Eagle's Glory

Of course, even as it is now, he may soon die in the ice and snow.

The excitement that burned in his blood during the battle had dissipated at this moment. He looked at the teacher standing in front of him speechlessly, with a calm expression, even a little indifferent.

Under his gaze, Captain Foresty knelt down on the ground, breathing in pain, covering his wound.

His hands were soon soaked in blood, and his chest heaved violently because of the pain, but even so, he didn't let out an ugly moan.

As expected, he was a true swordsman, and he refused to lose his dignity even if he was defeated. Aegron couldn't help feeling respectful in his heart.

How can it be possible for two people to have no feelings for each other after they have been together for so many years?

But...that's the price to pay.

"I won." He said quietly.

"Yes, I lost... Your Highness, you defeated me in a head-to-head confrontation." The captain endured the pain, looked up at His Highness and said tremblingly, "In this case, I will keep my promise, you can go... I wish All the best of luck to you in the future, and I hope the price you pay now will prove to be meaningful in the end... in the end."

Aigron didn't walk away immediately, but continued to stand still and look down at him.

He picked up the sword that the captain just used from the ground, then cut a piece of cloth from his own skirt, threw it in front of the other party, and motioned him to bandage it himself.

"I won't say sorry to you, because this is the choice of the two of us—but, Captain, I wish you good luck, I hope you can survive, and I hope we will meet again one day."

Then, he raised his hand, straightened the wig that had been scattered during the duel, and prepared to leave.

"Your Highness...!" Just as he was taking steps, the captain who was on the ground uttered a soft call. "Can you... can you not start a war against Austria?"

Even when you are on the verge of death, can you not forget your motherland?It's really admirable.

Aegron turned his head, and then showed a gentle smile.

"It depends on God's will, but... I hope not."

Then, he turned around and left without the slightest nostalgia.

Everything was thrown behind him, whether it was snow or something else.

When he reached the end of the alley, as he expected, there was a carriage parked here.

He approached the carriage, and soon heard a call full of surprise.

"Your Highness!"

Following this call, the young girl Chanel walked up to him, and said to him with great joy, "You... you finally came here, I thought... I thought something happened..."

Then, she was surprised to find that her master was in an abnormal state at the moment—the skirt was covered with sword marks and blood.

At the same time, Aigron also collapsed and fell to the ground.

The battle just now consumed almost all of his energy. In the midst of the cold wind and heavy snow, he just wanted to sit around the stove and take a good rest.

"Yeah!" she screamed in horror. "Are you okay!"

"It's nothing, Chanel...it's not my blood." Eggron replied with the last of his strength, "I'm just a little tired, help me up to rest."

Chanel hurriedly grabbed his shoulders.

Aegron closed his eyes slightly.

He really needs to rest for a while.　　

112, epilogue

The snow has not stopped overnight, bringing a seemingly eternal tranquility to the capital of the empire.

Snow covered the entire land overnight, turning Schönbrunn Palace into a white fairy tale world.

And in the hazy morning, several carriages galloped in and rushed to the palace.

With the help of his servants, the Imperial Prime Minister got out of the carriage.

He looked tired as if he had been awakened from sleep, but besides the tiredness, there was more anger on his exquisite face at this moment.

A rage that one's own carefully crafted plans were aborted when they were just getting started.

An anger that is out of control and not knowing what the future holds.

"Where is she now?!" With anger, he asked the chief of police who had arrived before him.

"His Royal Highness Sophie is recuperating in her room." The police chief replied in a low voice, "His Majesty was very angry and ordered her not to take a step."

Perhaps it was because he saw that His Excellency the Prime Minister was extremely angry, so he didn't dare to vent his anger, for fear that he would offend His Excellency.

"She can still live in her luxurious suite instead of a prison cell, it only shows that our country is too magnanimous!" Metternich twitched the corner of his mouth, then gritted his teeth and said, "Then, let us go and see This willful, rash, arrogant and stupid lady."

Then, he seemed to think of something, "Has everyone been arranged?"

