Chapter Fifty-Three: The Real Man Hans
Avril reached out to support her cheek, thinking carefully about Hans's mount.
It seems to be a purebred northern steppe horse, it is indeed a very valuable species, and it should have been selected and purified by blood for several generations, this kind of horse can only be afforded by top nobles, it is indeed not like the children of a declining aristocracy can have, is it true that what Hans said?
As she began to think about how to get them out of the way, Bourne curiously approached Hans and asked, "Your Excellency, why did the countess give you a horse?"
Hearing this, the bearded cousin's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he scratched his head in some confusion.
"I don't know very much about that. She gave me the horse last June, when I was sleeping soundly at home when I suddenly heard a horse barking at the door in the middle of the night.
I opened the door and went out to take a look, and Mrs. Pomona was riding in the doorway watching me laughing, and then she jumped down from her horse and bit me in the face, and blew on my ears, and her hands were still groping my ass, and saying that her whole body was mine, and I could ...... whatever I wanted."
⚆_⚆!⚆_⚆!⚆_⚆!
As if a thunderclap struck everyone's heads, the corners of Avril's mouth twitched, and Byrne asked in shock, "Commander...... You said...... It's all true?"
The bearded cousin glanced at him dissatisfied, I said it clearly, why do you still doubt me?
"Of course it's true! What am I lying to you? Although Madame Pomona ignored me after that day, and looked angry every time she met me, she didn't really hate me when she gave me such an expensive horse?"
The young knights looked at each other, and Byrne, who was closest to him, leaned over stealthily, stretched out his elbow and bent the bearded cousin's ribs, and asked the question that everyone wanted to know with a strange expression.
"Your Excellency, you ...... that night. Isn't it too ...... Harmony?"
"Harmony?
"That's it...... That marquise steals ...... with you After staying with you......"
The bearded cousin said curiously, "What are you kidding? She's a marquise, how can I let her stay overnight?"
Byrne was struck by lightning and said in a trembling voice, "You didn't steal...... Overnight stay...... But she said it so obviously, you can do whatever you want!"
Hans frowned, looking at him as if he were looking at him. "yes, that's why I asked for her horse. She has only one set of pajamas left over but the horse, do you mean I should take the pajamas away? But I can ride the horse, and I can't wear her pajamas, so what do I want her pajamas for?"
=͟͟͞͞(꒪⌓꒪*)、=͟͟͞͞(꒪⌓꒪*)、=͟͟͞͞(꒪⌓꒪*)。
Everyone in the tent had the same expression, as if their entire outlook on life had been completely destroyed.
The corners of Avril's mouth twitched, and she covered her face weakly, the distance from the Fankins house to the Marquis of Giber's mansion...... It's going to take half an hour to ride a horse.
I came to find a lover with joy and even in a rage, but not only was he turned away, but I had to walk more than ten miles home, which is a tragedy in the world, okay? If I were to be killed by William like this, I am afraid that I would have the mind to kill him on the spot, and Hans would be able to live to this day, either because of true love, or because the lady's bosom and her bear circumference have reached a level......
Byrne leaned over with a look of incredulity, put his hand on Hans's shoulder, and said with a sad face, "Your Excellency...... I take the liberty of asking, do you know how the child was born?"
Hans was amused by his question, and said with a smile: "Of course I know, when I was a child, my mother told me that when a man and a woman get married, they go to the backyard of the house and plant a multi-seeded tree, and a year later a crane will come with a child in its mouth." ”
In the midst of everyone's complicated gaze, he put his backhand around Byrne's neck. "Hahaha! You don't even know this, do you? By the way, do you know what men and women do on the night they get married......?"
......
"That's enough!" Avril covered her head and shouted to stop him from blowing himself up, then forcibly controlled her emotions and patted Hans on the shoulder with a strange expression.
