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After Albert challenged the Count of Monte Cristo, he left Roland's box angrily.

Beauchamp, Debray and others who came to witness with him surrounded Albert and left together to prevent him from doing more radical things.

The Count of Monte Cristo remained in the box.He leaned against the edge of the box, looking at Donna Bello who was singing on the stage, while beating the time, while singing softly——

"Oh, what a beautiful song!"

"Miss Belloux is truly a gem in Paris, don't you think, Miss Tanglars?"

Roland was sitting upright with his mouth tightly pursed, his eyes gleaming with anger—she was angry, very angry.Her anger stemmed from her ignorance of the truth. It happened right in front of her eyes, but she still didn't know what was going on?

The Count of Monte Cristo didn't hear Roland's answer, so he turned his head and looked at the two women sitting in the box.

Mrs. Tanglar obviously didn't want to cause trouble, so she sat huddled far away, with the fan in her hand frantically shaking, covering her face.

Roland was as straight as a poplar tree in spring, and her big black eyes were fixed on the earl. Seeing him turn around, Roland said in a deep voice, "I need an explanation, my lord the earl."

Since the Count of Monte Cristo stepped into the social world, he has always behaved as a gentleman, so he is very popular with the ladies.

But this time, the face of the Count of Monte Cristo turned slightly blue, as if covered with a thin layer of frost.

Hearing Roland's question, he slowly said, "Miss, I'm afraid you are not qualified to ask about the quarrel between me and Viscount de Morcerf."

"I'm sorry, of course I have the qualifications."

Roland retorted solemnly, "Everything that happened just now is on my territory."

She was referring to this box on the surface, but in fact, the earl knew better than anyone else that this grand opera house and the entire Royal Opera Company were Roland's property.

As long as this incident happened in the theater, it would have something to do with Roland—this is probably a "fallacious theory".

The count stared at Roland, as if he felt that she was an outlier among women.

There was suppressed anger in her dark, animated eyes—what was she mad about?

By the way, she still has sympathy in her eyes, who is she sympathizing with?Albert?Although the two people are not yet married, they still have some feelings?

The count suddenly sneered: "Miss Tanglar, it seems that although your father tried his best to arrange your marriage with Viscount Cavalcanti, your heart is still on the side of Viscount de Morcerf..."

"The person I most sympathize with is you—"

Roland said it out loud.

The count's face turned pale again.There were many doubts in his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask for a while.

Madame Tanglar was still holding her fan and shrank aside.

The nearby boxes heard the movement again, and their curious eyes turned to this side.

The Count of Monte Cristo took a deep breath, took a step forward, bent down, took Roland's hand, and bowed his head to give him a soft kiss.

"How honored I am to have the mercy of Miss."

The earl smiled miserably, and there were two elements of arrogance and self-deprecation in his smile at the same time.

"The only thing I would like to request is that the lady can come to No. 30 Champs Elysees Avenue tomorrow morning to see Heidi."

"She said you were her only friend in this city, and someone who could understand her."

Roland nodded slightly when he heard this, and at the same time gently withdrew his hand from the earl's, turning his head away.She was fixed there like a glamorous marble statue, as if she had already begun to enjoy Donna's singing.

The Count of Monte Cristo bowed friendlyly to Madame Tanglars, and then strode out of the box.

"Eugénie..."

The frightened Mrs. Tanglar finally dared to speak.

She put the fan in her hand to her mouth and whispered, "You won't really go tomorrow morning..."

Roland was too lazy to explain to her, and said coldly: "Madam, you know, I have always had a fixed schedule."

"Tomorrow morning, it's time for me to go to the 'Book Club'."

But the "reading club" can also be held at NO.30 Champs Elysees Avenue.

It was the first time for Roland to visit this mansion.

As soon as her carriage stopped in front of the iron gate of the house, a servant stepped forward and asked if it was Miss Tanglar.

"My lord earl has left a message. As soon as Miss Tanglar arrives, please go directly to Miss Heidi's suite."

Roland asked, "The Count of Monte Cristo left early in the morning?"

"Yes, I went out early in the morning." The servant replied submissively and calmly.

Roland thought: The servants in this mansion probably don't even know that their master left early in the morning to go to a duel.

She was soon ushered into a set of small oriental-style suites.

The floor here is covered with thick Turkish rugs that feel light to walk on.

As soon as Roland entered the door, he smelled a shisha smell with the scent of roses and mint, which reminded her of the first time she met Heidi.

The bead curtain in front of the small living room was quickly pulled up, and Roland was invited into the living room by the maids.