"Our people have already been dispatched. They will mobilize the police and spies from all over the place to closely investigate the whereabouts of that person. In addition... Please ask His Majesty to authorize them to mobilize the army when necessary."

"Yes, I will explain to His Majesty immediately." Metternich nodded, and then added, "If someone is found and he resists arrest, he can be shot."

"Yes!" The police chief responded. "I'll pass on the order right away."

Metternich raised his head, the snowy sky looked so gloomy, which made people feel heavy.

The old man, who had always thought that the situation was under control, was suddenly at a loss.

"If you have a good life, you have to ask for trouble and cause trouble for everyone, and don't think about where in the world you can be accommodated!" He couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Then, surrounded by everyone, he walked into the palace.

In the dark room, Princess Sophie sat quietly on the sofa, staring blankly at the void in front of her.

Just like in the theater, she is now wearing a plain dress, and her long hair, which was combed carefully every day, is now scattered. The whole person's attire is incompatible with the luxurious furnishings in the room.

At this moment, there were still tears on her face, her eyes were loose and cloudy, and her whole body was full of heartache and despair.

The door was opened, and light from outside leaked in, but she didn't notice it.

Metternich walked into the room, and then carefully looked at the prince and concubine.

The relationship between the two is not good. Sophie's arrogant attitude has angered the authoritarian Prime Minister many times, but at this time he is not in the mood to gloat.

"Where did he go?" he asked directly.

Sophie raised her head, glanced at Metternich, and then looked away uninterestedly, as if she didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

"You are doing a very, very stupid thing, whether it is to yourself or to that person." Metternich suppressed his anger, and then said to her, "You have made an unforgivable mistake, and the empire It has caused serious injuries, and will seriously threaten the life of that Highness—I am not afraid to tell you that I have ordered that when necessary, you can shoot him when he is captured. So now you'd better cooperate with us to bring him down. Bring it back, so that everything will not fall into the worst consequences!"

Sophie lowered her gaze, as if unaware of his harsh words.

Metternich, who was already in a hurry, was even more detonated at this time.

"Arrogant and willful stupid woman! Don't think you can put on airs in front of us!" He frowned and reprimanded sharply, "Because of your willfulness, you have brought so much to yourself, to us, and to the whole of Europe. Don’t you have any self-awareness about the scourge of the world? You will be punished! Now, you’d better be honest, give yourself some leeway, and give him a life! Otherwise, you won’t be able to bear the consequences!”

His angry scolding made Sophie finally raise her head, narrowing her eyes and staring at him.

"Stop playing with me here, old man." Then Sophie said coldly, "It's not your turn to punish me. Besides, I have nothing to tell you, because I have nothing No idea, he didn't tell me anything."

"I didn't tell you anything!" Metternich looked disbelieving.

"You taught this little bastard, so what do you think?" Sophie glared at the prime minister with anger and resentment, "I advise you not to waste your precious time with me, I just want to be quiet and not listen A wretched old man making noise in front of me!"

"Why, you still feel wronged?" Metternich sneered angrily.

He had already seen that Sophie really didn't know anything about that person's next whereabouts, but this made him even more angry.

"You are greedy and indulgent, arrogant, but you have nothing good. The only time in your life you got lucky and just crawled out of the body of a queen... I don't think Vienna should have a place for you, but Babylon has you." Location!"

The face-to-face humiliation made Sophie instantly ignite with raging anger.

"Perhaps I am, and you? You are so dissolute and violent, I don't think Babylon can accommodate you, but Pompeii is very suitable! You should be burned in the sky and baptized, and then buried forever in the smell of sulfur Hear the wail of hell from the mounds of the earth!"

She looked at Metternich and said word by word, "You guys have several times and dozens of times more than I have a romantic history, but you only laugh at me for falling in love with a poor man who gets along day and night, and then give the charge of infidelity to me. I... ok I admit I deserve hell, but I'm glad to see you huddled at the bottom!"

Metternich was stunned, he didn't expect her to be so energetic at this time.

Is it because you are born with a lack of nerves, or is your mind so slow that you don't understand that you can no longer boss around?

