Eagle’s Glory

After leaving Aiglon's interview hall, Prosecutor Villefort's tense expression finally relaxed a little, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He reluctantly relied on his own wit and finally escaped at the last moment. Although he did not get rid of all the cauldron, at least he found a shield for himself.

With Marshal Soult at the front, he will eventually face much less pressure.

Fortunately, he once again painfully felt that this young man was really difficult to take care of.

I just helped him complete a big project. Not to mention getting a reward, I should at least give myself some rest and some breathing space, right? The results of it? Another troublesome thing has happened to me. How can I order others like this?

If he hadn't dared to say more here, I'm afraid he would have scolded him directly.

But even though he was scolding him in his heart, he had nothing to do, because his fatal weakness was in the hands of the young man. He had no ability to bargain with the other party, so he could only endure the dissatisfaction in his heart and obey the other party's orders. from.

Not only was he feeling aggrieved, every time he saw Aigron, he would feel on pins and needles, with a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. He even felt that his life had been shortened again in this short period of time.

He didn't want to live in this fear forever.

what to do? How to improve the current panic situation?

Villefort thought about it, trying to find a way out for himself.

Resistance is impossible. The opponent had a fatal grip on him before, and now he has won a great victory. He is about to take over France. How can he resist?

After much deliberation, the only way is to "improve your status as soon as possible so that you have more capital to save your life."

In the past, in order to play the role of an upright defender of the law, Villefort had rarely interacted with colleagues and powerful people. His reputation was his talisman and the capital that allowed him to be respected by everyone.

But now all this doesn't work. He has no moral halo in front of the King of Rome. Therefore, the King of Rome wants to touch him just as a matter of thought. In order to improve his situation, he has to change his past style. , find ways to form cliques and get more people to speak well of themselves.

If you estimate carefully, he doesn't have no chance.

His father, the Marquis Noirtier,

He has always been a loyal imperialist, and now he has been favored by His Majesty. It is easy to imagine that he will surely hold great power in the future. Although he has had a very bad relationship with his father for many years and has almost no contact at all, that is already a thing of the past. In the future, he must try his best to please his father and repair the relationship between father and son in order to get a protective umbrella.

But just such a protective umbrella is not enough. His father is old and God knows how many more years he can live. If he bids farewell to this world in the near future or becomes ill and cannot serve His Majesty, then how can he do it? How about sheltering yourself?

Therefore, we need to find a more reliable and solid protection umbrella for ourselves.

This person must be a favorite of His Majesty's side, can speak well, and cannot be too old, and must have contacts with him.

Who is this person? The answer was immediately ready to come out.

That's right, it's the Count of Monte Cristo.

He had already dealt with the Earl before regarding the Duke of Orleans' case. He was very impressed by the Earl's shrewdness and ability. He also easily discovered that the Earl had indeed won the trust of Aiglon. Almost anyone Everything will be done with reference to his opinion.

His Majesty said in front of him just now, "I have other advisers. I don't need you to advise me on what to do. You just need to carry out my will." The words were harsh, but they were also true, and the earl must have been like this. One of the "advisors" doesn't have a say himself, but he certainly does.

If I could get in touch with the earl, my situation would be much improved. At least I wouldn't be yelled at by His Majesty to take on the most troublesome tasks, and would have to worry all day long.

Because he had no interaction with the Bonapartists before, he could not find any favorites with whom he had contact except the count.

Thinking of this, Prosecutor Villefort finally made up his mind. He felt that this goal should be achieved no matter what the cost.

The first step to achieve this goal is to maintain "normal contact" with the count - if there is no friendship, then there is no chance even if you want to win over the other party.

If you want to establish a relationship with the earl, you have to rely on another person.

While he was thinking, he opened his eyes wide and wandered around, trying to find the familiar figure among the attendants and wives everywhere.

What Villefort didn't know was that the way he shrank and glanced around had always been in the eyes of a caring person in the distance.

It was just as the count expected. Emily thought to herself.

This prosecutor once had a romantic relationship with her. During that period of youth and ignorance, she had been fascinated by the prosecutor's serious and mature temperament. However, in her eyes now, the prosecutor's nervousness seemed particularly ridiculous. Abominable.

Of course, her current dislike of the prosecutor does not only come from the traces left by the years on men, but more from the fact that the prosecutor threatens her "future."

Now Emily knows that her only support in the future is the earl, so she only wants to serve the good earl wholeheartedly so that she can gain a foothold in the court; however, this beautiful plan is clouded by the terrifying existence of Villefort. shadow.

When Edmund revealed his past affair in front of Emily, he hinted that Villefort accidentally said everything. Emily naturally hated Villefort for not being able to keep secrets.

The more she cried and begged for forgiveness in front of the count, the more she resented her old lover for putting her in such danger.

This kind of hatred naturally made her agree to the count's request without any hesitation, and she would lure Prosecutor Villefort into the trap step by step - although she didn't know what the count wanted to do with Villefort, but She didn't care at all.

With a sense of hatred, Emily pretended to pass by Villefort accidentally, just enough to fall into his sight.

Her hard work paid off. Almost instantly, Prosecutor Villefort noticed Emily.

His eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had received the long-awaited rain.

Then, he quickened his pace and hurriedly approached Emily.

"Mrs. Emily..." After the distance between the two people narrowed, he called softly.

Only then did Emily seem to notice someone approaching her. She turned her head as if nothing had happened, and finally saw Villefort.

Then, her expression changed, and her eyes instantly became sharp.

"Stop!" she shouted to Villefort coldly, "What do you want to do? How can you be rude here?"