She stood still in the living room, and the maids quickly retreated, and the door was closed—in the entire suite, only she and Heidi were left—

At this moment, Heidi is in front of her: she is lying on the thick carpet, holding a hookah pipe in her hand, and the rich and fragrant hookah slowly rises from the pipe, but Heidi seems to have completely forgotten that there is a hookah This thing.

She is like a completely still statue.

But this statue is anything but the flawless Greek princess of yore.

Heidi's eyes were darkened and sunken, but her eyelids were swollen.Her big, round, bright eyes were fixed on the ceiling—clearly not at the intricate and brightly painted plaster ceiling.

"My friend, the Count of Monte Cristo, has left me a message asking me to come and see you this morning."

"Eugénie—"

Heidi seemed to have suddenly discovered Roland's existence, Gulu turned over from the carpet and sat up, and she threw the hookah pipe aside.

"Heidi, are you... worried that the Earl will lose to Albert in a duel?" Roland asked.

Heidi laughed bitterly: "No."

She suddenly stood up vigorously, took Roland's hand, and said quickly, "Come with me!"

She led Roland through the large and spacious staircase to the other wing of the room.There, she opened the door and let Roland see the earl's weapon room.

Roland followed Heidi into this weapon room, as if stepping into a small armory.

There are all kinds of fancy swords, epees, and giant swords hanging on the walls here, and there is a Japanese sword on the fireplace; Moon scimitar...Greek style, Turkish style, all kinds of zeros and zeros.

On the other side of the wall, there are various firecrackers, handguns, and birdcracks... An iron safety sliding door is installed on the wall, and the ammunition for these weapons is obviously hidden in this place safely.

Heidi walked into a large piece of iron covering the wall, and took a card attached to the iron sheet—it was an ace of clubs, and the four sides of the clubs on it were knocked off by a bullet.

Roland was astonished—Heidi brought her to this place, which proved that the Count of Monte Cristo had already made all preparations to use force to fight against others.

Heidi was right. Unless there were extremely special circumstances, the earl would not lose the duel between the earl and Albert.

"Then what you're worried about is..."

Roland looked at Heidi.

She knew Heidi's identity from the newspaper: the daughter of Ali Pasha, governor of Yannina, Greece.

After this Ali Pasha was killed by the enemy, Heidi's family was ruined and she remained anonymous for more than ten years. She finally stood up in court and revealed that Earl de Morcerf betrayed his master for money, killed Pasha and his warriors, and acted as a hero. The history of human traffickers.

Heidi covered her eyes with her hands.

"Today the count will kill Albert to avenge himself."

Roland knew that Heidi was a "player" just like himself, but she was different from him. Heidi was an "Avenger", so she was not affected by the shielding of the planes and could clearly watch the entire chess game.

But Roland didn't understand: "Albert is so young...does the count really hate him?"

Heidi stretched out her hand to pull Roland, and the two left the weapon room of the Monte Cristo mansion, and returned to the small Turkish-style living room again.

Heidi sat down on the corner sofa in the corner of the room and said in a low voice: "This is the Count of Monte Cristo's method of revenge on the Count de Morcerf—let him taste the pain of bereavement and torture him with the greatest pain in the world." , hurt him, make him sleepless at night, make him regret the sins he has committed forever..."

The more Roland listened, the more frightened he became.

"Then, if Baron Tanglar is also the earl's enemy, the earl can also kill me at all costs to take revenge on Baron Tanglar?"

Heidi opened her swollen eyelids and looked back at Roland: "The count won't do anything to women—besides, if I kill you, as long as there is no loss in the treasury, Baron Tanglar will probably not be very sad."

Roland: ...Surprisingly, it makes sense.

"But Albert is innocent." Roland returned to the topic.

"Yes, Albert was also innocent of Janine's treachery. He was implicated by his father."

"I have no intention of hurting Albert—but in this plane, people do not exist as independent individuals; Albert's fate is closely linked with his family name. Therefore, the damage has already been done and is irreparable."

Roland added: "The earl will use a duel to completely destroy an innocent injury, so as to eliminate the hatred in his heart."

"That's it!"

"If he doesn't do this, he has no meaning in existence - then he will be willing to be killed by Albert in a duel."

Heidi lowered her head and asked melancholy: "So, I've always wanted to ask you, what kind of 'perfect revenge' is?"

"Perfect revenge?" Roland asked.

As an Avenger, Heidi revealed more than once that she is obsessed with "perfect revenge".

"Heidi, my friend, your attack on Count de Morcerf in the House of Nobles was, in my mind, a 'perfect revenge'." Roland replied.

Although the reports in the newspapers were just words, they described Heidi's actions when she testified in the House of Nobles in detail, and even vividly described her demeanor.

Heidi made the crimes and scandals of Count de Morcerve public, and the statements and evidences were just right, as well as the last heartfelt accusation——

Exposing crimes and bringing them to the law and the public is the most appropriate way to punish evil and promote good.

