The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Soon everyone in the venue started to applaud as if they understood. As the applause got louder and louder, sharp whistles finally followed.

The dignitaries present were talking a lot.

"The French are still romantic!"

"How romantic! It's just destiny!"

"This is the first time I've seen him throw himself into his arms like this."

"It's true that a beauty has to go through a heroic test! She just left the battlefield and came to another battlefield to declare her sovereignty! What a greedy woman."

"Indeed! Archduke Franz, you should reward this brave duchess."

Compared to the teasing of the men, the words of the ladies present were a bit vicious.

"How disgraceful! A duchess actually courted her like this in public. There are no men left in France!"

"French women are so frivolous! She must have looked like this not once or twice! She must be a habitual offender!"

"The acting skills are so obvious! She just wants to attract the attention of Archduke Franz."

"You can try it next time too."

"Just try it!"

In this noisy discussion, Franz clearly heard the duchess speaking in an unintelligible voice.

"We are fighting bloody battles with the soldiers on the front line, but you are having a dinner party in the rear. What do you think of human life!"

Franz was a little helpless.

"You should speak louder and make it clear! Don't use a voice that only I can hear clearly!"

Franz already regretted catching her, but if Franz hadn't caught her in the situation just now, the duchess would most likely have died if she fell to the ground.

At this time, Franz looked at his bodyguard Zoche. This female warrior, who was 1.81 meters tall, was fully capable of catching the flying duchess, but she actually dodged it.

I'm usually very active in blocking things, but why did I run so fast this time?

Zuoqie said nothing but turned his head while holding the knife, while Bordeaux puffed up his chest and saluted as if he had just won a battle.

Franz was speechless for a while. It seemed that he had to punish his subordinates.

At this time, Fanny Cote fainted due to fatigue, fright, and the momentary embarrassment of being talked about.

"Hey! Don't faint!"

The bright sunshine shined on Fanny Cote's face through the glass window the next day, and the faint fragrance of flowers filled the air, which made her very relaxed.

After stretching beautifully, she suddenly realized that she had no clothes on, and quickly grabbed the quilt to cover her chest. At this time, the duchess discovered that the quilt looked like someone's cloak...
Fanny Cote thought of everything yesterday and jumped up from the bed in fright.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and the duchess hurriedly hid behind the bed.

The one who came in was the female warrior who often followed Archduke Franz, but when she got closer, she realized how big she was.

Zuoqie was originally the tallest among all the "tributes". Coupled with the improvement of his diet in the past few years after arriving in Austria, his height increased again.

As long as she was not standing next to Franz, she stood out.

Fanny Cote, who is 1.73 meters tall, is usually very confident about her height, because the average height of French men at this time is only 1.65 meters, but Zuoche's height still made her swallow her saliva.

"Your Majesty, please don't hide and seek naked. If Archduke Franz sees you, it may cause unnecessary trouble."

Zoche said in German expressionlessly, and Fanny Cote realized at this moment that she was not wearing any clothes. The latter stuck her head out helplessly and asked carefully.

"Where are my clothes?"

"I've washed it for you. Do you want me to help you put it on?"

Fanny Cote subconsciously wanted to agree, but halfway through her words, she remembered that the other party was not her maid.

"No, thank you." Zuo Che also consciously put the washed clothes on the bed and then left.

Fanny Cote reached out and carefully pulled out the tray containing clothes, and then began to get dressed in a hurry.

However, she soon discovered that there were some things that she really couldn't put on. In desperation, Fanny Cote couldn't care so much, so she simply threw aside the things that she couldn't put on.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Hearing the sound outside the door, Fanny Cote immediately stood up and stuffed the things under the bed with her toes.

"All right."

"Please come this way, breakfast is ready for you."

Zuoche made a gesture of invitation. Fanny Cote hesitated, but still asked.

"yesterday."

Before Fanny Cote could finish her words, Zuo Che took the lead in answering.

“Don’t worry, Archduke Franz seems to only like older women.

I was the one who helped you wash and change your clothes yesterday. After all, I couldn't let you leave Archduke Franz's residence disheveled.

And your sleep state is very poor.”

The Duchess was so choked by Zuo Che's words that she didn't know what to say for a moment, so she had no choice but to silently go to the banquet hall with Zuo Che.

The hors d'oeuvres and consommé were already laid out on the table, and Fanny Cotter paid no more attention to them.

On the one hand, she had exhausted a lot of energy yesterday and hadn't eaten anything, so she had a huge appetite at this time. On the other hand, the chef brought by Franz was indeed very good.

The Duchess ate every dish that was served at lightning speed. As the food continued to enter the stomach and provide energy for the brain after digestion, Fanny Cote suddenly thought of a question.

"Where is Franz?"

"Archduke Franz has entered the city, and he will attend the welcome ceremony prepared for him by Mayor Blanqui."

Zuoche still answered expressionlessly, and Fanny Cote suddenly ejected from her seat.

"No! We can't let the Austrians enter the city first!"

The Duchess dashed towards the door, and Zoche shouted hastily.

"Don't take the main entrance!"

But it was still too late, Fanny Cote couldn't care so much, she pushed the door open, and the intense white light shone continuously, almost making her faint.

Before she could recover, a large group of reporters and celebrities gathered around her.

"Miss Fanny Cotter, how do you feel?"

"Can you tell me the details of last night?"

"Sisters, is he doing a good job?"

The Duchess wanted to escape back, but Zoche had silently closed the door and sighed.

"It seems that the tunnel was dug in vain."

On the other hand, Franz was enjoying the glory of the victory at this time, and the cheers of Celesta residents and allied soldiers soared into the sky.

Franz was still sitting in the special carriage, waving out through the thick bulletproof glass.

Franz didn't want to do this either. If possible, he would rather ride into the city so that he could get closer to the Alsatian people.

But for safety reasons, Franz may never have the opportunity to meet the public without absolute protection in his life.

However, the people at this moment did not have any so-called sense of alienation. They felt that it was natural for the emperor to be superior.