Eagle's Glory

"Left-handed?" Agnes raised her eyebrows, looking a little surprised.

"That's right." Aigron nodded, "Usually I use my right hand when competing with others, but today I use my left hand. You can understand that this is the top level of respect for you."

"Hahahaha, thank you!" Agnes laughed loudly, "Then I will do my best!"

Seeing the two people in front of them eager to try and full of fighting spirit, Alice secretly sighed in her heart, it seems that she can only let them have fun first.

"You guys are just discussing each other! Don't make a fuss too much!" She warned one last time, and then gave the order.

"Three...two...one, start!"

Aegron did not launch an attack immediately, he moved a small step forward gently, carefully observing Agnes's next movement, and Agnes was also very cautious, turned sideways and moved slightly forward to the right, adjusting own attitude towards the enemy.

While they were staring at each other, the distance was shortening little by little, until they finally came within one meter.

Aigron felt a faint scent coming from his nose, which was supposed to be a relaxing scent, but at this moment it made his blood stop burning. He took a deep breath, and then decisively swung the sword in his hand.

At the same time, Agnes leaned forward and stabbed his shoulder with her sword.

At the moment when the fighting spirit reached its peak, the two people broke out from slow movement to extremely fast impact in an instant,

Aegron dodged Agnes' thrust, but his attack also missed, and he had to withdraw his sword, and then took a step to the side.

Alright... Sure enough, he is my opponent. A carefree and cruel smile appeared on the young man's face.

With just one face-to-face, he can predict the strength of his opponent.

Next, the two of them no longer hesitated, but fully displayed the sword skills they had cultivated since childhood.

Aegron kept attacking from the front, wanting to fight directly with Agnes, using his physical advantage to suppress the opponent, but Agnes was faster than he originally expected, constantly changing her position and the position of the sword. Direction, hardly directly touching Aigron's sword.

Occasionally, when the blades intersected, in addition to the whining of steel, there was also Agnes' sharp roar.

Although the voice was a bit harsh, Aigron could tell that she was in such a happy mood. She felt extremely fortunate and joyful that she could find a peer of her age, and was also grateful for the fact that she could finally give full play to her skills. get excited.

Yes, he knew, because he thought so too.

Agnes, thank you!　　

16. Agnes

Under the watchful eyes of the Trevilles, the boy and the girl fought heartily.

The two of them swung their swords vigorously, and the pace of their feet did not stop for a moment, and the transition between offense and defense was only in a blink of an eye.

They put their whole heart and soul into the battle, to the point where they lost themselves completely.

In Eggron's eyes, the whole world has sunk into the darkness, and only he and the opponent's surroundings are in his eyes. As the blade hits again and again, he smiles unconsciously—he hasn't been so happy for a long time pass.

What is he fighting for?

To win, to prove one's skills, and to overwhelm those who dare to challenge oneself...

Apart from that, he doesn't fight for any other purpose.

Purely enjoying his own fun is almost a new experience for him.

Perhaps this is the preciousness of freedom.

Two people come and go in the shadow of swords and swords, and it is impossible to tell the winner for a while.

Of course, this is purely a contest of skills. Although both of them are full of the momentum to completely defeat the opponent, they don't have any killing intent, let alone the determination to die if they can't win, so they both have a bit of restraint.

At the beginning, they each had a little luck against their opponents, thinking that they should be able to win quickly, but after the initial confrontation, until now, they have all correctly recognized the strength of their opponents, so they are much more cautious.

The stormy attack rhythm at the beginning has slowed down, but because they are familiar with each other's opponent's style, their sword moves have become more tricky and difficult to deal with.

As time passed, the physical strength of the two was also declining rapidly, but Aigron and Agnes still swung their swords, only hoping that their opponents would fall before themselves.

Egron only felt his hands a little sore, and his eyes began to become a little hazy, but he didn't flinch or fear. He gritted his teeth and continued to swing the sword, because he believed that the opponent's situation would be as uncomfortable as him, or even more uncomfortable than him. .

The more uncomfortable he was, the more aggressive he became. He stabbed at the opponent's chest, and then when Agnes swung her sword to block, he suddenly took a step forward and pressed down heavily.

Must make you fall!

