Eagle’s Glory

"The Glory of the Young Eagle ()" Find the latest chapter!

In the dark moonlight, Aigron, Edgar de Treville and his party walked to the living room in the farmhouse together.

According to their original plan, they were supposed to meet again tomorrow, but Agnes's unexpected move disrupted their plan. In this case, Agron decided to make the mistake, and it would make no difference to meet sooner or later anyway.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?!"

At this time, Chanel, who was resting under the barn, also came out, and walked in front of Aigron anxiously.

"It's okay, Chanel, it was just an accident. Now the accident has been resolved, you don't have to worry." Aigron comforted her with a smile.

Then he looked at Edgar again, "Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Edgar de Treville, who just came to see me from France—"

Then he introduced Chanel to Edgar, "This is Miss Noel, she is my manager, she takes care of my daily life, and she is also my absolute confidant."

"Good evening, Miss Noel." Edgar stood up quickly and bowed to Chanel, "I'm glad to have the opportunity to meet you - you have done a very great job, and I am grateful for your Majesty's honor. I am so grateful for your thoughtful care.”

Although Edgar's words were just flattering compliments, Chanel was delighted to hear it.

She had fled France since she was a child, and of course she didn't know much about France's aristocratic lineage. However, from the surname of the young man opposite, De Treville, as well as his appearance and behavior, it could be seen that he was definitely an aristocratic young man.

In the past, such a person would not have cared about her at all, but now he is flattering and flattering her...

This is the honor bestowed upon me by Your Majesty! Chanel thought.

In order not to embarrass His Majesty, she tried her best to control her little pride and excitement, and saluted the young man solemnly.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Monsieur de Treville. I am very touched by your loyalty, and your Majesty's cause requires your help."

After exchanging greetings, Chanel left the living room with confidence and went back to rest, while Aigron and Edgar sat around the farmhouse owner's dining table, while others were either resting or relaxing outside, and the entire farm returned to its previous silence.

The owner of the farm, Lieutenant Favre, brought his privately brewed fruit wine and two glasses. Aigron poured himself a large glass, then took a big sip and let out a long sigh of relief.

The embarrassment he felt when he was being chased by the girl just now has disappeared, and he has returned to his usual calmness - of course, the dirt on his body will not disappear so easily.

"I finally see you... Your Majesty!" Edgar, who was finally no longer disturbed by anyone else, saluted Aigron respectfully to clarify the status between the two people. "Long live the Empire!"

"Please sit down, Edgar." Aigron smiled kindly at the other party. "It's nice to see you too."

He knew that now was not the time to put on airs. The Treville family was now his most important supporter in France, and he needed to win over them.

"Your Majesty, I am very sorry that you have brought danger because of my negligence... Please forgive my mistake." Edgar apologized again.

"It doesn't matter." Aigron shook his head, saying that he didn't care. "You can't control the little girl's impulsive temper. She's walking with you all the way, so it's normal for her to be suspicious. By the way, she shouldn't tell the truth. ? I heard that their sisters are from exiled aristocratic families."

"Don't worry about this. Neither Alice nor Agnes are interested in political matters. The reason why she took action just now was just because she was worried that you were endangering our safety." Edgar smiled and shook his head, " Based on what I know about Alice, even if she guesses something, she won't go into it..."

Aigron also believes this explanation, he and Alice are newlyweds,

It seems that the relationship is quite good. After Alice returns to the country, will it be of any benefit to her to report on her husband and send him to prison?

When he thought of this, he relaxed.

With the help of dim candlelight, Aigron carefully looked at Edgar.

This is a young man with blond hair and blue eyes, probably in his early 20s, with a gentle and handsome face, a sharp chin, fair skin and slender fingers, giving him the air of an artist.

At this time, there was still a carefree smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about anything.

He is indeed a young man who is easy to like - if he has any shortcomings, it is that his temperament seems a bit too frivolous, resembling the image of a lothario in various dramas.

