I'm going to have another chapter

The most beautiful and noble ball black swan became the prey of Mr. "Conan Doyle", and the others became indignant and began to constantly trouble Garrian, asking him tricky questions from various angles, and even bluntly asking which was better or worse between French and English literature.

For this vexatious question, Garion only laughed at first, but in exchange for tolerance, they became more unscrupulous, as if they wanted to belittle Garian to the point of worthlessness.

The smile that hung on his lips faded away, and he didn't speak, but quietly listened to them ask the next question.

"Conan Doyle, no, His Excellency Trotsky, I have heard that there is a constant feud between Paris and Germany, and that a learned man of letters like you must have a deep knowledge of Vienna, such as the most basic German?"

"It's okay, when I was writing books in Paris before, I also had a little contact with some guests from Vienna."

Garion said without being salty,

"But it didn't make much sense, but my neighbor Mr. Marx had taught me a few words of German before, so I knew a little bit about it, but I wasn't proficient in it. So if what you say next is not standard or there are grammatical errors, please bear with me. ”

The people around him were quiet and listened to what he would say. However, the next words made the others present stunned in place.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's what it should have been pronounced."

"I came to Hebei Province, and I was angry, scum!"

（Und doch habe ich allein，Sie ist ohne Ehre，Versager！ I am alone, and you have no honor at all, cowards! ）

"Huh?"

The others looked at each other, and they always felt that there was something strange about these few words of German. But because no one explained the correctness of the general statement on this occasion, but that accent was definitely not the pure Viennese flavor they had heard.

"Is this German?"

Garion glanced at the questioning literati and asked, "Why don't you repeat it in a pure Viennese accent?" ”

But how to pronounce the pure Viennese flavor, the people around me were confused. French has already made them barely parry, who would expect the other party to show German.

Then Garion translated what he had just said in English, and after listening to the explanation, the literati around him looked at each other, and realized that the other party said that it was a show of German, but in fact, he was turning a corner and scolding them for being stupid and stupid.

They finally woke up to the fact that Garion in front of them was just as sharp-tongued as Lady Agatha before him, and it was difficult to deal with. It's boring to talk about it any longer.

At the same time, Verne, who had come with Dickens, also stepped into the hall. However, Andersen did not appear here, which was a good thing for Dickens, so that the two sides would not become the focus of the banquet because of the unpleasant argument that had been blushing from the previous unpleasant argument.

The focus was obviously on Garion and Balanchi, who were standing in the middle, and Dickens, who was standing on the steps, also noticed the movement, after all, a woman standing in the middle of the group of men became very conspicuous. He even said with some regret, "Huh? Why didn't I quarrel, it's a pity, I thought that a conflict would break out as soon as the two sides met, it seems that I was wrong. ”

Verne echoed with a smile, "Maybe the two have already quarreled before, but it's not necessarily." After all, the editors-in-chief of both newspapers are in a relationship of fire and water......"

When he saw the man standing in the middle, Verne was struck by lightning and couldn't move, and the whole person froze in place on the spot, he thought he was wrong, and quickly rubbed his eyes, closed his eyelids and reopened, trying to recognize the man in front of him.

The familiar figure and appearance made his eyes widen. There can be no mistake, standing in front of him is Garion, who suddenly disappeared in Paris a few days ago and his whereabouts are unknown!

I didn't expect the missing literati in Paris to appear here!

Verne raised his hand excitedly, wanting to wave his arms to let the other party see him.

At this time, Garion's gaze also happened to look in the direction of Verne, and after a brief pause on him, he bowed slightly, and then put his finger on his lips and made a gesture of silence.

He was motioning for Verne to remain silent.

Although he didn't know why Garion did this, Verne did it honestly, closed his mouth, and quietly lowered his hand, standing in place, not knowing whether to approach or retreat.

Garion tried to tell him with body language not to make a sound, then apologized to the others around him as if nothing happened, and then walked up to him, full of mixed emotions, if Verne recognized him, then the news of his hiding in London would soon spread, and then the whole of Paris would know where he was fleeing, and it would also attract the attention of others.

Great Britain is not a revolutionary hothouse, but also a royalist paradise. The two royal heirs, the Count of Paris and the Count of Cézanne, are also hiding from the **** of Paris, and a dazzling guy like Garion will always attract forces from all walks of life.

Verne saw that Garian had left his friends around him and walked in his direction, thinking that he was going to come over and catch up with his old friend.

However, Garion came to his side, and before Verne could speak, he hurriedly greeted him and blocked his mouth.

"Hello, Your Excellency Verne, I didn't expect us to meet here again. It's been more than a year since I last said goodbye to Paris. ”

"Ah...... yes, add ......"

Hearing that he was about to say his name, Garion quickly interjected, "Why such a surprised expression, I am Trotsky, your good friend, have you forgotten?" ”

"Huh?"

Verne was stunned, but he saw Garion wincing at him, and although he was confused, he still followed his words.

"Oh, yes, To...... Your Excellency Trotsky, we haven't seen each other for almost a year, hahaha. ”

Garion put his arm around his shoulders, and the two of them walked towards the door. Balanchi was left alone to greet the other men present. The two came to the outside of the banquet hall, and when they saw that there was no one around, he quickly covered Verne's mouth and said, "Shhhhhhhh I don't want people to see who they really are. ”

"Huh? Why? ”

Verne felt very strange, and he hurriedly said, "Now the whole of Paris is about to turn the bottom in order to find you, and now there are all kinds of arguments, all kinds of remarks, why did you leave Paris at that time, is it really a rumor about the revolutionary party?" Even if it's true, the royal family of Bonaparte won't do anything to you! ”

Garion smiled slightly, not defending. Verne was still too young, but he couldn't explain the reason to him, so he had to pretend to sigh and look into the distance with deep eyes.

The lamp walls along the Thames River are brilliant, and the light is reflected on the sparkling water, like a colorful red line, zigzag and spread into the distance.

"It's not because of rumors about the Revolutionary Party," he pondered, "but because I was going to say goodbye." ”

Verne still did not give up, and continued to ask, "Then why do you want to say goodbye?" ”

Garion glanced at him and said silently, "Because the world is so big, I want to go and see it." ”