Eagle’s Glory

"No wait!"

Seeing the embarrassed look of the young man, Leon and Andre couldn't help but smile at each other.

Although they didn't know the specific relationship between Aegron and Her Royal Highness Princess Maria (let alone the bad relationship between him and Sophie), but after the last experience, they all secretly felt that the relationship between the two was extraordinary.

And after leaving, they made an appointment to meet again in Milan, which proved the thoughts of the two people.

Of course, they have no interest in interfering with His Majesty's private life, as long as he keeps a clear head and puts his mind on the family's business. To put it bluntly, how many of these princes and grandsons are not like this? When the Bourbon royal family was in exile, they didn't delay them in attracting bees and butterflies...

Now that this has been said, they will not say more, and they will go away one after another, leaving Aegron alone in the room to rest.

However, although it was already late at night, Aegron was not sleepy yet, and the occasional thunder outside made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

He simply walked to the bookshelf in the bedroom, used candlelight to find the books on it, and then picked out a history book about the Italian War and read it.

After an unknown amount of time, when he was fascinated, the bedroom door was suddenly knocked softly.

"Who?" Aegron put down the book and looked at the door alertly.

"Your Majesty, it's me." Andre Davout's voice came from outside the door. "Are you convenient now?"

Aegron was a little puzzled in his heart.

It stands to reason that it is so late at night that he should not bother himself again - unless something unexpected happens. But from his tone, it didn't seem like something unexpected happened.

Forget it, don't think too much, just call him in and you'll know.

So Aigron walked back to the door and opened the door, letting Andre Davout come in alone.

"Andre, you came here on purpose, do you have anything to say?" Aegron asked impatiently.

"Your Majesty, I..." Andre Davout's expression became a little weird, "Since I came here, I suddenly felt a little restless, always feeling that someone was secretly watching us, or searching for us, There is a sense of danger looming silently."

"Pfft hahaha..." Agron couldn't help laughing, "Andre, when did you become so sentimental? You said that one day no one wanted to kill me? If you were restless because of this, you would have You shouldn't be able to sleep every day."

"What you taught me." Andre smiled embarrassedly, "so I personally think it's absurd. Maybe we've been running away recently, so I've accumulated too much pressure in my heart, and I'm starting to suspect ghosts. "

Then, he changed the conversation, "But anyway, your safety is the most important thing to us, and I have been entrusted with the responsibility of protecting your safety, so even if I think too much, I will You have to be reminded and face it yourself.”

Then he laughed again, "It's funny, I've experienced this feeling last time."

"Huh? Where?" Agron asked back.

"When facing Miss Agnes." Andre replied slightly embarrassedly, "I challenged her recklessly, and when we were standing face to face, when we were about to fight, she looked at me, and my There was a terrifying chill in my heart... that kind of scalp-tingling fear, this feeling is very similar to today. Because of this, I can't run over to remind you that nothing happened."

"What? Do you mean Agnes is going to come from France to kill me?" Agron couldn't help laughing again, "That's right, I'm worried about the boredom of the journey, if she dares to come, I will Catch her and stay here to relieve my boredom!"

This slightly coloured joke made Andrei amused, "How is that possible! Miss Agnes has no reason to be against you, and she won't do it to you - I'm just worried about similar dangers. It just happened by your side. What's more, this time you are in a place that is hostile to you to seek revenge and treasure, which aggravates my worries. Don't forget, you either had an army by your side before, or you were in Stay in a place where there is no hostility or shelter for you, your personal safety is guaranteed, and now you only have a few people with you, and in Austrian territory, no one can ensure your safety."

Aegron also restrained his smile.

Maybe Andrei's idea is just groundless, purely because of the pressure that has accumulated recently, and he starts to think wildly; but his loyalty is worthy of praise.

So, he patted each other on the shoulder. "Okay, Andre, I get it, I'll pay attention. Also, if we really get something this time, I hope you'll be responsible for keeping and transporting them again, and never allow others to get their hands on it."

Before their expedition to Greece, Andre Davout had been entrusted by him with the responsibility of guarding his treasures, and this time Aigron did not intend to be an exception, "Although Leon performed very well, he finally came. I've only been by my side for half a year, and now I'm by my side, the only person I can fully trust is you."

"Don't worry." Andre Davout immediately nodded and agreed, "I will do everything I can to fulfill your wish!"

Then, he turned to go back to rest, and Aigron closed the door again.

After this conversation, his drowsiness had flooded into his head, and he began to feel sleepy.

However, his mood is not as relaxed as it seems on the surface. Although he looks like everything is going well now, he is also walking on thin ice objectively.

Andre Davout has a sense of being surrounded by danger, but what about himself? It's just that he's already used to this feeling.

If he hesitated because of fear, he would have found a place to marry and live in seclusion as suggested by his grandmother.

Now that he has embarked on this path, he should no longer have any fear, and no matter what happens next, he will dare to face it, because this is the path he has chosen.

He walked back to the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

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Time passed unknowingly, and the weather changed from rain to sunny, completing a day and night cycle, and the citizens of Milan were also enjoying the same leisurely life as usual, without feeling the arrival of a few uninvited guests.

Just like the vast majority of cities in this era, the most prosperous areas in the city are always inseparable from Huajie Liuxiang, where people gather to drink, gamble, have fun, and do those blasphemous acts of blasphemy day and night.

