Eagle's Glory

This time, he was using the knowledge he had just learned. Although he was calm on the surface, he had been secretly observing the surrounding blocks and routes, and while memorizing in his heart, he was also estimating the specific location of the house.

He has always been a cautious person, and he knows that there is always only one opportunity, and if he misses it, it means that he has failed His Majesty's trust, so he must be very energetic, and there must be no omissions.

While he was concentrating on his thoughts and pretending to be chatting with Agnes, the carriage slowly slowed down and stopped.

Agnes got out of the carriage with Edmund.

Edmund looked up, and it was indeed the apartment building he had visited once.

He used the corner of his eye to confirm the surrounding scenery, and then silently confirmed it with the map of Paris in his memory.

Eventually, he confirmed the exact location of the apartment building.

Great, that's a good start.

Bianka's apartment in Paris is here. As long as she continues to be active in Paris, she won't spend too much time here.

In other words, if nothing unexpected happens, this may even be the place where they will finally have a showdown with Bianka.

He should be preparing for it now.

"What are you dawdling about?" Agnes urged him impatiently, "Don't keep the teacher waiting."

"Sorry, Miss Agnes!" Edmund shuddered, "I'm just... I'm just too nervous, she's a master."

The reason Edmund gave himself was reasonable, so Agnes didn't have the slightest doubt.

"Why, didn't you always tell me that you wanted to see her? Are you backing down now when the situation comes to an end?" She smiled narrowly, "Master Monte Cristo, in my impression, you should not be such a Are timid people right?"

Of course, Agnes's mediocre aggressive method would not make Edmond's blood boil, but he made a bloody look, "You are talking too much, how can I be afraid? I just don't I just know how to pay her respects!"

"Hey, what do you think of my teacher? She has a weird temper. Although she doesn't like rude people, she hates servile and spineless waste even more, so don't be rude in front of her, and don't act like Just bow your knees and show your usual appearance in front of us! Don't worry, although she is more proud, she is not a monster who can't communicate at all—"

In this way, under Agnes' persuasion, Edmund Dantès seemed to muster up his courage, and then the two walked up the stairs together to the door of the room they had been to last time.

Agnes knocked on the door, "Teacher, I brought someone here!"

"Come in." A cold answer came from the room.

Edmund's heart trembled, he cheered up, and carefully engraved this voice in his heart.

Then, Agnes pushed the door open, and Edmund looked in from the door.

Same as the previous display, the hall of the room is very empty, except for the weapon rack, there are only a few chairs, and a tall woman is sitting on the chair.

She was sitting upright, coupled with her stern expression, a fierce temperament rushed towards her face, as if a burst of energy could burst out from her thin body at any time, destroying everything around her.

Edmund Dantès had already seen the appearance of Aigron and Agnes doing it, so he could confirm it almost instantly, this is the bearing of a master...

Even if he had never heard of her before, he would never dare to have any delusions just seeing her like this.

While Edmund was paying attention to her, Bianka was also staring at Edmund, her gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if she was weighing the weight of the foreign earl that this disciple mentioned.

After the two looked at each other for a while, Edmund suddenly came to his senses, then walked quickly into the room, and under Bianka's gaze, he bowed respectfully to the other party.

"Nice to meet you, Master!"

Bianka didn't reply him immediately, but just looked at Agnes with a frown, "Agnes, his skills seem to be average."

"He practiced swords very late, of course he is not as good as you and I who have been trained since childhood." Agnes continued, "However, he has his own advantages, his will is strong, and he has That kind of aggressiveness."

"Really?" Bianka asked back, and then looked at Edmund again, seeming suspicious.

Edmund came to his senses now, then he straightened up and looked directly at Bianka again.

"Master, although I don't know how Miss Agnes introduced me in front of you, please allow me to briefly introduce myself in a few words-I am an unknown Italian who lived an ordinary life but not poor I have never seen anything in the world. Although I have loved to hear stories about heroes since I was a child, I have only cultivated a love for swordsmanship, but have not really put it into practice. However, in recent years, because I inherited After I got my parents' inheritance and a fortune, I decided to look around and see the world. I also wanted to end my past wish and learn swordsmanship. Because of this, I was lucky enough to meet Agnes Miss, and thanks to her for giving me a few pointers... This is a trivial help to her, but it is indeed a great help to me. She can't help but teach me some basic knowledge, and even opened a door for me window, let me see a glorious world full of challenges and dignity..."

Edmund's words can be said to be full of emotion - on the one hand, he had thought up the words beforehand, but on the other hand, they were also from the bottom of his heart. This is indeed how he viewed Agnes.

Telling lies requires half-truths and half-falsehoods to move people, and of course he understands this truth.

Agnes blinked repeatedly and looked at Edmund jokingly, as if to say, "You are more like a Parisian!"

After Bianka heard what he said, she couldn't help but nodded.

