Eagle's Glory

"Son, fate will announce the verdict to you and me soon, we just wait quietly." Then he whispered.

This sentence was vague, but Edmond Dantès had been with Father Faria for a long time, and soon understood what the priest meant: it is useless to be afraid, it is better to wait and see what happens, maybe everything is just a coincidence.

Although the truth is the same, how can a person have the ability to face all situations without being surprised!

Under the indoctrination of Father Faria, the treasure buried on Monte Cristo Island has become a kind of spiritual sustenance for Edmond Dantès. During his painful prison life, he has imagined countless times how to use the treasure Huge wealth to avenge, to make those enemies who have entrapped themselves to such a miserable situation pay their due price.

But... this island seems to have been taken first.

Is all this really just a coincidence?

Is it true that only Father Faria has researched the location of the treasure?

Edmond Dantès couldn't help being a little terrified, and unconsciously couldn't move.

"Steady, child," Father Faria said again. "It's hard to come out alive, don't let me die on this broken island..."

The priest's pun made Edmond Dantès wake up again as if from a dream.

That’s right, it’s already an unexpected luck to get out of Chateau d’If alive and get the freedom you dreamed of. What’s the point of worrying so much now?

It's better to wait and see what happens, and pray that everything will have a good result.

At least for now, let's see who the person who redeemed them is.

Soon, the group reached the center of the island.

Originally, it was the ruins of an abandoned monastery, but after a month or two of efforts to repair it, it has now slightly restored its former appearance.The originally collapsed walls have been refilled, and the moss covering them have been removed. Hurry up. Although the original dilapidated traces can still be seen in the building, at least it is now a place where people can live.

Edmond Dantès had sailed the Mediterranean Sea as a sailor before, and had approached the small island of Monte Cristo several times, but he had never been on the island.He is now trying to search for fragments related to this island in his memory so that he can better adapt to the current situation.

Louis led them to the main hall of the monastery, and then walked along the corridor to the side room, and in the middle of the corridor, the group of them met a man wearing a black skirt and a white scarf on his head Blonde girl.

"Good morning, Chanel." Louis stopped and greeted the girl.

"Good morning, sir." The girl saluted him with a smile, and then looked at Edmond Dantès and the priest on the stretcher.

"What is your address?" she asked in French, looking at him.

Seen by her sight, Edmond Dantès was suddenly at a loss.

He hadn't seen a woman for more than ten years, let alone such a beautiful girl.

He had seen his own image in his reflection in the sea, so seeing the girl's gentle and bright smile, Edmond Dantès felt ashamed for a moment, and was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Are you okay?" The girl looked at him curiously, without showing any dislike, "Do you not understand French?"

"No...I'm fine...Miss." Edmond Dantès shook his head hastily, "I just left the world for too long, I haven't seen the beautiful scenery of the world for too long, it's like being locked in a crypt People who have not seen the sun see the sun again after more than ten years, and I am a little lost."

Then he announced his name, "My name is Edmond Dantès, and I just got out of the prison in Chateau d'If. This is my adoptive father, Father Faria."

"Ah...you really found someone who can talk!" Chanel couldn't help laughing, and then said to Louis.Then, she looked at Edmond Dantès again, and saluted him again, "Sir, you have suffered. On behalf of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, I pay the highest respect for your sacrifice."

On behalf of His Majesty the Emperor?Edmond Dantes and Faria looked at each other.

What exactly is going on?

Before Edmond could react, the maid raised her head again and looked at him with a gentle smile.

"You are a little disheveled now, go change your clothes first, and tidy up your appearance before going to meet my master."

"Okay." Edmond Dantès nodded hastily.

Then, Chanel led him to a small cubicle at the end of the corridor, and handed him a set of clothes from the side.

Edmund walked into the room with his clothes. After closing the door, he found a bucket of water, a mirror and a razor.

It seems that this place is specially reserved for visitors from the island to groom themselves - Edmond Dantès thought to himself.

Although he hadn't communicated much with Louis these days, he had obviously noticed that the other party was looking for people like him everywhere—who had served Emperor Napoleon and had experience as a sailor.

Apparently, he wasn't the only one who was fished out of prison and brought to the island.

After confirming the guess in his heart, Edmond Dantès felt relieved a little, and began to take off the already filthy clothes, and then washed himself.

The thick dirt was scraped off his skin, and his lean body was slowly washed clean.

Then, he began to shave in front of the mirror.

In the mirror, the beard that had been raised for more than ten years fell off one by one, and a brand new face appeared in front of Edmond Dantès.

Who is this person?

His original oval face has become slender and thin, and a long wrinkle has appeared on his full forehead. Those eyes that were once full of hope are now filled with depression, despair, and the light of hatred. His face had turned pale because he had not been in contact with the sun for a long time. Coupled with his long black hair, he looked even more indifferent and a bit solemn.

It could be anyone, but it was definitely not the Edmond Dantès he had known.

"Yeah, I'm already 30 years old!" Looking at himself in the mirror, Edmond Dantès sighed.