Villefort stopped when he was only a few steps away from the other party, and then looked at the other party with a sneer, "Emily, I'm sorry... I was just too happy to see you."

"Didn't I say it before? Don't call me by my name!" Emily still looked nonchalant, and then looked around carefully, "I don't know you, sir, and you don't know me either. , we shouldn’t have any intersection.”

Huh, what a cruel woman. She was so sweet and sweet at first, but now she can turn around and become ruthless! Villefort cursed in his mind.

But on the surface, he did not lose his temper, but continued to maintain that flattering smile, "Okay, I'm sorry, madam... I was really anxious, so I forgot my sense of proportion. Please forgive me."

Emily stopped talking, but used her eyes to indicate that the other party could leave, so as not to let others see and cause any gossip.

However, Villefort finally found her, so how could he give up so easily?

Emily is now his biggest trump card. Only through Emily can he grasp the earl's life-saving straw.

Because he knew this, he ignored Emily's cold gaze and continued to pester the other party. "Madam...I'm sorry, I have something I want to talk to you about. Can you please take a moment to speak?"

Villefort's entanglement made Emily even more nauseated.

If she hadn't planned it in advance, she would have left in a hurry, but now, she just glared at the other party, and then flatly rejected him, "I don't have time, sir, there are still many things waiting for me to do." , please respect yourself."

"Why are you so heartless, madam?" Villefort's smile contained a hint of threat, "To tell you the truth, I have something very important that I need your help with now. If you can help me, then I can repay you tenfold in the future, but if you insist on being so heartless, then I have to recall the past..."

"Are you threatening me?" Emily's anger suddenly surged.

Not only was this an act, but her old lover actually treated her in such a despicable way, which made her even more resentful that she had been blind and hung out with such a person.

"You should never interpret this as a threat, this is just a request for help." Villefort replied in a low voice, "Don't forget, fate once connected us two. If I become successful, I will certainly have ways to help you. , but if I'm unlucky, you won't be much better..."

He had gone from being frightened in front of Aigron just now, and now he had regained his former ease.

After all, he was just a little shrimp in front of His Majesty, but he felt that it was easy to handle a woman.

Sure enough, as he expected, although Emily was extremely angry, she had nothing to do with him. She just glared at him fiercely for a few times, then took her steps and took him to a small, deserted room next to her.

"Being in the same room with you makes me feel sick to my stomach." After coming in, Emily said mercilessly, "And I can't let others find out, otherwise everything will be over... So if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."

Although Emily spoke harshly, Villefort took his time and looked at Emily carefully.

Not long ago, under Alice's recommendation, Emily got a job and was summoned by Teresa. Although she only said a few ordinary words, this immediately doubled Emily's worth. Finally, Got a place in the palace.

Now she serves as Alice's subordinate and advisor, helping her handle all kinds of complicated affairs - now no one dares to call her Mrs. Danglars without opening her eyes. This shameful title seems to have disappeared with the wind, and no longer Nor ceases to exist.

"Time has come for you!" After looking at it for a moment, Villefort exclaimed, "A frost woman turned into a banker's wife, and then inexplicably became the royal wife. If you can find a better writer for your future autobiography If so, it will definitely be a big seller.”

This kind of ridicule made Emily blush, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, "You can't know how much I paid for today and how many disasters I endured! When I faced bankruptcy and was almost arrested, I didn’t bother you when I was paying my debts, but now that I finally have some hope, you’ve come to make me suffer new disasters!”

"Don't say that, Emily." Villefort shook his head, "Even at this moment, I have no ill intentions towards you. If it weren't for the situation, I definitely don't want to cause you any trouble."

"Forced by the situation? Aren't you very proud now?" Emily asked back, "I heard that you shined brilliantly in previous cases, which made the Duke of Orleans disgraced and indirectly contributed to his defeat... …”

"Yes, I did do this, but even if I did it, so what?" Villefort was deeply frustrated and sighed, "In front of His Majesty, I will always be just an outsider and not his confidant. , I am not qualified to make any suggestions to him, I am only qualified to carry out his orders. I am treated as a pathetic tool, no different from the gavel in the court, I have to knock whoever I am asked to knock..."

Villefort's sad emotion did not make Emily feel sympathy. Instead, she asked the other party, "Don't you feel honored? Not everyone is qualified to be used as a tool by His Majesty. As his former political enemy, if you continue to If you can’t use it as a tool, then I’m afraid the end will be even worse.”

Villefort's face twitched.

Emily's confession was very unpleasant, but he was unable to refute it, because it was the truth, and the truth hurt the most.

I really didn't expect that I, who had killed countless lives with my own hands in the past twenty years, would be ridiculed by a woman in front of my face... His heart ached.

He also knew in his heart that Emily was no longer what she used to be, and she was no longer an ignorant girl that he could easily manipulate. Although he had a fatal handle on the other party, this handle could not be used easily, otherwise he himself would suffer greatly. blow.

Therefore, although he was angry in his heart, he still had a kind face on the surface.

"Emily, I'm really sorry. My situation is urgent now, so I have to take strong measures. I feel deeply ashamed in my heart..." He said while bowing to apologize to the other party, "I know, with you Talking about feelings is just like telling a joke. Emily, I just want to ask you for a favor... I just need you to do a favor. As long as you help me this time, I can do anything for you in the future. What do you do? With a prosecutor as your pawn, you will definitely benefit from it, right?"

Huh... do you really think you can keep jumping around? Emily sneered in her heart.

But on the surface, she showed hesitation.

"What do you need me to help you with?" After a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind, and then asked.