Eagle’s Glory

"I can give you the details right away, or later."

Edmund Dantès did not expect that Beauvain would be so cooperative, but after thinking about it carefully, his colleagues have been enemies since ancient times, and it is normal for Beauwang to hate Tanglar.

Seeing that he was so disdainful of Danglars, he was relieved.

Although his current focus is not revenge, but deep down in his heart, he never forgot his hatred for a second. He would not deliberately spend energy to find the flaws in his enemies, but if he had the opportunity, he would listen without effort. He didn't mind knowing the truth of the enemies in private.

Knowing your enemies can sting them more effectively, and he knows that.

"Thank you for your care, Mr. Beauvain, I will never forget the kindness you showed today." Edmund Dantes took the initiative to greet the other party, "I have no hostility to Mr. Danglars himself. , but because of the previous business dealings with this bank, I couldn't help but be a little wary of him, you said before that he made a successful transaction - which is true, but the terms of the transaction he gave are a bit too harsh , I have always been dissatisfied with this.”

He cleverly concealed his resentment under the premise of "dissatisfaction with the transaction", and although Beauvain was sophisticated, he did easily believe this reason - after all, in Beauvin's view, the count was the Bonaparte family. 's favorite, and it is impossible to have any intersection with Danglars, and if there is any dissatisfaction, it can only come from this.

He was also delighted to see that Danglars had unknowingly become the enemy of the Bonaparte family - it would be even better if he could be given a severe sanction blow!

When he thought that the nasty devil of Danglars might suffer a big loss, his smile inevitably became more honest and gentle, and he looked like an old farmer with a good harvest.

And Edmund Dantès was also having other thoughts in his heart at this time—

If you can get Donglar's financial information from Beauwang, why can't you get someone else's from him? For example... Fernand, the self-proclaimed Earl of Morcerf.

At the thought of this name, Edmund Dantes couldn't help but flash a sense of psychological disgust, and managed to hide it.

Intellectually, he shouldn't be asking a banker about his clients right now, but as a person, as a devastated victim, he couldn't wait to find out a little bit after seeing the light.

"Count, what's the matter with you?" Bowang asked curiously when he noticed that Edmund was a little out of his mind.

"Mr. Beauvain, do you know the Earl of Morcerf?" Edmund picked up his mood and asked in a nonchalant tone.

To his surprise, Bo Wang, who had always been very calm, suddenly became very strange, as if he had heard something extraordinary.

"You know the earl?" he asked aloud.

"No, I don't know." Edmund had already figured out what to say in a very short time, so he shook his head coldly, "But I have heard a story about this earl."

"What story?" Bowang asked curiously.

"Then do you know the earl?" Edmund didn't answer his question immediately, but asked Beauvain instead.

Bo Wang knew that if he wanted to satisfy his curiosity, he would have to be frank first, so he didn't dodge and answered the other party directly. "To tell you the truth, the Earl of Morcerf is a friend of our family. He often comes to our house as a guest. He is also an important customer of our bank."

"Your house is full of friends." Edmund commented coldly.

Bo Wang could hear the faint sarcasm, but he naturally didn't care about it, "To tell you the truth, if we want to expand our business, we must have a network of relationships, and the closer our relationship network is, the closer we are. , our social status is higher, and social status is our credit, no one will give us their money to use without credit. To tell you the truth, I have always been deliberately making friends with high-ranking people, and Moore The Earl of Cef also happens to have this need, so we have always had a good relationship."

Edmund understands what the other party means - Bowang is a new noble in the financial world and needs to be recognized by the upper class, and Fernand, the "earl", was only obtained by brute force and climbing the pedigree, not by a real famous family. I like it, so these two ambitious people became friends in order to climb to a higher social status, which means "holding together for warmth".

In this kind of friendship, there is an exchange of interests, but there can be no real friendship - Edmund also does not believe that Bowang will talk about feelings with others.

Exactly! Just right! Beauvain is close to Fernand, and he and Fernand still have close financial transactions. Isn't this an excellent condition? If you win over Bowang, you can secretly spy on Fernan's most vital parts, and even if you want to, you can easily make him go bankrupt.

Because of the joy and excitement, Edmund Dantes' eyebrows trembled slightly - he wanted to see this scene so much!

"Count?" Seeing his appearance, Bo Wang couldn't help but ask again, worried that something was wrong with him, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine..." Edmund Dantes shook his head, "I'm just a little excited... I beg your pardon."

"Is a person you don't know worth your excitement?" Bowang asked rhetorically.

"Listen to the story I'm about to tell—it's very brief." Edmund Dantès looked at Beauvain, and continued slowly, "The Count of Morcerf served in the Near East before, you know. ?"

"Well, I know! When he was a guest at our house, he used to talk about his military career, but please understand that I don't care much about it, so I just remembered it whole-" Bo Wang smiled answer. "He seems to say that he worked as an instructor with a certain governor, won the governor's trust, and fought for him, but unfortunately the governor's career ultimately failed..."

"He's only half right, I'll tell you the specific story—" interrupted Edmund Dantes coldly, "he did become the instructor of Ali Pasha of Ioannina, but Instead of being loyal to this Pasha, he betrayed his benefactor! He took the Turkish army into the Pasha's fortress, causing Pasha to lose his life, and he sold Pasha's granddaughter to the sultan As a slave, he received a large bounty for these exploits, and presumably part of the money he saved with you came from this past."

Bo Wang listened to this story quietly, thinking constantly in his heart.

There is no doubt that this is a very bad and shameless story, but he does not feel righteous indignation. Instead, he thinks that this boy Morcerf is really resolute and has an admirable demeanor.

However, if this matter is made public, it will inevitably have an extremely bad impact on the earl's reputation.