"Well, it seems that Agnes still has some ability to see people, so she won't be completely wrong about people. Although you haven't received much training, at least you are pursuing your dreams... It doesn't matter how long it takes to pursue your dreams Evening, that kind of pursuit is worthy of respect in itself."

After she finished speaking, she took another look at Edmund, "Don't keep calling me Master, I don't like this title very much, just call me Ma'am—"

"Okay, ma'am." Edmund quickly responded.

"Also..." Bianka raised her head again, "You should have heard how I took Agnes as my apprentice, right?"

"I've heard of it before..." Edmund nodded again.

"Then you should know that I have only one standard for accepting apprentices, and you naturally don't meet it."

"Yes, I know..." Edmund could only smile wryly.

Bianka has only one standard for accepting apprentices, that is, she must be a girl, and her appearance must pass the test, and she has never even considered other talents...

This proves that he naturally has no chance to become her apprentice.

"You can't be my apprentice, but I can also give you some advice—" Bianka stood up suddenly, then spread her hands, and looked at Edmund sternly, "Come on, Earl!"　　

128, dignity

"Come, Count!"

Bianka's voice was not loud, but it was full of murderous intent.

Although she was no taller than Edmund Dantès, Edmund couldn't help changing his face at this moment, almost suffocated by the ruthless pressure.

Although Bianka didn't have a weapon in her hand at this time, seeing her eyes, Edmund believed that once she made a move, she could definitely kill herself easily.

On the day His Majesty was assassinated, was he facing such pressure... He suddenly thought of this matter.

Then he admired His Majesty even more. He was able to stand in danger in front of such a terrifying person, saved his life in a hurry, and even caused the other party to get hurt a little.

He put aside these distracting thoughts, and then took two steps back, big drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ma'am... what do you mean..."

"You came to visit me, I'm entertaining you, what's the problem?" Bianka replied calmly, "As a host, I should be hospitable to guests. What I am most proud of in my life is my swordsmanship. I don’t know anything else, I think you are interested in me, and it is only because of this reason-so, then I should show you, let you see what you want to see..."

Wait, I admire your sword skills and you are going to attack me?

Edmund Dantès was a little dumbfounded by her logic, no wonder Agnes kept saying that the teacher had a weird temper.

It is not violent or cruel, but has her unique formal logic, which is different from ordinary people and difficult to understand.

But now is not the time for him to be emotional. The question now is, how should he deal with the current situation?

Hands-on with Bianca?What a joke, although His Majesty injured Bianka before, but even so, he is definitely not an opponent.

He had to turn his head to look at Agnes for help.

"Teacher, please let him go." Agnes was quite interesting, and immediately interceded for Edmund, "You said that his skill is very poor, so wouldn't you be bullying him if you shot him? Although the count admires your sword skills, he never said that he would challenge you... After all, a guest came, so don't scare them away."

"Scared away? If you will be scared away, it means that he is nothing more than that. A man with backbone is never afraid of a strong enemy." Bianka sneered, "Sir, you just said that you want to see the world, you Saying you found your dignity, you sounded good, I mean it - so let's test your resolve? There are a lot of people in the world who talk like shit but get cold feet, and I'm not sure if you're one of them Kind of people."

After she finished speaking, she continued to look at Edmund, as if she was asking——Is this all your backbone?

Edmund Dantès suddenly felt some blood rushing.

What he said just now was just a scene, and he just wanted to make up a story to arouse Bianka's interest, but he didn't expect that Bianka took it seriously, and then wanted to "test" himself.

There is no doubt that if he shrinks back, he will be despised by Bianka, and he will never get her attention again.

Also, he didn't want to back down.

He once faced life and death directly in the hail of bullets, and saw people around him die one by one. He had already learned to ignore life and death.

Fear?No more.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to beat Bianka, but even so, he dared to attack her. He fought unrelentingly against this world and never hesitated because he was alone.

"Teacher, the earl is my friend. If you make things difficult for others, I will get angry!" In this tense atmosphere, Agnes became a little anxious, "If your hands are itchy and want to do something, then I will Let's practice with you!"

"Miss Agnes, stop talking." At this moment, Edmund Dantès interrupted Agnes, "Since the lady invites you so kindly, it would be too impolite for me to refuse as a guest. —and, I think, it would be an honor to have the lady test the quality of my will."

"Sir..." Agnes was stunned, "You don't have any chance, it doesn't make sense."

"It doesn't matter." Edmund shook his head. "If you don't dare to draw your sword because you are destined to lose, there will only be bullying bastards left in this world, and there will be no heroes anymore."

Bianka could hear that the earl was secretly mocking herself, but she was not angry, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "It's not so easy for you to call yourself a hero, sir. Not every loser is qualified to say that although he is Defeat is glorious, most people have never experienced the feeling of going all out in their entire lives—"

"Then, let me let you witness it!" Edmond Dantès raised his head and shouted back at the other party, "Maybe I am destined to be defeated by you, but I will never succumb to your will."

