Eagle’s Glory

As the sun rises over the sea, far away in Aigron, Nafpaktos, another busy day begins.

Living in the fort, he got up from his camp bed, washed himself, ate a light breakfast, and then went to work.

Undoubtedly, since he was used to Chanel's considerate and meticulous service, the current life really made him feel very uncomfortable, but as the days of expeditions increased, he gradually became accustomed to this simple life.

In the end, the sweat he is sweating now is for the comfort of himself and his family in the future, and he is willing to endure and sacrifice.

He has been here ever since Nafpaktos was captured.

Because his own strength is limited and the enemy's situation is unknown, so his idea is to keep his troops still, pay attention to observe the movement around him, and quietly wait for a new opportunity.

Although at present, his sudden appearance caused huge confusion to the Turkish army, but he could feel that the other party was already dealing with him, and the heavy punch of revenge was about to come, and even the air was full of wind and rain. .

In order to prepare for the battle that is bound to come next, he is also stepping up the training of his soldiers and strengthening the defense of Nafpaktos.

Just as he had just finished breakfast, his personal guard captain Andre Davout came over and brought him unexpected news.

"Your Majesty." After bowing respectfully, he continued, "The people I sent to **** the captives have returned from Methoni, and they have brought us good news. I think you will be happy. of."

"Oh? Then let's hear it." Seeing what he said so mysteriously, Aegron immediately became interested.

"At the request of His Royal Highness Theresa, Archduke Karl specially recruited several officers from Austria to assist you in commanding the battle." Andre Davout didn't give up, but continued with a smile, "They have already I arrived at His Royal Highness Theresa as a messenger, and I am expected to say goodbye to His Royal Highness immediately, and then rush to your place."

Aigron's eyes widened in surprise, then he grinned. "Really? That's great!"

After speaking, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and immediately stood up from the chair.

There is no doubt that although he has a team in his hand, there are not many people with long-term military experience, and there will naturally be fewer officers with reliable quality. When encountering problems, he can only summarize while himself. Find a solution, and the officers selected by Archduke Karl will definitely be able to improve his predicament.

But his excitement didn't stop there.

-Before, because of what he did, Archduke Karl was naturally furious. Although he did not experience it with his own eyes, he heard Teresa say that he hated him. My future son-in-law.

For Aigron, he had a very good impression of the Grand Duke and his wife, and he was very grateful for their attention and care at the beginning. It would be a blessing if he could mend the relationship with their husband and wife.

Of course, these people have special identities, and it is not easy to integrate into the team - after all, the supporters of the Bonaparte family must still harbor resentment against the Austrian soldiers.

Moreover, they probably won't be very fluent in French, and they probably won't be able to communicate too smoothly with these knights under their command.

But even with the above problems, they can at least be used as their own military advisers. Their experience and skills have been tested, and they are definitely not comparable to those half-bottles of vinegar in their hands.

These thoughts quickly passed through Aegron's mind, and he finally nodded with a smile.

"Very well, then treat them well. Any other good news?"

"One more," Andre Davout replied. "With the arrival of the messenger, there is also a special gift, and Her Royal Highness Teresa asked them to take it and forward it to you."

Um? Gift?

Aigron was a little puzzled. He looked at Andre Davout and found that his expression was also a bit strange.

So, Aigron asked quickly. "What's wrong? Is there anything strange about this gift?"

"There's nothing strange about it." Andre laughed awkwardly, "It's just that it looks... like a dressing box."

Aegron couldn't help but be surprised.

For a moment, he felt that his father-in-law was deliberately trying to express his anger in this way - but thinking about it carefully, the Grand Duke is not such a boring person.

"Bring it here, let me see." Aigron quickly settled down, and then calmly ordered.

Soon, Andre Davout was struggling with the dressing box with both hands, took it over, and put it on the table.

"Your Majesty, this is it..." he said, looking at the young man, and then he was stunned to find that the young man was looking at the dressing box with a ghost-like expression.

"Your Majesty... are you all right?"

Aegron could no longer hear Andre's words at this time, and all his attention had been put on the dressing box - it was normal for others to not recognize it, how could he not recognize it?

This is Sophie's usual dressing box in Schönbrunn Palace. He has been in and out of her room so many times, it is impossible to admit it wrong.

How is this going? Why was it sent here as a "gift" from Archduke Karl? There were a lot of questions in his mind all of a sudden.

He quickly cleared his mind and forced himself to calm down.

Probably, Sophie visited the Archduke and entrusted him to bring this dressing box as a gift... He quickly guessed the general outline of the matter.

"Your Majesty...?" Andre Davout hurriedly asked again when he saw that Aigron was still in a state of dismay.

"Ah... Andre, I'm fine." Agron finally nodded, "Okay, you go out first, I'll be alone for a while."

Even if Andre was his close confidant, of course Aigron couldn't tell him all these things-because this matter involved a great deal and could never be told to outsiders.

Although Andre Davout still had a lot of doubts in his heart, he could see that this dressing box was absolutely no trivial matter. Since His Majesty didn't want to tell him, he couldn't ask more.

It's just that he bowed and saluted, and then left directly, leaving Aigron standing there, staring blankly at the dressing box.