"Hans, Wilhelm's last hope rests on you, and we'll go and speak to the guard at the door, and see if we can see the Marquise, and if so, we'd better pass on to the Marquise Mademoiselle. ”
The young knights nodded with some inexplicable thoughts, and walked over one by one and whispered:
"It's up to you, Lord Commander!"
"Come on, Commander, fulfill your vow!"
"Yes, go and say the old ...... of the Marquis of Giber."
At this moment, the surprised voices of the guards suddenly came from outside the tent.
"Marquise, why are you here?"
"Hmm. An indifferent female voice rang out, along with the dull sound of flesh blowing.
"Madam, what are you doing? This is the Queen, we are here on the orders of the Marquis, you can't ......" As if the woman had done something, the guards' voices became a little anxious.
"Get out of here!" came a series of drum-like muffled sounds, accompanied by a series of muffled grunts.
The felt cloth at the door of the tent was rudely lifted for the third time, and the tall woman in the long blue dress smashed the guard at the door with a punch and strode in.
She looked around, and at a glance she saw a gray-covered beard, as if she was about to take revenge, and grinned happily.
"Hans?"
The bearded man quickly stood up and scratched his head in embarrassment. "Wave ...... Mrs. Pomona. ”
As the two looked at each other silently, Avril looked carefully at the woman who broke in, although she had met several times before, but it was also the first time she had carefully observed the marquise who was famous in the royal capital.
Pomona looked to be less than thirty years old, with a wheat-colored goose egg face, a pair of beautiful eyes, light brown curls hanging down her shoulders, a plump and concave body, as gorgeous and graceful as a peony in a golden bottle, she was a very charming beautiful woman, not to mention the pair of scales that all women envied......
"I've seen Her Majesty the Queen. ”
The broad-minded Marquise glared at Hans, then put away her imposing appearance, and reached out to lift the corner of her skirt to perform the courtesy of a noble woman.
However, before Avril could return the salute, she straightened up, blushed slightly, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I have some matters to settle with your knight commanders, if you don't mind......
Avril smiled strangely, and spread her right hand to point at Hans, signaling that the guy is yours, and that you are going to kill or kill you.
The Marquise smiled embarrassedly, then lifted her beard of more than two hundred pounds with one hand, and forcibly dragged the man out of the tent despite his struggle, and there was a faint sound outside the tent.
"What's wrong with these people? Ah, don't drag me, I can go by myself! By the way, the queen wants me to give your daughter a message. ”
"Okay, what's the matter?"
"Uh...... She hasn't said yet, you let go of me first, I'll go back and ask her. ”
"Don't ask, I know what to say, you put your mouth to it, and I'll tell you quietly. ”
"Ah...... Huh?"
As the voices faded away, Avril chuckled and walked out of the tent.
Sure enough, no guards came out to intercept her, and there were more than twenty people lying at the door of the tent, including two second-order professionals, but they were all lying unconscious on the ground.
Byrne followed her out of the tent and stared at the slumped guards.
"Your Majesty, this is more than a dozen professionals, and there are two second-order iron guards, why did you let people down without even snorting? That lady is so fierce!"
Avril smiled, otherwise how could she say that she was true love for Hans, a second-order knight without a horse, if the lady wanted to, I was afraid that she would be able to hammer him to death in minutes.
"yes, that lady is amazing. She usually haunts the prom theater, and only occasionally does some practice, and she can actually become a third-order martial arts master, and some people are really favored by the gods. ”
Avril reached out and set up a pergola in front of her, and looked around on tiptoe, and found the royal flag diagonally planted over an abandoned camp tent to the south.
The somewhat dilapidated flag was waving in the afterglow of the setting sun, torn by the cool evening breeze.
Avril turned her head to look at the large tent in the middle of the barracks, on which the royal flag that should have been fluttering was long gone, replaced by a private flag embroidered with the family coat of arms of the Marquis of Giber.
The smile on Her Majesty's face faded, and she led the horse tethered to the doorway, and stepped up with great skill.
"Everyone, it's time to get back what belongs to me!"