Standing on the streets of Lyon, Albert was in turmoil. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A moment ago, he was still fighting to the death with the enemy at the head of Paris, closing his eyes in the face of that terrifying sword aura and waiting for death. However, the next moment, he came to Lyon, thousands of miles away, and such a strange thing was far beyond his comprehension.

Although he had never been to Lyon, he knew something about the city.

The city of Lyon is located in the southeast of France, where two rivers meet, the land is fertile, the roads are wide, the transportation is convenient, the shipping is developed, the commerce is prosperous, the population is large, and it is also a famous gastronomic capital, and it is one of the oldest and most important cities in France.

The city of Lyon is quite a distance from Paris, and it takes almost 4 or 5 days to travel overnight. And he was not unconscious or asleep, but closed his eyes, opened them again, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in an empty alley in the city of Lyon.

Ignoring the blood stains on his body, he ran into the street to inquire, this is indeed the city of Lyon, and the time is right, he was indeed moved from Paris to Lyon, thousands of miles away, by some force in an instant.

After standing for a while, Albert first decided to find a way to return to Paris, but now he was armed with a sword and armor, covered in blood, his identity was suspicious, and he didn't have much money on him, but he wanted to make some money like a way.

Just as he was looking down and thinking, a group of city defenders appeared in front of him.

"Who are you, and where did the blood come from?" the leader of the squad shouted sharply, and the other team members also surrounded him, faintly surrounding him.

"I am Albert Gore, the younger brother of the patriarch of the House of Gore. I, the ......" Albert, who had always been articulate and talkative, did not know for a moment how to explain that I had just fought the English at the Simon de la Simon in Paris, and that I was now in Lyon?

Oh, by the way, who of my friends are from Lyon?" Albert thought to himself.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the surrounding city guards became nervous, and one by one they clenched the spears in their hands and pointed directly at the guy who was acting strangely and covered in blood to prevent him from breaking out.

"Oh, I remember, I know Knight Jerry, your lord is the Marquis of Serra, Knight Jerry is the Marquis's subordinate, his daughter's personal bodyguard! I'm from Paris, I know him!" Albert patted his head and quickly explained.

"Really?" the squad leader looked at him suspiciously.

"Really, really, Jerry should have escorted the Marquis back, he can prove my identity! You don't have to be so nervous, look at me, I'm just a big samurai, and I'm a little injured, hurry up and take me to see Jerry Knight, so that everything will be clear." Albert explained in a loud voice.

"Okay, I'll take you to the City Lord's Mansion, don't play any tricks!" the team leader said viciously, and then took Albert to the City Lord's Mansion.

After waiting outside the City Lord's Mansion for a while, the tall and handsome Jerry Knight with a spring breeze on his face appeared.

"Well, Albert, it's really you, didn't you say you were going to stay in Paris to resist the British?and, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt?" Jerry Knight confirmed Albert's identity, and his tone was questioning.

"Alas, this is really hard to say, can you entertain me, I'm really desperate. Albert pleaded.

"It's okay, it's okay, I go out with friends, in Paris, you have invited me to drink a lot of wine. Okay, okay, I know this person, he's not a bad person, you all go down. Knight Jerry repelled the city defenses and led Albert into the Lord's Mansion.

"This can't be!" Jerry Knight's mouth widened.

"I don't think it's possible, but it happened, and I'm telling the truth. Albert's expression was serious.

"I'd love to believe you, but ......," Jerry Knight hesitated.

"I don't want to believe it myself. Alas, forget it, you're going to be a madman. Albert shook his head and sighed, and then diverted the topic: "I see that everyone has been respectful to you all the way, and the place where you live is obviously better than other knights, is it possible that when you become the personal guard of the young lady, your identity will go up?"

"Well...... Jerry Knight's face flushed slightly.

Seeing him like this, Albert was a little impatient: "If you have something to say, don't sell it." ”

"Actually, I'm about to marry Miss Juno. Jerry Knight smiled and released a large bomb.

"What, Miss Juno, daughter of the Marquis, how could she marry you?" asked Albert, his eyes wide.

"This, when I accompanied Miss to study in Paris, this, the relationship has improved somewhat, that, something indescribable happened. Jerry Knight looked a little embarrassed.

"Don't tell me......" Hearing such gossip, Albert looked very excited, and his tone was elongated.

"Yes, in a few months, the belly will not be able to hide it, so we will have the wedding after Juno has finished her New Year in a few days. Jerry Knight's face was happy.

"That's really congratulations, this, I didn't expect such a big event, I didn't prepare any congratulatory gifts for a while, this ......" Albert was sincerely happy for his friend, and he didn't find anything all over his body.

Jerry Knight hurriedly dissuaded him: "It's okay, it's okay, the congratulatory gifts are secondary, the main thing is that people come." I don't have many friends, and I can't talk about much, so you come to my wedding when the time comes, which is the best gift for me. ”

"This, I'm afraid not, I still want to go back to Paris, when I came, the British had already attacked the city to the most critical moment, I don't know if the city is broken now, I really don't worry, I want to go back. I'm afraid the wedding is not able to attend, this ....... I'm really sorry. Albert struggled with his face, but declined Jerry's invitation.

"No, you can't go back to Paris, in fact, we have organized reinforcements in various places to support Paris, but the British cavalry and longbowmen are very powerful, and several support operations have been scattered, and each time they have suffered heavy damage. The British have surrounded Paris like a barrel, and you can't go back. Jerry Knight dispelled Albert's illusions: "Even if you can go back, what can you change? You are just a great samurai, if you really fought on the city wall, you should know that even the grandmaster, the great grandmaster, will not change the situation of the battle." If Paris is not broken, the British will definitely withdraw their troops in winter, and then we will organize a large number of men and horses to reinforce them. If the city of Paris is broken, it is nothing, everyone is nothing more than fighting to the death with the British, and it is the same wherever the battle is fought. So, stay anyway, God bless France!"

After hesitating and thinking for a while, Albert also dispelled his immature thoughts, stroked his chest and said, "Okay, I'll stay!