Looking at the receding back of the old man, Cédric shook his head in disapproval and entered the room. As soon as he stepped foot in the room, the smell of jasmines hit his face. "Damn, the detergent is strong," he muttered. He looked around and could see the whole room spotless. "Maybe I should ask my butler to buy this specific detergent," he muttered. 'At least the old man did a good job,' he thought in his heart.
He reached out to the weapon that was kept in the centre of the room on a custom-made wooden holder, gave a quick once over to see if it was tampered with, and after being sure that it was not, he swiftly went back to the training grounds.
Marshal General Turenne, as soon as he saw the gun, smiled and took it over, personally handing it to His Majesty, Emperor Louis XIV.
Louis curiously flipped over the gun at various angles. He even pulled the trigger a couple of times, making a constant clicking sound.