"I am very grateful for your family's support for me." Aigron kept his first impression deep in his heart, and then looked at the other party with a sincere expression, "Please rest assured, Edgar, as long as you remain loyal to me, And if you cooperate with my instructions, you will definitely have a place in the empire in the future."

Edgar didn't look very excited, he just nodded.

"Your Majesty, my father and I are willing to dedicate everything we have to the empire in order to repay your kindness."

Eggron could see that although Edgar had been dealing with him normally, he was always a little absent-minded.

It looks like a student who wants to be lazy but has to work up his energy to complete his homework.

What is this guy thinking? Doesn't he know what he is doing?

"Is there anything your father wants you to tell me?" Eggron asked, holding back his impatience.

"My father did ask me to tell you something." Edgar quickly cheered up. "To be precise, he asked me to recite a list of sages from all walks of life who he knew and supported you. He thought This will help you.”

"Great, copy the list and give it to me as soon as possible!" Eggron was overjoyed.

"It's very late today. I'm afraid I won't remember clearly. I'll write it out and give it to you when I wake up tomorrow." Edgar replied with a smile.

"No problem." Aigron was in a good mood, so he readily agreed.

It seems that General Treville was really cautious, split the task into two, and let the servant and his son perform it separately.

Very good, this is indeed a man who does great things. He couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards the Treville family, and he suddenly became more pleased with Edgar.

After the most critical issue was resolved, the two began to chat.

And this seemed to be the area that Edgar was good at. He immediately cheered up and talked vividly to Agron about the customs of Paris and the interesting things in the recent social scene.

He spoke of the splendor of the Tuileries and the Louvre, and of the elegance of the mansions in the Faubourg Saint-Germain, and concluded by referring to the Arc de Triomphe, which Napoleon had ordered built.

"The Arc de Triomphe is waiting for your return, Your Majesty." Edgar solemnly said to Aiglon.

"I will go back, but not now." Aigron sighed calmly, "I was only four years old when I left France, and I have almost forgotten everything there... But it doesn't matter, I will have a lifetime. To reacquaint myself with everything I once had, no less.”

"Only when you come to Paris will this capital be worthy of its name and become the center of Europe, and France will become great again because of you." Edgar enthusiastically complimented the young man, and then he winked at the young man, " And then, I can take you to find the best treasures – I guarantee you, no one knows how to make your stay in Paris better than me.”

"The best treasure?" Aigron was a little confused, "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, it seems that you are still too young now." Edgar replied with a proud look on his face. "The best treasures in Paris are of course the ladies and ladies. They are either charming or charming, and they are more charming than others. They are completely different from the German women in Vienna where you stayed before! Your running away from Austria was the most correct decision in the world."

Aiglon frowned and said nothing.

What does this guy think he is running away for?

"Paris is a big beehive. Everyone is busy seeking pleasure for themselves and noisy. Only the smartest and loveliest people can draw the sweetest nectar in this hive -" Edgar's A proud smile appeared on his face, almost frivolous, "Your Majesty, I am not boasting, I am definitely the best guide you can find."

"You mean, you have a lot of romances?" Eggron asked.

"That's natural! Your Majesty, I am one of the most popular young people in Paris." Edgar nodded emphatically, "To tell you the truth, before I left Paris, I reluctantly said goodbye to a certain princess. It was not easy for me to say goodbye. Let her accept that she won’t be able to see me for a while.”

Perhaps because he was worried that Aigron wouldn't believe it, he specifically added, "You know, I'm good at painting, so every time I interact with Miss or Mrs. So-and-so, I will draw their most beautiful figures and give them a copy." , a collection for myself, so I have accumulated a picture album. Every picture in this picture album has been poured into my efforts and my conception. They are well-deserved art treasures. I dare say they are the most valuable in Paris. It’s one of the treasures! Alas, it’s a pity that such a treasure cannot be made public in the world, let alone be viewed at will. However, if you want to see it, I can share it with you, and then you will experience the breathtaking beauty of Paris. It's beautiful!"

When he said this, Edgar's face was filled with smile and passion, and he was completely different from the listless and routine look just now.