He had lost too many things, and got too many things from Father Faria to make up for it. He came and went, and now he has become a person that he can't even recognize.

Edmond Dantès raised his hand and pointed to himself in the mirror.

"Remember, you must remember, who made you what you are today!" He whispered to himself.

Then, Edmond Dantès stopped wasting time feeling sentimental, changed his clothes again, strode out of the small room, and then walked back to the corridor just now.

At this time, he found that the young lady was patiently shaving Father Faria's face with a face towel in one hand and a razor in the other.

Her movements were quite focused, while he walked to the side of the two without making a sound.

Chanel carefully shaved the old man's face, and then she realized the existence of Edmond Dantès.

"Have you finished cleaning?" She was a little surprised at first, and then laughed again, "Sorry, sir... I saw that this old man seemed to be inconvenient to move his body, so I felt sorry for him, so I cleaned it up for him... ..."

Although her tone was ordinary, Edmond Dantès couldn't help but burst into tears. This was the most beautiful and considerate sentence he had heard in more than ten years—he and Father Faria were finally separated by each other again. Treat it like a human being.

Although it seemed such an ordinary thing, he was very moved because he finally found the real feeling of returning to the world.

"Excuse me, what is your name? Miss." He suppressed the urge to cry, and then asked Chanel.

"My...my name is Chanel, Chanel-Noel." The girl replied with a smile, "Besides, I'm just a mere servant, so you don't have to treat me with such a respectful attitude."

"Servant..." Edmond Dantès was a little surprised. "Is it the boss who rescued me?"

"Yes, I am his servant." Chanel nodded with a smile. "I am incredibly honored to be able to serve by his side."

Although her words were simple, Edmond Dantès could feel her reverence and joy from the heart.

Who on earth is that boss worthy of being treated like this by her?He couldn't help being curious.

"Okay, Mr. Dantès, it's getting late, I'll take you there to see him." While he was thinking, Chanel urged him in a low voice, "My master doesn't like others wasting his time."

"Okay, miss." Edmond Dantès quickly responded.

His body has been refitted, his mind has been rested, and now it is time to welcome a new stage in his life.　　

25, convicted

Led by the maid, Edmond Dantès walked through the corridor, then entered the alley around the corner, and finally came to the door of a room.

Chanel motioned him to wait first, then knocked carefully on the door.

"Your Majesty, Edmond Dantès is here to see you!" Her expression became serious, and she said respectfully outside the door.

Wait, Your Majesty?

Edmond Dantès was momentarily stunned.

Before he could continue thinking, there was a response from inside the door.

"Bring him in."

"Yes." Chanel nodded and opened the door.

Then, she looked back at Edmond Dantès, and after he hesitated for a moment, he could only walk in. Chanel followed in, and then closed the door carefully.

He could tell that the voice of the person inside was very young, so his doubts arose even more. .

After entering, he found that it was an old house that had passed the years. It could be seen that it had been abandoned, and there were many mottled marks on the ceiling—but the floor was covered with carpets with simple patterns, and there were tapestries hanging on the walls. , masking other dilapidated evidence.

There are muskets, sabers, two hunting bags as simple ornaments on the walls of the room, and a small plaster statue and brass wall clock above the fireplace.The windows were hung with curtains to block out the light, and the tassels on the curtains were of the usual silk pattern.

The whole room is simple and tidy, but without losing its due sense of solemnity.

Beside the fireplace was an oak table, on which were placed many papers, bookmarks, paper and pens; besides, there were some cutlery and disks on it at the moment, polished and polished, evidently that the occupant of the room had just had dinner.

Edmond Dantès' attention was quickly attracted by the person sitting on the chair.

Although he had guessed from the voice that the other party was very young just now, he was still taken aback at this moment - the person in front of him was clearly just a young man!

He has short blond hair, fair skin, and a gentle and delicate face, with the temperament of a poet, but his eyes are quite sharp, and he is also looking up and down at this moment.

On the whole, this young man looks neat and well-bred, but full of action and courage.

"Edmond Dantès?" After a moment of silence between the two, the young man asked.

He acted quite mildly, then pointed to the opposite seat, signaling Edmond Dantès to sit down. "Please sit down."

Edmond Dantès sat down obediently.

"You must be full of questions now." Aigron smiled gently, "It's okay, we have a lot of time now, and I can answer your questions—but before that, please answer my question first. "

"Excuse me, sir," replied Edmond Dantès.

"It is an undeniable fact that I bought your freedom with money, so I would like to ask, how much are you willing to serve me as compensation?" Eggron asked directly.

"To what extent..." Edmond Dantès froze for a moment, and then couldn't help asking, "Then what do you need me to do?"

"Go and command my sailors, help me smuggle, build a smuggling and intelligence network that can run smoothly, buy and sell stolen goods, go through fire and water, and maybe even kill people." Aigron replied.

"Kill...!" Edmond Dantès frowned, then shook his head, "I don't want to kill innocent people."

"As a felon who has been imprisoned in the dungeon for 12 years, I originally thought that you should not be afraid of killing." Aigron looked at the other party calmly, "The information I received is that you were so bold and participated in The conspiracy of Emperor Napoleon helped him land in France from Elba Island, and almost helped him restore the empire... I don’t think such a person should be afraid of blood.”

