Eagle's Glory

Undoubtedly, this was a very vile and shameless story, but instead of being filled with righteous indignation, he felt in his heart that Morcerf was really ruthless and decisive in doing things, and he had that admirable demeanor.

However, if this matter is made public, it will definitely have an extremely bad impact on the earl's reputation.

And judging from the count's reaction, he should hate Count Morcerf very much.

Therefore, Bowang also made a look of righteous indignation.

"Is it true, Monsieur Count?" he asked angrily.

"I guarantee it on my honour," replied Edmond Dantès.

"I really didn't expect that! That guy looks like a heroic soldier, but he turned out to be a shameless traitor, a man who betrayed his benefactor..." Bowan cursed while paying attention to the Earl's reaction, "But Mr. Earl, you Why do you know all this?"

"You should have heard of the newly established Principality of Ioannina, right?" Edmund asked.

"Of course I have. That is the great achievement of the Duke of Reichstedt." Bowan replied immediately, "According to him, he made a little girl a queen."

"That little girl, the girl in the story I just told you, the poor pasha's granddaughter, was gifted by Count Morcerf. Out of the sea of ​​suffering, she will always remember the favor that Earl Morcerf bestowed upon her..." Edmund continued to sneer.

That's it!

Bowang understood all this.

If the Count's story is true, then Count Morcerf was the enemy of Queen Ioannina.In other words, he must also be the enemy of the Bonaparte family. This guy must have never thought that the little girl who was sold as a slave would have a day of turning around, right?Fate is really mysterious.

And the count is so familiar with this story, which further proves that he must be the favorite of the King of Rome.

But now, Bowang needs to weigh which side to choose.

Count Morcerf on one side and the Bonaparte family on the other is not a multiple-choice question at all.

You have to choose between the royal family and Bonaparte. What kind of thing is Morcerf?

"I understand...Count Morcerf is really shameless." Bowan sneered, "Then, Mr. Count, what do you plan to do with him? To avenge Her Majesty the Queen?"

"No, I don't want to do anything right now." Edmond Dantès shook his head, "I just want to know some information about him from you, the more the better."

Is it to be left to the Queen to settle it?Bowan made his own understanding.

But this has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't care. In his eyes, Earl Morcerf has no value, and it is not worth pouring any more resources into it.

"It stands to reason that we shouldn't disclose the client's information, but...in my opinion, justice is more important." After pretentiously weighing for a moment, Bowan agreed to the earl's invitation, "Sir, I can send Morseff I will tell you the information about the earl's dealings with us, as well as the details of his account."

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Edmond Dantès' eyes, he smelled the smell of the blood of the enemy, he was about to bite off the opponent's throat, bite a few times fiercely, and devour the flesh and blood in it, Vent the hatred in my heart.

Before that, patience is needed, patience for the time being...

"Thank you for your help, sir. I hope that you will continue to communicate with Earl Morcerf normally. Please forget all the stories I told you just now." He urged the other party.

"I understand." Bowan nodded and agreed, "My wife has a good relationship with Countess Morcerf, and I can get some information through her."

"How is the Countess of Morcerf?" Edmund asked abruptly.

Bowang was stunned, he didn't expect the count to ask this question.

"I haven't talked to her in depth, so I don't know how she is, but she seems to be depressed all the time. After having a son recently, she looks better." Bowang answered the other party truthfully, "However, The gloomy look didn't make her old, but it made her more dignified, she's such a beauty..."

At this moment, Bowan suddenly noticed that the excitement in the earl's eyes disappeared, and his eyes became frighteningly gloomy.

"Their son?" Edmund asked in a low voice.

"Well, although they have been married for several years, they only recently had a son whose name seems to be Albert..." Although Bowang was a little puzzled, he still answered.

Edmund clenched his fist so tightly that his nails pierced into the palm of his hand, making him ache, but even that was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

The beloved fiancée married another woman because of a cruel joke of fate, and had children... This kind of thing is a painful blow to anyone.

Because of this, he hated those enemies even more because they took everything from him, made his old father sick and hungry, and died alone, and let his fiancée fall into the trap of a schemer in a daze, marry and have children with him!

What kind of revenge is needed to wash away this shame and hatred? !

