Eagle’s Glory

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

"Please continue to be loyal to me, it will all be worth it."

Under the bright night sky, Aigron stood on the bow of the ship and spoke to Alice in an extremely confident tone.

The lake under his feet had now become dark and deep, as if it could absorb all light, but even so, the light in his eyes was still shining brightly.

"Your Majesty, I hope the day when you conquer this country comes soon!" Alice lowered her head with respect and looked at the young man's feet.

While they were talking, the boat slowly swam in the lake, and finally docked on the trestle on the shore.

And this also declared the end of this trip to the lake.

Aigron is in a good mood, he has had his best.

"See you tomorrow, madam." He bowed humbly to Alice, then jumped onto the trestle, strode away from the lake, got on the carriage waiting for him, and then headed for the farm where he was hiding.

Alice walked slowly to her husband Edgar and helped him pack up the painting equipment around him.

"I see you had a great time chatting with him." Edgar said to his wife with a smile, "How was it? What do you think of him?"

"He is indeed the kind of person who can be admired." Alice replied solemnly, "Although he is very young, he gives me a sense of transparency beyond his age, as if he has a plan in mind for everything, which makes people feel Peace of mind…Plus, sometimes as graceful as a poet.”

"You actually gave such a high evaluation?" Edgar was a little surprised, and then nodded with a smile, "However, I have almost the same view. To be honest, I used to think that my father's dreams were just mirages, but stupid By his side, I now feel that my father has some foresight... maybe one day in the future he will really succeed, and our Treville family will be able to take advantage of this to prosper."

"Isn't it too early to think about such far-reaching things now?" Alice pursed her lips and chuckled. "But I think he will indeed reward our family heavily. After all, we are the first family to come to show our loyalty to him. He will do it even if it is just to use it as a sign."

At this point, she changed the topic again, "However, having said that, you should also work harder to make His Majesty value you more, so that you can consolidate the Treville family's position in his mind."

"Okay, okay, I know. Aren't I just working hard for him now?" Edgar shrugged impatiently, "It's been killing me these past few days."

Seeing her husband's reaction, Alice secretly sighed.

Although she didn't talk to His Majesty very often, the sensitive Alice could certainly detect that His Majesty looked down on Edgar in his heart.

Although the young man's tone was polite when he mentioned him, a slight contempt in his eyes would still be revealed inadvertently.

Alice knew how her husband usually did things, so she didn't feel angry. On the contrary, she was a little angry at Edgar.

After just doing such a small amount of work, I started to feel tired and aggrieved. How could I do such a big thing! She sighed inwardly.

But she didn't want to argue with her husband, so she had to hide these words in her heart.

"Edgar, think more about the future. After all, you are no longer alone. You have a family. Not only are you a husband, you will also become a father soon." She encouraged her husband in a low voice, "You and The future of your family requires your own efforts to create it, and I will always be with you!"

Edgar listened casually at first, but soon felt something was wrong.

"Are you pregnant?" He looked at his wife in disbelief.

Alice nodded lightly with joy. "probably."

"It's too early..." Edgar muttered quietly.

But soon he forced out a warm smile, and then hugged his wife in his arms, "Alice, this is great!"

Alice was all smiles,

She closed her eyes and enjoyed her husband's warm embrace, then followed Edgar and walked off the boat.

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The next morning, Aiglon went to the living room of the farmhouse to have breakfast as usual, and Mr. and Mrs. Treville were already sitting at the dining table.

Because we had been getting along so well in the past few days, the atmosphere at the table was very harmonious. After Aigron greeted them, he started chatting while eating and talking about interesting things from various places.

While they were chatting, Agnes walked in. She sat next to her sister Alice, and then looked straight at the young man opposite.

"Mr. Memmingen?" she asked aloud.

"What's the matter? Miss?" Aigron interrupted the chat and looked at her.

"Mr. Memmingen, I heard from my sister that you want to learn sword skills with me?" Agnes asked.

As she asked, her eyes began to become sharper and full of passionate emotions.

Aigron could feel the excitement of finding an opponent.

"Yes." He nodded very calmly, "I wonder if you can grant me such an honor?"

"Of course!" Agnes agreed without thinking.

Then she immediately changed the subject, "However, I still advise you to think again whether it is worth it. To be honest, there are some people in Paris who think they are very powerful. They are full of confidence and want to compete with me, but in the end, none of them can Exceptionally, they were defeated by me. Originally, the focus of this kind of competition was not on winning or losing, but on comparing each other's skills. In the end, they couldn't lose face, and secretly lost their temper, making it seem like I forced them to do it... Bah, If you feel ashamed because you lost to a woman, then just be careful not to provoke me from the beginning!"

Seeing the other party's angry look, Aigron couldn't help but laugh.

"Thank you for the reminder." Aigron promised her with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't care about winning or losing. If you can beat me, I will be very happy to admit that you are better than me. .”

"That's what it looks like! I hope you don't just talk the talk, but actually do what you say." Agnes nodded heavily.

"Agnes, please finish your breakfast first!" At this time, Alice, who had not interrupted until now, finally spoke, "Since you so hope to have a competition, I will grant your wish, but I also have conditions - Chapter 1 First, Edgar and I must be present, and you must stop when I call to stop; second, no matter you win or lose, you must not hurt the friendship, this is just a competition between friends. Can you do it?"

"Okay, it's all up to you, Alice." Agnes nodded.

"It's just what I want." Aigron agreed immediately.

Then, under Agron's gaze, Agnes ate the bread and bacon with butter.

Although this eating posture is not particularly elegant, she seems to be very involved, as if she has entered a combat state in advance.

