The stone walls are towering, the reef is lined with rocks, and the waves crash against the steep cliff faces. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky was thick with clouds, the moon was hidden in the thick clouds, and a dozen small boats took advantage of the night to slowly sail into the reefy jungle.

After advancing for a while, dozens of black shadows flipped into the water with a "poof" from the boat, avoiding the sharp reef and slowly swimming to the bottom of the cliff.

Several agile figures leaped up from the water, performing light skills on the steep and smooth mountain wall, and in a few moments, several pitch-black ropes were lowered.

One by one, the black shadows all climbed up the cliff along the rope.

On the cliff is a huge bluestone fortress, surrounded by towering stone walls.

On the stone wall, groups of guards carrying lanterns can be seen faintly patrolling.

The stone wall four or five zhang high was not difficult for the group of black-clothed people below, and silently, a large number of black-clothed people climbed onto the city wall.

In the silence of the night, a massacre officially began.

Thousands of strange weapons were taken out, and the guards were knocked down in silence, and the lanterns fell in a pool of blood and were trampled out.

There was no light on the stone wall, and the men in black advanced into the fortress from all directions.

The slaughter continued, and only dull cries of pain and suppressed screams echoed through the fortress.

Slowly, the men in black began to converge, and dozens of people converged in front of the most heavily defended room in the fortress.

Stepping on the corpse that fell to the ground, the black-clothed people standing on both sides lined up, and a tall and pretty black-clothed man stood in front of the door.

She removed the black cloth wrapped around her head, revealing a beautiful face, and with some nervousness, she took out a string of bloodstained keys.

The heavy door slowly opened.

The furnishings of the room were very simple, a simple wooden bed, an oil lamp hanging on the wall, a small desk with a few books, and a small figure sitting quietly in a chair reading a book.

Miss Sophie at the door knelt on one knee, and all the people in black outside the door also knelt on one knee.

"We hope to welcome you back, Your Majesty!" Miss Sophie was already full of tears: "France has reached the last moment, only you can save France!"

With the patronage of Jerry Knight, Albert settled in the city of Lyon.

Jerry Knight was so busy with the wedding that he didn't have much time to spend with him. Albert began to mingle with the streets and alleys of Lyon, large and small taverns, and slowly became familiar with the city.

Time passed quietly, and the caravans, travelers, and warriors who traveled alone brought news of good or bad news.

Although the British were repulsed, they retreated to the city of Lille, and used it as a base to gradually encroach on the northern territories of France.

With the support of the Holy See and some great nobles, Prince Louis ascended the throne as the new emperor and began to gather the royal army from all over the country.

In the southern city of Marseille, a group of revolutionaries claimed to have welcomed back the legendary Marshal Napoleon and intended to proclaim him emperor, but were reportedly rejected by the great man. Now they are using the city of Marseille as a stronghold, recruiting troops and horses, and shouting slogans such as "Depose the puppet emperor, regain the lost territory, and revive France".

In the northeast, Germany also had a large army on the border, ostensibly to guard against the British, but in fact it was likely to want to occupy a place in this feast of carving up France.

The whole of France is almost in chaos, but fortunately, the city of Lyon is located in the southeast, and it is not a short distance from these forces, so it has not caused much impact due to the war.

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Unlike Albert's worries, Jerry Knight is worried about the wedding.

"The beef ramen, the fish buns, and the honey pork, I asked the culinary masters in the city to try to make seven or eight portions, and they already look very similar, so don't be picky." "Jerry Knight looks like he's coaxing a child.

"I don't care, these three dishes must be served at the wedding banquet, this is the beginning of our love, the opportunity for our feelings to sublimate, the most important thing, it must be authentic, there can be no difference!" Miss Juno pouted, looking unhappy.

"Alas, this was the signature dish of the canteen of the Rose Sword Academy, and now that the war is in chaos, can I still go to Paris to help you get that chef back? Jerry Knight tried to explain her by reasoning.

"I don't care, anyway, I want to see those three dishes appear at my wedding banquet, and I will get married once in my life, can't you meet this request?" Miss Juno still pouted.

"Oh, my little aunt, it's not that I'm not satisfied, it's really that I can't do it, why don't you understand. Jerry Knight looked helpless.

"I don't care, you've got to figure it out anyway!" Miss Juno didn't let go, just stared at him, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Okay, okay, I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out, okay, don't get excited, don't cry, don't cry, I'll go, I'll go." Hurrying, Jerry Knight ran out of Miss Juno's boudoir.

In desperation, Jerry Knight came to the Lyon Culinary Association again, wanting to discuss with the culinary masters there again, to see if they could do something more like it, so that Miss Juno could deal with it.

The Lyon Culinary Association is located in a very tall building, and it also has a very high status in the city of Lyon, and it is the largest chef organization in France after the Paris Culinary Association.

Now, outside the building, the lights are on, and a famous culinary master is waiting at the door with a smile on his face, and a huge banner flutters above them: "Warmly welcome to Lyon".

A short time later, a large motorized convoy pulled up to the front of the building.

One after another, the masters from Paris got out of the carriage and greeted their colleagues in the city of Lyon, and everyone hugged each other enthusiastically, each with a deep smile on their faces.

In the evening, a grand banquet is held in the building, where a variety of delicacies and wines fill the hall, where the best chefs talk and laugh with each other and imagine the future.

After the meal, an old man came to the podium, it was the president of the Paris Culinary Association: Master Bernard.

Clearing his throat, he exhaled and said: "Today is a big day for our chefs! It is a big day that will be engraved in history in the future! Because today, just today, on behalf of the Paris Culinary Association and the Lyon Culinary Association, I would like to officially announce two things. First, the two associations will officially merge today and be renamed the French Culinary Association! Second, the French Culinary Association will establish the first ever martial arts academy for our chefs alone! It will be named after the most talented culinary master of all time, and it will be called the 'Michelin Academy'!"