Eagle’s Glory

"Your eyes should not be cherished, but life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth"

As summer approaches, the Saint-Germain district, where the upper class lives in Paris, becomes extraordinarily pleasant. Although the gardens in the various mansions are separated from the outside world by the railings, the blooming flowers can still be seen through the gaps between the fences.

It was in this picturesque street that a spacious rental carriage drove through it and stopped outside one of the mansions.

Compared to other mansions carefully decorated by nobles, this mansion looks a lot shabby. The original luxurious decorations on the gate and railings have long been mottled and faded, revealing that the owner's economic situation is not as optimistic as he imagined.

From the carriages coming and going from all over the place, it is obvious that this mansion is deserted and lacks visitors, just like an isolated island in this rich ocean.

In the midst of the silence, Edmond Dantès opened the curtains of the car window, then stuck his head out of it, nodded slightly towards the astonished porter, and said in a cold and reserved tone.

"Tell me about your master, the Count of Monte Cristo, please."

He was dressed in a black dress, with a velvet bowler hat on his head, a loose tie that was meticulously tied, his hair neatly combed and waxed, and with his pale complexion and indifferent attitude, he was indeed full of nobility. His demeanor is completely worthy of the self-proclaimed earl status.

After the concierge looked at him suspiciously, he seemed to understand something, and then he bowed to the adults in the carriage.

"Please wait a moment, I will pass on the master."

The Count of Monte Cristo nodded slightly, then lowered the curtains.

Soon, the porter came back, and beside the porter was the personal servant of the Marquis of Treville.

"Your Majesty is invited," the servant said respectfully to the carriage.

Then, he stepped forward, opened the door of the carriage, and the passengers inside walked out.

The visitor, who claimed to be the Count of Monte Cristo, opened his wallet slightly, then threw a gold coin at the driver, and without waiting for the change, he followed the servant directly in.

After entering, he was silent, and the servant did not ask another word, and soon led him through the small courtyard and came to the mansion.

The room is quite spacious, and the extravagant style of the imperial era can be seen everywhere. There are precious red silk curtains on the windows, gold-painted railings on the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, and a thick blanket on the living room floor. , the other furniture is also covered with golden lacquer and covered with floral silk face.

All kinds of furnishings can be seen, when this mansion was completed, its owner was in the glorious period of his life, so he did not hesitate to build this residence.

However, under the sharp eyes of Edmond Dantès, the other side of the mansion's splendor is also invisible - all the furniture in the living room is no longer popular today, and there are not many precious displays. It is obviously well maintained, and signs of decay can be seen.

Obviously, this family has now reached a stage of despair. Although it is not dead and unsustainable, it is only supported by various ingenious methods of being a family member, and it can still maintain the style of a noble family.

When he left Monte Cristo, Edmond Dantès already knew about the Marquis of Treville, so it was not surprising that he knew his current situation.

Victor de Treville, the second son of the former Duke of Treville, fled France with his brother during the horrors of the Great Revolution and lived in seclusion in Düsseldorf, Germany.

Later, Emperor Napoleon came to power and expressed his preferential treatment to the exiled nobles many times. After years of living in exile abroad, Victor de Treville returned to France in 1805 and joined the army as he wished under the emperor's grace. . Although he did not have time to catch up with the Battle of Austerlitz, in the battles of Jena and Auerstadt in which France and Prussia fought in 1806, Victor, a cavalry officer, fought bravely and led his subordinates to the North German Great Plain. All the way to Berlin, he was rewarded and promoted by His Majesty the Emperor, and became famous for it.

In the following years, he continued to fight bravely and received a lot of bounties from the emperor, who specially made him a marquis, making him the second son also a titled noble.

So, the Marquis of Treville built this mansion, and let his descendants take root here.

However, the good times did not last long, the empire was finally destroyed, the future of the Marquis of Treville also plummeted, and the source of income was greatly reduced. However, he did not change his original intention because of this, and he still publicly expressed his unwillingness to serve the Bourbon royal family many times.

