Eagle's Glory

And the price is self-evident.

For a moment, Edmond Dantès stood still, even a little at a loss.

Then, disregarding the pungent feeling, he breathed in the smoke, because he knew that in the smoke, the bones and blood of the martyrs were flying along with it.

Then he bowed in that direction respectfully.

Everything is done... It seems that it doesn't matter if you die now.Edmond Dantès suddenly had a thought.

Then, another thought interrupted his thoughts.

No...you can't die yet!You still need revenge and continue to serve His Majesty, he needs you to go back!

Edmund Dantès suddenly gave a jolt, and then put aside all those sorrows and joys, and became free of distractions again.

"Follow me!" he yelled to his few remaining men, "We're going back!"

Then, he ran all the way back in the direction he came from, and along the way, there were still firefights everywhere, and the flames of stray bullets were intertwined in the air like silk threads-but these firefights had nothing to do with them, purely defenders Cannibalism after the bombing of the camp.

Edmond Dantès fell into a state of ecstasy again, with more and more wounds on his body, desperately killing everyone who stood in front of him, he told himself that he must leave here alive.

With the help of the cover of various obstacles, he tossed and turned like a rabbit in the chaos, and finally returned to the city wall he had just climbed over.

With the help of those wedges and ropes, he slid carefully down the wall and came to the sea again.

At this time, the moonlight was shining like a wash, and the fire in the fort even illuminated the sea surface.

With the help of these lights, he found the two sailboats without difficulty--of course, he only needed one.

Although his body was getting weaker and weaker, he still jumped into the sea and climbed onto the boat.

When he touched the rudder, the familiar feeling cleared his mind.

At this time, he looked behind himself.

None of them.

He closed his eyes and solemnly made the sign of the cross, accepting the fact.

Then, he steered the sailboat and slowly drifted away from the sea.

The current him is close to running out of fuel, his energy is exhausted, and his body is bleeding everywhere. It is impossible for him to repeat the feat of crossing the sandbar again.

But it doesn't matter anymore... He just needs to float the boat away, even if the boat runs aground on a sandbar, it doesn't matter, he just wants to close his eyes and sleep quickly.

The moon hangs high in the sky, watching all the killings that night indifferently, and quietly watching the former sailor leave.　　

Fanwai (8) love is stronger than gold

(In the previous independent world line, Eggron gave up and fled, stayed and married Teresa and lived in seclusion)

With the singing of cuckoos resounding across the fields, the spring of 1833 came quietly.

Spring is naturally the season for the recovery of all things, and Italy, which is located on the coast of the Mediterranean Sea, is even more beautiful in spring. Whether it is at the foot of the Alps or on the coast of the Adriatic Sea, there are spring travelers everywhere, full of Italy. The unique laziness and leisure of people.

Just as people were racing to go out for an outing and sweep away the winter haze, a convoy of carriages quietly traveled south from the north to Italy.

This convoy is deliberately low-key, there is no identification mark on the carriage, and except for the necessary rest in the inn along the way, it never stops much, let alone communicates with surrounding passengers-but judging from the size of the convoy and their cost Looking at it, it is easy to see that the owner of the team must be either rich or expensive.

The idlers along the way are whispering, guessing the owner and whereabouts of the convoy and taking pleasure in it, but they will never want to get the real answer.

Under the bright spring sun, these carriages went all the way south, and finally came to the city of Venice.

In the small square at the entrance of St. Mark's Square by the Lake of Venice, there are two famous white stone pillars in Venice. Carved on the pillar is the flying lion of St. Mark, another patron saint of Venice—and the flying lion happens to be the city emblem of Venice. The flying lion is holding a holy book with its left front paw, on which are written Catholic oracles in Latin. : "My messenger Mark, rest there!"

Every foreigner who comes to Venice for travel or business enters this beautiful city through the middle of these two stone pillars.

Venice, the name is still full of Mediterranean romance until 200 years later, and she is indeed an ancient and magnificent city-state.

The history of this ancient city-state republic is much older than most of the existing dynasties on the European continent. They established their country through commerce and relied on their own terrifying mobility to expand their own strength.

At its peak, her merchants and warships were densely distributed throughout the Mediterranean world, controlling the most profitable trade routes in the world at that time, and wars broke out with almost all powerful opponents.

Even the distinguished and prominent Eastern Roman emperors sometimes had to bow to them and allow them to have concessions and trade privileges in Constantinople.

Even though the Ottoman Empire rose strongly and frightened the whole of Europe, Venice never surrendered, but fought the Turks many times, repeatedly defeating the ambitions of the sultans.

However, all the splendor will eventually come to an end. The Republic of Venice, which seemed to be able to remain strong forever, has also inevitably declined together with the Mediterranean world amidst changes in the world economic trend, and finally withdrew from the stage of world history.

