He fully expected that the Marquis would prosecute him when he came, and he and Robespierre imagined a bunch of possible situations and made preparations for them.
An Ning had always thought that the Marquis might make a fuss about the gunshots fired at the scene, and Robespierre thought so too.
I didn't expect them to start a duel directly.
Simple and crude.
This caught An Ning off guard.
To be honest, An Ning was almost choked by a sword in the duel with Reginald. He didn't want to fight with Reginald's teacher at all.
Who knows if An Ning's plug-in block and counterattack will be broken by a real swordsman?
After all, during the duel with Reginald, Reginald's sword broke through An Ning's defense and wiped An Ning's neck. This shows that this fighting counterattack is not omnipotent.
It's very dangerous to duel with the muscular man in front of you!
An Ning wanted to throw up his hands and surrender. After all, dueling was not a mandatory thing. If he didn't accept it, he would just be laughed at. All he would lose was the false reputation he had just gained through the duel.
But just when An Ning was about to refuse the duel, he suddenly noticed that Marquis Richard was staring at him with murderous eyes.
An Ning suddenly realized that if he refused the duel, he would not get An Ning.
Maybe this old man will use assassination methods.
Although assassination is illegal, whether the Marquis would care about breaking the law... is highly questionable.
An Ning couldn't help but think of the rumors that Mirabeau had told him. Marquis Richard was called a devil by the people in his own territory. He once hung up his serfs and beat them until they were disabled, and then refused the court's request for compensation, thinking that
Peasants are their own private property, slaves, and they have the power of life and death.
Such a guy probably doesn't take the life of a civilian seriously at all.
In a duel, the danger is still out there. If you refuse the duel, the danger will suddenly emerge from any hidden corner.
In comparison, it is better to make the duel better.
But in a duel, I really have no chance of winning...
Marquis Richard: "Why, the person who decisively challenged my son did not accept my challenge? Just as I expected, there is something fishy about you winning! Don't think that if you don't accept the duel today, things will go wrong.
It’s over! I will never let my son die in vain!”
It seems that if I don't accept the challenge, things will become very troublesome.
An Ning doesn't want to worry about being attacked all day long.
It was the lesser of two evils, so I had to accept the duel.
As for whether you can beat the other party...
At this time, the strong man throwing the gloves suddenly said: "It's normal for you to be scared. I have won 14 duels. There is no one in the province where the Marquis' territory is located who can defeat me in a duel!"
An Ning was speechless. Although the enemy was so arrogant, he could take a gamble and underestimate the enemy, but... it turned out that this guy was difficult to deal with.
Sure enough, it would be too risky to compete with the opponent in swordsmanship.
If you are dueling with a pistol, you may have a higher chance of winning by relying on your own FPS plug-in.
After a short period of thinking, An Ning made a decision.
An Ning: "May I ask your name?"
The strong man raised his chin: "Edward, Edward Alice, my family has been the knight and personal bodyguard of the Marquis for generations. Why, you decided to accept the duel?"
An Ning: "Yes, I accept it. According to the general rules, as the challenged party, I have the right to choose the weapon for the duel. I choose to use a pistol for the duel."
Edward Alice's expression froze: "What..."
An Ning said it again: "I choose to use a pistol for the duel."
He paused and asked in a provocative tone: "Don't you know how to use a pistol?"
Edward Alice smiled: "Of course I know how to use a pistol. But don't you know how bad the accuracy of that thing is? It's wrong to leave the victory or defeat to luck!"
An Ning: "Have you ever been to the battlefield? On the battlefield, whether you can survive or not generally depends on luck. If you are lucky, bullets and cannonballs will go around you. I came back from such a hell. I think I should be lucky.
good."
Edward Alice turned to look at Marquis Richard.
Marquis: "You are also a noble, although you are only a knight. You are not afraid of a commoner, and you cannot be afraid either. That's it, pistol!"
An Ning: "Very good, how about choosing the date of the duel tomorrow? I will find my own witnesses..."
Just at this time, the Duke appeared in the hall, so An Ning looked directly at the Duke and said: "As for the third party witness, how about inviting the Duke to be the witness?"
The Marquis flatly refused: "No! You are the Duke's retainer, and it is not appropriate for him to serve as a third-party witness. I will ask a trustworthy bishop to serve as a third-party witness, just like you did on the day of the duel with my son.
!”
An Ning: "Okay."
Marquis Richard stared at An Ning and said word by word: "Then tomorrow afternoon, at the place where my son died, my knight will fight you to the death!"
The Duke of Orleans intervened at this time: "Wait a minute, what's going on? Why is there a duel suddenly? Can you tell me the cause and effect?"
The Duke apparently received the news of the Marquis' visit and ran out in a hurry without understanding the situation.
An Ning bent down to pick up the glove that Edward Alice had just thrown in his face, and showed it to the Duke: "Your Excellency, Duke Tollestaire, this Edward Alice just threw this glove at me, intending to give it to his master's son.
Revenge with one stone."
The Duke frowned: "Mr. Marquis, your son died in a formal duel. If you have any objection to the result of the duel, you should file a complaint with the court..."
Marquis Richard interrupted the Duke: "Your Majesty the Duke! I don't trust those things created by the common people. The courts and lawyers are all conspiracy by the common people! We country nobles naturally have our own way of dealing with it!"
The Duke was speechless: "Okay... Since Andy has agreed to the duel, I have no objection. But you must accept the result of this duel. If Andy wins, you will take your son's body with you. Honestly
Really leave!"
The Marquis bowed to the Duke: "Of course, if he can win, I will naturally leave. I just can't accept that my son who is proficient in swordsmanship was killed by a tanner's son. Of course, if Mr. Frost can use a long sword instead of a pistol
Come and win the duel, I will be more determined and convinced."
An Ning: "But I refuse. The last time I provoked a duel on impulse, I almost had my throat choked with a sword. I only won because of good luck. In this case, it's enough for me to just prove my good luck, isn't it?"
The Marquis said with a straight face: "What you say makes sense, so let me see if you are really so lucky."
After saying that, the Marquis just bowed slightly to the Duke, and then walked away proudly.
The Duke was speechless: "I'm a Duke, shouldn't he respect me more?"