As a result, he was also forced to retire from the army, and was never again used by the court, and his family was also ruined.

For the Bonaparte family, this was a precious and time-tested loyalty, so the master of Edmond-Dantès also regarded the Marquis of Treville as an important helper and entrusted him with tasks for himself.

And Edmond Dantes came to Paris for this task.

After Edmond Dantès came to the living room, the Marquis of Treville soon came to the living room to receive this strange guest who came unannounced.

The Marquis looked in his forties and fifties, with a square face and a broad forehead, and his gestures were full of battle-hardened heroism. Although it is obvious that he has a lot of white hair on his temples, he can still see the power contained in his tall and thin body. The suffocation of life and death.

At this moment, he looked at Edmond Dantès in front of him with his malevolent eyes.

"Count of Monte Cristo? Interesting title—are you Italian?"

Although it seemed like a common question, Edmond Dantes knew that it was a code, and he had to reply as agreed, otherwise he would not be able to get any hospitality and would be expelled immediately.

"I'm neither Italian nor French, I'm a lord floating at sea, serving God and his ambassador," Edmond Dantes replied calmly, looking at each other with calm eyes.

At this moment, Marquis Treville's eyes softened a lot.

He showed a knowing smile, then nodded slightly, and extended his hand to Edmond Dantes, "Mr. Count, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, General." Edmond Dantès took the other's hand and said respectfully.

Edmund Dantes must pay due respect to the former war hero and loyal former partisan.

Then, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the Marquis of Treville.

"This is His Majesty's handwritten letter, please take a look at it."

The Marquis of Treville became serious in an instant, and he respectfully picked up the letter, opened it, and read it quietly.

After reading it, he smiled slightly, "It seems that His Majesty is not satisfied with my progress, and he urged me to speed up the progress."

"Your Majesty is very considerate of your difficulties. He knows that you have to face difficulties in completing your mission in France." Edmond Dantes quickly comforted the other party, "It's just that His Majesty's plan has reached a critical moment, and he needs to Get help as soon as possible, and then go to implement his next plan, which must depend on your efforts..."

"Yeah, I know." Treville nodded slightly, indicating that he was fully aware that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. "I will do my best to complete my task, please rest assured."

At this moment, footsteps came from the second floor of the mansion, and then Edmond Dantès clearly found a young lady walking down the stairs with the help of a maid.

He quickly stopped his own words, and then carefully looked at the other party.

This is a very young and beautiful blond woman with azure blue eyes and very delicate facial features, and her belly is obviously slightly bulging, obviously she is a few months pregnant.

"This is my daughter-in-law, Alice." The Marquis of Treville didn't seem to intend to end the conversation between the two, but explained to Edmond Dantes in a low voice.

"Your daughter-in-law?" The Count of Monte Cristo raised his eyebrows slightly, as if curious.

In any case, the daughter-in-law was once an outsider, he didn't expect the Marquis of Treville to be so relieved.

And she's pregnant!

Considering His Majesty's high expectations for the Marquis, Edmond Dantes thought his approach was a little unserious.

Under his gaze, the young woman walked down the stairs with a little difficulty, and then saluted Edmund Dantes slightly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Count."

Edmond Dantes was a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to deal with this young lady who suddenly appeared. After all, he was here on a mission.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am."

"Don't be restrained, sir." Alice raised her head and looked at him without flinching, "please don't take me as an outsider, I know everything that happened between the Trevilles and His Majesty, and I am one of them. Member. I followed my husband to meet your Majesty when I was in Switzerland, and had a great conversation with His Majesty—”

Then, she stroked her stomach lightly, then smiled slightly, "Speaking of which, the child in my womb has also been named by His Majesty, so you can completely trust me without any scruples."

Although her words sounded like a story, Edmond Dantès couldn't help but believe her.

