Eagle's Glory

"Have you ever kissed Teresa?"

This question was caught off guard, so that Aigron hesitated for a moment, and his hesitation also allowed the Grand Duke to confirm the truth.

"She took the initiative..." Seeing the Grand Duke's suddenly fierce expression, the young man quickly defended himself.

"You bastard!" Archduke Karl's eyes flashed with anger, "You seduced Teresa, how dare you make excuses?"

"The two Highnesses are too young, and they can't help themselves when they get along. This is unavoidable..." Fortunately, the earl who was at the side was smart and quickly smoothed things over, "Let's go in first, Your Highness."

"I really don't understand why she treats you so well." Grand Duke Karl glared at the young man indignantly, "Anyway, if you dare to offend her, I won't spare you."

And Aigron could only face it with a calm smile.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the earl led the way, and then brought both the Grand Duke and Aigron into the church.

The seats on both sides of the church were already full of people. Archduke Karl and Egron walked from the aisle in the middle to the innermost altar, and were quietly watched by everyone along the way.

Grand Duke Karl has long been used to the feeling of being noticed by everyone, so his face is expressionless, while Aigron maintains a decent dignity relying on his natural calmness.

Several people walked to the altar.

As time came to the scheduled moment, the funeral officially began.

First the funeral mass is read by the parish priest.

"May God open the gate of heaven for her so that she can return to her hometown: there is no death there, only eternal happiness!" the priest in sacrificial attire spoke in a solemn tone.

"Amen!"

Archduke Karl and Egron, as well as the people in the seats, responded at the same time.

Then, the priest continued to read.

"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. May the love of the Father, the grace of Christ, and the communion of the Holy Spirit be with you...

...Lord, on the day of the burial of your servant Augusta, we offer this sacrifice of atonement to you; if she still has the blemish of sin, or the stain of humanity, forgive her mercifully, and cleanse her she.All the above are in Christ our Lord. "

The long series of prayers were slowly finished amidst the many "Amen" responses from the crowd.

Then, Egron and Archduke Karl completed the necessary ceremonial links in the mass, such as the speech, offering gifts and receiving the Holy Communion, which also brought the funeral mass to the end.

Although not all expressed condolences, everyone expressed solemn expressions and said nothing, expressing their condolences for the bereaved family in this way.

While reading the eulogy, Aigron looked at the coffin on the altar expressionlessly.

The people lying in it, no matter what fame they had or how many joys and sorrows they had during their lifetime, are now ignorant and ignorant, and can only wait for burial, and eventually turn into loess.

Funerals have nothing to do with the dead, they have always been held for the living.

The living should use rituals again and again to free themselves from the fear of death, or—to give death a meaning and comfort themselves.

But does death really make sense?

As far as his personal worldview is concerned, of course it does not exist.

All glory has nothing to do with the individual after death, and can only be striven for during life.

Time is short, although he is only a teenager now, the time left for him is only a few decades.

So we must seize every moment and work hard for the goal of our dreams - and only in this way can we live up to this brand new life.

Standing on the altar, he glanced down the stage with a calm but indifferent gaze, trying to find a face that he had only seen once, but which he had already engraved in his heart.

He patiently looked at them one by one, devoting all his attention to them, while his body seemed to be dominated by another program, and he followed the priest's prayers in a daze.

He has already learned to separate what he thinks from the real world.

So... my dear cousin, are you out of the gate, or are you already in it?

Eggron finally found the answer.

He found a young man in the crowd, who just happened to look up at him at this moment.

So the two young men looked at each other amidst the eulogy of the funeral.

The young man is now standing at the door of the church. He is wearing casual clothes, holding a pen and paper in his hand, and wearing a pair of glasses. He looks like he is trying to record something on paper at the moment—he looks like a reporter from a newspaper .

Very good, Eggron nodded slightly to him.　　

102. Interview

Seeing the young man's subtle gesture, the young man on the opposite side also nodded slightly.

After confirming each other's eyes, they looked away tacitly.

The small turmoil subsided quickly, and the funeral continued as normal.

Aigron participated in the entire mass ceremony, and then the funeral also came to the burial link.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the coffin was removed from the altar, then carried out of the church, and loaded onto the hearse that had already been prepared.

People moved with the hearse and finally came to the cemetery not far from the church.

The Earl's family walked to the hearse, ready to lift the coffin from above.