Agnes also refused to give in, glaring at the young man viciously, without flinching.

Although her hands and footsteps were no longer as light as before, she still swung her sword away from the opponent's sword, and then stabbed towards his abdomen.

"Chong!"

The crisp metallic sound resounded in the open space again, and Aigron felt his hands go numb.

"Stop!" Alice yelled at this moment.

Alice has already seen that the two of them are reaching their limits, and she is afraid that if they continue to fight, they will lose control and cause a terrible tragedy—after all, they are holding weapons that can really kill people.

Her scream woke up two people who were already excited.

Aegron reacted.

He remembered that he had promised Alice to stop if she told her to stop.

Yes, it can stop here.

He took a few steps back, taking the initiative to distance himself from Agnes, and Agnes seemed to have the same thoughts as him, and also took a few steps back in the opposite direction, and the two ended their duel like this .

Aigron let out a long sigh of relief, and then put down the sword in his hand.

Only then did he realize that his left hand was so numb that he almost lost consciousness, and he even suspected that he would not be able to hold the tableware until dinner.

But that's okay, he's happy.

Although he was still a little unsatisfied, he was satisfied enough.

He was panting heavily, his chest was rising and falling, but he quickly regained control of his body, and then he looked up to check Agnes' status.

Sure enough, Agnes is also in a bit of a panic now. Although she is trying her best to hide her current weakness, Egron can clearly see that her hands are shaking slightly, and she is also breathing heavily.

Her skirt was already in disarray, and the amber hair clip she was wearing just now fell to the ground at some point, causing her long hair to fall behind her head like a waterfall.

And her eyes were still staring at herself stubbornly, as if she wanted to prove that she could still win this competition.

Still cute...he couldn't help but smile.

Before fleeing Vienna, he had a duel with his teacher, Captain Forresti. The two fought desperately in the snow, and finally he sent the sword into the teacher's body with his own hands.

At that time, he could do anything to win, because he had only one way to go.

But now his mentality is different,

Shi Ran believes that he should be able to win in the end, but he feels that it has lost the meaning of the competition - in the end, as the body reaches the limit, they will no longer be able to restrain each other. If not, there will be casualties.

It wasn't a life-and-death struggle in the first place, since both sides had already enjoyed themselves, and Alice had spoken to stop them, there was no need to continue.

"Miss Agnes, you are really powerful." Aegron put away his sword, then bowed to Agnes, "I have to admit that you have strength comparable to mine."

"I...I can win..." Agnes pouted stubbornly, but her slightly trembling voice revealed her weakness at the moment.

Aigron didn't reply, just looked at her with a smile.

After a while, maybe Agnes herself felt guilty and had to lower her head, "Well, you are really good, I admit it is about the same as me!"

Then she couldn't help laughing herself, picked up the umbrella from the ground, and put the sword into the umbrella.

Then, she walked up to the young man and looked at him curiously.

"It seems that you are not bragging. You really have the strength to dare to say what you just said..."

"Am I so untrustworthy in your heart?" Aigron couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"No...of course I didn't mean that..." Agnes looked a little embarrassed, "You know, some frivolous guys in Paris like to brag the most. I look amazing, there are several people like this who have challenged me and I have taught them a lesson, so when I saw you say that just now, I thought you were the same..."

At this time, she has recovered, her breathing has been adjusted smoothly, and her hands are no longer shaking.

Aigron could only spread his hands, "Then I have proved that I am different from them, right?"

"Yeah, it's different, it's much better." Agnes raised her left hand and raised her thumb to pay tribute to the young man, "I apologize to you, Mr. Memmingen, and I hope you can forgive me graciously." My offense~"

After finishing speaking, she raised her head and looked at Aigron pitifully.

Although her mouth is very stubborn, she has a strong personality and refuses to admit defeat, but on the other hand she is quite open-minded, able to afford and let go.

Since she said so, of course Aigron would not care about such trivial matters.

But he was in a good mood at this time, and couldn't help but want to tease the other party.

"Do you want to dismiss the humiliation of my personality with just a few words?" He made a serious face on purpose.

"Then how can you be satisfied?" Agnes was a little anxious.

