Eagle’s Glory

"I'm curious how much progress you have made!"

In Agnes' tone, there were both challenges and greetings between friends, so that Edmund Dantès couldn't help but feel warm when he heard it.

He has suffered countless hardships in his life, but there are only a handful of people who have shown kindness to him, so he has a very good impression of Alice and sisters Agnes whom he met during his trip to Paris.

Especially Agnes, who took him to meet the enemy without hesitation, and offered to teach him swordsmanship at the same time. This kind of enthusiasm and kindness made him a little flattered.

During his short stay, Agnes would find him to practice when she was free, and she would take the trouble to give him pointers, so that his swordsmanship would improve by leaps and bounds—it was a pity that he had a heavy responsibility at the time and couldn't help it. Stayed too long in Paris, so didn't learn much from her.

Today, he was just attending the celebration banquet like everyone else. Unexpectedly, Agnes stood up and performed at the prince's kind invitation.

As the challengers lost one by one, Agnes's awe-inspiring and firm posture made him admire. Seeing Agnes's gorgeous performance, he couldn't hold back for a while, and decided to stand up and witness the performance for himself. .

——He knew that he was bound to lose, but he didn't care, anyway, Miss Agnes already had enough losers, even if he was added, no one would laugh at him.

Although he didn't have any "sense of honor as a swordsman", it was a very honorable experience for him to be able to confront Agnes again in person.

"Miss Agnes." He smiled and said to the other party with such a proud joy, "I hope you will be merciful and let me hold on for a while—"

"If you show mercy to your subordinates alone, wouldn't that be a disrespect to those losers before?" Agnes didn't mean to show mercy at all, "Sir, favor is won by strength, and you are mine." Friend, but since you are on my side, I will treat you in the same way."

Although he was refuted face to face, Edmund Dantès was not angry. He was only joking at first——for a serious person like Miss Agnes, it would be strange for her to release water because of her friendship.

So, he picked up the saber, and then took two steps forward, then stared at Agnes nervously, and the muscles of his body tensed up all of a sudden.

Agnes was already interested, so she didn't talk nonsense, and directly picked up and down with her sword twice, signaling Edmund Dantès to act quickly.

Edmund Dantès did not dare to act rashly, he was still breathing slowly, and at the same time stared at the opponent, looking for a favorable opportunity, while Agnes was not in a hurry, just looked at him with the sword in her hand, the pendant in her hand The sword was shaking slightly, as if it were plucking the strings of a piano.

The officers onlookers were booing or cheering at first, but they seemed to feel the tense atmosphere at this time, so they all fell silent and watched the two opponents.

Under the gaze of everyone, Edmond Dantès held his breath. At this moment, he felt that his hand was able to control the saber in his hand, as if it had become a part of his body.

So, he quickly took another two steps forward, then raised his sword, his arm was filled with great strength in an instant, and he swung the sword diagonally upward and quickly stabbed at Agnes's face.

Because of its strong explosive power, the blade of the sword is very fast, and it seems that there is a sound of wind in the air.

Agnes raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little surprised by Edmund Dantès' progress, but even so she was still calm, she turned sideways calmly, bypassed the opponent's sword tip, and then Standing firmly on the opponent's path, her arms and wrists trembled slightly, and in an instant, she stabbed at the opponent's shoulder, and then controlled the tip of the sword to move down at the fastest speed, almost Stabbed Edmond Dantès in the armpit, and he had to take a step back to avoid the blow.

Edmund Dantès groaned secretly in his heart. He originally planned to rely on the explosive power of men to control the situation and prolong the duel as long as possible so that his loss would not be so ugly. However, Agnes did not give him such a chance. Take the initiative back from the very beginning.

He couldn't beat Agnes in the first place, and he lost the initiative at the beginning, which made it even more uncomfortable.

Sure enough, Agnes didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe at all, and kept attacking continuously, and swung the sword at various tricky angles, which made Edmund Dantès extremely uncomfortable.

Although Edmond Dantès complained incessantly, the pride in his heart prevented him from admitting defeat directly. He dodged crookedly in the arena. Although he was struggling left and right, he was in a mess, but he survived the time.

Agnes seemed to be fully involved in the drama, her face was flushed, her eyes were sharp, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a calm and cruel smile, as if victory was within reach at any time.

Under the constant blocking, the symphony between the two sabers resounded continuously in the hall, the sound was clear and sweet, like a harp accompaniment for everyone

The onlookers were so engrossed in this competition that they were so dazzled that they even forgot to applaud or cheer.

Because the previous opponents were defeated too quickly, it was too late for Agnes to give full play, so although the onlookers were shocked by Agnes's strength, they did not fully appreciate the cold and gorgeous beauty. During the fight against Edmond Dantès, the onlookers clearly felt that the girl in the skirt was moving around the arena like a butterfly wearing a flower, almost as if she was dancing.

This kind of fierce and elegant performance made them very enjoyable to watch, and they couldn't help but secretly thank Prince Charles for preparing such a "sideshow."

In the situation of absolute disadvantage, Edmund Dantès struggled to support himself. He never thought about winning. At this moment, he was no longer fighting for honor. He just wanted to see his limit. His breathing has become disordered, his arms are gradually losing control, and his steps are even more disorganized.

However, Agnes has entered the state, it seems that the more she fights, the more courageous she is, and she seems to be faster than before. Edmond Dantès only feels that his sight can hardly keep up.

In the soft sound of the sword wind, Edmund Dantès saw Agnes stabbing towards him again, and he hurriedly took another step back to dodge.

