The glacier is thawing, everything is new, and the withered yellow shrubs next to the small building are also revealing new shoots, and before you know it, winter is about to pass, and spring is coming. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the small backyard, Zhang Ang held a sword in one hand and practiced the chopping action.

Once, again, again, the simple action was repeated by him countless times, and the sweat had blurred his eyes, but he did not stop, still meticulously practicing, letting the sweat drip down his chin.

In the past month and a half, he has given up his work in the cafeteria and stayed here all the time, practicing these simplest and most basic sword movements.

Originally, the masters of the Culinary Association came to him several times, hoping that he could concentrate on cooking and communicate with everyone more, and Master Bernard even expressed his willingness to accept him as a disciple, and even promised to teach him the martial arts of those chefs.

But Zhang Ang now has a peerless sword technique in his hand, and he has made up his mind to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship, so he rejected the kindness of the masters again and again with various excuses, and then those masters are not likely to come.

At this moment, Miss Sophie walked into the courtyard.

"I have good news here!" said Miss Sophie, looking very happy.

"Ah, what's the good news?" Zhang Ang stopped swinging his sword, put it into its sheath, and wiped the sweat from his head.

"Father, he's almost ready to take over, and he'll be in Paris in a few days. Miss Sophie's tone was cheerful.

"Oh. So what do we need to prepare?" asked Zhang Ang.

"When the time comes, your old servant and the one-armed subordinate will come with you. Miss Sophie got to the point.

"Ah, do they know I'm still alive?" Zhang Ang opened his mouth wide.

"They are very loyal, when my family sent the headless corpse over, the old servant fainted in tears on the spot, and your one-armed servant tried to run to the church to avenge you, but luckily we were stopped. Of course, for the sake of secrecy, we couldn't tell them the truth, so we had to hide it first. Miss Sophie thought for a moment and continued, "Anyway, when they come, you can explain it to them yourself." ”

"Well, well, but there are so many people here, and there is no room for it in a small building. Zhang Ang's thinking was a little out of the box.

"They're here, of course they won't live here, my family also has a mansion in the west of the city, it's an old mansion, although no one has lived in it for many years, and it will naturally be cleaned carefully when the time comes." Miss Sophie explained.

"Is your family also in the city of Paris?" Zhang Ang was a little curious.

"Do you think that my family has always been in Luntu City to be the lord of this small city? My family was originally a prince, and I have guarded the southern frontier of the empire for generations. Although it slowly declined, he was still a marquis more than 7 years ago, and he has always lived in the city of Paris. Miss Sophie suddenly became depressed.

"Then why did he become the earl city lord of a small city?" Zhang Ang was a little puzzled.

"This has to start with the big war between us and Spain seven years ago, when the Spanish royal family was over, the throne was vacant, and our noble emperor His Majesty wanted to take advantage of it, and wanted to seize this opportunity to expand the territory, but the next defeat in the city of Dos was a fiasco, and the backyard was ignited by the German gang of miscellaneous people, so they had to withdraw their troops and return. At that time, my grandfather, with my father, uncles, and uncles, was ordered to be the queen of the palace. As a result, he was pursued by the tail of Don Quixote, the Spanish protector of the martial arts, and in several bloody battles, almost all of my parents were killed, and only my father was carried out of the pile of dead by your father and survived. finally escaped back to Paris, not only did he not have any reward and compensation, but he was also stripped of his knighthood and sent to that small town. Miss Sophie looked indignant.

"Then why would the royal family do this to your family?" Zhang Ang was still puzzled.

After a moment of silence, Miss Sophie continued: "It's nothing more than a dispute between the crown princes, and our family bets on the wrong person, so now those nobles in Paris will always say that my family has no vision and can't see the situation clearly." ”

"No, I think it's still a bit of a vision, at least, I'm not mistaken. Zhang Ang held back for a long time before he could hold back a comforting word.

In Luntu City, it is getting late, but the originally noisy and busy docks are now quiet and empty.

Only two rows of black-clad priests stood silently on the dock.

Suddenly, a pitch-black figure appeared on the distant sea level, and he came at a great speed, as if in just a few blinks, this black man wrapped in a black robe stood in front of everyone.

"I wonder if Master Clark has found any clues?" the middle-aged deacon stepped forward.

"I've cleaned up a few groups of pirates and bandits in the vicinity, and there's still no news of the assassin. Inquisitor Clark had a slight exhaustion on his face.

"What's the news in the city lately?" he asked, turning his head.

"After months of cleaning up, my lord, the city is now very clean, and there is no special news. The tall and thin deacon stepped forward.

"No special, ordinary news, no things, are there?" the black inquisitor was a little impatient.

The tall and thin deacon hurriedly reported: "If you want to talk about things, there are a few, the biggest thing is the change of the city lord, the current city lord Count Marceau has completed the handover of official duties to Viscount Rogil, and he should leave Luntu City and return to Paris immediately, Viscount Rogier He is the oldest viscount in the city, and his strength is also the strongest among the viscounts in the city, according to our estimates, he is one step away from the grandmaster realm, but he has a good impression of our Holy See, and he should be a good city lord in the future." There were also two weddings in the city, one of Lord Leonard and Lord Tropoulo, and the daughter of Baron Haydn and Viscount Isaac...... A new restaurant was opened in the city, and the house behind it was Viscount Harold's house, and the original largest Taurus Hotel was sold to Viscount Rogil....."

"Wait, what hotel did you say was sold?" Clarke, a black man, interrupted his report.

"It's the Golden Bull Hotel. The tall and thin deacon hurriedly confirmed.

"Is this Taurus Hotel the property of Baron Leonardo?" said Inquisitor Clarke.

"Yes, Baron Leonardo has an amazing talent for cooking, most of the steamed buns, steamed buns and other delicacies in the city were invented by him, and this Taurus Hotel is the largest property of their family. After the death of Baron Leonardo, he was always in the care of his housekeeper. But recently, the hotel was sold by the butler to Viscount Rogil, which was said to cost more than 1 million gold francs, and now the old thing is considered to have made a fortune. The tall and thin deacon explained in detail.

"Oh, that's right. Clark the Mercy rubbed his chin and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's kind of funny." ”