Eagle’s Glory

"The time to go back and forth is enough for me to make you sleep here forever, King of Rome."

Facing Aegron's muzzle, the mysterious woman was fearless, her gray-brown pupils exuded a strong confidence, and she seemed to have no doubts about her success.

And the pressure from her body made Aegron feel that her confidence was well-founded.

Cold sweat broke out on his back.

Before, when facing thousands of enemies, he never had any fear or hesitation; however, facing such a woman in this **** sunset, he felt as if he had heard the footsteps of death.

Am I really going to die here? A panic flashed in his heart.

After a while, the pride hidden in his veins made him regain his courage and self-confidence.

How could I die in such a place, and I still have a grand career that has not been completed!

Just a woman trying to kill me? It's ridiculous, come on, let you see the power of the king of Rome!

He narrowed his eyes, stared at the woman opposite, then swayed up and down defiantly, then replied with a sneer, "Want to kill me? Well, then you at least get closer, otherwise how can you do it? "

The young man's composure made the woman stunned for a moment, and after a while, she laughed in relief.

"You are indeed much more promising than your peers... and yes, someone who can do so many great things at a young age must be extraordinary."

Then, she seemed to sigh with a bit of sigh, "Looking back on it, just twenty-three years ago, as a spectator, I witnessed the grand scene of your father's coronation as the king of Italy in this church. Although I am not a die-hard supporter of the Empire, the splendid sight still infects me... And today, twenty-three years later, the blood of the Emperor is about to be severed in my hands, and it is in this church , what a coincidence! Everything is so complete and sad, as if it was arranged by fate..."

Although she looked like she was about to kill at any moment, she still spoke slowly and slowly. These words matched her lamented tone and tears, as if she was about to cry for it.

"If you think it's a pity, why do you have to do it?" Aegron felt agitated for a while, and then sneered.

"It's unimaginable to be entrusted by others." The woman shook her head, "I owe someone a huge favor, and that person wants your life, so I can only do it - if you want to blame it, you are too much to blame. No luck."

Aegron wanted to ask her who her employer was, but he also understood that this kind of question was meaningless, and the other party would definitely not answer him, so he didn't waste his efforts.

His attention has been fully focused on the other party, and the muscles of the whole body have been tensed up, ready to go.

At this moment, the last arc of the sun also disappeared into the horizon, and the sunset in the sky also turned a dim brown-blue, and the dark clouds gradually gathered from everywhere, shrouded in the sky above the Milan Cathedral. dome.

"It's almost time." The woman sighed and walked towards Aegron.

Just as he watched, the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and she was calm, as if she was not afraid of him shooting.

With every step of her step, Aegron's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, and the feeling of anxiety became stronger.

"What's your name?!" In order to disturb the other party's thoughts, he deliberately asked another question aloud.

Fortunately for him, the woman really paused for a moment.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't do such extravagant things." The woman sighed, then smiled slightly, "But who made you his son? Out of respect for him, Let me make an exception for the moment... King of Rome, you have the right to know who took you before you die."

Then, she slightly bent her knees and raised her skirt, and saluted the young man with a very standard and smooth gesture.

"My full name is very long, but to put it simply, my name is Bianca di Florini, and I am here to take your life..."

When she said this, she was stunned again, because she clearly found that the young man opposite was not paying attention to her answer at all, but was running back while she was talking.

Bianca lowered her eyelids slightly, obviously a little angry-although she didn't think her name was so great, it really made her feel a little humiliated to be treated like this when she was asked to pass her name on.

"What's the point of struggling like this?" She commented coldly, then quickened her pace and rushed towards the young man.

At this time, Aegron turned and ran quickly, hurried into the shadow between the steeple and the stone bridge.

He knew that simply escaping was useless and would definitely be caught up, but hiding in the shadows at this time gave him a little space to turn around.

He held his breath, then gripped the pistol tightly, waiting to deliver the fatal blow.

Perhaps feeling the danger, Bianka slowed down when he came to the spire, and then listened and searched in the shadows.

She didn't hear any sound again, so she also judged that the young man did not continue to escape but hid, so she was not in a hurry.

He is a very clever kid, but unfortunately that's all, just pay attention to the pistol in his hand, don't get hit by one shot, and then you can kill him at will.

Because the sun had already set, and the dark clouds had blocked the starlight, the visibility on the roof was now very low, and the young man could only be found with the help of rather dim light.

Holding the sword, she walked slowly forward.

Unconsciously, she came under the main tower on the roof.

This is a 107-meter-high minaret with a statue of the Virgin Mary on the top of the main tower.

In order to express their piety, the Milanese in their most glorious period, did not hesitate to decorate this statue, it is made of copper, and the surface is covered with thousands of gold leaves. During the day, the statue of the Virgin will Glittering in the sun, it symbolizes the Virgin pouring out her love into the city.

And at the beginning of the night, the statue was still glowing with gold.

It's a pity that Bianka is not interested in paying attention to gold, and all her attention is on finding that little guy.

She knew that this young man must be hiding under this minaret, and he could not run far.

Although she still has some contempt for his ability, but after all, she has a task at hand, and she is full of energy, and walks around the minaret with extremely slight steps.

With the distance between the two now, as long as he dared to come out, or move quietly, she would be discovered by her, and then he would end his life.

