Eagle's Glory

The real logic pursued by this world is to kill mistakes rather than let them go, and never leave room for opponents, except that there is no tolerance and understanding.

Only the victor has the right to write history, so if you lose, then all the crimes are taken for granted.

Since he participated in the conspiracy, he was a part of it no matter what his intentions were—in this case, if Napoleon succeeded, he was a hero; and on the night Napoleon failed completely, he could only be a traitor.

Yes, such a clear and clear fact, why have I never thought of it?

Didn't think of it, or didn't want to think of it?

Edmond Dantès suddenly understood why Father Faria always looked at him with pity every time he talked about his grievances over the years.

——He was wronged, but he was not wronged either.

His biggest mistake was rushing into a life-and-death world in a daze with the recklessness of a young man, but he didn't realize himself and make proper preparations, and he didn't even have a way out.

He didn't even think that he might bear the price of losing everything because of his behavior. He thought that after delivering the letter, he could pretend that nothing happened, and return to his hometown to get married easily and happily, and welcome the best future!

How innocent!How miserable.

So he was pitied by the young man in front of him, and he even found it ridiculous.

"Ah!" Blood was rushing to his head, and Edmond Dantès couldn't help covering his head.

When he had to face his "responsibility", when he found that he had suffered such a terrible punishment "for a reason", when he found that he had paved the way for himself, that kind of remorse, that kind of sadness, let him He lost the ability to think for a moment.

"Mercedes!" Various thoughts flooded his mind, causing him to have a splitting headache. His consciousness was nearly blurred, and he only had time to call out this name, and he didn't even know why.

"Mercedes? Is this the name of your fiancée? You must be very guilty now, because of your own mistakes, she has endured so many disasters, and in the end she can only be separated." Remember the heavy hammer, hitting Edmond Dantès on the heart. "I understand your feelings, but whether it's guilt or apology, it's all useless. If you want to make up for everything you lost, you can only rely on hard work! Grit your teeth and walk the road, just like me."

"What way?" asked Edmond Dantès, who was in a state of confusion.

"For me, it's the way to return to the throne; for you, it's the way to serve me and follow me back to France." Aigron raised his head and looked at the other person arrogantly, "You think I'm Is it an invitation? Wrong, I'm stating the fact that you don't have a choice, you think you have a choice but you really don't.

Since you have participated in this game, now you have no way out, even if you shed tears and blood, you must finish the game and see how it turns out. "

"Return to the throne..." Edmond Dantès opened his eyes wide and suddenly understood something, "Miss Chanel just called your majesty—"

"Good observation and analysis skills." Aigron nodded with a smile, "Yes, I am the son of Napoleon, who was proclaimed Emperor Napoleon II by his followers. Don't look at me at this age, about My history is enough to write a book, but I can also write a few books by myself-everything I do now is for this purpose, and you are the person I think can help me. In return , I can also help you, let you flourish, let you take revenge on those enemies who have bullied you, imprisoned you, and plunged you into despair!"

Edmond Dantès's mind was almost blank for a moment, and he was speechless.

It's not surprising that anyone who encountered him so many unexpected situations in a few days would have a blank mind - let alone just come out of the cell.

But the world has never been kind to him, and he doesn't have much time to digest the shocking information.

Just under his gaze, the young man stretched out his hand to him.

"You did commit a crime because of a momentary confusion. This crime is called the crime of failure, and failure is a crime! No one believes that you are wronged, but so what? Since your way has been blocked by them, since your soul You have already been branded by them, so just go to the end! Let them taste the pain you have tasted. Sir, stretch out your hand!"

With a blank mind, the young man's words seemed to possess some kind of magical power. Edmond Dantès subconsciously reached out and held the young man's hand.

Aegron shook hands tightly, then looked him in the eye.

"Yes, that's it, follow me. If France rejects you as she rejected me, then there are only two ways to go, either bear the shame and go away incognito from now on; or trample her There is no other way but to fall to the ground and let her tearfully admit her mistakes and open her arms to accept you back."

Then, he increased the volume and questioned again in the ear of the other party.

"12 years, think about how many 12 years you have in your life! The most precious years of your life have been taken away by them, no one will apologize to you, and no one will feel guilty unless you walk in front of him in person , give them the same or even more pain, and all the disasters you have endured will be avenged... Tell me, do you want revenge? Do you want to be a naive sailor all your life, talking about your innocence; Be a real hero, let the fire of vengeance burn them clean, and let them know that they have offended someone they can't afford to offend? Answer me!"

"Yes... yes..." These questions were like a slap in the face, making Edmond Dantès finally sober.

Like lightning piercing the night sky, everything suddenly became clear.

It's too clear.

I worked for His Majesty Emperor Napoleon I, so what is there to be afraid of for Napoleon II?It just made sense.

He has been in prison for more than ten years and has been cut off from the world. He doesn't know how this young man got out of the shackles and came here to start his dream, but this is completely unimportant.

Now that I have been abandoned by the world, and I have been wounded and will never be able to wash away the brand, why should I give in and beg for mercy?I want to fight against all this, smash this world that insults me and persecutes me, stand on the head of the enemy, and give back the pain.

