Eagle’s Glory

"I want to go hunting in two days to relax. If you are interested, you can come as a reward."

Agron smiled and warmly invited Agnes.

It was originally his plan to go out hunting in his spare time to soothe his mood; however, inviting Agnes was his sudden decision at this moment.

He didn't even think about it at first, but now it seems to be natural.

Yeah, being able to talk to Agnes is already so much fun, it must be even more fun to go hunting with her...

Agnes was stunned when she heard this unexpected invitation.

After a moment, she spoke hesitantly.

"You are at war now. Although the enemy has been repelled by you now, there are chaos everywhere. Wouldn't it be too risky for you to rashly hunt around?"

"There are so many guards around me that are not purely decorative." Aegron replied mildly but confidently, "They will draw up a cordon around me. In this area, no suspicious person has the ability to approach me. So I can do whatever I want—"

Agnes looked at the young man quietly.

Although he spoke in a relaxed tone, the unquestionable aura in his expression seemed to be able to convince anyone.

Agnes, who had already drank a little, suddenly lost consciousness.

Is there a second boy in the world who can be like a poet and a warrior at the same time?

Maybe it will be a very pleasant experience.

Moreover, Agnes has indeed been a bit suffocated during this time, and she also wants to breathe and find some fun for the hard life here.

"Okay... Since you have invited me so graciously, then if I refuse, it would be too ignorant." Agnes nodded slightly, with a little dizziness, and agreed to Agron's invitation. "However, I can't guarantee that my performance will satisfy you, after all, I am not proficient in hunting."

"It doesn't matter, in fact, I'm not an expert in hunting - even when I was in Austria, I wasn't keen on it." Aegron shook his head nonchalantly, "It's just a way to pass the time for me, even if I get nothing, It's satisfying enough for me to walk with you, but not everyone has that privilege."

Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Aegron's tone was unconsciously different from the majesty and resolute he deliberately displayed in the past, but a little more frivolous and easy-going. Everyone is comfortable.

"You're... too much..." Agnes lowered her head, and the blush on her face became more obvious. "If this kind of entertainment can relieve you of the fatigue that has accumulated in your heart, then of course I will be very happy to support you."

Although Agnes is usually carefree, she comes from an old family after all. She has received extremely strict education from her parents since she was a child, and she has long been accustomed to social entertainment and etiquette, so this response is perfect enough to make the guests and hosts enjoy— - Of course, not everyone deserves to be treated like this by her.

"Then we're done." Aigron smiled and picked up the glass again, "Then let's toast tomorrow in advance! I wish both of us a harvest that day."

"Cheers!" Agnes and Edgar naturally wouldn't disappoint, and they toasted again.

In this way, the three of them chatted happily and drank to add to the fun. It was not until late at night that the banquet came to an end. At this time, they have all entered a state of drunkenness to varying degrees.

Seeing that the guests were overwhelmed with alcohol, Agron, who was already dizzy, called his captain of the guard, Andre Davout, in front of him.

"Andre, you should take Edgar back to his place first... He seems to have a little mobility." He ordered.

Since Agnes lived not far from his, and Edgar lived on the outskirts, he decided to have him sent back to avoid accidents on the way.

"Okay, Your Majesty." Andre didn't say much, and directly helped Edgar, who was already limp, to walk out of the room.

He has been guarding outside the door all the time, and he knows that His Majesty's banquet today is beyond the scheduled time, and he drank a little too much - but anyway, it is a celebration, and now is a quiet period, it is okay for His Majesty to be happy, of course he will not disturb His Majesty Yaxing.

He helped Edgar to walk into the alley, and the guards who were patrolling saw that it was the captain of the guard himself, and did not make any obstacles or interrogations, and let them leave.

Just when they came to a place not far from Edgar's residence, Edgar, who had been drunk all the time, suddenly grabbed Andre's shoulder.

"Andre...my friend, I have something to ask you to help with."

Andre was startled by his sudden movement, but quickly calmed down, "What's the matter, Edgar?"

"About my wife and sister," Edgar replied solemnly, then stood up straight in front of him, facing him.

At this time, although his face was flushed with drunkenness, his eyes were bright and his consciousness was clear.

"Miss Agnes...? What's the matter?" Andre was a little strange.

"You also know that Agnes is growing up slowly, and her parents and sisters are starting to think about her life-long affairs, but she has always been above the top, but she is really powerful, so that no one People can break her spirit and make her sincerely admire her, so over time, her peers have turned away from her a little... Alice often sighs about this, after all, there are too few people in the world who can be worthy of a sister... "Edgar sighed suddenly and exaggeratedly, and then, suddenly, he attached to Andre Davout's ear. "To tell you the truth, before I came, my wife and my father both planned to try their best to match His Majesty and Agnes. Wouldn't this be the best destination for her?"

When he heard this sentence suddenly, Andre was very surprised, but he soon accepted it.

In fact, he had long thought in his heart that they were a perfect match, but unfortunately... God seemed to have made a different decision.

"That's a pity." He sighed, "His Royal Highness Teresa has come to His Majesty's side, and His Majesty has promised her to marry her. This should be an unchangeable decision."

"It's true... It's a pity!" Edgar sighed with a strong smell of alcohol. "After coming here and seeing His Highness Teresa, I could only cancel this plan in regret, but... Agnes seems to be infatuated with His Majesty, and His Majesty seems to be in love with her."

Andre's eyes widened, looking at Edgar in disbelief. "Your Majesty...is that really true?"