Aigron walked up to Count Dietrichstein, who had a mournful face.

"Sir, take a rest, let me help your mother's coffin."

"Your Highness?" the count was a little surprised, "You...you don't have to..."

"It's nothing, I'm young and strong, and I should do more for you." Aigron interrupted him, "Just take a rest."

Seeing that His Highness was so kind, the Earl couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Thank you for giving me such an honor, Your Highness... I will never forget your favor today."

After speaking, he stepped aside, and Aigron filled in.

Then, he sank down, and together with the Earl's family members, he lifted the coffin from the hearse.

When the heavy coffin was pressed on his shoulders, his waist could not help but sink, but he was young and strong after all, so he quickly got used to it, and together with other coffin bearers, he carried the coffin to the Above the prepared tomb.

Then, they lowered their shoulders together, and then gently lowered the coffin into the grave.

The family members looked at the coffin, shed their last tears, and then started filling the soil again, while Egron retreated into the crowd in good time, allowing the family members to express their condolences.

"Well done, you showed due dignity and kindness in front of other people." Grand Duke Karl praised him in a low voice, "I don't know if you did it intentionally but sincerely, but it doesn't matter, you Truly a people-pleaser."

"Including you?" Aigron asked back.

Archduke Karl turned his head, looked at him like a fool, and then pointed to the tomb in the distance, "Of course not, if it wasn't for my silly girl, I wish I could kick you in too!"

Aegron couldn't help laughing awkwardly.

Indeed, is there even a question?If he didn't think highly of himself, why would he bother with so many things, just don't let Teresa see him again.

It's a pity that I am destined to live up to this good intention.

"Your Highness, there seem to be some reporters here. If a reporter interviews me later, can I accept it?" Aigron continued to ask, "After all, I may attract a lot of attention from the press."

Grand Duke Karl was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Of course, you are going to be noticed after all, and there is nothing wrong with practicing it earlier now—but, Franz, you have always been very smart, so I don't think you need me to remind you what you can say Can't say."

"Of course I distinguish clearly." Aigron nodded with a smile, "I think that even the most picky reporter can only get my loyalty to the Empire and my admiration for you from me—"

"These are not important, what is important is the love for Teresa." Archduke Karl reminded the young people. "You should give an accurate answer in front of the world. Teresa must be the one being pursued."

"...I will." At this time, Aigron could no longer dodge, so he could only nod and promise.

"Very well, let's go." The Grand Duke waved his hand impatiently, indicating that he no longer cared about the young man's behavior.

With a little apprehension, Aigron continued to observe the funeral, and as the mourners refilled the tomb with soil, the funeral itself came to an end.

After the tomb was filled and the tombstone was erected, the priest announced the end of the funeral, and today's ceremony came to an end.

However, for people from all walks of life who attended the funeral, this large-scale social event did not end there.

Some people with status and status came to say hello to Grand Duke Karl, and Grand Duke Karl responded one by one with great patience. He would also say a few more words to people he knew, trying to satisfy the vanity of the other party.

The Duke of Reichstedt, on the other hand, stood obediently beside the Grand Duke, and only spoke a few words when necessary.

Although no one asked what the grand duke and the duke's plans are going to be, everyone who saw this scene also knew each other. It seems that this marriage plan, which has been buzzing in the social world for several months, will soon be announced officially. It's time to announce it.

Because of the extra weight, Aigron's value has also been re-evaluated. There is an endless stream of people who say hello to him, and everyone praises him and greets him with a smile, as if the neglect he received before was just a Like a dream.

Power is such an effective magic that it is enough to move even the gods.

This is just "hoping to become the son-in-law of Grand Duke Karl". One can imagine what a glorious scene he will face if he comes to France one day!

With a longing for the future, Aigron walked into the crowd—he seemed to be wandering aimlessly, but actually approached the target calmly while chatting with people he didn't know.

Finally, his cousin also joined him, and then bowed to the young man, "Your Highness, I am a reporter for the "Vienna Zeitung". May I have the honor to grant you a little time? I think our citizens are very happy." Interested in hearing about your news."

"Of course." Aigron smiled and apologized to the people next to him, and then followed the "reporter" to a secluded corner to accept his short-term interview.

The young man pretended to pick up the pen and paper, as if he was about to record something.

"Are you really a reporter?" Aigron couldn't help asking.

