Eagle’s Glory

"You should tell me the answer, right?"

The Marquis' questioning made Alice silent for a moment.

Did she really have no premonition or awareness?

To be honest, with her intelligence, if she hadn't subconsciously thought about it, she would have guessed all the signs long ago, but she deliberately didn't think about it.

But now, she can no longer avoid it, everything seems so obvious.

To be honest, she was not surprised that His Majesty liked Agnes, because in her heart, her sister was so cute and excellent, and it was normal and natural for others to like her... But, how could Agnes be willing to be with a married woman? Husband and wife come together?

This was beyond her imagination.

No matter how much good feelings they had before, Agnes would never give in on this point.

But...is it really impossible?

Agnes is facing so much pain and difficulty now, will she really not change her mind? Now Alice doesn't dare to judge, because there are already too many extraordinary things in this world.

The more Alice thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. Her mind was in a mess, as if there was a huge stone blocking her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe smoothly.

No matter how Agnes chooses, she is too pitiful. She is coveted, betrayed, and used as a bargain by her biological father. Even herself, as her sister, ruthlessly breaks her heart... If Agnes Nisi really fell into hell, as if she had been pushed hard.

"Okay...men are all the same sluts, and no one is better than the other." After feeling dejected, she lowered her head sadly, as if she was a little saddened by the situation. "Why does fate always play cruel tricks on the best of people?!"

"You are wrong, Alice." Of course, the Marquis of Treville did not have as much emotion as Alice. He just shook his head slightly, "Fate neither tortures good people nor tortures bad people. It does not even torture the weak. It only tortures those who want to People who want too much but can do too little are just like leading troops in war. You can defend as long a front as you have as many soldiers as you can. If you insist on leading... If you pursue things beyond your power with a sense of luck, you will often be ruthlessly punished by fate."

After a pause, he explained to his daughter-in-law, "If Agnes just wants to live a comfortable life, then she can be as free as she wants, but she will not be satisfied with this.

Her desire to protect you all must place a heavy burden on her that will drag her down from the sky to the earth. "

The Marquis spoke ruthlessly, but he hit the nail on the head. Alice wanted to refute but couldn't.

So this is also my responsibility?

The more Alice thought about it, the more distressed she became, and finally she gave up.

"Yes, we have dragged her down, but my father and I are still different! My father may have such despicable plans, but I don't want to rely on my sister to flatter her."

"If His Majesty really ascends the throne, how can your father's actions be considered despicable?" The Marquis asked, "Rather, it would be better to say that it is a glory that the descendants will talk about..."

"Maybe you think so, but in my opinion, to force your loved ones to compromise against their will for your own selfish purposes, no matter who you commit yourself to, no matter what you get in exchange, that is despicable...!" Alice bit. Biting his lip, he refuted the father-in-law's words unceremoniously, "I think that with His Majesty's discernment, he will not fail to recognize our talents and value. We don't need to do this to gain his favor. In this case, why bother? Let an innocent person serve as a sacrifice? All in all, I firmly oppose forcing her to commit herself to His Majesty!"

The Marquis of Treville was shocked and angry. He didn't expect that his daughter-in-law, who was obviously "making great progress", would suddenly become confused again at this time.

But now he can't get angry, because he still needs Alice, and he can't let the two sides fall out - after all, after all this trouble, Alice seems to be quite trustworthy by His Majesty, and the Marquis knows that he can no longer manipulate him at will. She did.

"Then what do you want to do?" The Marquis calmed down and then asked coldly.

"I want to do what I should do." Although she saw that the Marquis was angry, Alice did not give in. "If she is unwilling, then I will help her and encourage her, even if it costs everything."

After speaking, Alice curtsied to her father-in-law, then turned and left.

The Marquis was not angry at Alice's disrespectful and arrogant attitude, he just faced the storm calmly.

He has faced enough storms and waves in his life, and a young woman losing her temper is not enough to move him.

In fact, he was keenly aware that Alice's unscrupulous words in anger were deeply affectionate, but even she herself did not realize that she had set a premise for her objections - - "If she doesn't want to".

So, let her be willing, wouldn’t that be enough?

Alice, you have grown up after all. You stepped into the abyss on your own initiative and were dyed with its color. Even if you don't realize it, you are still becoming a person like me... The Marquis sighed in his heart.

It is conceivable that if a fait accompli is caused, Alice will eventually face the reality and stand on her side. After all, she cannot be willing to see her father gain power, and that is enough.

Now that Alice's surname is Treville, she and he are one family, and she will also be the future leader of the Treville family.

This daughter-in-law is really satisfying. It would be even better if she could give birth to a grandson early... That guy Edgar is really useless, he can't even handle the last thing!

The Marquis was furious at the thought of his son being so useless, but he was unable to do anything. After all, this was not a problem he could control. He could only pray to God to bring him an heir who could be cultivated by himself as soon as possible.

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After the secret conversation, Duke Nordlien also followed the plan and began to actively reduce external contacts and announced that he was ill and needed to recuperate.

These messages quickly spread through various social situations.

No one is surprised or suspicious. Originally, because he was deeply involved in bankruptcy, his activities in the social world have been reduced a lot. Many people are even watching his jokes in private, and the Duke's haggard appearance is even more disturbing. I believe his body was really on the verge of collapse.

