An Ning heard a burst of noise from the noble girls nearby.
They should all be shocked by Christina's move of ignoring Reginald and directly greeting An Ning.
In this era, the nobles were the privileged class, while the common people were just courtiers. There was an invisible gap between the two classes.
Although the spread of enlightenment ideas and the development of society have blurred this gap, it will not disappear completely until the Great Revolution.
Christina trotted over and held An Ning's hand: "I'll see you later, don't die!"
An Ning: "Uh... do you also think that I will lose in all likelihood?"
Christina looked away: "This... I originally thought you would be fine if you could defeat the robber, but after talking to Fanny last night, I'm not so sure..."
Fanny what did you do?
An Ning glanced at the maid next to her.
The maid looked away.
At this time, Reginald stepped in between An Ning and the maid, blocking his view.
Reginald: "They said what happened to Christina and you on their way back to France. I didn't believe it..."
An Ning: "It's true that nothing happened. After all, I always thought she was a man. Nothing but comradeship will develop between two men."
Reginald: "Huh, who knows. I don't care, you are going to die today anyway. Mr. Priest, I suggest we start!"
Christina looked at An Ning and whispered: "I'm still looking forward to going to the military academy in Briena with you. Survive!"
As she spoke, she let go of An Ning's hand and walked towards the position prepared by the servants of the Duke's Palace, turning back three times at a time.
Mirabeau: "If the Duke were not my sponsor, I'm afraid I would already be imagining how to write the story between you."
After speaking, Mirabeau patted An Ning on the shoulder, walked towards the noble girls under the nearby parasol, and greeted the girls familiarly. Apparently Mirabeau also hung out with them in the salon.
Mably nodded to An Ning and took a few steps back.
As a witness, he wants to witness the entire process from close range.
At this time, Reginald's friends also came forward to wish him good luck.
After a while, only An Ning and Reginald were left standing opposite each other, with Sieyès standing beside him as the main third-party witness, like a referee in a boxing match.
Sieyès: "Okay, gentlemen, please draw your swords and salute each other!"
Reginald drew his sword and gave a knightly salute to An Ning.
An Ning learns from others.
At this time, a burst of laughter broke out from the noble ladies: "Look, he can't even salute!"
"He is a cobbler's son after all!"
"Reggie, kill him!"
At this time, Christina's voice overwhelmed the voices of Reginald's relatives and friends: "Andy! I believe in you! Try to survive!"
This roar seemed to fill Reginald with anger. He looked at An Ning fiercely and made beautiful swordplay with the sword in his hand: "What a pity, Christina will be disappointed soon!"
When An Ning saw him playing with swords and flowers, he immediately remembered the classic scene from "Raiders of the Lost Ark" and had the urge to pull out his pistol and tell him that times have changed.
However, this kind of duel must use the weapons agreed upon by both parties.
Reginald stepped forward, raised his sword and attacked An Ning!
An Ning's hands moved automatically - yes, just as he expected.
The sword in An Ning's hand deflected Reginald's attack and took advantage of the opportunity to go straight to his heart.
Reginald was shocked and immediately stepped back to distance himself.
An Ning did not follow him, but held his sword in place.
It's not that An Ning didn't want to pursue. He originally left everything to the system and waited to win, but the system didn't pursue and allowed Regino to distance himself.
In fact, An Ning was even more surprised than Reginald. Only then did he realize that his system was not a sure win in preventing counterattacks, but would automatically deflect melee attacks and counterattack.
This discovery made An Ning break into a cold sweat.
I originally thought that the system would take care of everything, but now I find that the system is only responsible for preventing counterattacks, not attacking——
Damn it, An Ning doesn’t know anything about swordsmanship, she doesn’t even know how to attack!
How the hell is this done?
Please move the system!
But the system doesn't move at all.
Reginald was shocked by An Ning's counterattack just now. At this time, he changed his attitude and became serious.
He began to carefully adjust his position.
An Ning thought for a while and decided to tease him - he could only fight back if Reginald attacked him, so he had no choice but to seduce the enemy with his words.
An Ning: "Hey, do you know why Christina doesn't like you?"
An Ning paid a little attention to the volume. After all, it wouldn't be good if Christina really heard what she said.
But Sieyès and Mablik, who were witnesses nearby, could hear this volume clearly.
They all looked at An Ning with strange eyes, and Mably glanced at Christina under the parasol in the distance.
The corners of Reginald's mouth twitched, and it was obvious that An Ning's taunt had an outstanding effect.
So An Ning continued: "Where did you come from as a dwarf? Do you know about Gulliver's Travels, that Lilliputian country..."
Reginald shouted and attacked An Ning!
After the crisp sound of the blades colliding, An Ning deflected the incoming sword blade with a twist of his wrist and stabbed the attacker in the chest!
Reginald retreated again, but this time An Ning followed!