Although it has only been less than a year since he said goodbye to her, he has experienced too many things during this period of time. In retrospect, everything seems to be a lifetime away, but everything is so fresh.

Its dull color, as well as bright patterns, everything was so familiar, it easily evoked the dusty memories in his mind.

The memories of getting along with Sophie, happy and sad, flooded into his heart one after another, and those images gradually faded, and finally settled on her kneeling on the ground and crying that night.

This has become a scene etched in his soul.

The heartbreaking whimpering and crying seemed to echo in his ears now.

"It's all the result of you." In the trance, the dressing box seemed to be like a gramophone, and a questioning voice came from it, "It's all because of you!"

Yes, it's all because of me... If I hadn't dragged her into that whirlpool willfully, even if she escaped, she wouldn't have been so heartbroken and won't bear such terrible punishments and sins.

He knew that all this was his own choice, and he couldn't escape, and he didn't want to.

He took a deep breath, and then reached out and touched the surface of the dressing box. The smooth hand felt as if he was touching her skin.

He gently opened the lid of the dressing box, and found the upper level empty.

So, his hand moved to the drawer in the dark compartment and pulled it gently again.

In an instant, the brilliance of the jewels obscured his sight.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that the moment I see these precious jewels, I am afraid that my brain will be blank, but Aegron is different - he has been trained by the treasures on the island of Monte Cristo and has become immune to jewelry.

He looked at these jewels carefully, almost every item, he was able to find out Sophie's dress at that time in his memories.

The laughter and laughter they had together at that time, compared to now, why not make people feel emotional?

Obviously, Sophie gave herself the jewelry she loved and used.

"Why, do you think I can sell them all?" he asked with a wry smile.

Of course not.

He wants to keep them all well, to commemorate the days when the two of them got together in the past, and also to commemorate her kindness towards him.

Just then, among the jewels, a pocket watch caught his attention.

This pocket watch is obviously not a product of Her Royal Highness, and he has no memory of it, so he picked it up and looked at it carefully.

Small and luxurious, the pocket watch is enamel-textured and inlaid with pearls and diamonds.

He gently opened the case of the pocket watch, and then the hands inside the pocket watch were immediately revealed in front of his eyes, and at the same moment, on the inner wall of the pocket watch, a few strands of hair immediately attracted his attention.

He hurriedly took a closer look and found that these were a few silver-white hairs, which were carefully trimmed and then curled up in the inner wall.

It wasn't Sophie's hair color, and it wasn't her own.

Aigron came up with the correct answer almost in an instant.

"Christelle." He called out the name, which he had never pronounced before, but at this moment his true feelings were revealed, but he seemed to read it so smoothly.

Before, when Teresa mentioned that her daughter was born, although he was extremely shocked, he didn't really feel it, let alone have the awareness of "I have become a father".

However, when he saw and touched the real thing, everything was completely different. Aegron was reminded by Sophie in this way, and Ming remembered this fact.

Although I have never seen this daughter, I think she will be very cute - after all, she is the son and daughter of Sophie and I, how could she not be good-looking?

In an instant, his heart suddenly cramped, and the inexplicable resentment and shame made it very difficult for him to breathe.

"I must see her again, I must!" This was his first thought. "She suffered so much for me, how can I just ignore it?"

Next, he thought of another place.

He wanted to know that Sophie deliberately gave her daughter's hair along with the gift, not only so that he could see the traces of her daughter, but also as a reminder—

She is our daughter and you must not leave her alone.

This poor child was born in the shadows, with no flowers and no blessings. Everyone just thinks she doesn't exist. Even though her parents have such dazzling identities, she can only live in the world with the stigma of an illegitimate daughter. No one respects or takes care of her. If she really lets it go, God knows what kind of fate she will encounter in the future?

"Yes, it must not be left behind." In the empty room, he murmured to himself, "One day, if I succeed... I must bring Corristel back and let her have her Everything I should have, I swear!"

If he fails, he will not even be able to protect himself, and everything will be put aside; but if he succeeds, but he still ignores Kristel, it will not only insult the name of father, how can he be worthy of Su Fei?

He promised loudly that although Sophie could not hear his assurance now, he believed that she must be able to feel it from thousands of miles away.

After a short burst, he took the pocket watch into his hand again, then took out his original pocket watch and put it on the table, then he pressed the button of the pocket watch in his hand, and carefully adjusted the time to the pocket watch on the table, Then twist the clockwork again.

Soon, the pocket watch that Sophie had given her began to run, the hands began to slide silently, and they began to perform their duties as a tool.

Aigron carefully put the pocket watch into his chest pocket, making it his new timekeeping tool, and the original pocket watch was thrown aside.

He knew that what he had done had gone far beyond common sense, and he had never expected to be forgiven... But he found that the person had forgiven him and was still sincerely praying for himself.

Although there are no words written to himself in the dressing box, these things are worth a thousand words in themselves, so that Aigron can't help but feel heartache just by imagining it.

But when his heart hurts, the strength in his bones is not damaged.

He is paying the price for his decisions, and because the price is painful, in order for it to be worth it, he must succeed—because only success can prove that he is on the right path, it's that simple.

The resentment and shame in his heart turned into a raging fire, and he could not wait to burn all those who stood in front of him.

"I can't spare you, all of you!"