After all, the world is fickle and ruthless. Once the Duke stops social activities, people will soon almost forget about the Duke's existence in the calm. Even the palace has not heard any news about the King's concern about the Duke's health. ——A nobleman who lost power quickly disappeared from public view and withdrew from public life.

When the Duke took a few of his close servants and left Paris in a simple carriage to spend the winter in the south where there was plenty of sunshine and a warm climate, no one bothered to pay attention to his whereabouts, and it was even less likely to notice that among this group of people, there were A new face.

Edmond Dantès was naturally among this group of people. During the entire preparation for the operation, the Duke had been nervous and uneasy, fearing that others would find out the clues. He cautiously packed his luggage, prepared the itinerary, and set off quickly. , it was not until after leaving Paris that he finally relaxed.

Apart from being happy, he also felt some unspeakable melancholy and emotion.

"It turns out that I am so insignificant in their hearts." On the carriage, looking at the increasingly unfamiliar scenes around him, the Duke sighed. "It's not even worth being wary of!"

"There are not many people in this world who can attract the attention of the public." Edmund, who was sitting next to him, replied, "But don't worry, when you come back soon, no one will dare to ignore you anymore! They would just be proud to come and stand in your living room for a while.”

The Duke just smiled bitterly.

"I didn't expect so much. As long as what greets me is not the guillotine or the gallows, it will be enough to satisfy me."

To be honest, even a few months ago, he only wanted to live a mediocre life and did not want to participate in any turmoil and conspiracies. Who would have thought that in just a few months, everything would be changed beyond recognition, and he would also be killed. I was involuntarily swept into the torrent, not knowing where this torrent would carry me.

Now he also knows that it is too late for him to regret, so he can only bite the bullet and rush forward, and then pray to God to bless the Bonaparte family - for him, as long as there is a position in the palace and who is sitting on the throne Not important at all.

Of course, he didn't prepare for the worst.

"Earl, can you promise me something?" He suddenly looked at Edmund.

"Please tell me." Edmund nodded.

"Please be sure to take care of the safety of my family." The Duke sincerely requested, "Before leaving, I left a letter to Agnes. She knows the situation. If something goes wrong and there is unrest in the capital, she will Flee the capital with her family to avoid all possible risks...and I hope you can help her leave with our family and ensure that we are reunited."

"I will keep it in mind." Edmund replied without thinking, "Don't worry, as long as I am alive, nothing will happen to your family."

On the one hand, he felt that he owed Miss Agnes something; on the other hand, and more importantly, His Majesty did not want to see Miss Agnes suffer a mental breakdown due to something happening to her family, so of course he could not let it happen. Something happened to Agnes' family.

Seeing that the count agreed so simply, the Duke finally felt a little relieved.

During this period of time, due to the continuous mental blows, he was at least ten years older than before. He himself had the most intuitive feeling of the weakness and decay of his body.

The more times like this, the more worried he becomes about his family, especially his heirs. After all, his ancient family line is the only thing he is proud of in his life, and naturally he does not want to see his proud family line cut off at his hands.

"Thank you for your selfless help, Earl." The Duke deliberately complimented Edmund. "My daughter has always praised you and praised your bravery. I have also heard about some of your heroic deeds... In the future, I and I will My son may have the opportunity to work with you, and we will be more than happy to provide you with any assistance in return for your help.”

Although his ability is mediocre, the Duke has been in the court for so many years. If he even wants to maintain his family status, he has to rely on power. It is also his instinct to form gangs, so even in such an embarrassing situation, he hopes to win over Earl, after all, it seems that this Earl will definitely prosper in the future.

"I just did what I should do, and I don't deserve your praise." Edmund smiled slightly, "If you want to repay me, then I suggest you try your best to serve His Majesty."

"That's natural." The Duke immediately confirmed, "His Majesty has been so kind to our family, so our family will naturally go to great lengths to repay him..."

Then, he lowered his voice and carefully probed Edmund again, "By the way, Earl, as His Majesty's confidant, I would like to ask, in your opinion, what is Agnes's reputation among the people around him? ?”

The Duke's expression at this time made Edmund feel quite disgusted, because he knew what this question actually meant.

However, isn't this the result of his loyalty to His Majesty?

At this point, he must do it to the end.

"The people around His Majesty all admire Miss Agnes very much. We are impressed by her grace and swordsmanship. So we understand very well why His Majesty has always been obsessed with her."

Then, despite his reluctance, he added, "I believe that we will be able to witness her grace from time to time in the future. After all, His Majesty very much hopes to use her to promote the reputation of the Bonaparte family to the people."

The Duke was a little surprised at first, then she narrowed her eyes, and then a smile flashed in her eyes.

Undoubtedly, this was the answer he wanted to hear.

Since he had already made up his mind to exchange his daughter for chips, he naturally wanted to find out how valuable this "chip" was.

Now it seems that Agnes is not only favored by His Majesty, but also unanimously recognized by his close associates.

That couldn't be better.

Maybe in the future, she can compete with Princess Teresa - after all, the French still prefer the French, right?

If that's the case, with Agnes taking care of him, his heir will no longer have to worry about the lintel falling.

When he thought of this, he became excited unconsciously, and a few touches of blood appeared on his originally pale face.

"I understand...Thank you, Count."

Now that you have embarked on this road, there is no other way to go. In this case, you might as well just walk the road to the end. As long as you can reach the end, everything is still worth it.

In this way, this group of people quietly crossed the border and came to meet Aiglon according to his wishes.

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