"Of course, the first thing I did when I came to Vienna was to find a job in a newspaper." The other party nodded, "Having the name of a reporter doesn't seem so strange anywhere."

"It makes sense." Aigron thought about it and thought it was right, and then he quickly got to the point, "How is the preparation going?"

"Everything is going well." The young man's expression became serious, and he nodded gently, "Thanks to the money you gave me, it made our work a lot easier. By the way, we have been walking on the streets of Vienna recently. I ran around in the alleys, and almost found a way to escape."

"So how long will it take? Can it be done before Christmas?" Aigron continued to ask.

"I can't promise, I can't take you at risk." Louis shook his head, and then replied, "It's not long before Christmas, time is too tight."

Aegron frowned, and it seemed that any hope of escape before Christmas had been lost.

Although he is not afraid of taking risks, he also does not want to take risks on this kind of issue. After all, there is only one chance, and he must try his best when the winning rate is the highest.

"Then set the time between Christmas and New Year." Aigron suggested again, "This time period is the most ideal time. Everyone is thinking about the New Year holidays, so they must relax a lot in their thinking."

Louis thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Although there is still some urgency, if you insist, we will go through fire and water for you."

"Very good." Aigron breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my cousin is indeed seriously preparing for his escape.

"Why are you in such a hurry? In reality, you don't seem to be facing a life-and-death situation where you have to escape immediately." Just when he was silent, Louis asked suddenly. "It seems that you are very popular with the Austrians—at least with the Grand Duke. With him covering you, you don't have to worry about anything at all?"

"I also have my own considerations..." Eggron replied with a wry smile.

"You think Her Highness Teresa is too ugly, so you want to run away before the engagement is established?" Louis asked abruptly.

"Of course not! Teresa is very cute." Aigron immediately denied.

"That is to say, you don't want her to be stigmatized as an abandoned wife for no reason?" Louis seemed to understand something, so he picked up a pen to write and draw on the paper, "Our Majesty is really a kind-hearted person."

"Hey, do you really remember?" Aigron frowned.

"I'm just kidding, you don't need to be nervous." His cousin couldn't help laughing, and then unfolded the notes for him to see, there were only some ghostly symbols on it, "But... I'm a reporter after all, I have to write something down A business trip, right? If the higher-ups see that I got lucky and got the chance to interview you but got nothing...I'm afraid I'll be put in a sack and thrown into the Danube."

"Then what do you want to ask?" Aigron asked.

"I'll just remember what you're willing to say, so I don't have to worry about it when I hand over my job." Louis shrugged with a smile.

"Then remember—" Aigron thought for a while, and then spoke again, "I am very proud of having a heroic father, but I also don't agree with the heavy disaster he brought to European countries. I am willing to use My act of goodwill to make up for his fault, and I am also grateful to the Austrian Empire for giving me the opportunity..."

"Then what do you think of France today?" Louis asked again, "Readers must be very concerned about this issue."

"France is a great country, and it is now being ruled by an orthodox royal family with a long history. It is inconvenient for me to make any comments." Aigron replied casually. "But I sincerely wish a better future for this country and its people."

"You talk too closely...too much like a politician!" Louis shook his head and sighed, "I don't think anyone will read it if it's published in a newspaper! Can't you say something interesting?"

"What can I do!" Aegron replied a little irritably, "In my position, can I say whatever I want?"

"Then let's find something less exciting..." Louis thought for a while, and then said, "Why don't you, as an outsider, recommend a play you wrote recently? I think it's more life-like. "

"That's not bad." Aigron relaxed now, and then said a lot of literary reviews about his work, saying that although this work has various problems, it is still a rare recent work. Excellent work, I hope that the author named "Franz-Memmingen" will continue to work hard and write better works in the future.

It does feel a bit weird to boast about yourself in the third party.

"That's good! Now the newspaper won't blame me for not taking advantage of the opportunity." Louis nodded in satisfaction, and then he suddenly remembered something, "Would you like to talk about the matter between you and Her Majesty Teresa?" Sentence? After all, the readers of the newspaper must be most concerned about this kind of thing..."

Aigron recalled the exhortation of Grand Duke Karl just now.

"These are not important, what is important is the love for Teresa."

It is conceivable that if there are no similar words in the following news reports, then Grand Duke Karl will definitely not be happy.

So Aigron thought about his wording.