Eagle's Glory

"It's okay...I'm fine." Edmund replied in a trembling voice.

Agnes' face became very strange, as if she was saying, "Why are you acting so brave at this time?".

Then she turned her head and looked at the teacher reproachfully, "Teacher, is it interesting for you to bully people like this? He is my friend, and I want to avenge him!"

"Okay, stop messing around, if you want to fight with me, there will be opportunities in the future." Bianka interrupted the apprentice, "Let's call it a day, Agnes, come with me, let the count be here Take a break to recover your strength."

After finishing speaking, she ignored Agnes' protest and pulled her directly to her rest room.

"Teacher, what are you doing today? You know that he is not skilled, but you still want to play such a heavy hand. Are you embarrassed?" She complained to the teacher again.

"I approve of him." Bianka interrupted her.

"Huh?" Agnes was a little puzzled.

"Although this man is a bit older and has average skills, he has a bit of backbone and courage after all, and he seems to be relatively self-disciplined. He is a good man—so it's not bad for you to fancy him, I agree."

It took Agnes a few seconds to figure out what the teacher was talking about.

Then, she blushed suddenly, and was so angry that she raised her hand and pointed at her teacher, "What nonsense are you talking about? He's just my friend!"

"Just friends?" Bianka was suspicious, "It's the first time you've brought a man in front of me, shouldn't I think so?"

"You are really old, and you know how to think wildly all day long." Agnes shouted back to her teacher, "Let me tell you, he is really just my friend, I appreciate his personality, and I am happy to help He, but it doesn't mean I have any other ideas... There are many boys who are more powerful than him in the world..."

"Oh? For example?" Bianka seemed to have noticed something, and asked.

Agnes blushed, but at this moment her aggressive expression changed, she just lowered her head and said nothing.

"It seems that there are." Bianka nodded with great interest.

"Who is he and where is he?"

"Stop asking!" Agnes interrupted her anxiously, "I didn't say anything!"

While speaking, she thought of the hateful appearance of that person again, and her heart was suddenly mixed with anger and frustration.

Seeing that Agnes was angry, helpless, and a little bit shy, Bianka also knew something. "It seems that there is really one."

"No!" Agnes retorted loudly, but no matter how she looked at it, she seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"Why don't you go and bring him here?" Bianka asked.

"He's married!" Agnes blurted out.

Then she covered her mouth, regretting that she had said the wrong thing.

"This is not easy, you go to a duel with his wife, as long as his wife dies, wouldn't it be over?" Bianka asked with some doubts. "I think no one will dislike you. As long as his wife is dead, no one will be an obstacle."

Agnes blushed.

"Ah, are you afraid of killing innocent people indiscriminately? That's okay, the teacher is not afraid, after all, it doesn't matter if I help you a little. Tell me where he and his wife are, and I'll just kill her."

"Shut up, old lady!"　　

129. Heart of Compassion

"Shut up, old lady!"

Agnes interrupted the teacher with a roar.

But Bianka didn't have any fear or anger, she just looked at the blushing Agnes with interest, "What? Are you shy?"

Agnes looked at her angrily, as if she wanted to beat the teacher with her eyes.

"It seems that you are really tempted... Hey..." Bianka sighed leisurely, "I'm really curious, who is that guy who can steal my apprentice's heart, since he He's already married, so he shouldn't be too young..."

Bianka frowned, "However, it's not necessarily true. If it's a royal family, they usually get married very early. My apprentice is so beautiful and outstanding, it's only natural for a prince to fall in love with him..."

Bianca just said it casually, but Agnes was terrified when she heard it.

In her own heart, she also had mixed feelings about that nasty young man. She hated his rude actions, but she couldn't forget those memories.

The scene of being forcibly hugged by him when they went out hunting together often appeared in her dreams, which made her extremely annoyed, but she couldn't get rid of it.

But no matter what, she knew in her heart that since he was married, the two of them were destined to have no results.

She had heard that Princess Teresa was pregnant before, and counting the time, it should be near the due date.

She can understand that guy's choice - the Bonaparte family needs a princess to continue their bloodline, especially when they are still coveting the throne, let alone make people doubt their bloodline.

There was luck, helplessness, and sadness, but no matter what, she could accept the result.

"You don't mind my business... Teacher." The anger on Agnes's face slowly disappeared, and then she sighed slightly sadly, "I can handle it myself."

"Really?" Bianka was a little skeptical.