Judging from the attitude of the Marquis of Treville, he did not shy away from his daughter-in-law, which shows that this lady is also his colleague.

And if she has a good relationship with His Majesty, in a sense, her status should be above him, and she must not be treated lightly.

"What about your husband? Where is he?" Edmond Dantes asked casually.

He asked a question casually, but it seemed to touch Alice, and the lady's expression instantly became a little dark, but it soon returned to normal. "Edgar was invited to the club yesterday to participate in an activity. He hasn't gone home yet. He probably won't be back until tonight. But please rest assured, with my father-in-law and me, everything can be handled."

So, what I need to deal with now is the former imperial cavalry general and his daughter-in-law? .

Well, this is not unacceptable.

Edmund Dantès restrained his mind. For him now, the task was the most important, so he ignored this small change and looked at the Marquis of Treville.

"General, I came to you, not just to bring you a difficult task, I was also ordered to help you. Not only my personal help, but also financial help—" He turned his hand again Reaching into his arms, he took out a small bag from his hidden pocket. "Your Majesty asked me to sell these in Paris. Part of it is the funds he sent you. He thinks that if you have enough funds, things should go more smoothly."

After speaking, he opened the small bag.

The dazzling light of gems and diamonds instantly dazzled Marquis of Treville and Alice.

But after all, they grew up in the upper class, and their immunity to jewelry was stronger than ordinary people, so they quickly regained their composure.

"These are very precious jewels. It seems that His Majesty has found enough patrons." Alice said happily. "Very good, this is excellent news for His Majesty and for us."

"I think so." Edmond Dantes nodded slightly.

Only he knew who this precious "patron" was.

Then, he returned to the topic, "I need to sell these gems at a reasonable price in Paris as soon as possible. Your Majesty needs this money, so, Marquis of Treville, can you introduce some bankers with similar abilities? "

The Marquis of Treville was a little hesitant. After all, he had been in the army for many years, and since the restoration, he had been forced to deliberately, so there was not much chance to deal with bankers.

Instead, Alice nodded lightly, "I know a few from my parents' family. If necessary, I can find a way to get in touch—but I'll find someone who is very strict, don't worry."

At this time, Edmond Dantès probably understood why the Marquis of Treville had his daughter-in-law also involved.

"Then... can you tell me about Mr. Danglars' silver number?" he asked calmly.

"Danglar... I seem to have heard this name." Alice frowned slightly. "Okay, I can try it, but Mister Count, why should it be him? Does your majesty know him?"

"No, I want to know him." Edmond Dantes lowered his eyes slightly, trying to keep his hatred from showing.

Because he is my enemy of life and death, I must probe his truth and gain his trust, so that one day in the future I can pierce his chest with a sharp sword—

Edmond Dantès didn't say it out loud, he just recited it in his heart.

If he speaks to the Marquis of Treville now, maybe this comrade will do him a favor, maybe he can even summon people to secretly give Danglars a black gun, but... no!

How could the crimes they committed end with a single shot? They are so cheap!

Before he came to Paris, he went back to Marseille once, and there, he heard all the bad news and understood the tragic situation faced by his relatives after he was captured.

Pain and anger turned this man into a bloodthirsty avenger overnight.

Through various channels, he inquired about the whereabouts of those enemies.

Then he came to Paris,

After learning all the truth, in the name of his father, Edmond Dantès made the oath that he remembered in the deepest part of his heart. For revenge, he not only wants to take away their lives, but also everything that they have spent their entire lives building up, whether it is property, title, or the dignity of the nobles, he wants to take them all and step on them.

Only in this way can he let his injured soul let out a satisfied howl! All the price he paid was the real compensation.

This is Edmond Dantès' personal hatred, and he wants his own revenge.

"Therefore, when the LORD keeps you from being disturbed by all your enemies around you, and you have peace in the land that the LORD is giving you as an inheritance, you shall destroy all the Amalekites, so that they will not be remembered. Do not forget this. !"