"I want you to stand still for ten seconds as a punishment." Aegron said slowly, "In this way I will forgive your mistake."

"Is that all?" Agnes was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing again, "Okay, then I won't move."

After she finished speaking, she immediately fulfilled the agreement and stood still.

Eggron, on the other hand, took advantage of the situation and walked forward, bowing his head and pounced on her.

"Hi!" Agnes exclaimed.

Surprise came with anger, her body tensed up instantly, and then she clenched the umbrella tightly.

Although her hands are still very sore now, it is not difficult to swing the sword again to defend herself.

Just when she was about to swing her sword and cut down this shameless guy, she was shocked to find that the young man was not rushing towards her, but at her feet.

Then she clearly noticed that the young man bent down and picked up an object from the grass.

The golden amber stone is shining with a smooth luster in the sun.

——Isn’t this my hairpin...?Only then did Agnes realize that she had just dropped this thing during the battle.

Then, while she was still in a daze, Aegron had already stood in front of her, and then, as if bestowing a laurel crown, he put the hairpin that she had just dropped on the ground back on her head.

All this only took him a few seconds, so he still has a few seconds left...of course he did nothing, just stood silently in front of him, waiting for the time to pass.

And Agnes seemed a little at a loss during this time, her eyes were full of surprise and hesitation, and a little annoyed by the prank, but she finally decided to abide by her own promise, and she never moved. His body also relaxed.

Maybe only a few seconds, maybe a long time, Aegron nodded to Agnes with a smile on his face.

"Ten seconds are up, Miss Agnes."

"You really know how to joke!" Agnes finally spoke, and she gave the young man a vicious look.

"That's the compensation I'm entitled to, isn't it?" Eggron replied with a smile. "You just made a promise, and I didn't do anything to endanger you—"

Agnes was a little embarrassed, but she didn't retort, she just frowned and stared at the other party.

She has already discovered that although she can compete with the other party in a sword fight, she is far inferior in arguing with tongues, so she also gave up her plan to bicker with him.

"Well, I'm very happy today...in fact, I haven't been this happy for a long, long time." Aigron nodded to the other party again, "Thank you, and I hope to have the opportunity to enjoy the same fun again in the future—"

"I'm also very happy. It's been a long time since I've had such a fun competition." Agnes's scowl disappeared, and she agreed with the young man's words with approval.

Then, she changed the subject again, "You are so powerful, you must have been taught by a famous teacher, can you tell me, who is your teacher? Of course, if you don't want to disclose, then I won't ask, this is just to satisfy you Just curiosity."

"Captain Foresty." Aigron replied without any hesitation.

There's nothing to hide about this kind of thing anyway.

"Is that the Austrian?" Agnes was a little surprised.

"You actually know him?" Eggron was even more surprised.

He originally thought that the captain was just an ordinary Austrian military officer, and Agnes had no reason to have heard of his name, so she made a mistake.

"I just heard this name mentioned by my teacher... He said that he is a very powerful master. Of course, he mentioned a lot of names at the same time, so I just heard the general idea." Agnes smiled embarrassedly He smiled, "Looking at it now, he must be very powerful to be able to teach an apprentice like you..."

"It's quite powerful." Eggron replied with a wry smile, "However, he has been on the battlefield and was injured in the Battle of Wagram. It can be seen that no matter how powerful the skill is, it can't compare with guns."

"That's what you say, but it's very fascinating." Agnes gently raised her umbrella, and then slowly waved it a few times, "Personal force may not be enough to change the outcome of a war. But... can't we be happy?"

"That's right, this is also my personal hobby." Aigron nodded.

Agnes looked at the young man again.

"So you're from Austria...?" she asked after a moment in a strange tone.

"Yes, yes." Eggron replied bluntly. "I'm here to join my relatives, and by the way, I will rest in Switzerland for a while."

"Are you really a relative of the owner of the farm?" Agnes hesitated, and then asked, "I don't think so...you look so out of place here, more like a nobleman, and you never Judging from your knowledge and demeanor, you should not come from an ordinary noble family. Ah, my God...!"

Aegron smiled without saying a word.

It seems that even Agnes, who is as insensitive to politics as she is, should have thought of something in this regard.

But what does it matter?