He hasn't imagined how to revenge them, but he swears it must be a cruel thing in the world.

Not only would he die, but he would also be ruined and lose everything, so that he could feel a little bit more at ease.

But Mercedes, what about her?What about her son?Are they enemies too?Should they be treated as such?

Edmund asked himself blankly, but couldn't get an answer.

He recalled the past. His Majesty asked him how he should treat Mercedes and her child. He replied at that time that if there was a day of revenge, he would choose to treat them kindly, because the child also had Mel. The blood of Setesse.

And, what would Mercedes do if the child was killed too?She must be heartbroken.

Now that he questioned himself, he realized that he really couldn't do this kind of thing to Mercedes.

Only then did he realize that Bowang had been examining himself curiously.

"Sorry, I was distracted." He couldn't help apologizing, and then managed to find a reason for himself, "I think that although Count Morcerf is a heinous bastard, his wife and children are not guilty, so there is no need to think of a way How to deal with them."

"I think so too." Bowang acted deeply. "Well, we've settled it. Give me some time, and I'll write you the details about Count Morcerf. I don't know where your address is?"

Edmond Dantès picked up a pen and paper, wrote down the address of the mansion he bought and handed it to the other party.

He was distraught at the moment, but he still maintained his composure, and then bid farewell to Bowang and left.

After walking down the bank building, he was in the midst of busy traffic in Paris, full of hurried pedestrians and carriages everywhere, the busy atmosphere, and the overflowing material desires, finally washed away the anger and loneliness in his heart, and let him regain his senses. The spirit lifted.

He raised his head and looked at the sky above him, and the Supreme Lord who was hidden behind the clouds. "Lord, maybe the hate will make me unrecognizable, but I hope I'll remember who I was!"　　

104, elder

After visiting the Bank of Poncena, Edmond Dantès quietly returned to his residence.

Logically speaking, his harvest today far exceeded expectations, but he was not happy at all, and was even a little bit lost.

He learned about the recent situation of Fernand and Mercedes from Mr. Bowan. No matter from any aspect, their marriage can be called "happy" in the eyes of outsiders. Fernand incarnated as Earl of Morcerf , soared in the army, Mercedes also turned into a noble lady, and they also had a son recently...

There's no bad news like "your enemy is doing well and you're just watching".

He kept asking himself, what did Mercedes think of her current family and her current marriage?Can the fiancée who loved him in the past accept his reappearance and his brutal revenge on her husband?At the moment when he can appear in front of her, what kind of attitude should he face her?

All kinds of thoughts came flooding in, but he was at a loss what to do.

He can stab someone else's chest with a sharp sword, and he can face the sharp sword pierced into his own chest calmly, but he doesn't know if he can stand up to the sad and crying eyes of Mercedes.

But no matter what, he must take revenge, even if he is regarded as an enemy by Mercedes, because he must get a fair compensation for the injustice he suffered and the death of his father. In a sense, revenge is his life. down the meaning.

Even if the price is to break with Mercedes, he must finish this matter.

Yes, justice must be done!

His gaze became firm again, and he resumed his usual calm pace.

The mansion he is currently living in was found by Alice after some selection. It is located at the junction of the sixth district and the seventh district, which is on the edge of the wealthy district.The mansion itself is not ostentatious, it is in line with his status as a rich foreigner, and the surrounding is quiet, and few people disturb him.

In addition to finding accommodation, Lady Alice helped him hire two servants and a cook, in keeping with his status.However, the personal servant who really took care of him was sent by Alice from her own home.

The servants left in the house of the Marquis de Treville are all veterans who fought with the general back then. There is no problem with their loyalty and cohesion. Only by putting him beside the count as a consultant in Paris, can the general and Alice rest assured.

Edmund Dantès did as he pleases, let Mrs. Alice arrange, and handed over all the chores to the personal servants sent by Mrs. Alice. He was already familiar with it, so he strictly followed all his orders, which made his life a lot easier.

Not far from his residence is the Invalides and the museum, and he sometimes goes for a walk to pass the time and admire the surrounding buildings and scenery.

But today he was tired, and when he got home he just wanted to lie down and rest.

But as soon as he came to the bedroom, the personal servant who played the role of butler knocked on his door.