However, because his movements have been deformed at this time, he almost staggered under his feet, and managed to control his balance with great difficulty. Just when he was secretly thankful, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

His mind was blinded for a moment, and he couldn't figure out what happened.

After a while, he suddenly realized that he had hit the wall.

That is to say, there is no way to return.

But at this time, his eyes refocused on Agnes's face, but he only saw the girl's soft but cruel smile.

There is no way to retreat, and it is too late for him to swing his sword to block at this time——

He lowered the sword in his hand resignedly, and at this time, the tip of the opponent's sword had already rested on his chest, and he could even feel the sharp feeling of the sword tip coming from his clothes.

The screen freezes.

"good!"

The onlookers finally regained consciousness at the moment when the competition ended, and they subconsciously let out deafening cheers.

Such a gorgeous performance has indeed greatly exceeded their expectations before the banquet.

"You lost!" Agnes didn't care about the cheers of the crowd, but looked at Edmund Dantès with a smile on her face, and then put down the saber in her hand.

There was a radiance in her eyes, the purest and purest joy of human beings.

No rewards or jackpots are required, victory itself is the highest reward.

"It was me, I lost." Edmond Dantès nodded.

He already knew that this would be the result, so he was not disappointed. On the contrary, he was quite satisfied with his performance—he had survived for several minutes, and he was already stronger than everyone before him.

At this moment, he has no regrets in his heart, only the gratification of participating in the girl's performance.

"Miss Agnes, you are really good," he whispered. "It's also beautiful, and we all look up to you."

Speaking of which, he sighed a little - if His Majesty doesn't have a fiancée, then Miss Agnes should be a good match for him, right?

However, he suddenly realized that this idea was too disrespectful to Princess Teresa, so he immediately put it aside.

Edmund Dantès' compliment made Agnes's face, which was already blushing from the violent action, seem to turn even redder.

"Where are you talking? I have something to admire..." After shaking her head, she smiled and said to Edmund Dantès, "Sir, you have made great progress, which is a bit beyond me. I didn't expect it—I thought that after you came here, you didn't have much time to practice."

Agnes is not flattering, but sincere. She can clearly feel that the Earl of Monte Cristo has made great progress.

In the confrontation just now, although she seemed to have always had the upper hand, there was an important reason that his swordsmanship enlightenment started from her, so she clearly marked her own school, and she could almost predict it. He was sentenced to all his next actions, so he could deal with it calmly.

Even so, she almost couldn't hold back her hand, and finally stopped him at the last moment, so as not to let him bleed.

In other words, Edmund Dantès has now reached the point where it is difficult for her to keep her hand, and this progress really surprised her.

"After I came here, I really didn't have much time to practice, but many times of life and death have really tempered me, my will is stronger, and I have stronger control over my body." Edmond Dantès Answer honestly.

"Well, I'm not mistaken, you are suitable for learning swordsmanship." Agnes nodded heavily, and then blinked with some regret, "But it's a pity, you are really old now, and you want to learn swordsmanship." It's hard to be famous and famous in the world, at least it's hard for me to teach you anything..."

Edmond Dantès suddenly felt sad.

It's not that he regrets that he can't become a famous swordsman, but that he regrets that the most precious time in his life, a time with infinite possibilities and infinite energy, was shamelessly stolen by a few despicable people.

His dejected expression made Agnes feel a little guilty all of a sudden.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just mentioned it casually, so don't take it to heart! This is just my personal opinion, and it doesn't mean it is a conclusion. Although you are old, I think that if someone as powerful as my teacher If Ken teaches you, maybe you can also make remarkable progress... at least you can be better than most people."

"Your teacher?" Edmund Dantès immediately became interested. "I heard you mention it before... who is she and where is she?"

"My teacher has a very low-key personality. She doesn't want to show her face easily, and she also told me not to mention her to others, so I can't tell you. And she always likes to wander around, so to be honest, I don't Know where she is now..."

After a pause, she changed the topic, "But I have her contact information. When I return to Paris, I can entrust an intermediary to write to her, tell her your existence, and recommend you to her. If she has If you are interested, she will come to see you, and then you can ask for advice~"

Edmund Dantès didn't have much hope for this, but seeing Agnes speak so thoughtfully, he certainly thanked Agnes for her kindness.

"Thank you, Miss Agnes."

Then, he put away his sword, and bowed to salute the other party, "I have always been grateful for your help before, and I also admire your love for your relatives. For my sister's request, you have traveled thousands of miles and worked tirelessly. Running here, suffering the same hardships as us... I have seen many nobles, but I have not seen a few such noble hearts. This is the most precious thing in the world, so I sincerely hope that you can do everything well Prosperity, happiness forever..."

"Is everything going well..." Agnes's expression became a little weird, as if she remembered something unpleasant, but she soon laughed it off, "I hope so."

In this way, amidst the cheers of the crowd, Edmond Dantès readily conceded defeat.

Agnes walked back to the center of the room, proudly waiting for the new challenger——

However, no one came out after that.

After a series of failures, everyone has already seen that this unknown lady looks delicate and timid, but her strength is astonishingly strong. Even if everyone is eager to try, after weighing it, they dare not do it again. So as not to make a fool of yourself like the previous people.

Just like that, Agnes, who couldn't wait for the challenger, looked at Prince Charles, as if asking with her eyes if the "sideshow" was over.

However, the prince seemed to have other plans, and he moved to Aigron's side again.

"Your Majesty, everyone is in high spirits today. Would you like to join in the fun and have fun?" He asked with a flattering smile.

"I'm afraid it's better to forget it—" Teresa suddenly spoke before Eggron could reply. "It's getting late, and I still have something to say to Miss Agnes."