"Alas!"

Armand let out a long sigh, stretched out two fingers, gently picked up the lead on the counter, and placed it in front of the turtledove.

"Young chief, you'd better put it in the barrel of your gun and put it in my mouth!"

"As you can see, my time is numbered, and I have heard God's voice calling me!"

Behind Armand, the old bartender also took off his white gloves, tucked them into his pocket, and straightened his hair.

Ignoring the barrels of the guns aimed at him, he struggled to drag over a chair and helped Armand to sit down.

He stood behind Armand, his hands hanging in front of him, his eyes closed.

……

The turtledove picked up the lead, shook it, and dropped it on the table, making a 'tuk-tuk' beating sound.

"In faraway France, in the Somme, inside the Halley fortress, a 35-year-old young man is imprisoned!"

The turtledove's voice sounded unhurriedly.

"Although he was surrounded by iron prisons and chains hung from his body, he never gave in!"

"Under his great inspiration, the prison guards became his loyal soldiers, the parliamentarians of the Somme department fought for him, and the generals of Strasbourg fought every day!"

"From Lyon to Paris, people crowded the streets, cursing the incompetent Philippe and singing the great Expedition!"

"Everybody misses him!"

"Everyone is expecting him!"

"Everyone is getting ready to meet him!"

"Your Excellency Baron Armand, do you want to know the name of this young man?"

……

"Who is he?" Armand looked up, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair tightly, and leaning forward.

……

"He is, Louie! -Napoleon! - Bonaparte! The turtledove replied softly, word by word.

……

The moment he said the name, he suddenly saw the flames rising from Armand's body in his child's hole!

The old man, who was drooping, seemed to be able to teleport, and at once he clubbed his gray-haired head in front of the turtledove's eyes, and stared at the turtledove fiercely with his shining eyes.

The turtledove could even smell his fiery snort!

He knew what the name 'Napoleon Bonaparte' meant to the French!

But he still underestimated the significance of the name in the old Armand's heart!

The Great Emperor once led them to invincibility!

All of Europe, both body and soul, trembled at their feet.

Only by experiencing such glory can we understand how proud and arrogant Armand was back then!

He was the artillery chief of Raphael's regiment!

His eyes had seen the face of the emperor with his own eyes!

His hand had personally received the Emperor's decree from the Emperor's hand!

His ears had heard the Emperor's voice with his own ears!

His shoulders had personally received encouragement from the emperor!

Twenty years have passed, but in his heart, his emperor is still alive!

……

"Who is he?" Armand asked, trembling.

"He is Louis-Napoleon Bonaparte!" Turtledove replied.

"Really?"

"I swear!"

"How do you know?"

"Because I have guns, I have money, I have people, and my means are worthy of my ambitions! I know this, is it weird? ”

……

It was a long, long time before the sparkle in Armand's eyes retracted.

He finally came to his senses, and his emperor had died more than 20 years ago.

The young man in the Harley Fortress, who was no longer young, was the nephew of the Emperor.

"How do you want me to cooperate, Mr. Ikaruga?" He asked, seemingly calm having returned.

……

However, Turtledove noticed that Armand's face was ruddy, his hands no longer trembling, and his voice was as calm as if he were asking a common word: "Guest, would you like a glass of rum?" ”

Well, Ikaruga has to admit that an old man like this, who has been lurking for nearly 30 years, is still worthy of full respect once he gets serious.

However, the other party's bottoms have been seen by the turtledove, and the so-called reserve is just a unique desire to refuse and welcome.

The half glass of rum on the table was still there, and the turtledove shook it and said to the bartender behind Armand, who was still trembling with excitement:

"Silva, another rum bar?"

The door to the tavern was pushed open, and a drunken man yelled inside, "Have a drink!" One more drink! ”

A figure flashed from behind the door, grabbed the drunken from behind, slashed his throat with a sharp edge, and then helped the drunk to sit down in a proper manner.

The faint sound of the piano wafted from the window, and I don't know which drunkard played the "To Alice" that should have been gentle and intimate, wild and presumptuous!

Hazy light and shadow mingle in front of the tavern counter, and the turtledove seems to be chatting with a familiar friend.

"Since the exile of His Majesty the Great Emperor, France has fallen into the abyss!"

"In 1814, a meeting was held in Vienna between Russia, Austria, Prussia and Great Britain, and they shamelessly plundered the territory and dignity of France!"

"Shamelessly, the Duke of Orleans usurped the throne under their manipulation and became their puppet! The hot-blooded men of France were mercilessly killed by them, the beautiful women of France became their pets, their armies ran rampant on the land of France, and they also demanded that the people of France compensate them 700 million francs! ”

"Your Excellency Baron Armand, do you think this is fair?"

……

Armand didn't speak, but silently took the full glass from Silva's hand.

The glass trembled, and the clear brandy spilled on the back of his hand, and then dripped from his fingers.

……

"Louisiana's 2.14 million square kilometers of land was shamelessly deceived by the Americans! Do you think this is justice? ”

"No, it's absolutely not!"

"It should be returned to the French Empire in the near future, when the people of Paris are once again welcoming the return of Louis-Napoleon Bonaparte! Louisiana, she's been out on the road for too long, she's supposed to return to France! ”

The turtledove raised his glass.

Armand raised his glass as well, but before the two glasses collided, Armand asked, "If you can take Fort Laramie, I can help you control Peter Davis too." But before that, don't you want to meet this playboy? ”

"I'm waiting for him to summon me!" Turtledove said.

"When?" Armand asked.

Turtledove looked at his watch and replied, "I have prepared three great gifts for him, the first of which should be delivered to him before nightfall." When the time comes, he will summon me! ”

Armand looked at the turtledove suspiciously, and then confirmed the sky outside.

Outside the window, it was rainy and foggy, and night seemed to have fallen.

The turtledove swapped the rum in his hand with Armand's brandy, and then the two glasses collided with a crisp sound.

Armand said: "For fairness! ”

The turtledove said, "For justice! ”

Then, the fair brandy and the righteous rum were each drunk by each of them!