Chapter 223: Lonnie (3)
“You’re a genius.”
The words she had heard countless times since she was young still echoed in her mind.
“Am I a genius?”
Of course. Who else could be a genius if not you? Everyone said so because it had to be true. In fact, she was what people commonly referred to as a precocious genius.
Maronnie (Horse Chestnut Tree).
Her family, the Maronnie, was a symbol of France. The beginning of the revolution, the first spark. When everyone was raising their flags, lining up and screaming, soaking the revolutionary road with blood and tears, Maronnie was always there.
The embodiment of France. Always at the forefront, bearing the honor.
Every Maronnie who led the tricolor flag had the same name. The first to lead the revolutionary army was Maronnie. The one who subdued and grew the echoes of the revolution was also Maronnie.
To the French, Maronnie wasn’t just a common landscaping tree. They always felt the nostalgia of the revolution when they saw Maronnie.