Eagle’s Glory

Following the announcement of the prince, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

People leaned against the wall one after another, automatically giving way to a large space in the center, giving Miss Agnes a place to perform.

Seeing such a clear effect, the prince was secretly happy - his and Edgar's plan was successfully implemented.

He could feel Princess Teresa's gaze of deliberately suppressing her anger, but he didn't care, he had long been displeased with this arrogant little Austrian girl, and now that he had a chance to make her deflate, his heart was full of The pleasure of revenge.

With the joy of revenge, he raised his head and looked towards a certain corner of the room.

"Miss, please come on stage! We are all waiting to see your performance!"

And in an instant, everyone's eyes followed his and looked towards that corner.

Agnes, who was originally plainly dressed and unobtrusive, became the focus of everyone's attention in an instant.

Agnes felt a little uncomfortable immediately, but on the surface she still maintained her proper calm.

Because of her background, she was used to seeing big scenes, so even though it happened suddenly, she would not panic.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Agnes walked step by step to the open space in the center of the room and stood proudly.

Because she has already entered the state of battle, her steps are light and powerful, and her eyesight is as sharp as a falcon. She is obviously just a young girl, but at this moment she is like a female leopard preparing to pounce on her prey, instantly giving people A sense of oppression.

Although most of the people present did not know the real identity of Agnes, they were all overwhelmed by the girl's awe-inspiring posture at the moment.

They either applauded or whistled, cheering for this unknown girl. In an instant, the whistle rang through the entire room.

After just walking a few steps, Agnes stole the limelight—even though it wasn't exactly what she wanted.

Amidst the endless cheers, Agnes slowly adjusted her breathing and looked ahead quietly with clear and cold eyes, as if the whole world had been isolated from the fog.

She waited for her opponent to appear—no matter who it was, she was confident that she could easily crush him.

Well, except for that nasty guy!

As soon as she thought of this thought, she suddenly felt painful ripples flooding her heart that was originally stagnant.

Although she never said that she would lose the wind, after the fight, she had to admit in her heart that it was difficult for her to win against that nasty young man.

For her who is proud and arrogant, this is already a distressing thing for her, and what he has done has added to the resentment in her heart-there is nothing in the world that is better than the kind that clearly offends you, but People who can't be sanctioned are even more hateful.

So, her eyes suddenly drifted away and landed on the smiling young man, and then gave him a vicious look, as if she was challenging him.

Aigron felt her gaze. Of course he could guess what the girl was thinking at this time, but he didn't care. Instead, he nodded to her with great interest, as if to encourage her to perform well in the future and serve everyone well. Just for fun.

His smile annoyed Agnes even more. Her eyes could almost pierce his body. If it wasn't for the concern that this is the young man's home field, she might have already challenged him directly...

Eggron was overjoyed. He enjoyed teasing her as if teasing a scratching kitten.

"Your Highness." At this moment, Teresa said softly, interrupting the two people's gaze.

Aigron finally reacted, screaming that it was not good, so he immediately turned to look at Teresa. "What's the matter, Teresa?"

"Is this the program you arranged—?" Teresa asked calmly, "If it is, then I admit that it did give me enough surprises."

Although her expression was calm, there was an obvious resentment in her tone.

Obviously, she was completely fooled by this sudden attack, but because of her upbringing, she refused to openly question her fiancé.

——If it wasn't for His Highness's deliberate arrangement, how could his cousin have the courage to suddenly have a "sideshow" in front of himself and His Highness?

Aegron knew in his heart that he could no longer stay out of the matter, and quickly explained to Agnes.

"No, Teresa, I'm as unaware of this as you are, and I was also surprised when my cousin mentioned this just now... I think he probably wanted us to have some fun, so he proposed this Alright."

Teresa has been watching the young man, judging from his reaction, it seems that he did not speak.

However, since the two met, His Highness has lied to her so many times, even if he behaved without affectation, Teresa still had some doubts in her heart.