As the captain of the guard, he has always been by His Majesty's side, but he has never heard His Majesty talk about Agnes, so he instinctively finds it hard to believe.

"Of course... You may not have noticed our banquet just now. The two of them have been talking all the time. I won't admit the light in their eyes. They definitely love each other." Edgar did not change his face. He lied, "Furthermore, His Majesty specially invited Agnes to hunt with her—"

"Really... Is it?" Under Edgar's explanation, Andre gradually wavered and accepted Edgar's words-after all, he seemed to have long expected this result in his heart.

"But over there with His Royal Highness Theresa..." Andre hesitated again.

"Marriage is a marriage, it's fine to go on as usual, but who stipulates that Your Majesty can only like one person?" Edgar asked nonchalantly, "Haven't our kings come here for so many years? , to disturb Your Highness Teresa, wouldn't that be alright?"

Edgar's rhetorical question left Andre speechless.

"It seems to be true--" After a moment, he nodded.

Seeing his appearance, Edgar was delighted in his heart, and he solved another problem quietly - as long as the captain of the guard beside His Majesty didn't cause trouble or even offered to help, everything would be better.

"Actually, I did this not only for Agnes, but also for His Majesty's cause. If they like each other, it will be extremely beneficial to His Majesty." In order to make the other party accept his opinion more, Edgar He took the initiative to reach out to Andre, and then looked at Andre with expectant eyes. "Don't you think it would be a great thing for the most beautiful roses in France to adorn your Majesty's throne? For the French people and for Agnes herself."

Andre was silent again after hearing this. He pondered over it, but couldn't find the loophole in Edgar's words.

It seems so.

As a native of France, he himself was more than happy to see Miss Agnes on His Majesty's side.

So, he also nodded. "You know, I'm just His Majesty's captain of the guard, and my duty is to protect his safety. As a servant, I have absolutely no right to intervene in his private life... Your Majesty can do whatever he wants, and... me and you. Happy to see this come true.”

After he finished speaking, he also stretched out his hand, and the palms of the two hit it off.

Aigron, who was still in the room at this time, of course could not hear the conversation between Andre and Edgar.

He is now struggling with drunken sleepiness.

And Agnes didn't look very good. She looked dizzy and blushed as if she was about to drip blood.

"Miss Agnes, are you okay?" Agron asked.

"I... I'm fine..." Agnes stood up staggeringly, "Okay... I have to go back to rest, good night, Agron."

After she finished speaking, she took steps to go back, but she staggered before taking two steps, almost fell, and finally managed to hold on to the table.

"Are you okay?" Aigron asked, then walked to her side.

Looking at Agnes' current appearance, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems that you don't usually drink much?"

"Yes, I usually...don't like it," Agnes replied intermittently. "It's just... I just heard that my sister is safe today... I'm in a good mood, so... so..."

"Okay, I understand. Sorry, this is my responsibility, I will pay attention to it in the future." Aegron nodded, "Then I will take you back to your room."

After he finished speaking, he directly grabbed Agnes' arm, and then took her to her room.

Although he himself is incapable of drinking, but looking at Agnes's current appearance, if he doesn't help him, he will have to let others come - but he never wants to let others come.

So, I had to force myself to work hard for the last time.

When he grabbed her arm, Agnes was obviously a little uncomfortable and struggled subconsciously, but of course her strength was no longer comparable to Agron's, so Agron easily helped her up. .

Aigron looked at the girl's face quietly, even if she was wearing men's clothes, even if her body was stained with alcohol, she couldn't hide her demeanor.

It looks really nice.

Then, he took her, and the two walked forward with vain steps.

As if Agnes' room was not far away, they reached their destination quickly, Agron dragged Agnes, walked in, and put her on the bed.

Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He stood by the bed, looked at the girl with slightly closed eyes, and bowed to her to say goodbye.

"Good night, Agnes, see you tomorrow."

"Agron..." At this time, Agnes suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him weakly.

"What's wrong?" Aegron endured the fatigue in his head and asked her.

"Sometimes I really admire you... Even though I'm only the same age as me, yet... to be able to achieve such an achievement... It's rare." Agnes' voice was soft and her voice was rather vague, but It was clearly her heartfelt words, "The only thing I'm proud of is swordsmanship, but even in this I can't beat you, and in other respects... whether it's poetry or anything else, I can't even be with you. On a par. Why...why can you do it? Could this be the power of blood? A hero's son would be a hero..."

"Come on, go to his bloodline! Bloodline gave me a deceitful sign at best, and was not destined to bring me anything. In those dark days, I have nothing but hard work and anger!" Aigron borrowed Feeling drunk, he replied loudly to her, "But these two are enough. They drive me to use my brain and physical strength to fight to regain everything."

"Yeah...that's it..." Agnes smiled slightly, then looked at Agron with half-open eyes, "Bloodlines are nothing more than a deceitful pretense, when our family was displaced in Italy, what was there? Superhuman blood bless us? It's nothing more than a group of poor exiles... You are right, Aigron... You are yourself, no one made you special, and all your achievements belong to you ...so I admire you."

"Thank you." Aegron replied solemnly, "Actually, I also admire you. You are also an extraordinary person, and this is only due to your own efforts... You are already dazzling enough."

Then, he put a blanket over Agnes and said goodbye gently, "Have a good rest, we'll see you tomorrow... I'm sure it will be very pleasant."

"See you tomorrow, Agron..." Agnes replied softly, then closed her eyes again.