Eagle’s Glory

Under the guidance of the maid, Edmond Dantès walked through the corridor, then passed the corner into the alley, and finally came to the door of a room.

Chanel motioned for him to wait first, then knocked carefully on the door.

"Your Majesty, Edmond Dantès is here for an audience!" Her expression became solemn, and she said respectfully outside the door.

Wait, Your Majesty?

Edmond Dantès was a little stunned for a moment.

Before he could continue to think, there was a response from the door.

"Bring him in."

"Yes." Chanel nodded and opened the door.

Then, she looked back at Edmond Dantès, and after hesitating for a moment, he could only step in, and Chanel came in with him, then carefully closed the door.

He could hear that the voices of the people inside were very young, so he was even more puzzled. .

When he came in, he found that it was an old house that had been aged, and it could be seen that it had been abandoned. There were many mottled marks on the ceiling - but the floor was covered with simple carpets, and there were also tapestries on the walls. , concealing other crumbling evidence.

There are also muskets, sabers, two hunting bags as simple decorations on the walls of the room, a small plaster statue and a brass wall clock above the fireplace. There were curtains hanging on the windows to block the light from outside, and the fringes on the curtains were ordinary silk patterns.

The whole room is simple and neat, but without losing the sense of solemnity it should have.

Beside the fireplace there was an oak table with many papers, and bookmarks and pens and paper; there were also some cutlery and disks on it at the moment, polished to a good gloss, and it was obvious that the owner of the room had just eaten.

Edmond Dantes' attention was quickly drawn away by the man in the chair.

Although he had guessed from his voice that the other party was very young, he was still shocked at this moment - the person in front of him was clearly just a young man!

He has short golden hair, fair skin, and his face is gentle and delicate, with some poetic temperament, but his eyes are quite sharp, and he is also looking up and down at this moment.

On the whole, this young man looks neat and cultivated, but full of action and courage.

"Edmond Dantes?" After a moment of silence between the two, the young man asked.

He behaved rather mildly, then pointed to the seat opposite and motioned for Edmund Dantes to sit down. "Please sit down."

Edmond Dantes sat down obediently.

"You must be full of questions now." Aegron smiled gently, "It doesn't matter, now we have a lot of time, I can answer your questions-but before that, please answer me a question. "

"Please, sir," replied Edmond Dantes.

"I bought your freedom with money. This is an undeniable fact for you. Then I would like to ask, in return, to what extent are you willing to serve me?" Aegron asked directly.

"To what extent..." Edmond Dantès froze for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Then what do you need me to do?"

"Go to lead my sailors, help me smuggle, build a smuggling and intelligence network that can run smoothly, buy and sell stolen goods, go through fire and water, and maybe kill people." Aegron replied.

"Killing...!" Edmond Dantes frowned, then shook his head, "I don't want to kill innocents."

"As a felon who was imprisoned in a dungeon for twelve years, I originally thought that you shouldn't be afraid of killing people." Aegron looked at the other party calmly, "The information I received was that you were bold enough to participate in Under the conspiracy of Emperor Napoleon, he helped him land in France from Elba Island, and almost helped him restore the empire... I don't think people like this should be afraid of seeing blood."

"No, sir! You misunderstood!" Edmond Dantès hurriedly denied, "I never participated in Emperor Napoleon's conspiracy, I just sent him a letter as a sailor."

Aegron's face suddenly became very strange, as if he didn't believe him at all - of course, he knew in his heart that he just needed to play on the scene.

"Just, it's easy?" he asked back with a sneer.

"Yes, believe it or not, but that's how I was. Please give me a moment and I'll explain my story to you in detail." Then, Edmond Dantes decided not to hide any more, and put himself in the Everything that Nian experienced was told exactly to the young man, including how he was forcibly dragged away after his engagement.

Because he thought of those sad things, he spoke very emotionally and almost burst into tears, while Aigron and Chanel did not speak and listened to his narration quietly.

After a long time, Edmond Dantes finally finished speaking, then he sighed and looked at the young man.

"So, sir, you see... I'm really just a poor fellow involved."

Because he said the heaviest thing in his heart, he felt a lot more relaxed at the moment. "If you're looking to find a staunch supporter of Emperor Napoleon, you're probably looking for the wrong person... However, I'm still willing to use my sailor skills to serve you, I owe you, I accept it, and I will be very Thank you for your service."

The young man didn't answer, just looked at each other quietly.

"You... don't you believe me?" Edmond Dantes asked uneasily. "Sir, everything I say comes from the bottom of my heart. This is my most tragic experience. I'm not lying."

"My poor friend, I believe in you." Agron nodded softly.