"Sir, the general is here to visit you." He whispered at the door.

Edmund Dantès, who was originally tired, suddenly regained his spirits, and immediately stood up from the bed.

In order to avoid suspicion and reduce the risk of exposure, the general seldom contacted him, let alone visited him. However, his personal visit today meant that there must be something very important.

He is also so happy that only by devoting all his energy to His Majesty's career can he forget the pain of the past and the fear of the future.

Soon, he came to the reception room, and General Treville was also brought to the reception room by his servants.

To Edmund's surprise, there was another person following the general.

This person was wearing casual clothes and a top hat on his head. Because the brim of the hat was pressed down so low that his face could not be seen clearly, but judging from the wrinkles on the lower half of his face and the short hair exposed under the hat, he should be old .

Edmund immediately understood that this person must be an important person, and he must be a supporter of the Bonaparte family, otherwise the general didn't need to bring him here to meet him.

However, even if he guessed it, he didn't ask, but waited for the general to introduce him himself.

"Long time no see, General." Edmond Dantès greeted the Marquis de Treville first.

"Long time no see, Count." The Marquis de Treville nodded to Edmund, "Are you still used to living here?"

"I am very satisfied, thank you Mrs. Alice for choosing a good place for me." Edmund Dantès replied, "I am also very satisfied with the convenience provided by the servant you sent here. He is professional and alert. It can be seen that you have a good command."

General Treville was a little proud of being praised by the earl, "You are flattering, this is what we should do."

Then, he looked at the silent person behind him, and introduced to him, "This is the Count of Monte Cristo, the special envoy sent by His Majesty."

Then he introduced the person to Edmund, "Count, I want to introduce you to a very important and highly respected person. He once served as the vice-chairman of the Bonapartist Club when the late emperor abdicated. Not only was he a passionate and experienced warrior, but he was also a calm, pragmatic thinker with a profound insight into the political situation in France, and he is a living legend."

After listening to this exaggerated introduction, Edmond Dantès couldn't help but widen his eyes.

If ordinary people were like this, he would only think it was a joke, but he knew that General Treville's character was serious and blunt, and he almost never exaggerated his words, and if he introduced someone so exaggeratedly, it must show that this person is not trivial.

He immediately stood up straight, and then looked at each other.

"You are exaggerating too much, general, I am just a survivor who survived the catastrophe." The visitor spoke to the other two in a gentle tone.

Then he took off his hat and bowed to Edmond Dantès. "My lord, it's a pleasure to meet you, please help me convey my respect to His Majesty!"

Edmund immediately concentrated his attention and studied the gentleman carefully.

He seems to be in his early 60s. His hair used to be black, but now it is gray, but his black eyes are still sharp; his face is full of wrinkles, but it can still be seen that he used to be a handsome man ; but he was tall and strong, well maintained for his age, and seemed to have a lot of energy, ready to do something great at any time.

However, at this time, he was amiable and did not show any aggressiveness.

"This gentleman is the Marquis of Noirtier." The Marquis of Treville formally introduced Edmund.

Marquis Noirtier?

Edmund Dantès retrieved his memory, and it seems that he has never heard of this character, but it is strange that he has a vague impression in his mind.

Could it be that he had heard about this person from His Majesty or someone else before?

Edmund didn't have time to wonder. From the title of Marquis of Noirtier, he already knew the weight of the other party, so he didn't dare to neglect him at all, and immediately greeted the other party.

"Nice to meet you, Lord Marquis." He stretched out his hand at the same time.

And Noirtier was not polite, and immediately reached out to hold Edmund's hand.

He was very strong, as if he was not a 60-year-old man, and Edmund naturally would not flinch, he just stood up straight like a soldier who was inspected by a general.

"Good! You are a man of integrity." The Marquis Noirtier nodded with satisfaction, and then let go of his hand, "I have heard some news about you, I know you are a warrior, but everything is seen To be honest, after seeing you today, I am relieved that our group has successors, and His Majesty has outstanding talents as assistants, which is really great!"

In just a few words, he revealed his expectations for Edmund and his loyalty to the Bonaparte family business, and Edmond Dantès couldn't help being moved.