After a while, she nodded again, "Well, since you are so persistent, I won't ask any more questions. Anyway, if you feel like it, tell me who that guy is. I want to see if he is worthy of it." Falling in love with you—the worst thing I can do is to let you vent my anger and let him know what a good girl he has lost!"

"Come on, you may not be able to win him..." Agnes replied angrily.

"Why, is it possible that he is still a master of swordsmanship? This is really rare." Bianka was a little curious, "I am even more curious when you say that. I must weigh him up and see if you are bragging."

"There are so many strong people in this world, isn't it normal for someone to be that powerful?" Agnes asked back, "Even Teacher, you were beaten and injured, and returned home without a feather?"

"You! What a traitor!" When Bianka mentioned her pain, her eyes burst into flames. "It seems that I won't do it if I don't teach you a lesson!"

Agnes chuckled.

"Teacher, don't be impulsive. After all, you have been injured before, and I don't want to take advantage of others. If you want to teach me a lesson, I will accompany you, but it's best to wait until you return to your prime."

"You little girl, your teeth are getting sharper and sharper. I don't know who I learned from." Bianka smiled angrily, and couldn't help reaching out and pinching Agnes's face, "No wonder my sweetheart was raped by someone. I took it away, and I will find a cuter one instead."

"I didn't learn from you, teacher! I'm going to be an old girl for the rest of my life!" Agnes retorted unconvinced.

When the master and the apprentice bickered, although each of them spoke mercilessly, the two of them did not burst out with real anger. Instead, they felt a warm feeling of sympathy for each other.

Bianka withdrew her hand, tidied up her clothes that had been messed up by the competition just now, and then instructed her disciples.

"Agnes, the teacher is not joking. After all, the two of us are mentors and apprentices. We have been in love for many years. I am happy to kill one or two people for you. When do you want me to help you remove obstacles? , just tell me."

"No need! I wouldn't do such a despicable thing! I'd rather not get it, and I can't put down my dignity to steal it." Agnes refused without thinking, "Besides, I've always been so proud, wouldn't it be a joke if I asked someone for help when something happened?"

Bianka could only shake her head helplessly, but she was somewhat relieved.

"I always regretted choosing you instead of your sister, but looking at it now, I didn't choose the wrong person."

"You only know how to judge people by their appearance, I am different from you..." Agnes retorted again.

"Really?" Bianka asked back with a smile, "Then is your sweetheart handsome?"

Agnes was at a loss for words, and could only grit her teeth and answer loudly, "He's not my sweetheart!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha..." Bianka laughed. "I want to meet that guy more and more! Wish I had the chance."

Then, the master and apprentice walked out of the room together and returned to the hall.

At this time, Edmund Dantès also regained his physical strength a little bit. Although his whole body was still in pain everywhere, he could already stand up directly without relying on a sword as a crutch.

Seeing his pale face and trembling body, Agnes felt a little distressed.

"Mr. Earl, are you feeling all right? Shall I go and find you a doctor?"

"It's all right, Miss Agnes." Edmund forced a smile, and then replied in a trembling voice, "I can still bear it. When we go back, I will call the doctor myself, and I don't need to trouble you."

"Sir, you are not an excellent swordsman, but you are a real man." Bianka also walked up to Edmund, and then praised him, "In my opinion, willpower is more important than skill in swordsmanship." Important, although you missed the best study time, but you have the willpower to work hard, as long as you have the heart to use your remaining talents to become a strong swordsman, then you will do it, I congratulate you in advance You."

"Thank you for your compliment, ma'am." Although he knew that the other party was an enemy, Edmund Dantès still felt a little complacent about the other party's compliment.

He doesn't care whether he can become the top swordsman, as long as he is strong enough.

"I don't have much time, and I don't have much patience to give you advice. Just take tonight's confrontation as a lesson. How much you can learn from it depends on your own ability—I think judging from your performance just now, You will definitely improve." Bianka continued to explain to him, "In the future, you can ask Agnes for advice, she is much more patient than me, and will be your good helper."

After finishing speaking, she asked again, "Is it convenient for you to go home now? Do you want to rest with me for a night?"

Edmund knew that this was the most standard social expression, and the real meaning was "you can go" - now that she knew that he was not Agnes' real sweetheart, Bianca had no interest in him either.

So he smiled wryly, "Don't worry, I can walk around, at least there is no problem getting on and off the horse—"

"Don't be brave! Come with me!"

Agnes became impatient, grabbed Edmund's hand involuntarily, and helped him out together.

When going downstairs, Edmund only felt throbbing pains all over his body, almost every step down was a torment, and he was even more grateful for Agnes' help at this time.