"No, sir! You misunderstood!" Edmond Dantès quickly denied, "I never participated in the conspiracy of Emperor Napoleon. I just sent him a letter as a sailor."

Aigron's face suddenly became very strange, as if he didn't believe his words at all-of course, he knew in his heart that he just needed to play on the occasion.

"Just, by the way?" He asked with a sneer.

"Yes, believe it or not, but I was like this at the beginning. Please give me some time, and I will explain my matter to you in detail." Then, Edmond Dantès decided not to hide any more, and put himself in that day He told the young man exactly what he had experienced in [-], including how he was forcibly dragged away after his engagement.

Because he thought of those sad things, he spoke very emotionally, and almost burst into tears, but neither Aigron nor Chanel spoke, and listened to his narration quietly.

After a long time, Edmond Dantès finally finished speaking, then he sighed and looked at the young man.

"So, sir, you see... I'm really just a poor guy who got involved."

Because he said the heaviest thing in his heart, he felt much more relaxed at the moment. "If you hope to find a staunch supporter of Emperor Napoleon, you may have found the wrong person... However, I am still willing to use my sailor skills to serve you, I owe you, I admit it, and I will be very happy Thank you for your service."

The young man didn't answer, but just looked at each other quietly.

"You... don't you believe me?" Edmond Dantès asked anxiously. "Sir, I speak from the bottom of my heart. This is the worst experience I've had. I'm not lying."

"My poor friend, I believe in you." Eggron nodded slightly.

Edmond Dantès felt relieved suddenly. "Very good……"

However, before he finished speaking, the young man interrupted him again, and then looked at the other party with pity, "Although I believe in you, I feel more pity for you, even I think it's a little ridiculous."

"Ridiculous?" Edmond Dantès was stunned, and then a burst of anger suddenly arose in his heart.

"I served 12 years of hard labor, and you think it's ridiculous?"

"Your hard labor is not ridiculous, but you are as naive as you were after 12 years, and that is the real ridiculous!" replied Eggron.

"What?" Edmond Dantès asked in confusion.

"It was only when you delivered the letter. I understand your naivety and naivety. After all, not everyone has to be like me, forced to understand things at a young age." Aigron sneered, "But, no matter what How much you think you are innocent, your actions have brought you into a world you have never touched, a magnificent world full of all the ugly things in the world, this world will not judge you because of your thoughts, but I will speculate on your actions with the greatest malice—then, Mr. Dantès, who is already 30 years old, please open your eyes now and see what you did 12 years ago?!"

Amidst the loud roar, Aigron stood up from his seat, walked up to Edmond Dantès, and looked at the poor man calmly, "You went to the island, met Napoleon, and returned He sent an important letter to his confidant to help him complete the great cause of restoration—but later you said that you were just a passer-by, and you just completed this task as if you were an ordinary friend sending a letter! You can say that, it’s like this all your life It’s okay to say it, but I assure you that no one in the Paris government will believe you, and your so-called grievances will never be cleared, because in their view, even if you just did this, your body , Your soul has been forever branded with the seal of the Bonaparte family, you are a die-hard rebel with the heinous heart in their hearts, even if you die and turn into ashes, you will not be able to get rid of this mark!"

Edmond Dantès' face froze immediately, he stared at the young man with wide eyes, and even lost the ability to speak for a while.

"I...I..." He muttered to himself, but he didn't know what to say, "I'm not innocent?"

"You are not guilty, but you are also guilty." Aigron sneered and continued.

"What you have done is to let yourself embark on a path beyond the mundane. Some people can't even ask for it! On this path, you will either succeed and be rich and rich, or you will be punished after failure. You are very unfortunate. , the empire failed in the end, so you were imprisoned inside the Chateau d'If, others were worse than you, Marshal Ney was even shot by the French army! Everyone paid the price because they participated in this game. Are they innocent Are they guilty? These questions are no longer important, the only important thing is the result, whether it is a success or a failure, if it succeeds, everything is right, if it fails, then you can only swallow the bitter fruit silently if you go to jail or even lose your life! During these years, you must have pleaded your innocence to every official who came to visit Chateau d’If, and begged them to forgive you and let you go free. If you were so naive, you must have done it! But the result? No one will care about your heart How did you think, you have already sentenced yourself with your actions! As a result, you are still so naive today, 12 years, 12 years have passed! You still told me in front of me that you just sent a letter It's just a letter... Hahahaha, don't you think it's ridiculous?!"

In front of Eggron's endless questioning, Edmond Dantès' face became more and more ugly, and finally his whole body couldn't help shaking.

If Edmond Dantès was still that stupid young man, or that ignorant sailor, he would be furious, feeling that the young man in front of him was talking nonsense.

But he is 30 years old, and he has also been trained by Father Faria during his 12 years in prison. He has more or less touched the world that he could not touch before.

He knew that the logic of "fairness" would not work in that world, which was rich, luxurious, and eerie.