In the early hours of the morning, these wanton banquets gradually came to an end, and carriages galloped away from these flowery streets and willow alleys, preparing to return to their own homes to rest.

An unremarkable carriage was also mixed in among these carriages.

There were no signs on the carriage, and the horses looked quite ordinary, because it was late, so the driver was not in a good mood, just kept driving the horses forward at a rhythm.

In the small carriage, a passenger was sitting at this time - he was about forty years old, but perhaps because of long-term indulging in alcohol, he looked older than he actually was, and his head was close to Bald, with a little blood in his eyes.

At this time, because of his drunkenness, he squinted his eyes half-consciously, humming the little tune he had just sung during the pleasure-seeking, and there was a strong smell of alcohol all over his body.

Although it is not amazing, the gemstone ring on his hand is enough to prove that he is rich-this is also the reason why he can enjoy this kind of life.

For more than ten years, he has become accustomed to this life of feasting and enjoying during the day and sleeping with flowers and willows at night. This life has also consumed his will and body. In the drowsiness, I am afraid he has already forgotten where he came from. , What did you do before.

For him, this kind of life is exactly what he wants. Those dark memories of the past, he just wants to pack them all up and bury them in the deepest part of his memory, so that he can spend his life like this.

Milan is a city surrounded by rivers and canals. These canals were built in the tenth century or even earlier. With the passage of time, the system of canals has become more and more complex. People have designed special waterways for it and used locks. to adjust the water level. In this era when there were no trains and cars, the canal was an important lifeline for the survival of this ancient city. The daily necessities of the Milanese, such as food, clothing, housing, and other daily necessities, were imported through waterways. Even the marbles used to build the Milan Cathedral were also transported from the canal. come.

And suppose there are bridges over these canals, and the carriage is passing through one of the bridges at this time.

In the dark night, the water flow under the bridge showed no reflection of people or horses, or even signs of flow. It was like a thick mucus like a nightmare.

There was silence all around, and the lights in the houses not far away had been extinguished. Only the lights on the carriage were emitting a faint light, illuminating the road ahead and resisting the erosion of darkness.

Just as the middle-aged man was still reminiscing about the lingering just now, the carriage suddenly had a nasty tremor, causing him to wake up slightly.

He subconsciously yelled, but he didn't take it seriously. After all, it was quite normal for the carriage to hit a stone or brick at night.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong, because the carriage was slowing down slightly.

"What's wrong? You idiot! Why did you stop?!" The middle-aged man opened his eyes, and then yelled at the driver.

"Master, there seems to be something blocking the front." The driver's aggrieved answer came from the front.

The middle-aged man suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and then he stuck his head out of the window and tried to see what was in front of him with the help of the faint light.

He saw vaguely that there was a large black shadow lying in front of the carriage's route, as if waiting for them to collide - and, because the visibility was too low, the distance between the two sides was very close at this time.

Are there any robbers trying to rob the road? An idea flashed in the middle-aged man's mind.

Then he flashed an even more startling thought.

"Steering! Steering!" he yelled anxiously to the driver, "Damn, let's go back!"

Although he was desperately urging, it was not easy to turn the carriage on the bridge now. Although the driver tried his best to control the carriage, he could only deviate slightly from the route and still approached the black shadow.

At this time, the two of them could already see clearly, a carriage was standing in front of them, and beside the carriage, several people were standing in the darkness.

The middle-aged man couldn't see the appearance of these people, but the situation was enough to scare him away.

With a heart, he picked up the pistol hidden in the carriage, and then opened the door and jumped down while the carriage was slowing down.

These years of prosperous life have made him out of shape and his movements are no longer as agile as in the past, but at this moment, the danger has inspired him to a state that has not been seen in many years, and he has regained a little bit of the appearance of the year.

He jumped down and landed on the wet mud by the canal, which made his hands and feet feel a chill.

He didn't care about being dirty, and even rolled and crawled on the ground to run along the river.

As he ran, he fired a shot in the back - no doubt, it was impossible to hit anyone with this shot, but his purpose was not to hit the enemy, but to wake up the sleeping city.

In a flash of lightning, he performed all these actions, but his efforts soon failed again - at the same time as the gunshot, a dark shadow who had been waiting here for a long time sprang from under the bridge, and then took the A stick hit him in the neck.

Such a heavy blow made him suddenly dizzy, he barely maintained his balance, and then wanted to run forward, but at this time the people behind him had already caught up, then grabbed his arm and removed it. He took out his pistol and punched him a few times in the abdomen, causing him to spit out almost all the food and drink accumulated in his abdomen tonight, and he fainted.

Then, each grabbed a hand and forcibly dragged him back to the carriage that was in the way. Soon, his traces in this world completely disappeared in the gloomy night.

The ancient canal under the bridge is still flowing quietly. It has witnessed too many tragicomedies in the world, and the scene just now is not worth remembering.

I don't know how long it took, the middle-aged man found that he finally saw the light again - in a daze, he found that he seemed to be taken into a room and thrown onto the carpet.

With the help of candlelight, he found a few people standing in front of him, headed by a young man in casual clothes.

Although this young man looked gentle and handsome, not a vicious man, but after seeing him, the middle-aged man's eyes widened instantly, and there was only despair in his sight.

"Sir, you can let us find it." With the movement of his lips, a shadow floated on the young man's face, he walked forward, and then stood in front of him calmly, looking down at him condescendingly. "However, the results were always satisfactory, and we met."