Even after its decline, it couldn't even do it alone - as Napoleon marched into northern Italy and swept all the way, the ancient Republic of Venice finally lost its independence.

It was first occupied by the French, and then given to Austria by the French as a trade item, becoming an integral part of the Austrian Empire.

At this moment in 1833, apart from the exquisite buildings left over from the heyday, where else can we see the wealth and splendor of this city-state across the world?

Perhaps because of the care, the convoy arrived outside St. Mark's Square without any obstacles, and then the passengers inside got out of the carriage one after another.

Most of these passengers were dressed as servants and guards, and they clustered next to a young couple.

This young couple seemed to be in their twenties. The man had blond hair and was handsome;

Madame, with her curly hair in the fashion and a velvet yarmulke on her head, looked curiously about Piazza San Marco as soon as she got out of the carriage.

"It's so beautiful..." After a while, she couldn't help sighing. "Venice is such a beautiful city."

Then, she turned her head and looked at her husband with a happy face, "Honey, what do you think?"

"I think it's pretty good too." The young man just glanced a few times, then nodded and answered, even a bit perfunctory.

The lady noticed her husband's absent-mindedness, so her smile couldn't help but froze.

"What's the matter? Eggron? We were finally able to travel, why are we so unhappy?"

"Probably because this journey is a gift." The young man showed a slight sneer, and then answered in a slightly mocking tone.

"I'm sorry..." She apologized softly and hugged her husband's arm tightly, "I should have fought for you harder, Aegron, please forgive me..."

This couple is naturally the young couple Aigron and Teresa.

Although the two of them are still very young, they have been married for seven years since they officially married in 1826.

It is often said that after seven years of marriage, the original relationship between the couple will gradually fade away. However, this couple has broken this common law. Even though they have given birth to several children, the warmth between them has been kept fresh. There is tenderness and sweetness between them.

Especially for Teresa, the family has become the central axis of her whole life. She goes all out to create a more comfortable living environment for her beloved husband so that he can concentrate on writing on paper and pen. talent.

The husband and wife traveled together, which was the result of her application to Prime Minister Metternich through her father's relationship-this was the first time they traveled away from Vienna after they got married.As for their children, they are naturally left with their grandparents to take care of them, and they will not interfere with their journey.

Out of political concerns, although the Austrian government agreed to their travel request, they were not allowed to leave the country, and they had to send "guards" to escort them all the way, so Teresa decided to take Venice as a journey after much deliberation. destination.

During the negotiation between the two parties, Egron and Metternich had a very unpleasant quarrel, and Teresa couldn't help but feel a little frightened in the middle. Fortunately, the two sides made concessions in the end, and the journey was finally able to proceed.

For Teresa, this is naturally a joyous journey, after all, she has always been full of affection for this city, and the description of it in the book fascinated her; and perhaps because of the quarrel with Metternich Because of this, Aigron was a little depressed along the way, and he was not happy until he arrived in Venice today.

Seeing Teresa crying, Aegron couldn't help but feel soft, and he comforted his wife in a low voice.

"Teresa, I don't blame you, I just know a fact - although I am the emperor's grandson, although I am the Duke of Reichstedt of the Empire, although I married a princess, I will always be Bo Mr. Naba, I will not be your own."

"What do you mean by 'you'?!" Teresa protested softly, "It should be 'us'! I am also a Bonaparte now..."

"Well, except you." Aigron shrugged and apologized to Teresa, "Those people don't treat me as their own, and my self-esteem doesn't allow me to bow my head to flatter them, so that's it, I would be happy to be a spectator of an empire... I would like to see how long their good life can last."

"Aigron, don't be discouraged. You and I are still so young, and we still have a long, long time, long enough for those who are malicious to you to leave." Teresa comforted her husband, "Finally One day people will forget everything that came before, and recognize your talent and how sublime your dignity is..."

"Maybe there will be such a day, but I don't really care about it. It's enough for me to have you and the children by my side." Aigron replied casually, "Teresa, don't worry about me, you finally came here for a while." Just go and have fun, it’s really beautiful here.”

"It's very beautiful, it's in line with my imagination, I feel that I will be able to go shopping, and I'm already looking forward to it..." Teresa replied with a smile on her face, and then she suddenly changed the subject, "But... ...Aigron, its beauty is meaningful only when you are watching it with me, otherwise what is the difference between it and the ruins of Babylon?"

After she finished speaking, she stood on tiptoe and kissed her husband on the cheek.

Then she blushed slightly and looked at the young man in front of her. "If you're not happy, I'm not happy either."

Looking at his wife's face, Aigron was immediately moved.