It turns out that all his energy was put into these places...Aigron understood.

"Before you left Paris, were you saying goodbye to your mistress?" he asked.

"Yes, she is a very lovely and gentle princess. If you return to France in the future, I can introduce her to you, and maybe you can kiss her..." A happy look appeared on Edgar's face. Smiling, he seemed very proud of his idea. "I think she would also be happy to meet you."

Aiglon sighed secretly.

He is not a prude. He lives in the world of aristocrats. Of course he knows how everyone lives. He is already accustomed to this kind of thing. He has no intention of making any moral condemnation of Edgar - and Edgar certainly wouldn't care about any moral condemnation.

Even he himself, didn't he seduce Sophie and fulfill his wish before fleeing? Who are you to criticize others?

However, no matter how you say it, now is not the time to talk about such topics.

When talking about such an important topic, Edgar was too lacking in self-awareness and lacked the proper sense of tension. He did not really devote himself to his career.

To put it simply, he is not made for big things - no wonder even General Treville, who dotes on him so much, dare not entrust his son with important responsibilities.

And wasn’t he just newly married? In other words, before he took his wife on their wedding trip, he was still interacting with his mistress.

After thinking about it, this was also his private life, and Aigron decided not to pursue the issue anymore.

Although it was only their first meeting, he could already see who Edgar was from this brief conversation - he was a playboy, an optimistic artist, and he lacked interest in the so-called empire. It was just a routine because of his father's strict requirements. All his interests and hobbies were focused on a dissolute life, and he didn't even care about personal ambitions.

If you don't place high expectations on him, he is a very pleasant person to get along with.

well……

The Marquis of Treville lost his wife in his early years, and as a result, he neglected to discipline his son and spoiled his son into what he is today. He must be regretting it now, right...?

Aigron smiled bitterly in his heart.

But since he had promised the general that he would protect his descendants' wealth, he would naturally keep his promise.

Edgar can't be an excellent politician or soldier, but it's no problem to be a courtier or royal painter—it can even be said to be very suitable.

It's time to end the conversation.

Aigron took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, it was already early morning.

"Edgar, it's getting late. We should go and rest. See you tomorrow - remember to write out the list and give it to me then." Aigron extended his hand to the other party.

"Okay!" Edgar nodded emphatically, then stood up gracefully, and held the young man's hand. "Your Majesty, may God bless you!"

After letting go of his hand, Edgar prepared to leave.

Aigron suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, that Miss Agnes, why is there such a good skill?" He asked the doubts in his heart. "Who taught her?"

Although the matter was rushed just now, from his professional point of view, Agnes is absolutely excellent in swordsmanship.

"She has been fond of swordsmanship since she was a child and practices diligently every day. It is said that her talent is astonishing. None of the young masters who boast of their proficiency in swordsmanship can compare with her. Many people were beaten until they were howling like ghosts and wolves, so Your Majesty, you There's no need to be ashamed of what happened today, you've done very well." Edgar replied, "As for who her teacher is, I don't know...she rarely mentioned it, and it's not easy for me to go. ask."

After he finished speaking, he shrugged regretfully, "Let me tell you, what is a beautiful girl like Agnes doing by learning swordsmanship? It will diminish her own charm in vain... She might as well learn painting from me. Woolen cloth."

"You don't have evil thoughts about her, do you?" Seeing his expression, Aigron asked in surprise.

"No, of course not. Agnes is beautiful, but she has too strong a personality, which is not my type. I still like sweet, gentle and charming ladies. Besides, she and Alice get along day and night, if I take action Then Alice will definitely not spare me...even my father will beat me to death." Edgar shook his head hastily, and then laughed. "However, Your Majesty, if you want to get to know her, I can make it easier for you..."

Aiglon frowned again.

"If there is a chance in the future, I would like to compete with her—a fair fight."

"Are you still angry about what happened today?" Edgar asked with a smile.

"No, there's nothing to be angry about." Aegron shook his head, "I just want to defeat everyone who dares to show their swords against me."