In Roland's mind, Heidi was simply a courageous and resourceful female knight.

"Yes," Heidi sat on the corner sofa, hugged her knees, and curled up into a small ball, "After that, the 'implanted hatred' provided by the plane was finally released, so I was able to look at it more rationally."

"Implanted hatred?"

Roland was shocked by this new concept - Heidi had mentioned before that the producer would make the "vengeance contestants" who entered the plane feel hatred.But she never thought that this kind of hatred would be done in the form of "implantation".

Could it be that, in order to make the "reality show" more realistic, did the producer of the plane really implant "emotional packages" such as hatred into the contestants of the plane?

Seeing the shock in Roland's eyes, Heidi immediately stretched out her hand and showed her the small silver earring in her hand: "This is the implanted emotional experience."

"As long as you wear it, you can feel the emotions of the characters in the play, and you can feel the strong feeling of love wanting to live and hate wanting to die. You can't wait to eat the flesh and lay the skin on your enemy. Hate keeps you awake at night, and you have to do something to calm yourself."

"Eugénie, do you want to try?"

"As long as I wear it on your earlobe, you will be able to experience my whole journey and understand why I am willing to give up my most precious freedom and hide in the downtown area of ​​Paris as a slave girl, waiting for an opportunity for revenge." .”

"Of course, you don't have to worry too much - you are not the owner of this 'emotional bag', and it has been 'released', so it won't stick to you forever. I'll put it on for you, and it will take off in a moment."

"In fact, I've been wearing this 'mood bag' since I entered the plane, and it didn't fall off automatically until yesterday."

Heidi sighed, apparently this little "implanted emotional bag" had caused her intense pain.

Oddly enough, Roland nodded.

So Heidi reached out and put this "earring" on the lobe of Roland's left ear, causing her a small tingling pain.

In an instant, the scene in front of Roland immediately changed——

She seemed to be in the royal court of the aristocrats in the east. The building in front of her eyes had beautiful arcs and arches one after another, as well as star-like relief decorations.

By the clear garden pool in the distance, women are laughing and playing in the water.The men were sitting under the flower shed covered with vines, laughing and chatting.There is a faint sound of music in the distance——

This feeling was so real, Roland instantly felt a peaceful and warm...happiness.

A woman walked towards Roland, and the sunlight shone into Roland's eyes from behind her, so that an extremely gentle starlight appeared on the edge of the woman's face.

She opened her arms and called Heidi's name—so Roland felt love, the kind of warm love created by blood from his mother.

In a blink of an eye, everything was destroyed.

Flames rose, and dense gunshots rang in his ears. Ali Pasha shouted the name of "Gun|Powder Guardian" and disappeared into the smoke formed by the matchlock guns.

In a blink of an eye, the head of Ali Pasha hung high above the city of Istanbul, and the woman beside him screamed and fell to the ground, never waking up again...

This emotion was extremely short-lived, because Heidi quickly took off the "earrings" on Roland's earlobe.

But this emotion is extremely strong, and within a moment, it seems to have carved traces in Roland's blood vessels.

So Roland woke up from this dream covered in cold sweat. She turned pale and reached out to hold Heidi's hands: "My friend, I never thought it would be like this..."

If you have to endure this kind of emotional distress every day in this plane - Roland deeply understands Heidi's feelings.

She still holds this point of view, that hatred exists objectively - you can't hold a person back from revenge, because hatred is two-way, preventing revenge is equivalent to letting the person who holds hatred continue to harm himself.

The key lies in whether this revenge is out of justice, and whether the means are justified.

"Yes, Eugenie, I'm stuck with it."

Heidi held Roland's hand, and tears gradually flowed from her eyes.

"Eugénie, I think the Earl is the same. He has been trapped by hatred all his life. If he doesn't complete his revenge, he will never be able to get out of this emotion."

"After getting out of trouble, I gradually became sober, but felt pain and regret again, because it is impossible for this kind of hatred not to bring harm to innocent people."

"Eugénie, tell me, dear friend, is there really a 'perfect revenge' in this world?"

Who would have thought?

The peerless and beautiful Heidi, the unrestrained Heidi, the courageous and resourceful Heidi... She was crying at this moment, holding Roland's hands tightly, trying to get comfort and answers from her friends.

Suddenly there seemed to be a commotion in the great house of the Count of Monte Cristo.

A maid opened the door of the living room and announced to the inside: "My lord is back."

Roland and Heidi looked at each other, and she could see the pain in Heidi's eyes:

Now that the count is back, it means that Albert is dead.

Roland couldn't help but think of what Heidi said: "The damage has already been done and is irreparable."