After seeing off Robespierre, An Ning stayed in Paris for a few more days, and then embarked on the journey to the Brienne Military Academy with Christina.
The Duke's family sent two carriages, one carrying Christina, An Ning, and their maids, and the other carrying the servants who would accompany the eldest lady to the military academy for five years.
In the carriage, Christina was very excited about the upcoming military school life and kept chattering.
An Ning is actually a little curious about what the military academy in Briena teaches. Is it possible that they will teach how to line up and form a team?
At this time, Christina suddenly asked An Ning seriously: "Andy, will you still duel with others in the military academy?"
An Ning frowned slightly: "Don't talk about virtue as if I like to duel with others..."
"But the duel between you and Reginald was initiated by you."
An Ning was stunned. At that time, he thought that he had a cheat and would win the duel, so he threw down his gloves in anger.
Now that you know that cheating does not guarantee a guaranteed win, you should think twice before throwing your gloves.
But there was no way to tell Christina these truths, so he could only say: "After dancing with death three times, I decided to cherish my life more. So, miss, I will not easily fight with others anymore, even if others challenge me.
Even if we fight, I will give in out of frustration."
Christina frowned: "Why?"
"Well, when you mentioned this, didn't you ask me to fight as little as possible?"
"Of course not. I asked you to be less proactive in initiating a duel. But if someone else initiates a duel, then you have no choice but to accept the challenge, right?"
An Ning raised her eyebrows: "This..."
Christina laughed: "I think you are super handsome after winning the duel. In fact, while you were recovering from your injuries, I attended a tea party, and the noble ladies all wanted to get to know you through me. Can you imagine that they actually wanted to get married?
The son of a cobbler!
"It's a pity that even after you recovered from your injury, you didn't come to our tea party. Instead, you hung out with the Bretons all day long. You and they are not from the same hometown, so why do you keep going to their clubs?"
Christina thought that the Breton Club was in the nature of a hometown association, but she did not know that it had become a gathering of gentlemen with enlightenment ideas.
An Ning asked curiously: "Miss Christina, what do you think of Rousseau and Voltaire?"
Christina frowned: "My teacher asked me to read their articles all day long. I read them, but their articles were jerky and difficult to understand. I didn't want to read them at all."
An Ning curled her lips: "Those are the most progressive ideas now. These ideas will change France in the future."
Christina: "Will it? When will it change?"
1789...but I can't say.
An Ning could only act like the Riddler: "When the time is right, I will."
"Then what will happen to France?" Christina stared at An Ning, "Will it become a situation where even if I fall in love with a cobbler's son, it will not cause criticism from others?"
An Ning was shocked, what kind of direct attack is this? But my system didn't give any prompts. Is there still lag in the system?
He quickly observed Christina's expression carefully and found that the girl was very serious and did not look like she was teasing others.
An Ning: "Yes."
At this time, the elderly maid accompanying Christina interrupted An Ning: "No! How can the princess be on an equal footing with the cobbler's son? Such a day will never come."
As she spoke, the old maid glared at An Ning fiercely: "Mr. Frost, you'd better not have such a dream as soon as possible. It's not good for your future. Even if you get a title because of your military exploits, it's only the lowest level of lord, just short of a duke."
It’s a thousand miles away.”
An Ning: "I know."
Christina shrugged her shoulders, looking a little disappointed.
An Ning comforted her: "I may not be able to fall in love with you, but we can be comrades-in-arms. The friendship between comrades-in-arms may last longer than love, right?"
Christina looked up at An Ning and smiled.
At this time, An Ning's system suddenly updated: [Christina seems to want to cross the boundary of love with you, but she is not ready to challenge the world's views, so you can only continue to maintain the relationship as close friends. The relationship with Christina has improved.
The most irreconcilable friends!]
Okay, as expected, this system of mine is not real-time. Christina probably had that idea for a long time, but the system did not respond at all.
And because An Ning relied on the system to control her interpersonal relationships, she didn't even notice some of Christina's behaviors.
It seems that in the future, you still have to pay more attention to your actions and not rely too much on the system.
At this time, Fanny suddenly said: "Even if you want to develop a relationship as comrades, you have to be in the same army, right? Even if aristocratic women like the eldest lady join the army, they will usually join the Guards Corps and other ceremonial tasks in the future.
The troops will not be responsible for actual tasks.
"And Mr. Frost will definitely be incorporated into the field army. Because he does not have a title and is not Swiss, the Royal Guards do not want him..."
An Ning patted her maid: "Hey! I just calmed down the good lady!"
Fanny: "At this time, you should tell the truth, and you should not let the young lady have unrealistic expectations. In fact, when you arrive at Brienne Military Academy, you and the young lady will not be able to see each other most of the time."
An Ning: "Can't you see me in class?"
"Miss and your courses are different. Miss's courses are mainly about horse riding, etiquette, etc., while you mainly learn infantry combat."
An Ning: "Fanny, how come you know so much about the courses at Brienne Military Academy?"
"Because I am an excellent maid and have done my homework in advance." Fanny said with some pride, "Although my master is the son of a tanner, I will not relax."
An Ning was speechless: "Did you just express your contempt for the cobbler's son in a tactful way?"
"No, it's your imagination." Fanny said with her chin high.
An Ning turned to Christina: "I will go to balls and salons as much as possible, and I can see you there then."
Christina nodded: "Yeah. But, if you go to the dance...you can't dance, wouldn't it be boring to just stand there?"
An Ning: "I can learn to dance. I think my excellent maid must have a way to teach me."
Fanny curled her lips: "I do know how to dance, but I can only do it. I'm not proficient. I can't guarantee that I can teach you."
An Ning: "It's okay, I trust you."
Christina: "Well, how about I teach you..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the old maid coughed.
Christina shut up obediently.
At this time, the carriage driver suddenly opened the small window in the front of the carriage: "We are about to arrive at the inn. While we change horses, you can go to the cafe next to the inn to have a rest."
Christina: "Got it."
An Ning stretched his muscles: "To be honest, my butt is a little sore after sitting in the carriage for so long."
Fanny: "What can I do if my butt hurts now? We can't get to Brienne until tomorrow, and we're only a quarter of the way through the journey."