An Ning's proactive follow-up was an action taken by him, not the system.
He wanted to solve the problem once and for all.
However, a proud smile appeared on Reginald's face.
The moment he saw this smile, An Ning secretly thought something bad!
Reginald blocked An Ning's sword, and then took it straight to An Ning's neck——
At this moment, An Ning broke into cold sweat. He instinctively tilted his upper body, and a cold touch passed across his neck.
——It’s over, my life is at an end...
The moment An Ning thought this, the system controlled his hand and thrust the sword into Reginald's heart.
The next moment, the bodies of An Ning and Reginald stopped.
Then Reginald vomited out a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest and fell down with a face full of pain.
The people watching around him burst into exclamations, and several of Reginald's friends stood up and wanted to run this way.
Sieyès shouted: "Wait a minute! The duel is not over yet!"
Only then did several noble young masters stop.
Sieyès walked towards Reginald and leaned over to check his condition.
On An Ning's side, the cold touch left his throat. He immediately touched his throat and found blood on his hand...
——Wait, something’s wrong, the carotid artery should be pierced and blood should spurt out like a burst water pipe, right?
Such thoughts passed through An Ning's mind.
Could it be that because of his sideways movement, Reginald did not puncture the carotid artery just now?
He looked down at the hand that just touched his neck and saw the blood on it.
At this time Sieyès stood up: "Count Reginald has expired. I declare that Mr. Andy Frost has won the duel!"
An Ning raised her right hand high: "I win!"
——Wait a minute, I'm still bleeding, should I bandage it first?
Fanny ran forward, tore off a piece of cloth from her skirt, and began to bandage An Ning's neck without any explanation.
At this time, Reginald's friends also rushed over and worked together to turn the earl over.
Reginald's entire shirt was soaked with blood, obviously the heavy bleeding directly caused by the sword in An Ning's heart.
"No, no!" shouted one of Reginald's friends, holding his head in his hands, "This is impossible! Reggie is the most skilled swordsman among us! How could he be killed by a cobbler's son! You must be cheating!
"
An Ning was about to answer when he saw the man pull out his pistol, pick up the horn gourd containing gunpowder, pour gunpowder into the powder tank of the pistol, and then pointed the gun at An Ning: "Go to hell, civilian! Let me correct the duel."
The result!”
An Ning was shocked. At this distance, even with the poor hit rate of the space-time bullet, there was a high probability that it would hit!
In desperation, An Ning pulled Fanny behind her to block her——
Then the gunshot rang out.
The pungent smell of gunpowder penetrated An Ning's nostrils.
An Ning didn't feel like she was hit. When she looked down, she didn't see where she was hit.
Darling, you were only five steps away from the person with the gun, and you didn’t get hit?
The boy who fired the gun exclaimed: "This is impossible! How did you..."
He lowered his head and glanced at the ground.
An Ning also looked down at the ground, and then saw a bright projectile on the ground, landing not far from Reginald's body.
It seems that when this guy pulled the gun out of his pocket, the pellets fell out of the pistol.
In this era, flintlock guns were muzzle-loaded, and the bullets were fired through the muzzle and then plugged with paper balls.
The guy just made too big a move when he drew the gun, spilling all the paper balls and pellets, and probably also spilled a lot of gunpowder.
At this time, Sieyès stepped forward and grabbed the boy's gun: "That's enough! The duel is over! This Mr. Frost has won! Do you understand that shooting him is murder!"
An Ning: "So, can I cheer for victory?"
Fanny: "You're cheering, you're still injured on your neck! Just stay still!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Christina rushed over and gave An Ning a solid hug: "Andy! That's great, I knew you could do it!"
An Ning originally wanted to hug the girl, but she suddenly remembered that she had a sword in one hand and blood in the other. If she hugged her, she might bring blood to her body, so she had no choice but to give up.
Christina hugged her enough and pulled away, then pulled An Ning's sleeve and said: "Come, I will introduce you to some of my good sisters..."
At this time, Fanny interrupted Christina: "Are you sure you want him to see those ladies with his hands covered in blood?"
Christina was stunned for a moment, and then noticed An Ning's condition: "Oh, this... okay, you clean up..."
Fanny: "I think you can go home first and introduce him to your sisters at the salon tomorrow."
Christina thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, this is better. You'd better go and bandage it quickly. I think it's okay with so much blood on your neck..."
An Ning: "No problem, it's just a little scratched."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mirabeau hugged him: "Oh my god, I can't believe you actually defeated that guy who won three consecutive duels. When I saw your neck bleeding, I thought you were finished."
An Ning: "You don't believe me, but I think so myself..."
Mirabeau laughed loudly, then pulled An Ning and said: "Let's go, I know a very good doctor, I will take you to see him! Miss Tollestaire, do you mind if we excuse ourselves first?"
Christina nodded: "I don't mind. Mr. Mirabeau, please take him for a good hug."