Chapter 252

Wang Quan almost lost his' bon jour '.

What this girl said was a bit nonsensical.

Wang Quan didn't believe in anything like being born with an air of nobility.

Wang Quan only agreed with two theories about the so-called air of nobility.

One was the posture, posture, and clothing brought about by training from a young age. At the same time, the person had to be very confident. This confidence would be reflected in their expressions, movements, and eyes.

The second theory was also simple. It depended on whether the other party knew who you were.

Generally, the so-called aura or something was imagined by the people who came into contact with you.

According to status and position, others would automatically imagine your dignified appearance and subconsciously respect you.

Regardless of whether they respected you in their hearts, they could at least show respect on the surface.

You were the boss. If you said "Little X, go pour a glass of water", even if they were unhappy, there was a high probability that they would still go pour it.

After that, they would even add the words "CEO X, your water".

This was how society worked.

Now, this girl who called herself Sephina was such a person.

Not to mention the material of her clothes, just the confident look in her eyes and the occasional subconscious display of a sense of superiority, this was not something an illegitimate daughter who grew up in the slums could have.

There were also two other Extraordinaires.

These two people were probably sent by her family to protect her. The way they looked at her was obviously the kind of way a henchman would look at the master.

However, Wang Quan didn't expose them. Instead, he said, "Then it seems that there's no chance for us to work together. However, you can continue to use the identity of 'Hei Yu'.

"Of course, I'll keep an eye on you. If you use my identity to do anything bad … I'll kill you all."

It was easy to understand.

Looking at the "Hei Yu" who weren't Extraordinaires, it was obvious that they trusted Sephina very much.

It wasn't easy for people in the slums to trust an outsider, which meant that Sephina had indeed grown up in the slums.

At the very least, she came often.

So … part of what she said should be true.

There was indeed an illegitimate daughter of Viscount Rafa named Sephina, and she had indeed been driven to the slums with her mother.

Then the question was, could a single mother, who used to be a maid, survive in the slums with a baby?

Plus, it was possible that the viscount's family had sent people to silence her.

The answer was self-evident.

That Viscount Rafa only had one living daughter, but there were indeed "Sephina" and "Sephina" at the same time.

Heh, no wonder she betrayed her own class. It seemed that she was a girl with a story.

Wang Quan raised his left index and middle fingers and flicked them next to his head. "Bye bye ~"

A scarlet whirlwind mixed with black feathers spun.

Sephina and the others subconsciously raised their hands to block the wind and smoke.

When the wind and smoke dispersed, Wang Quan was nowhere to be seen. Only the butcher-like flesh and blood on the ground proved that something had happened here.

After watching silently for a while, Sephina, no, Sephina said to the non-transcendents, "Go back first. Tell everyone not to act for now. There are many things happening in Paris recently. Tell everyone to be careful."

"Got it, boss! You be careful too! Recently, someone has been investigating your identity! "The remaining few people said, then scattered in all directions.

After they were all gone, a knight jumped out of the shadows a little further away.

After he stood up straight, he put his hand on his chest and bowed before saying, "Miss! Master wants you to go back quickly! "

Sephina's beautiful willowy eyebrows furrowed slightly. "What happened?"

"The viscount heard at the banquet that the Morafor family would disguise themselves as' Black Feathers' to attack the mansion, so he hurried back. But the attack didn't come, but the viscount received more important news … "

The knight swallowed to hide the shock in his heart. "His Majesty the King was assassinated. The murderer is … Prince Louis XIX!"

“！！！”

Sephina's expression was complicated. "He finally did it …"

She and Louis XIX were childhood sweethearts?

Actually, not really.

Louis XIX was almost ten years older than her. She was more like a childhood sister who followed her brother around.

There was no such thing as love.

But Sephina was indeed influenced by him, and that was … the revolution.

Unfortunately, because of the different growing environments, the two of them had different ideas.

Because Sephina knew about Sephina from a young age and saw the mother and daughter die of illness with her own eyes, she was determined to atone for her father. She lived her life for Sephina.

If there was a revolution, she was a traitor to her own class and belonged to the path of the poor.

In other words, to "go to the masses."

Louis XIX had the same idea, but the "masses" in Louis XIX's view were capitalists and merchants.

He wanted to change the lives of some nobles and farmers.

How to put it, because the farmers had a large number of slaves to farm, there were not enough sweatshop workers.

He did it for the prosperity of France, but his choice … was different from Sephina's.

From today onwards, it was probably really time to go their separate ways.

But Sephina was more worried about another person.

In other words, he was her teacher, her guide.

The queen of the Kingdom of France, Nora Garcia.

If the king was assassinated, what would the queen do …

Biting her lower lip, Miss Sephina, known as the pearl of Paris, put on the "Black Feather" mask again and hurried home.

…

"Mother, I'm sorry to have startled you."

In the bedroom of the Palace of Versailles, Louis XIX knelt on one knee in a very respectful manner.

But when he looked at the figure behind the veil, his eyes didn't hide his admiration and fanaticism.

"You still have a lot of government affairs to attend to, please attend to the affairs of the state first."

The woman behind the veil spoke.

Her voice was gentle and slightly husky, just like a cocktail.

It was sweet at first, but the more he drank, the more it went to his head.

Obviously, Louis XIX was getting to his head.

But as a romantic French gentleman, he decided to follow the other party's wishes for the time being.

Good things should be done slowly.

And … as expected of the woman he had a crush on for ten years, gentle, tolerant, and concerned about the safety of France!

This was the perfect French queen in his heart!

"Please rest for a while, I'll go deal with government affairs first."

Louis XIX excused himself.

A slender hand gently lifted the veil, revealing the peerless beauty behind it.

Her milky white light blonde hair suddenly began to curl to the waist.

Her eyes, as blue as the sky, carved the three-dimensional facial features on her fair skin more and more perfect.

Those gem-like eyes were very calm.

But there was a touch of unconcealable sadness in the calmness, and this sadness made her look even more charming.

If Wang Quan were here, he could probably be described with three words.

"The Widow."

This was the queen of the Kingdom of France, Nora Garcia.

She was wearing a black dress at the moment, and she looked back and whispered, "Ksira, did I really do something wrong?"

Ksira stood by the window and looked out.

No one knew what kind of storm was brewing in the dark city of Paris.

Hearing Nora's words, she turned back and chuckled, "This is your choice, I just came to witness … to witness your death."

"Yes …" Nora smiled sadly, "But I can't turn back anymore."