"We urgently need elites with prestige and ability like you to contribute to our cause, and I am here for this purpose."

After exchanging pleasantries, the three of them sat down together.

"I think you don't know me very well, because His Majesty was brought to Austria since he was a child, and he has been separated from France for too long, so it is impossible for him to be too familiar with the affairs of the previous generation." Although the Marquis of Noirtier His face was flushed with excitement, but he still spoke calmly, "Please allow me to briefly introduce myself. Before the Great Revolution, I was a hereditary nobleman, but I agreed with the ideals of the Enlightenment, so I once devoted myself to the revolution. 1789 I stood on the side of the Third Estate in the struggle of the year, and later I cheered the birth of the Republic; but... the radical and tragic bloodshed that followed made me gradually feel that the revolutionary cause was out of control. A little wary, I joined the Girondins against the radicalism of the Montagne, and I opposed the execution of Louis XVI, though I did not like the traitor; I disliked Robespierre and the Jacobins, and They also wanted to kill me, and in the end I had to flee Paris to avoid them.

On the way to escape, I witnessed the riots and massacres in various places. I was very worried but I could do nothing. Into a precarious situation!Fortunately, at that time, God sent us Napoleon, he gave us order and prosperity, and led us to the pinnacle of national honor with victory after victory!He recruited me when he re-established order in France, and I immediately threw myself under his command, and to this day I am honored to have served him, having given all my brains and energies to the Empire, and I Watching it go to the top. "

"Yes, the Marquis of Noirtier was one of the core figures of the Senate at that time, and he also served as the inspector of the governors of the provinces, and made an indelible contribution to the restoration of order in various places." The Marquis of Treville interjected, "However, his greatest contribution was when he led an underground organization in Paris during the Hundred Days Dynasty in 1815, and made a major contribution to taking over Paris and maintaining order in Paris after His Majesty's restoration."

"It's nothing more than an insignificant contribution." The Marquis of Noirtier shook his head, as if a little sad, "I have tried my best to revive the empire, but in the end I can only watch it fall again under the blow of fate." Ashes! It broke my heart so much, and I haven't been in a good state of mind since then... Fortunately, fate has finally favored us again! We have a new, energetic, and resourceful leader! The fate of the Bonaparte family is still alive!"

Because of the excitement, the eyes of the Marquis Noirtier seemed to be bloodshot, with a chilling light, "One day, we will be able to settle all the regrettable and painful tragedies that happened before! Rob Neither Speer's guillotine nor Bourbon's iris can bring stability to this country, only we can lead this country forward."

"You're so right." Edmund Dantès was fascinated by it, and couldn't help knocking on the table lightly, echoing the other party's words.

Then, Edmond Dantès continued to chat with the other party and asked about some past events.

After all, Edmund was just a young sailor back then, and he was imprisoned for more than ten years. He knew almost nothing about the superstructure and political life of France. The Marquis of Noirtier was different. He had always been active in the center of politics, almost Participating in or witnessing every major event in those years is simply a living history of those 30 years.

He was also very friendly to Edmund, he knew almost everything, and even carefully explained some inside stories to him.

What impressed Edmund the most was his calm and gentle demeanor, the demeanor of "although he was in a difficult situation but never discouraged", he seemed to be a man who did great things.

"I have seen the king, and I have talked and laughed with Robespierre. When the emperor was alive, I also received his medals. I have seen the glory and demise of the kingdom, and I have also witnessed the glory and demise of the republic and the empire. , There are not many things in the world that can surprise me." The Marquis of Noirtier smiled at Edmund with a little pride, "However, I can't beat time after all, the future belongs to the younger generation like you after all. My dear, Earl. I only hope that while I am still alive, I can use the rest of my experience as your reference and witness His Majesty's victory... so that I can die without regret."

"Your Majesty told me that this day will definitely come, and it won't be too late." Edmond Dantès hurriedly said, "Master Marquis, Your Majesty still needs an elder like you to advise us and appease all parties. , and please take care of yourself."

"I will live until the day I see Your Majesty, don't worry." The Marquis of Noirtier replied with a smile, "Count, where is your native place?"

"Marseille." Edmond Dantès blurted out.　　

105, open and aboveboard

"Marseilles."