"Is it true? Don't lie to me..."

Because of worrying about gains and losses, she showed a little weakness for a moment, so that she said to the young people like a baby.

"Really! In this matter, I never lied to you. I really didn't know they had such an arrangement." Aigron hurriedly assured Teresa.

As for whether other things lied to her, that's another matter...

Seeing Teresa's face softened slightly, Aigron proposed to her again, "If you think this arrangement is not good, then I can cancel it."

"No, how can I cancel it?" Teresa immediately shook her head and rejected his proposal, "I'm also looking forward to seeing Miss Agnes's performance—"

Although she was in a bad mood, Teresa still maintained her composure.

Now, Agnes has come under her nose under the cheers of everyone, if she asks His Highness for help to repel her, what will it be like? It was a shame to himself and his family.

Miss Agnes is indeed radiant, but how can she be inferior? Whether it's family background, appearance, or ability, I have no fear of her at all.

If she lost her way in the face of challenges, she would never have come to where she is today.

In addition, His Highness personally assured that all of this was definitely not his arrangement, which proved that he did not deliberately encourage Agnes to challenge herself, so Teresa regained her previous calmness.

She looked away, then looked at Agnes quietly.

Although the girl in front of her was only wearing simple clothes, her awe-inspiring posture and sharp eyes were so dazzling.

Although she doesn't like to suspect the other party indiscriminately, but seeing this situation with her own eyes, she had to have some doubts in her heart——

It was obvious that someone was deliberately trying to give Agnes the limelight and let her steal the limelight from him.

But what was Agnes thinking? Did she not care at all, or was she actively cooperating?

Judging from her current performance, she is actively cooperating.

So... why the hell is this?

Could it be that Agnes, who is so proud, and so arrogant and self-admired, is so addicted to the pursuit of others that she is willing to fall for this pursuit?

Teresa felt a little unbelievable, but what happened before her eyes made her have to believe it.

While she was meditating secretly, Agnes also noticed that Princess Teresa was looking at her, so she nodded slightly to greet Theresa, and from Teresa's point of view, this seemed to be provoking herself again , as if she is the natural protagonist here.

Obviously, if a person is preconceived, he will feel that everything is wrong.

Teresa endured the restlessness and uneasiness in her heart, and then calmly nodded to the other party, wishing her great success in the future and making all the guests of this banquet happy.

She wanted to invite Agnes over, not because of the current scene, but since the play had already been performed here, she could only watch silently and let the play finish.

No matter how Agnes behaves next, no matter how much doubt and anger she has in her heart, she must never let herself be ashamed, because she is Teresa, the fiancée of His Highness, the daughter of Grand Duke Karl, and even more of the Habsburg family. The princess, she has her own pride.

Under Teresa's gaze, a young officer walked out from the crowd, walked up to Agnes, and bowed to Agnes.

"My dear lady, may I ask your name?"

"Forgive me for being inconvenient to disclose." Agnes replied bluntly, "I just want to fight you and other challengers openly tonight, just to cheer you up after drinking, and I don't need to be famous in the world."

The young officer was a little surprised, but he still nodded with a wry smile, "Okay, since that's the case, then I won't report my name anymore, let's perform for everyone as an anonymous person—"

Then, he looked at Aigron again, and said to him respectfully, "Your Majesty, please allow me to be rude for a while and wield my sword in front of you."

"It doesn't matter." Aigron shook his head with a smile, "Don't worry, my skills are not bad, even if you miss temporarily, I won't be in an accident like poor Henry II."

——King Henry II of France, he was stabbed in the head by Montgomery, captain of the Scottish Guards, in a joust held to celebrate the wedding ceremony of his daughter and sister, and died ten days later after being seriously injured. 40 years old.

His words immediately caused a burst of laughter, but immediately guards stopped in front of him to prevent any accidents from happening next.

Then, someone walked up to the two of them with two sabers and asked them to choose.