"You will pay the price."

"Yeah, I'm willing to give, okay? Get out now! Get out of here!" She glared at Metternich, then raised her finger to the door. "I don't want to see you again, you make me sick!"

Looking at the pale and old face of the other party, Sophie felt extremely disgusted in her heart, and her stomach was churning. Her body, which was already very weak from the mental blow, could no longer bear this extremely uncomfortable feeling, so she covered her hands Opened his mouth and retched.

Seeing her sudden performance, everyone was stunned.

Prime Minister Metternich and the people next to him looked at each other quietly.

A very bad guess suddenly appeared in his heart.

No matter whether this guess is right or not, he can no longer stay here like this.

"Take a good rest first." He returned to his normal sense, and then led the others out of the room.

"Your Excellency..." After walking out of the room, the police chief lowered his voice, as if he wanted to confirm something, "They...they have an affair?"

"Shut up, don't think about anything." Metternich interrupted him coldly, "At your age, you shouldn't need me to remind you what to see, right?"

The Superintendent of Police resumed his indifferent expression, and said nothing more.

After seeing off Metternich and others, Sophie, who hadn't slept all night, finally couldn't resist the mental exhaustion and fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she found her sister, Queen Caroline, sitting beside the bed.

"Fortunately, it was you who saw it... Otherwise, I was afraid that I would faint again." She smiled wryly.

"You are really the biggest fool in the world I have ever seen." The queen looked at her coldly, "It's fine if you want to find happiness, but you still let yourself... let yourself suffer the consequences, haven't you asked about what you should do?" How to avoid falling into this result?"

"So, I really...really already..." Sophie looked at the queen, but she didn't look too shocked.

Queen Caroline didn't answer, just looked at her coldly.

"I was careful at the beginning, but then I didn't care." Sophie lowered her gaze, "I only felt the joy of living when I was with him...so I would rather let God arrange it."

"Fool!" The Queen scolded her again, "Do you think that guy will thank you? He only has himself in his heart! He abandoned you mercilessly for the great cause of his fantasy, and look at you now What's left?"

"What are you afraid of... Whatever they do." Sophie smiled wryly. "At worst, send me back to Bavaria, or send me to a monastery. I can only wish for it."

"You...you are really crazy..." Her Majesty was heartbroken, but there was nothing she could do, and finally her anger fell on the missing young man.

"I wish he was caught and beheaded!" she cursed under her breath.

"In that case, I will definitely be there..." Sophie replied with a wry smile.

"Why, do you still want to be like that Queen Margot, holding your lover's head and crying?" Queen Caroline asked back.

"No... I will die together." Sophie replied with a smile, but tears fell from her eyes at the same time. "There's no point in living anyway."

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In the office usually used by His Majesty the Emperor, Prime Minister Metternich stood quietly beside the throne, looking respectfully at the supreme ruler of the empire.

The news he just received from the doctor shocked him so much that he was even a little dazed now.

His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be doing the same. The two elderly people looked at each other, not knowing how to respond for a while.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?" After a long silence, Prime Minister Metternich asked solemnly in the quiet room.

After a long silence, His Majesty the Emperor replied, "Since the matter has come to this point, come down no matter what."

Metternich did not ask His Majesty, but nodded gently.

"That's fine, maybe we have an extra hostage in our hands."

He didn't expect that his original plan would continue to unfold in such a strange way.

Should it be said that God's will is mysterious?

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It's snowing again.

Princess Teresa sat by the window of her study, watching the snowflakes fall quietly.

Since she learned the bad news, she has been staying in the study with her head depressed, and the people in the family also sympathized with the mental blow she suffered, so no one came to disturb her, just waiting for her to slowly recover from the trauma.

However, from great joy to great sorrow, it is not easy to get out of it.

She stared blankly out of the window, but she knew in her heart that it might be impossible for that young man to step in again.

Why... Do you have to let yourself bear such a big danger?

Do you really hate me that much?

The more she thought about it, the more wronged she became, and she almost shed tears again.

I don't know if His Highness is cold at this time?