He raised his head and looked at the young man eagerly, without any more confusion.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to serve you..." He made a promise in a deep voice, "I am willing to follow you back to France as your loyal servant. There is only one condition... I cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Don't worry about this, I don't have such boring hobbies." Aigron showed a gratified smile, and then nodded.

Then, he made a gesture, "Okay, let's go here first, I think you need to take a good rest. Chanel, take him to the room to rest."

Edmond Dantès bowed gracefully and respectfully to the young man in accordance with the understanding taught by Father Faria.

Chanel then left with Edmond Dantès.

Aigron looked at the re-closed door and fell into deep thought.

Edmond Dantès is a person with clear grievances and grievances. Since he has made a promise, he will definitely play for himself in the future.

But this does not mean that everything is fine, there is still a small account between them that needs to be settled.

He will definitely go to the treasure place to have a look tonight.

It was already a place that he dreamed of, and he would never feel at ease if he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Fine, let's do the math right there.　　

26. Account split

After finishing the conversation with the young man, Edmond Dantès followed Chanel out of the room in a daze.

It was already night at this time, and the island of Monte Cristo was already pitch black. There were only a few rooms in the huge building with light from candles.With the help of these dim lights, Chanel led Edmond Dantès around the corridor for some time, and finally came to the outside of a room.

"You just rest here." Chanel said to him.

"Where is Father Faria?" Edmond Dantès didn't go in to rest immediately, but asked the priest's whereabouts first.

"The priest? He's inside." Chanel replied with a smile. "Considering that he is currently disabled and needs to be taken care of by others, I think it's best to arrange your residence together so that you can take care of the elderly."

"That's really great." Edmond Dantès breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately thanked Chanel, "Miss Noel, you are so considerate of the priest."

"This is something a maid should do, and it's not worthy of your praise." Chanel still replied with a smile, "Okay, it's getting late, you should go to rest early, I should go back too."

"Well, you have worked hard, goodbye." Edmond Dantès said goodbye to her quickly.

"Good night." Chanel saluted him, then left along the way he came.

Edmond Dantès watched the girl's figure disappear into the darkness.

Although she has always said that she is just "a mere maid", judging from the accommodation she can arrange, her status among His Majesty Napoleon II is absolutely extraordinary.

This is not surprising, people will always look for the closest people around them, even if they don't have a title or blood, just because of their status as a personal maid, this Miss Noel must be in a detached position.

Edmond Dantès didn't think so much anymore, he pushed open the door and walked in.

His expression was very strange, with both excitement and complete confusion.

Although he talked to the young man just now and made a promise to serve him, he was still in a state of confusion—this is not surprising, after all, he had just been released from the gloomy dungeon. After accepting such a huge amount of information, it will definitely not be able to adapt at once.

Precisely because he was now in a state of confusion, he found himself more than ever eager for the teachings of Father Faria.

Father Faria...his spiritual mentor and father, the only one in the world who would never bully him, coax him, betray him, and would always advise him with the utmost patience.

The rooms assigned to them were quite simple, obviously they had only been repaired hastily, with signs of dilapidation everywhere, and only the most basic furniture, but no matter what, they were a thousand times better than the Chateau d'If "hotel".

There were two beds in the room, and with the help of the dim candlelight, Edmond Dantès quickly found Father Faria on one of the beds.

He was worried that the priest had fallen asleep, so he just slowly approached the bed, but unexpectedly, the priest opened his eyes immediately and looked at his adopted son kindly.

"My child, are you back?"

"I'm back." Edmond Dantes let out a sigh full of relief.

"It sounds like you just experienced a severe mental shock..." Father Faria continued to look at Edmond, "It's still early, tell me what happened to you."

Of course Edmond Dantès could see that the old man was trying to solve his own problems, and he knew that if he kept silent, the other party would only be more worried, so he didn't hesitate any longer, but put himself in the same place with him just now. Everything the young people met and talked with told the priest exactly.

Father Faria listened quietly, with a calm expression at first, but the more he listened, the more strange his expression became. When he learned the true identity of the owner of the island, even he couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

After Edmond Dantès finished speaking, he couldn't help sighing, "Bonaparte! This is probably the surname that the two of us will never get rid of. I really didn't expect that we went to prison because of them; Prison still depends on them..."

When the priest said this, Edmond Dantès also felt a little dumbfounded.

"Do you think you want to serve the family?" the priest asked again.

Where do we have a choice now?Edmund smiled bitterly in his heart.

Now that both of them are on the island, how could they disobey the boy's order under the control of others.

"Don't worry about me." As if seeing what he was thinking, the priest suddenly replied, "I have reached this age, and I may be killed by a new attack at any time, and I have already made corresponding psychological preparations. I am not afraid, not even sorry, because I have allowed my life to be continued through you, I have taught you everything about me, and all that is left is this useless and cumbersome body, this body I don't mind when the body dies, if it will become your hindrance, then I wish I could die now."