It seemed like Agnes was conserving her energy for the upcoming competition.

"You seem a little afraid of me?" Aigron asked abruptly.

He deliberately undermines Agnes's self-confidence, which is a kind of psychological warfare.

For him, the real competition has begun.

"Well...how is it possible...well..." Because she had bread in her mouth, Agnes couldn't speak clearly. "I...well...there are so many losers under my sword, and you are the only one missing." …Gu…”

She stubbornly maintained her self-confidence, then picked up the cup, drank a large glass of milk in one gulp, and then breathed out a sigh of relief.

Then, she wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then focused her eyes on the young man in front of her again.

"Okay!" She raised her eyebrows proudly, "Come on, sir, let's fight head-on!"

Although she was confident on the surface, she felt like she was facing a formidable enemy in her heart. Although there was no actual duel when they met that night, she could already see from the chase under the moon that the young man was indeed very skilled. , strength, explosive power and sense of balance are far beyond those of ordinary peers.

Although they are both young, they have both been immersed in swordsmanship for many years. Agron noticed Agnes's power immediately, but how could Agnes not see his extraordinary ability?

But even so, Agnes remained fearless, her eyes full of confidence and excitement.

Her successful experience from childhood to adulthood has cultivated her self-confidence, and the inherent strength and pride in her personality make her not afraid of any opponent.

And the same goes for Aigron.

Both of them looked at each other with confidence, but both of them did not take action immediately - because they had just finished breakfast, their stomachs still needed a little time to digest to adapt to the upcoming battle.

As they looked at each other, the temperature in the room seemed to be slowly lowering. The tension in the atmosphere made the Treville couple speechless for a moment and could only look at each other.

In this dead silence, time passed by minute by minute.

I don't know how long it took, the two people stood up almost at the same time, and then walked out of the door together.

Alice and Edgar quickly followed, and together they came to the open space beside the woods in the farm.

Stepping on the soft grass and looking at the beautiful scenery around him, Aigron felt relaxed and happy.

Then, under his sight, the owner of the farm, Lieutenant Favre, walked over and handed Aiglon a sword.

And just as he took over the sword, Agnes also pulled out her usual sword from the parasol.

The two people were facing each other with a distance of three to four meters.

"How can I use a real sword?!" Alice was a little panicked, "How about changing to a wooden sword?"

"It's okay, we will be careful!" Aigron replied.

He believed that with his and Agnes's sword skills, they would not hurt each other even with real swords if they tried hard to control it.

"Alice, don't be afraid, I won't hurt him!" Agnes also answered confidently.

Taking advantage of the time before the duel began, Aigron carefully looked at the opponent standing in front of him.

Today Agnes is dressed as usual, wearing a skirt with lace texture and a bow inlaid with amber on her head. Her slender golden brown hair is blowing in the breeze, and she has a girlish look in her heroic appearance. charming.

- But that's not important.

His attention was focused on the sword in her hand.

The sword hidden inside the umbrella handle must have been specially made. The blade is very slender and thin, with thin edges on both sides and a slightly raised prism in the middle. Right now, the tip of the sword was shining with a sharp cold light, facing the young man himself.

Since it is a specially crafted weapon, Agnes should have a specialized way of using it, and it seems to be mainly stabbing.

However, this kind of prediction can only be used as a reference. The most important thing in a duel is to adapt to circumstances.

Aigron adjusted his breathing and pace, leaned forward, and entered a battle-ready state. He picked up the sword with his left hand and faced the opponent.

"Left-handed?" Agnes raised her eyebrows, looking a little surprised.

"That's right." Aigron nodded, "I usually use my right hand when competing with others, but today I use my left hand. You can understand that this is the highest respect for you."

"Hahahaha, thank you!" Agnes laughed, "Then I will do my best!"

Seeing the two people in front of her eager to try and full of fighting spirit, Alice secretly sighed in her heart. It seemed that she could only let them have fun first.

"You guys are just competing! Don't go too far!" She warned one last time, and then gave the order.

"Three...two...one, start!"

Agron did not attack immediately. He gently moved a small step forward and carefully observed Agnes' next movements. Agnes was also very cautious, turning sideways and moving slightly to the right, adjusting. One's own attitude towards the enemy.

As they stared at each other, the distance shortened little by little, until finally it was within one meter.

Aiglon felt a faint fragrance coming from his nose. This originally relaxing smell made the blood in his body stop burning. He took a deep breath, and then decisively waved the sword in his hand.

At this time, Agnes also leaned forward and stabbed his shoulder with her sword.

At the moment when the fighting spirit reached its peak, the two people instantly exploded from slow movement to extremely fast impact.

Aigron dodged Agnes's thrust, but his attack also failed, and he had to withdraw his sword and take a step to the side.

Well... he is indeed my opponent. A cheerful and cruel smile appeared on the young man's face.

With just one face-to-face encounter, he could predict the opponent's strength.

Next, the two men no longer hesitated, but fully displayed their sword skills that they had practiced since childhood.

Agron continued to attack head-on, wanting to fight Agnes directly and use his physical strength to suppress his opponent. However, Agnes was faster than he originally expected, constantly changing her position and the position of the sword. The direction is almost not in direct contact with Aigron's sword.

Occasionally when the sword blades intersect, in addition to the whine of steel, there is also Agnes's sharp roar.

Although the voice was slightly harsh, Aigron could tell that her mood was so happy. She felt extremely lucky and happy that she could find a peer, and that she could finally fully display her skills. Feel excited.

Yes, he knew it, because he thought so too.

Agnes, thank you!