Chapter 662 Challenger

Vienna, Schönbrunn Palace.

"Watch out!" Lakshmi Pai made a beautiful flying kick, but Franz knocked her down from the air and pressed her to the sand just as she said that.

(The sand used was fine, so it didn't cause any harm)

"Are you trying to scare people to death with such a loud voice?"

Franz teased, while Maria (Franz's sister, the fourth child) pouted unhappily.

"My brother is a bully. How could she beat you when she's so young?"

"She said she wanted to beat ten people. If those guys who don't know how to control their strength came, she would be beaten even worse."

"Then can you beat ten people if you win?" Maria asked timidly.

"No." Franz answered very straightforwardly.

Franz's honesty made the two little girls speechless for a while, and then they threw sand. However, the former easily jumped back to avoid it, and as a result, a gust of wind blew over and they were injured again.

During this period, Miss Jeanne from India and Little Maria got along well. They were born in the same year, and they both liked singing, dancing, eating sweets, and didn't like reading.

This fully proved that some things can break through the boundaries of language and country. In fact, Lakshmi Pai didn't dislike reading, but she couldn't read German, and people in the classroom looked at her with strange eyes.

In comparison, she was much better at martial arts and horse riding.

However, Lakshmi Pai was once again poured with a basin of cold water in the two aspects she was most confident in. In the face of the absolute size and strength gap, any martial arts were just fancy.

As for horse riding, there were horses in Schönbrunn Palace. However, Franz was afraid of hurting his brothers and sisters, so Lakshmi Pai could only ride a pony to show her riding skills.

The pony Franz raised was not the British Shetland pony commonly seen in Europe (shoulder height is about 75-90 cm), but the Dali horse shipped from the Far East.

This kind of horse is very docile and likes to be close to people. It is a little taller than the British pony and can accompany its owner for a longer time.

Although this kind of horse usually has a shoulder height of only 90-105 cm, it has super endurance and can carry 200 kg of luggage.

At the same time, it runs very slowly, and Lakshmi Pai does not feel like riding a big horse at all. On the other hand, little Maria feels very happy riding her pony, because it is rare for someone to ride with her.

In fact, there are higher-grade horses in Schönbrunn Palace, Alpine horses with a shoulder height of between 1.2 meters and 1.4 meters.

This is a horse born and raised in Austria, with a gentle temperament, elegant body, long mane, and beautiful hair on the body, usually gradually golden or silver.

In fact, there are Finnish horses and Mongolian horses of similar height.

However, the former is a cold-blooded horse. Although it has a quiet and calm personality, it feels like riding a draft horse, which makes people very uncomfortable. At the same time, the hair is too thick and not suitable for living in Austria.

As for the latter, he was too irritable. Franz didn't dare let a bunch of naughty kids ride a horse that could kick a wolf to death.

In fact, there were many famous horses in the stables of Schönbrunn Palace, but Franz's family had no interest in riding horses, so they usually had to stay in the stables.

Occasionally, these horses would be released during picnics, but they were not used for riding, but simply kept as pets.

In addition, little Maria's accent became more and more strange after being with Lakshmi Pai for a long time, and she often exchanged her pure gold and silver ornaments with the latter's gold-plated and silver-plated gadgets.

The reason was very strange, that is, Maria thought that other people's ornaments were lighter.

However, Franz would not let the two little guys be so lawless. They had to go to the classroom in the palace every day for class, and after that, they had to receive Franz's physical training.

But Lakshmi Pai was obviously more interested in politics, so Franz didn't hesitate to tell her directly that there was a war on the Indian subcontinent.

However, Franz's judgment disappointed the former. Franz's judgment was that the Indian princely states were a group of rabble.

The princes who led these uprisings did not want to restore the Mughal dynasty, nor did they have the ambition to establish themselves as kings, so when the external invasion ended and the British turned their guns, they would surrender at the first time.

Lakshmi Payi was a very proud Indian. She felt that what Franz said was completely prejudiced and nonsense without evidence. How could those big men be as bad as Franz said.

Franz was not surprised, after all, she was "Joan of Arc".

So he took out the letters written by the Indian princes to himself and the Austrian Empire, including Rao II (Prince of Jhansi), whom Lakshmi Payi admired the most.

She could hardly believe her eyes. Those big men actually sold their country to foreigners, and wrote so disgustingly.

"In fact, in addition to writing to me, they probably also wrote to the British and French, and they might write to the Prussians and Americans in the future."

Franz stabbed Lakshmi Pai in the chest again.

Lakshmi Pai gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and didn't say anything.

Little Maria on the side hurriedly hugged the other party and comforted her.

"You can write a copy for me, so that you will also be an Austrian in the future. We can play together every day."

Franz was speechless and hurriedly took Maria, the little fool, away.

"The ice is three feet thick, and it didn't freeze overnight. The Mughal Empire is already corrupt, and you can't save it. India needs to change, and so do you."

"Will the Austrian Empire invade India like the British?"

Lakshmi Pai shouted behind Franz.

"If possible, I don't want to get involved. But I bought a piece of land from you not long ago."

"How can I change all this!?"

Lakshmi Pai asked formally. Although she was not very old, Franz felt an unusual temperament. Perhaps this was a hero.

Franz looked at the little Maria in his hand.

"Look at her! Go! Go play somewhere else!"

Franz threw little Maria on the grass and said to the girl in front of him.

"Go to class first. Knowing yourself and the enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Although the Austrian Empire is somewhat different from the British Empire, some knowledge is common.

At the same time, you also need to know yourself, otherwise you can't really know yourself and the enemy.

Many people only see the enemy's weaknesses. The enemy is corrupt and incompetent, thinking that they can seize the opportunity, but they don't know how much they are capable of, and they will eventually fail.

Got it? Go to class tomorrow."

Lakshmi Pai asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will beat you?"

Franz was a little helpless.

"First of all, I'm not your enemy, and secondly, you can't beat me. Next time you say this, you'd better think about who is the enemy and who is the friend.

Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless, and it may even backfire."

"What if I beat you?"

Lakshmi Pai still refused to give in, and Franz felt that the child must have gotten into a dead end.

"You always complain that the pony is not strong enough. If you can beat me, I will let you ride like a horse. You can also get some ground back. But I still suggest that you learn to cooperate for mutual benefit."