"Miss Agnes . . . you are too kind," he said with emotion.

"Don't be too polite. I was the one who brought you here today. In other words, I was also responsible for you being beaten so badly. Since I didn't try my best to prevent you from being beaten, at least I should give you a little help now—" Agnes answered without thinking.

Then, as if she was comforting the earl, she continued, "Also, please don't hate my teacher... She has a weird temper and always does such inexplicable things. It is definitely not aimed at you. And , I can assure you that she has no hostility towards you, on the contrary, she is really optimistic that you can become an excellent swordsman in the future, but there is no way to reach the top... She even feels a little regretful about this, because you are extraordinary talent wasted."

Edmund listened quietly while looking at Agnes' seriously pleading face.

He didn't change his opinion of Bianka because of Agnes' defense, but he was full of respect for Agnes herself.

what a girl...

Mercedes was so kind and simple back then.

Although it seems humiliating to Agnes to compare Mercedes, an orphan girl from a fisherman's family, with a princess like Agnes, but for Edmund, "like the original Mercedes" , is the highest compliment he can find for a girl in his heart.

Although it is a bit ridiculous, this is his obsession.

So he was even more reluctant to let Miss Agnes face that painful choice.

Edmund Dantès couldn't think of a solution for a while, but felt that not only his body was hurting, but his head was hurting too.

"Count? Are you unable to walk?" Agnes noticed Edmund's abnormality, "Then let's take a rest?"

"It's okay, let's go back as soon as possible..." Edmund reluctantly controlled his mind, and then replied in a cold sweat.

It doesn't matter if you can't think of a way now, there are more important things to do first.

With the help of Agnes, Edmund went downstairs, then took her carriage, and returned to Edmund's mansion along the original road.

Although his whole body was in pain, on the way back, Edmund still focused and remembered the way just now.

Once and twice, for him, it is enough to keep this route in mind, and there will be no omissions again.

Agnes didn't say goodbye to Edmund until after she sent him home, "Goodbye, Earl. You should recover from your injuries for a few days, and I will come to visit you later."

"Miss Agnes, do I have a chance to see you again next time?" Edmund asked quickly.

"Do you still dare to see her?" Agnes seemed a little surprised, and then laughed again, "Okay, let me take a look, and if I have a chance, I will tell her again."

"Okay, I'll let you worry about it." Edmund smiled and waved to Agnes, "Goodbye, Miss Agnes."

"Goodbye, sir." Agnes bowed her knees to bid farewell to Edmund, then turned and left.

Seeing her leaving back, Edmund was smiling on the surface, but he was deeply moved in his heart.

Your Majesty has a grudge against Bianka, and Bianka is Miss Agnes's teacher, so if Agnes knows everything about it, she will definitely be caught in a dilemma. No matter what the outcome is, she probably doesn't want it to see.

So, either hide it from her from the beginning to the end, so that she doesn't know it all.

Or find a way to ask His Majesty to show mercy and leave Bianka alive.

Both of these solutions were difficult and dangerous, and a slight carelessness would cost him forever the respect and friendship of Agnes, or make him a disloyal minister with His Majesty.

Neither of these were the results he wanted to see.

It can be said that for him, this can be regarded as walking on thin ice.

But even so, he wanted to give it a try, not for anything else but for Miss Agnes' respect and help to him.

He struggled with his aching body, returned to the study, and patiently wrote his monthly report to His Majesty.

In this report, he wrote exactly how he met Bianka and was severely "taught" by Bianka afterwards, and also analyzed Bianka's character and way of acting, even He also drew a sketch showing the location of Bianka's residence - he knew that these things would definitely make His Majesty appreciate his achievements in the past month.

Of course, Edgar's painting was attached to the report.

Even without considering the murderous intent contained in it, this is a work of artistic value.

After writing the letter in a special secret language, Edmund carefully sealed the envelope and stuffed it into a special box.

Then, he called the servant arranged for him by the Marquis de Treville to him.

Because they have been together for a while, Edmund is already familiar with him, and the situation between the two of them has become more and more smooth.

"Send this letter out." After seeing the servant, Edmund ordered him directly.

Then he pointed to a painting next to him, "Also, send this painting along with the letter."

The servant looked at the painting subconsciously, and was shocked to find that there were his mistress and her sister in it.

But he didn't dare to ask more questions, and immediately withdrew his suspicious gaze.

Logically speaking, oil paintings can be rolled up and taken away, but because this painting has just been created and has not yet dried out, it cannot be taken away in this way, so he simply took the frame down directly, and then put it together Enclosed in a large box.