Eagle’s Glory

After negotiating with Syndicate de Main, Edmond Dantes sent him away.

It was not until he watched the other person's figure disappear into the shadows of the woods that he finally relaxed his tense nerves.

Now that I'm finally alone, I can finally rest well and not be wary of bullets coming from nowhere.

Carrying out such a dangerous and complicated task in a foreign country has consumed his brain power excessively. Although he has already tempered himself to be strong-willed, in his heart, he still feels a little tired from time to time.

Although he knew that the identity of Syndicate de Maine was definitely fictitious, he was willing to believe the identity of the other party, and the intersection of being both "French" allowed him to be less careful when dealing with two people.

Hope your judgment is accurate.

Edmond Dantès put down the selfish thoughts in his heart, walked back to the side of the humble thatched hut, picked up the letter paper, and quickly wrote on a wooden board.

With the help of the dim light, he wrote down his current situation, the progress he has made, and the help he needs now, and his views on the current situation in Greece.

Tomorrow, he will go to the port of Lavrion again, and then secretly send this letter of infinite hope to his master who is still on the island of Monte Cristo. It is expected that he will receive the letter in a few days.

Since he came to Greece, he would regularly write letters to His Majesty every few days, on the one hand, to report his progress and put forward his needs;

Judging from the current activities, although Edmund Dantes is not too optimistic, he feels that it is relatively smooth, so he is also very confident to take credit with his master.

He also believes that what he has done so far is enough to satisfy him.

After writing the letter, Edmond Dantès, with a sense of contented security, tidyed up hastily, and then lay down on a bed made of broken wooden boards, ending the rewarding day.

In the days that followed, Edmond Dantès, with the help of Syndicate de Mayne, successfully completed the deal with the Egyptian military officer Youssef Naqif, and got a lot from him. arms.

Seeing that the other party took out a batch of weapons for sale so easily, he couldn't help but be a little curious about the specific position of Yusuf Natchef, but he also knew in his heart that the less you asked about some things, the better, so there was no more. Do a test.

Together with his own people, he found a hidden cave nearby, and carefully hid these weapons.

But if nothing else, after a while, when his loyal master came to this land with the volunteer army, these secret caves would become one of their supply warehouses.

After the successful completion of this transaction, Edmund Dantès's energy was finally liberated and could be put into other areas.

At this time, Syndicate de Main also brought him good news-his mountain bandit leader friend, after a few days of hesitation, finally decided to walk out of his hiding place and ask to see this guy. Mr. Wilmore, a rich and rich man, see if he can find a new way of making a living for himself and his bandits.

Edmond Dantes was overjoyed in his heart, but he still maintained a cold attitude on the surface, and then discussed the meeting place with Syndicate de Mayne.

In the early morning of the next day, he was led by Syndicate de Maine to a hill near the port of Lavrion.

It can be seen that this is a cemetery with some crooks standing on it crookedly, but because it has been left unattended for a long time, it has already grown overgrown with weeds, and only small undulating buns are left.

Edmond Dantès didn't care about the environment here. He looked around among the weeds, waiting for the arrival of the promised person.

He didn't wait long, and soon, in his field of vision, a tall figure appeared.

Dressed in ordinary burlap clothes and a tattered wide-brimmed felt hat on his head, this man didn't look like a murderous gangster, but more like a submissive farmer.

However, from his strong arms and the sharp eyes that flickered occasionally, he could still see the character of the desperado in this man-on his waist, Edmond Dantes found that A hidden hilt.

Because of the felt hat on his head, Edmond Dantès couldn't see the other side's face clearly, he could only see the big beard on the other side's face, but the figure that kept approaching from the other side, and Syndicate De- Mayne's expression, he still judged that the other party was the person he was looking for this time.

He spread his hands and made a welcoming gesture, showing that he was not hostile; and the other party also spread his hands when he came over, indicating that he was only here for negotiation.

Soon, the two were in a face-to-face position.

The sea breeze reverberated between this desolate cemetery, scratching the weeds and swaying up and down, adding to the desolate atmosphere.

"Isaac Valleolo." Under the watchful eye of Edmond Dantès, he took off his hat, bowed to him, and then saluted him in Greek.

At this time, Edmond Dantès could finally see the other's face clearly - this is a middle-aged man with short hair, about 30 years old, his broad forehead is full of strength, but now he is a little thin , and his bushy beard was stained with some dust, making him even more dusty.

It looks like things have been pretty bad recently.

[Dragon set *3, the original book friend's name was Edward Balleo, but this name is too un-Greek, so I changed the Greek name of Isaac, sorry~]

"Very nice to meet you." Edmond Dantès greeted each other in the Greek he had just learned.

Then he became suspicious again.

"Aren't you msl?"

"Not everyone who worked for Pasha was an msl, for example, I was an Orthodox Christian, and some European officers also worked for him." Isaac Valleolo shook his head, "sometimes , fate is so strange."

Edmund Dantès's Greek is not pure, and some need to be translated for himself by De Mayne next to him.

However, from the dejected expression on the other side, he unexpectedly found a sense of resonance.

As a Greek, he worked for Ali Pasha, who was entrenched in Albania, and then became a bandit after Pasha was killed... His life must be a story of twists and turns.

Because of this, he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

"If that's the case, why didn't you go back to your hometown after Pasha was killed?" Edmond Dantes asked. "I think you can find a place to stay?"