And judging from the earl's reaction, he should hate the earl of Morcerf very much.

As a result, Bo Wang also made a look of indignation.

"Is it true, Monsieur Count?" he asked angrily.

"I vouch for the truth on my honour," Edmund Dantes replied.

"I really didn't expect it! That guy looks like a heroic soldier, but he turns out to be a shameless traitor, a person who betrayed his benefactor..." Bowang cursed while watching the count's reaction, "But Mr. Count, why do you know all this?"

"You must have heard of the newly established Principality of Ioannina?" Edmund asked.

"Of course I've heard of it. It was Duke Leichstedt's great achievement." Beauvain replied immediately, "It is said that he made a little girl queen."

"That little girl is the girl in the story I just told, that poor Pasha's granddaughter, thanks to the earl of Morcerf, she was forced to enjoy the slave life for several years, and it was not easy. She has only escaped the sea of ​​misery, and she will always remember the favor bestowed upon her by the Earl of Morcerf..." Edmund continued to sneer.

I see!

Bo Wang understands all this.

If the story told by the earl is true, then the earl of Morcerf is the enemy of Queen Ioannina. In other words, he must also be the enemy of the Bonaparte family - this guy must have never imagined that the little girl who was sold as a slave would have the day to turn over? Fate is so mysterious.

And the earl is so familiar with this story, which further proves that he must be the favorite of the king of Rome.

But now, Bo Wang needs to weigh himself which side to choose.

With the Count of Morcerf on one side and the Bonaparte family on the other - it's not a multiple-choice question at all.

There is still a choice between the royal family and Bonaparte, what is Morcerf?

"I see... The Earl of Morcerf is indeed extremely shameless." Bowang sneered, "Then, Mr. Earl, what are you going to do with him? Avenge Her Majesty the Queen?"

"No, I don't want to do anything right now." Edmund Dantes shook his head, "I just want to know some information about him from you, the more the better."

Is it to be left to Her Majesty the Queen to deal with it? Bo Wang made his own understanding.

But this has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care. In his eyes, the Earl of Morcerf has no value and is not worth investing any more resources.

"It stands to reason that we should not disclose the client's information, but... In my opinion, justice is more important." After pretending to weigh for a moment, Beauvain agreed to the count's invitation, "Sir, I can send Morcerf The information of the count's dealings with us, as well as the details of his account, will be given to you."

Edmund Dantès' eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light. He smelled the smell of the enemy's blood. He was about to bite off the opponent's throat. Pour out your hatred.

Before that, we still need patience, patience for the time being...

"Thank you for your help, sir, I hope you will continue to communicate with the Earl of Morsef normally in the future. Please forget all the stories I told you just now." He told the other party.

"I understand." Bowang nodded in agreement, "My wife and the Countess of Morcerf have a good relationship, and I can get some information through her."

"How is the Countess of Morcerf now?" Edmund asked coldly.

Bo Wang was stunned, he did not expect the count to ask this question.

"I haven't had a deep talk with her, so I don't know how she is, but it seems that she has always been a little unhappy. After having a son recently, she looks better." Bo Wang answered the other party truthfully, "However, The unhappy look didn't make her old, but it made her a little more dignified, she's really a beauty..."

At this time, Bo Wang suddenly noticed that the excitement in the count's eyes disappeared, and his eyes became terrifyingly gloomy.

"Their son?" Edmund whispered.

"Well, although they have been married for several years, they have only recently had a son. His name seems to be Albert..." Although Bowang was a little puzzled, he still answered.

Edmund clenched his fist so tightly that his fingernails stabbed into his palms, making him ache, but even that was no match for the pain in his heart.

The beloved fiancée is married to another woman because of the cruel joke of fate, and has a child... This kind of thing is a painful blow to anyone.

Because of this, he hates those enemies even more—they took everything from him, let his old father starve and die alone, let his fiancée fall into the trap of conspirators in a daze, marry him and have children!

What kind of revenge is needed to wash away this shame and hatred? !

He hadn't imagined how to get revenge on them, but he swore it must be cruel.

Not only is he dying, but he is also ruined and has nothing, so that he can feel a little more comfortable.

But Mercedes, what should she do? What about her son? Are they also enemies? Should they be treated this way too?

Edmund asked himself blankly, but couldn't come up with an answer.

He recalled the past, when His Majesty asked him how he should treat Mercedes and her child, and he replied at the time that if there was a day of revenge, he would choose to treat them kindly, because that child was also a child of Mel. Sethes' blood.

—And, if the child is also killed, what will Mercedes do? She must be heartbroken.

He asked himself now, and found that he really couldn't do such a thing to Mercedes.

It was only then that he realized that Bo Wang had been looking at himself curiously.

"Sorry, I lost my mind." He couldn't help apologizing, and then reluctantly found a reason for himself, "I think the Earl of Morsève is a heinous bastard, but his wife and children are not guilty, so there is no need to find a way. How to deal with them."

"I think so too." Bo Wang made a deep impression. "Well, that's all we've settled on. Give me a moment, and I'll write you the details of the Earl of Morcerf - do you know where you live?"

Edmund Dantes picked up a pen and paper, wrote down the address of the mansion he bought now, and gave it to the other party.

He was agitated at the moment, but he still maintained his composure, and then said goodbye to Bowang and left.

After walking down from the bank building, he was in the midst of the busy traffic in Paris. There were rushing pedestrians and carriages everywhere. The busy atmosphere and the materialistic desires that flowed everywhere finally washed away the anger and loneliness in his heart, allowing him to regain his strength. Refreshed.

He raised his head and looked at the sky above his head and the invisible supreme ruler behind the clouds. "Lord, maybe hatred will make me unrecognizable, but may I still remember who I used to be!"