Edmond Dantès suddenly felt relieved. "Great……"

However, before he could finish speaking, the young man interrupted him again, and then looked at the other party with pity, "Although I believe in you, I pity you even more, even I think it's a bit ridiculous."

"Ridiculous?" Edmond Dantes was stunned, and then a burst of anger rose in his heart.

"I've served twelve years of hard labor, and you're actually saying it's ridiculous?"

"Your hard labor is not ridiculous, but after twelve years you are still as innocent as before, that is the real ridiculous!" Aigron replied.

"What?" Edmond Dantes asked suspiciously.

"You were only eighteen years old when you delivered the letter. I understand your naivety and naivety. After all, not everyone has to be like me, forced to understand things at a young age." Aegron sneered, " But no matter how innocent you think you are, your actions have taken you into a world you have never been in contact with, a world that is magnificent and full of all the ugliness in the world, a world that will not be judged by what you think in your heart Instead, you will speculate on what you have done with the greatest malice-then, Mr. Dantès, who is already thirty years old, please open your eyes now and see what you did twelve years ago. what?!"

In the midst of a loud roar, Aigron stood up from his seat, walked to Edmund Dantes, looked at the poor man calmly, "You went to the island, met Napoleon, and gave He sent an important letter to his confidant to help him complete the great cause of restoration - but in the end you said that you were just a passer-by, and you just completed this task as if you were an ordinary friend sending letters! You can say this, for a lifetime Say yes, but I assure you that no one in the Paris government will believe you, and your so-called grievances will never be cleared, because in their opinion, even if you only do this, your body , Your soul has been branded with the Bonaparte family forever, and you are a stubborn traitor in their hearts, even if you are turned into ashes after your death, you will not be able to get rid of this imprint!"

Edmond Dantès's face froze for a moment. He stared at the young man with wide eyes, and even lost the ability to speak for a while.

"I...I..." he muttered to himself, but he didn't know what to say, "I'm not innocent?"

"You are not guilty, but you are also guilty." Aigron sneered and continued.

"By doing this, you have set yourself on a path beyond the ordinary, and some people can't even ask for a way! On this path, you will either be prosperous after success, or suffer punishment after failure. You are unfortunate. , the empire failed in the end, so you were locked up in the Château d'Eve, others were worse off than you, Marshal Ney was even shot by the French army! Everyone paid the price because they took part in the game. Are they innocent? Are they guilty? These questions are no longer important, the only thing that matters is the result, whether it was a success or a failure. If it succeeds, then everything is right. If it fails, then you can only go to jail and even lose your life. During these years, you must have complained about your innocence to every official who came to visit Château d'Eve, begging them to be gracious and set yourself free. If you were so naive, you must have done it! But what happened? No one would care about your heart. What the **** did you think? You have already sentenced yourself with your actions! As a result, you are still so naive today. Twelve years have passed! As a result, you told me in front of me that you just sent It's just a letter... Hahahaha, don't you think it's funny?!"

In front of Aigron's continuous questioning, Edmond Dantès's face became more and more ugly, and finally his whole body could not help shaking.

If Edmond Dantès was still the stunned eighteen-year-old, or the sailor who didn't know the world, he would definitely be furious, thinking that the young man in front of him was talking nonsense.

But he is thirty years old, and he has also been trained by Father Faria during his twelve years in prison, and he has touched a world that he had never touched.

He knew that the logic of "fairness" wouldn't work in a world of opulence, glamour, and gloom.

The real logic pursued in this world is that it is better to kill mistakes and never let them go, and never leave room for opponents, but there is no tolerance and consideration.

Only the victors have the right to write history, so if you lose, then all the charges are taken for granted.

Since he participated in the conspiracy, no matter what his heart was, he was a part of it - in this case, if Napoleon succeeded, he was a hero; and on the night when Napoleon completely failed, he could only be a traitor.

Yeah, such a clear and clear fact, why haven't I thought of it?

Did not think, or do not want to think?

Edmond Dantès suddenly understood why Father Faria always looked at him with pity every time he talked about his grievances over the years.

- He was both wronged, but not wronged either.

His biggest mistake was to rush into a world of life and death with the reckless recklessness of a young man, but he didn't make up his own mind and prepare himself, and he didn't even have a way back.

He didn't even think that he might suffer the price of losing everything because of his actions. He thought that after sending the letter, he could just pretend that nothing happened, go back to his hometown to get married easily and happily, and usher in the best future!

How naive! How miserable.

So he was pitied by the young man in front of him, and even thought it was ridiculous by him.

"Ah!" The blood was rushing towards his head, and Edmond Dantes couldn't help covering his head.

When he had to face his "responsibility", when he found himself suffering such a terrible punishment "for a reason", when he found himself paving the way for himself, that kind of remorse, that kind of grief, let He lost the ability to think for a moment.