"I offended some people in my hometown, they can't tolerate me, and I don't want to be a farmer for the rest of my life." Isaac Valleoli shook his head again, "Besides, if I go back to my hometown, my The subordinates have nowhere to go, and most of them have nowhere to go."

After hearing what the other party said, Edmund Danteston changed his mind even more.

"I didn't expect you to be so particular about friendship."

Edmond Dantès knew very well that the other party must have no way out now, so he would take the risk and run over to try his luck - but on the surface, he has always maintained a polite and polite attitude so as not to provoke this man. Mountain bandit leader.

"If you have been born and died with a group of people for so many years, you will think the same." Isaac Balleo replied slightly coldly, "Okay, you have asked me enough questions, now it's my turn. I'm asking you - Mr. Wilmore, I heard you're willing to pay us to hire us, so how much can you pay?"

"It depends on your performance. If it meets the standards that satisfy me, I am willing to pay a high salary." Edmond Dantes replied calmly.

As he said, he took out a gold coin from his pocket and shook it in front of the other party, "You should have heard De Maine say that I am rich, yes, I am an idealist And I happen to be rich, and I'm willing to spend a lot of money for my dreams, and if you can help me, then some of that money will be yours."

"Ideal..." Isaac Balleo curled his lips slightly and smiled slightly disdainfully. "If you just come here to experience the ideal, I advise you to go back to your comfortable nest early. There is no ideal in this ghost place, only constant betrayal and killing."

"You don't need to worry about this issue, I am responsible for all my own actions." Edmond Dantes ignored the other party's advice.

Then, he changed his words, "How many people are in your team now?"

"There are more than 20 people." Isaac Balleo hesitated a little, then replied. "Although the number is small, they are all veterans and are familiar with the situation here."

Well, indeed a force to be harnessed.

Edmond Dantes thought for a while, then asked another question, "How much blood debt do you have?"

Although he doesn't care much about the other party's criminal record, if their reputation is too bad in the local area, it will be troublesome to use, and it will also damage your Majesty's reputation.

Fortunately, his concerns were quickly dispelled.

"We just want to live, we don't like killing people, and since we are so few in number, we don't dare to do too much." Isaac Valleolo replied, "But we did kill people."

Syndicate de Mayne next to him also suddenly nodded, helping his friend, "Mr. Wilmore, I swear by our noble family name, what he said is true, Isaac is not an indiscriminate madman, otherwise we will Nor will they be friends."

That being the case, then Edmond Dantes doesn't care.

It was a bandit, not an angel, who came to him, what else could he expect? As long as it's not the kind of gangster who is full of blood and debt, it doesn't matter.

It seems that all concerns have been eliminated, and Edmond Dantes suddenly feels that this is a very ideal partner.

These mountain bandits can be used as their initial strength, and they can temporarily arm them with the weapons they just bought.

But... of course he wouldn't be naive enough to believe in the sincerity of the bandits so quickly.

In particular, he does not yet have the power to deter this group of people, and he cannot expect them to faithfully obey his command.

However, he believes that he will soon be able to do so.

"Okay, I have no other problem." After a moment of silence, he said his decision, "Barrio, I can hire you and pay you a sufficient salary, but in exchange, I ask you Must be loyal to me and obey my orders."

Isaac Balleo narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of him, and nodded slightly.

"I have no opinion."

Although his tone was flat, it also meant that the two sides had officially entered into a cooperative relationship—or to be more precise, the group of mountain bandits had officially joined Mr. Wilmore and the forces behind him.

"Well, after you go back today, tell your subordinates about this, and wait for my news." Edmond Dantes breathed a sigh of relief, and then instructed the other party.

Then, he picked up the gold coin in his hand and threw it directly at the other party, "I will contact you soon, be ready at any time."

Isaac Valleolo took the coin.

A mere gold coin would certainly not be able to support him and his subordinates, but it also clearly and unmistakably explained the employment relationship between the two people.

Looking at the tall man in front of him, he felt a little dazed for a moment, feeling as if he had returned to those days of serving.

"Yes!" He unconsciously raised his hand and gave a military salute to him.

Edmond Dantes smiled and nodded at the other party, but then found that the other party did not leave.

"Do you have anything else to do?" he asked quickly.

"An unrelated thing, but very important to me." Isaac Balleo hesitated for a moment before asking, "Sir, you are from Western Europe, aren't you?"

"So what?" Edmond Dantes replied.

"So... do you know a French officer named Fernand Morcerf?" Isaac Valleoli asked in a low voice.

At this moment, his expression suddenly seemed a little nervous, as if he was more concerned about the answer than when he discussed it just now.

Fernand Morcerf! The name sounded like thunder in Edmond Dantes' ears.

No one cared more about the name than him.

"I know him." He tried his best to control his expression, then looked at him coldly, "but he probably doesn't know me, and we don't have friendship. Why, do you know him too?"

Contrary to what Edmond Dantès had expected, he was greeted by Isaac Valleoli's terrifying gaze that flashed with hatred, and when he faced this gaze, Edmund really understood that what he was facing. The right one is a mountain bandit leader who has murdered many times, a desperado who once participated in the rebels.

"I know him, of course I know him, the despicable and shameless traitor!" he answered loudly.

Looking at the other's face distorted by hatred, Edmond Dantes seemed to finally understand something, and he smiled slightly.

"It seems that we have another consensus."