Chapter 242: You Are What I Say You Are, Even If You're Not

The sounds of gunfire and the frantic cries of servants continuously clawed at Marquis de Saint-Véran's nerves.

Servants were helping him into his military uniform, while he bellowed at the dust-covered Major Brouin, "You said it's Bertier's Army?"

The latter shouted back hoarsely, "Their banners… and the Paris Police Academy…"

It wasn't that he was confident, but rather that if he didn't shout, his voice would be drowned out by the gunfire.

"Have you lost your mind?" Marquis de Saint-Véran glared at him darkly, snatched a telescope from his attendant, and cursed as he headed for the roof, "So who is attacking me right now? Bertier's three corps, or some ridiculous police force?"

Upon stepping onto the roof, he immediately saw black smoke billowing everywhere around the estate, and the distinct sounds of gunfire and bugle calls clearly indicated an intense battle underway.