Bianka didn't speak any more, just nodded indifferently.

At this time, Agnes couldn't say anything more, she could only sigh helplessly, then went to the weapon rack next to her to get two training swords, and handed them to the two of them.

"Teacher, this is just a guide, don't try too hard!" At the end, she still couldn't help persuading Bianka.

But Bianka didn't notice it, she just held the sword in her hand tightly, and her eyes were all focused on the metal bar.

The original murderous aura was slowly fading, but Edmond Dantès felt that the pressure was even greater, and it was almost difficult to breathe.

But his will was not shaken in any way, and he also picked up the sword without even shaking his hand.

Just like that, the two confronted each other in the wide hall, while Agnes stood on the edge as the referee.

Like the calm before the storm, the flow of time seemed to slow down. Bianka slowly moved her gaze, and then landed on him, as if looking for the opponent's flaw.

"Go!" Agnes yelled.

Bianka took two steps forward with her sword in hand.

Edmund Dantès didn't want to back down, instead he took a step and stabbed Bianca with his sword.

However, when the sword was about to stab Bianka, he felt as if his eyes were dazzled, Bianka flashed sideways, and then he felt a sharp tingling sensation from his knee.

"what……"

Having been stabbed at such a vital point, Edmund inevitably uttered a scream, and then couldn't help but knelt down on one knee.

Bianka didn't make any further moves, but just stood in front of Edmund, frowning slightly, "It's too slow, and the posture of exerting force is not right. Didn't Agnes boast that she taught you a few moves? She taught It's like this? It's a failure."

Agnes blushed, and then argued with the teacher. "I originally wanted to teach well, but it was too late!"

"Yes, I didn't have time to learn it before, and I deeply regret it." Edmund Dantès gritted his teeth, endured the pain, but still stood up unsteadily, "But now, I have the opportunity to face people like you. Such a master... I am very happy, and I am also very proud, just let your horse come here!"

"I will do it without your telling me." Bianka replied indifferently.

Then, after Edmund stood up again, he continued to face the other party again. Although he was a little swaying, the burning fire in his eyes was enough to reflect his indomitable willpower.

However, in the next instant, he was hit on the other knee again, and then let out another scream, and fell to his knees on the ground.

It was only now that Edmund realized that when he fought against Agnes, although he lost very badly, Agnes was already very merciful.

But even so, he still didn't have any flinching or fear. Every time he was knocked down, no matter how painful his body was, he still gritted his teeth and stood up again. He was determined not to let Bianka underestimate him, let alone make people feel Agnes loses face by not knowing people.

In this way, he stood up again and again, insisting on confronting Bianka.

Agnes couldn't bear to watch it from the side. In her opinion, this was not a fight, but a unilateral ravage, without even a glimmer of glory in victory, and it was completely meaningless.

She didn't understand what the teacher was thinking - the teacher was usually so conceited and proud, how could he take pleasure in bullying a person who was powerless to resist?

She wanted to speak out to stop it, but the tenacious will and unyielding determination shown by Edmund Dantès made her only respectful and silent, watching this completely one-sided duel quietly.

Edmund only felt pain all over his body. Although the duel was only used for training swords, it would still hurt if the metal bar hit someone. However, relying on the will he had trained in the past, he kept gritted his teeth and endured it without giving in. No mercy.

The pain inevitably made him feel a little dizzy, but strangely, he found that he was slowly able to see the angle and route of Bianka's sword.

He gritted his teeth, mobilized the little strength in his body, and barely blocked Bianka's attack. As for the counterattack, he could not hope for it at all.

In the blink of an eye, the two swords kept intersecting. Edmund felt his blood surging, but he could only hold on.Just when he was able to catch his breath, he was stabbed in the chest again. He gasped, and then fell to his knees on the ground again.

Looking at Edmund who was panting heavily on the ground, Bianka stopped her hands again, stood beside him, and then nodded slightly, "The talent is very good, and the movements are quite coordinated, but it's a pity... It's too late, I missed the most precious time, hey, I'm doomed not to be able to achieve high achievements in the future."

Edmund vaguely remembered that Agnes had commented on him in the same way before, and he had already accepted the result, so he didn't feel regretful.

He was just curious, because in Bianka's tone, she seemed to be sincerely regretting herself.

That's not like her style.

"Get up...that's it for now." Bianka sighed softly, and then seemed a little less interested.

Then, she walked to the shelf, put the sword back on the shelf, and continued talking. "You say you have dignity and will. I have tested it, and I have seen it—Mr. Earl, you are not just lip service."

Edmund was still confused, but at least he knew that he didn't have to continue being abused anymore, as Bianka had already recognized himself.

He staggered and stood up again, but this time his legs were so painful that he couldn't stand up anymore, so he could barely use his sword as a crutch to support himself on the ground.

"Are you all right, count?" Agnes walked up to him, and looked at him with concern.

How could any man say no at this moment?