"Mercedes!" All kinds of thoughts rushed into his mind, giving him a splitting headache. His consciousness was almost blurred, and he only had time to call out the name, even he himself didn't know why.

"Mercedes? Is this the name of your fiancée? You must be very guilty now, because of your own mistakes, she has suffered so many disasters, and finally can only be separated." Agron's calm words were like a Remember the heavy hammer and hit Edmond Dantes on the heart. "I understand your feelings, but whether it's guilt or apology, all this is useless. If you want to make up for what you've lost, you can only rely on hard work! Grit your teeth and finish the road, just like me."

"What way?" Edmund Dantès, who was in a state of confusion, asked rhetorically.

"For me, it is the way back to the throne; for you, serve me and follow me back to France." Aigron raised his head and looked at him arrogantly, "You think I am Is it an invitation? Wrong, I'm stating a fact - you don't have a choice, you think you have a choice but you really don't.

Now that you've played this game, there's no way out now, you have to finish the game with tears and blood and see how it turns out. "

"Return to the throne..." Edmond Dantès opened his eyes wide and suddenly wanted to understand something, "Miss Chanel just called your majesty—"

"Good observation and analysis skills." Aigron nodded with a smile, "Yes, I am Napoleon's son, and was proclaimed Emperor Napoleon II by his followers. Don't look at how old I am now, about I could write a book on my history, but I could write a few more on my own - all I do now is for that purpose and you, who I think can help me. In return , I can also help you, let you flourish, and let you take revenge on those enemies who have bullied you, imprisoned you, and plunged you into despair!"

Edmond Dantes was almost blank for a moment, unable to speak.

It's not surprising that anyone who encounters so many unexpected situations with him in a few days will have a blank mind - let alone just come out of the cell.

But the world has never been kind to him, and he doesn't have much time to digest these shocking messages.

Just as he watched, the young man extended his hand to him.

"You did commit a crime because of momentary confusion. This crime is called the crime of failure, and failure is a crime! No one believes that you are wronged, but so what? Since your way has been blocked by them, since your soul You have been branded by them, then just go to the end! Let them also taste the pain you have tasted. Sir, reach out!"

With his mind blank, the young man's words seemed to have some kind of magic, and Edmond Dantes subconsciously stretched out his hand and held the young man's hand.

Agron held his hands tightly, then looked him in the eyes.

"Yes, that's it, follow me. If France rejects you as she rejects me, then there are only two ways to go, either to be humiliated and to go away incognito from now on, or to trample her. Fall to the ground, let her admit her mistake with tears, and open her arms to accept you again, but there is no other way."

Then, he increased the volume and questioned again in the other's ear.

"Twelve years, think about how many twelve years there are in your life! The most precious years in your life were taken away by them, no one will apologize to you, and no one will feel guilty, unless you go to him in person In front of you, grant them equal or even more pain, and all the disasters you have endured will be extended... You tell me, do you want revenge? You want to be a naive sailor all your life, chatting about your innocence; Or do you want to be a real hero, let the fire of vengeance burn them clean, and let them know that they have offended someone who can't be offended? Answer me!"

"Yes... yes..." These questions were like a blow to the head, making Edmond Dantes finally sober.

Like lightning piercing the night sky, everything suddenly opens up.

So clear.

I served for His Majesty the Emperor Napoleon I, so what is there to fear for Napoleon II? It just makes sense.

After being imprisoned for more than ten years, he has been isolated from the world. He doesn't know how this young man got out of his shackles and came here to start his dream, but this is completely irrelevant.

Now that I have been abandoned by the world and bruised with a brand that can never be washed away, why should I submit and beg for mercy? I will resist all of this, smash this world that insults and persecutes me, stand on the head of the enemy, and pay back the pain.

He raised his head and looked at the young man eagerly, without a trace of confusion.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to serve you..." He promised in a deep voice, "I am willing to be your faithful servant and follow you back to France. There is only one condition... I cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Don't worry about this, I don't have such a boring hobby." Aigron showed a relieved smile, and then nodded.

Then, he made a gesture, "Okay, let's go here first today, I think you need a good rest. Chanel, take him to the room to rest."

Edmund Dantès bowed gracefully and respectfully to the young man in accordance with the understanding taught by Father Faria.

Then, Chanel left with Edmond Dantes.

Aegron looked at the closed door again and fell into deep thought.

Edmond Dantès is a man with a clear grudge. Since he has made a commitment, he will definitely play for himself next.

But that doesn't mean everything is fine, there is still a small account between them that needs to be cleared up.

He'll be sure to check out the treasure trove tonight.

It was already a place he had always dreamed of, and he would never feel at ease if he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Well, let's do the math there.