"No!" In a panic, Edmond Dantès interrupted the priest loudly, "I beg you, don't say such cruel words, I don't want to see you die. Too much suffering. So you can live for a long time, until I make up for all the suffering you suffered before, otherwise God will not be fair at all!"

"As far as I can see, what God is best at doing is creating injustice in the world." Father Faria replied with a smile.

However, having said that, he was very moved by the true feelings of the adopted son.

"Father, you know me. I am a person who keeps my word. Since I have promised to serve him, I will definitely do it." Then, Edmond Dantès replied seriously, "And , I am not embarrassed, because as your majesty said, all my other avenues have been cut off. If I want to take revenge on those who oppressed me and insulted me, I need to use a powerful force... If His Majesty Napoleon II has This power, then I am willing to use this power. I believe that as long as he can return to the French throne, then I will have a day to express my grievances."

After hearing Edmond Dantès' innermost thoughts, the priest was not very surprised, but just blinked silently.

"My child, you are doomed to follow a dangerous path."

They all know that the so-called career is easier said than done?Back then, Emperor Napoleon was not able to reverse his fate. He was crushed under the pressure of the coalition forces of various countries, and had to surrender to the enemy country sadly, and finally fell into the fate of an isolated island of death.

If he is like this, can his son really do better?

Every sane person will have a murmur in their hearts.

However, the reason why people are human is that they will do those seemingly impossible things. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they must do it to the end, because this is not only the cause of His Majesty Napoleon II, but also the cause of Edmond- Dantès' career was over.

What's the difference between staying in the dungeon and being a miserable rat if you don't do anything?

After talking with Father Faria, Edmund Tanteston suddenly felt that his mind was much clearer.

Yes, now that you have decided what you should do next, what else is there to be confused about?

There was a surge of pride in his heart for no reason.

If a person who is ten years younger than him dares to challenge fate, then why should he not dare?

Just like when he encountered a storm when he was a sailor, he just closed his eyes and rushed forward. What is there to be afraid of?Is there anything else I can lose?

"Then, what are you going to do with the treasures on this island?" Just when he was full of pride, Father Faria asked suddenly.

This question dragged Edmond Dantès back to reality.

Yes...treasure...the treasure of Monte Cristo!

Ever since he got the information about the treasure, Edmond Dantès had thought countless times about how to use this huge wealth to destroy his enemies; but Father Faria forced him to say it word by word, time and time again. Reciting that broken letter made the name of this island engraved in his soul, and he would never forget it even for a moment.

Not only him, but even the life of the priest is inseparable from the treasure of Monte Cristo Island-in a sense, the treasure is even the spiritual sustenance of the old man to continue to live in the painful and desperate prison life.

And maybe it was a trick of fate, they were on the island of Monte Cristo at the moment, so how could Father Faria feel at ease? !

Edmond Dantès was lost in thought.

This is indeed a very tangled issue.

First of all, this treasure does not necessarily exist; secondly, even if it exists, it may have been secretly excavated hundreds of years ago; thirdly, maybe it is not a coincidence that the boy came to Monte Cristo Island, he may also have found it through some channel. Hearing the news of the treasure, he excavated it first.

No matter which of the above three situations actually occurs, the so-called "treasure" is just a mirror image.

Only when all these situations are avoided, can the treasure lie quietly in a certain cave on the island of Monte Cristo, waiting to be discovered by oneself.

Even if it is discovered, how should it be used?

Although the island of Monte Cristo was an uninhabited island before, it is now clearly under the control of someone-and this person is the person he just pledged allegiance to.

So in theory, it seems that the treasure... should belong to that young man?

But this is unreasonable, because the treasure was originally owned by the Spada family. When the last descendant of the Spada family was alive, he had already said that he would donate all the property to Father Faria, and Father Faria They are all thinking about this treasure in their hearts... What right does he have to decide who the treasure belongs to instead of the priest?

Various ideas came and went, and finally, Edmond Dantès made a decision.

"If I really discover the treasure, then I will leave half to you, and the remaining half, I will dedicate 40% to His Majesty, and 10% to myself." He looked at the priest, and then said seriously, "Father, I I wonder if you can support my decision."

"Why do you think so?" Father Faria asked him what he thought instead, noncommittal.

"I don't care about money that much. If the treasure is really as big as you said, then even if I only get 10%, it's enough for me to enjoy my whole life." Edmond Dantès replied calmly, "Your Majesty saved our lives and gave us freedom. In addition, I am already loyal to him... So in order to repay him, I want to give him my treasure. This is the real repayment. As for you... you Right to half of the treasure, since you are the ultimate heir of the Spada family and the one who holds the secret of the treasure, you see, is it right for me to think so?"

Edmond Dantès's eyes are calm and composed, obviously this is the result of his deliberation, not a sudden rise.

At this moment, he really got rid of the shadow of that naive and ignorant sailor, and transformed into a person who really dared to take responsibility.

Father Faria blinked silently, he was very satisfied.

"My child, I don't care how you plan to distribute the treasure, I just want to see you dare to decide how to distribute it. I see courage from you, which is very good."

"That is to say, do you agree with my distribution plan?" Edmond Dantès was delighted.