"Please first." The young officer said friendly.

Agnes didn't refuse, just took a sword casually, and then held the handle of the sword and swung it lightly to adapt to the center of gravity and feel of the sword.

The young officer took the remaining saber, and then looked at Agnes again. The pretty girl in front of him really made him unable to connect with "danger".

"Miss, a sword has no eyes, you must be careful..." He couldn't help but persuaded again.

"You should worry more about yourself." Agnes replied confidently, "If you lose, I hope you can admit defeat quickly and don't hold on to your face, so that I can control it and not hurt others .It would be inauspicious to see blood on a day celebrated like this."

Hearing the girl's arrogant answer, the young man was both embarrassed and amused, but he couldn't say anything more, so he nodded, "I hope you are the same."

Then, the two picked up their swords, and then confronted each other with a distance of several meters.

The young man is facing a big enemy, after all, he is unwilling to lose to a young girl in front of everyone; but Agnes is a little careless, because she knows that the opponent in front of her is only mediocre.

In a few breaths, the young officer suddenly moved forward, and then stabbed at the girl's shoulder with his sword. He saw the distance between himself and the girl getting closer—and at this moment, the seemingly careless The girl suddenly took a step sideways, followed by an arc like lightning.

The glare of the arc made the young man slightly dazzled, and when he came to his senses, he was surprised to find that a sword had been placed in front of his throat, leaving only the last slight distance—undoubtedly, as long as the girl thought, She could easily thrust a few centimeters forward with the sword and end the young man's life.

I... lost just like that?

An unbelievable thought appeared in the young man's mind. He was quite confident in swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that in front of this unknown girl, he would be defeated by just a girl in one round.

A wave of shame and anger made the young man flush. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to struggle again.

"Remember what I said just now." Agnes reminded in a low voice.

At this time, the young officer finally came to his senses.

If you lose, your skills are inferior to others. If you still stalk after losing, it will be tantamount to embarrassing yourself in front of your colleagues and His Majesty. You must not do this.

So, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only take a step back with a blushing face, then bowed to Agnes, admitted his failure, and then turned around and retreated into the crowd.

At this moment, there was deafening applause from the crowd, and they were overwhelmed by the girl's demeanor in an instant.

But such a short performance was no longer enough to satisfy these passionate young officers.

"Come again, come again!" They cheered in unison.

"Who else is there? Come on!" Agnes, who was interested, raised her sword and looked at everyone provocatively.

She looked at everyone in front of her sternly, as if she was still fearless even if they rushed forward.

Such a demeanor made the people present eager to try. Under the arrangement of Prince Charles, the challengers stepped forward one by one and took up the sword to challenge Agnes, but they were quickly defeated. How long can they last? There are very few rounds.

With Agnes's victories again and again, the applause continued.

At first, those losers were still ashamed and angry, but as more and more people lost, no one cared about this kind of failure anymore. They cheered for the girl one after another, looking forward to her more performances.

Agnes also became more and more courageous as she fought, and she was also inspired by the desire for victory, as if her blood was burning for it, driving her to swing the sword again and again—fortunately, she still maintained her last sanity and did not give way. Blood splashed five steps.

Amidst the cheers one after another, Agnes stared coldly at her new opponent.

She found out that this man she knew.

"The Count of Monte Cristo...?"

"Good evening, miss." Edmond Dantès bowed solemnly to her.

Due to Agnes' status, he couldn't call her by name in front of everyone, but his attitude was enough to show his respect for her.

"I know that I am not your opponent, but I am very happy to be able to compete with you... It is a great honor for us to experience your demeanor in person."

Today, he didn't know about this matter at first, but after seeing Agnes's demeanor, he remembered what happened before, so he became interested and challenged Agnes on his own initiative.

"Okay!" Agnes, who was fully involved in the drama, couldn't help grinning, and her eyes lit up, "I'm curious how much progress you have made!"