The minaret is also covered with marble brackets, like a fence, and it is like a dense tombstone, burying those emperors and generals who have stopped here over the past dynasties.

Bianca stepped forward, walking between the marble supports, and suddenly heard a soft sound next to her.

She looked over there subconsciously, but her heart suddenly tightened.

Then, out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed that there was a shadow flickering in another direction.

Sure enough, a stone was thrown to deceive me? Sly kid!

In the blink of an eye, she immediately figured out what was going on, and almost instinctively, she threw herself to the side.

"Bang!" Almost at the same moment, fire and smoke suddenly appeared in the shadow, and then a loud noise echoed between the marble supports.

The bullet quickly crossed the distance between the two people, and then hit the marble hard, and the fire burst out in an instant.

Missed me...well, the cunning trick still failed.

Instead of panicking, Bianca felt a burst of joy in her heart.

finally found you!

She held the sword and was about to rush in the direction of the shot just now. Now she was sure that the other party would definitely not be able to run away.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that her neck felt a little hot.

So she wiped her left hand on her neck, and found blood stained on her hand, and a strong fishy smell made her frown.

It turned out that he was still hit, but the bullet luckily grazed his neck without causing fatal injuries.

Heh, this kid still has some skills, he can actually aim at himself under such visibility...

But that's all.

At the moment when the bullet pops out of the chamber, his only hope is gone, and he will never have a second chance.

With this strong confidence, she rushed towards the place where he shot just now, and then saw the blurry shadow of the young man in her eyes.

You can't run! Her pupils shrank suddenly, and then rushed in front of him at a thunderous speed.

When Aigron shot just now, he knew that this was his best chance.

However, his careful planning failed in the end-the other party escaped the bullet attack, and that meant that the one who was now facing the test of life and death was himself.

He didn't try in vain to reload in a hurry, which would only make him even more powerless to resist the next attack.

He threw the pistol in his hand heavily towards Bianka's figure rushing towards him.

Bianca easily dodged the pistol, then a contemptuous smile appeared on her face, and then she rushed directly in front of the young man, and then waved a sword to his chest.

Although the tear mole on her face made her still look pitiful at the moment, her eyes were clearly only flashing with bloodthirsty cruel light, and there was no longer any mercy.

Aegron took a step back and avoided the sword. However, the opponent's skill was extremely good, and he swung the sword again. At this time, he was quite embarrassed without a weapon in his hand, so he could only hide to the side. .

Fortunately, the surrounding marble brackets limited Bianka's range, and also provided him with a lot of shelter, otherwise, I am afraid that he would have been killed by the sword now.

But even so, Aegron was still cramped, very embarrassed, his body was covered with dust, and there were cracks in several places on his clothes, and there were bloodstains oozing from it.

At this time, Aigron finally understood why the other party was so confident—she was indeed a very powerful swordsman.

His original wishful thinking was to deal with the other party here, delay time, and let Maria call the men outside the church to rescue him, but judging from the current situation, trying to drag them to rescue him is simply a fool's dream. Soon he will be beheaded here.

However, while avoiding, a familiar feeling faintly rose in his heart.

It seems that this kind of move and angle of the sword, where has he experienced it before.

At this time, he remembered that when he was in the manor before, Andre Davout had told him that there was an ominous premonition, as if an oppressive shadow was approaching him and these people, and even let him He remembered how it felt to play against Agnes.

At the time, he only thought it was a joke, and it was Andre's delusional delusion, but now, he even admired Andre's sixth sense.

In this situation, he also thought of it - there will be no other possibility, it must be like this.

"You're Agnes' master?" he hissed.

Hearing this name, a trace of doubt flashed in Bianka's eyes, and there was a little hesitation in his hands.

"You know her?"

Taking advantage of this slight pause, Aegron rolled to the side ugly, using the marble support to cover himself, and replied in a low voice, "Of course I know her! We are very good friends, and we have exchanged ideas... She is very Like me! We agreed to meet when we got to Paris."

The following words were naturally made up by Aegron. He is now in a state of emergency, and he wants to play the apprentice card, hoping to let Bianka let go of himself for the sake of his apprentice.

Too bad...it's not possible.

Bianca was stunned for a moment, then sneered again, "What a romantic seed, King of Rome, I didn't expect that even a girl like Agnes would be teased by you... But, it's not surprising, you are very good. , she'll take a high look."

After the short fight between the two, Bianka naturally saw that this young man is absolutely extraordinary, but unfortunately he has no weapons now, so he can't fight with himself.

Of course, if it is a fair discussion, she is willing to give the other party this opportunity, but unfortunately... now she is entrusted by others, not the time to play competition.

Her face became serious again, and the bloodthirsty cruelty brought her oppression back to her face.

"Well, for Agnes' sake, I'll let you die happily... After you die, I'll write her a letter to apologize to her. If she's sad and angry, come and talk to her. I have a fight, and if she can win me, it's okay for her to avenge you.

So... goodbye, King of Rome! "

Then, without any words, she picked up the sword again, and stabbed the king of Rome hard in the heart.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound of metal and stone meeting broke the temporary calm.

The long sword was directly shaken away.

Aigron held a marble cross in his hand and looked at each other calmly.