongued young man, he thought.

"Although I know you're very angry right now, you've chosen the wrong person to vent your anger on. This is a young man I can't even take advantage of."