All the unhappiness, grievances and anger accumulated during this period disappeared in an instant.

Yes, there are people in this world who will love me unconditionally and tolerate me.

As long as there is such a one, it's worth it.

So he didn't regret his original decision, and decided to stick to it.

So, he hugged Teresa, and then kissed her like no one else.

The servants and tourists around him all looked sideways.But he didn't realize it.

After a while, the lips of the two separated again, and at this time, Teresa's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

But the rippling look in her eyes was enough to reveal the excitement in her heart.

"I love you." She said it again.

Then, the two visited St. Mark's Square together.

Soon the tide began to rise and flooded the ground of St. Mark's Square, so they walked onto the arch bridge together and continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

However, soon, they received an invitation from the Governor's Mansion.

So they took a small boat, walked through the dense water network of Venice, and drifted towards the Governor's Palace.

After 1815, with the collapse of the Napoleonic Empire, Austria recaptured the Lombardy region centered on Milan, and established the Lombardy-Venetian Kingdom on its own Italian territory, with the Austrian emperor as the head of state.

Although Lombardy and Venetia were merged into one country, in fact, the two regions still had their own parallel governments, and the Austrian royal family sent a governor to supervise the operation of the kingdom.

The current governor is Grand Duke Rainer.

He is the No.12 child of the former Emperor Leopold II, and naturally the younger brother of Emperor Franz and Grand Duke Karl. Since 1818, he has been staying in the Kingdom of Lombardy-Venice as the governor, representing The Emperor of Austria ruled over this part of Italy.

As the governor, he usually stays in Milan with his family, but sometimes he also comes to Venice to perform official duties. Today, because of the couple's arrival, Archduke Reiner received them as a matter of course.

It didn't take long for them to follow the waterway to the magnificent Doge's Palace in Venice. In the distant past, this place was once the political center of the Republic of Venice, and decisions that affected the whole of Europe were made here.

Even today, when Venice has declined and become a province of Austria, the Governor's Palace is still magnificent enough.

Grand Duke Reiner, who had been waiting here for a long time, received the couple cordially.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the Bonaparte family, he respected his elder brother, Grand Duke Karl, so it was naturally impossible to neglect his elder brother's daughter and son-in-law.

The Aigrons were treated with great courtesy and had lunch with the governor.

After finishing their lunch, they resumed their sightseeing tour.

First of all, they will naturally go to St. Mark's Basilica not far from the Doge's Palace. This building is the condensed product of the entire glorious history of Venice. It is also decorated with artistic treasures from Byzantium, which are part of the spoils brought back by the Venetians.

The walls and domes of the church are covered with magnificent golden mosaics, which is also the architectural style that Venice has absorbed from Byzantium. The magnificent golden altar and the gems inlaid everywhere make the couple open their eyes. vision.

The two watched and chatted as they walked, and they were both satisfied with their first long trip in many years.

Aigron walked silently along the church corridor, until after a while, he stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter, Eggron?" Teresa asked curiously.

"It's nothing..." Eggron shook his head, and then replied, "I'm going to make things easier."

Then, he told Teresa to stay where he was, and then walked along the other side of the corridor to the bathroom, and just as he passed a room, there was a soft sound inside.

Aegron immediately opened the door and walked in.

This is a confessional room, the light is very dim, it is obviously a place where believers usually come to confess and repent with the priest.

At this time, there was a person staying in the room. She was wearing a nun's costume, and her face was somewhat blurred.

Aigron looked at each other quietly, then walked in front of her.

"Chanel, it really is you—" he was a little surprised, and expressed emotion.

That's right, this is his former maid, Chanel.

After he decided to marry Teresa and stay with her forever in Austria, Chanel was hit like a catastrophe. She tried her best to persuade Aigron to change her mind and not to give up her destined love for a mere princess. great cause.

But Aigron had made up his mind and would not change anything.

Desperate Chanel bid farewell to Aigron, she hoped to go to other places to find opportunities for the restoration of the empire, Aigron agreed to her request, and gave her a large gift of money to send her away.

From that day on, Aigron cut off all ties with the empire, and from now on he only lived for himself.

There was no news of Chanel, but he did not expect to meet her in Venice today.

When he saw her gesturing to him in the church just now, he thought he was dazzled, but he decided to take a look, and it turned out to be her.

Aigron carefully looked at Chanel in front of him.

She is still so pretty, but maybe because of traveling outside and experiencing for a long time, her face is a little more determined and calm.

At this time, she looked very excited, and her blue eyes were filled with tears.

"Your Majesty... are you alright?" she asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm... not bad." Aigron nodded, and then asked the other party, "Is everything that happened today a coincidence? Did you really come to Venice to become a nun?"