Eagle’s Glory

"But I rarely regard others as my friends..."

Agnes quietly looked at the boy in front of her.

Although he was smiling, a trace of pride could be seen between his eyebrows - even when he was showing friendship to others, he actually put on a 'this is your honor' look.

What a pompous guy.

But maybe she was infected by the current atmosphere, but Agnes didn't feel unhappy at all.

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand, held it with the young man's, and shook it twice.

Agron carefully felt the touch on his fingers - he found that Agnes's fingers were slender than he thought. Although there were some calluses on them for foreseeable reasons, it did not affect the girl's charm. On the contrary, it made her She is a little more strong.

Such slender fingers can easily and quickly end the lives of others - Aigron thought to himself.

"You...have you ever had blood on your hands?" He couldn't help but blurt out.

He regretted it for a moment. This question was really rude to ask. If Agnes had never killed or injured anyone, then it would be fine; but if she really had blood on her hands, wouldn't it be a question of her own? Bringing back unpleasant memories to others?

But he had already asked the question, so even if he regretted it, he could only look at the other party awkwardly, waiting for Agnes' answer.

Just as he feared, after hearing this question, Agnes's eyes suddenly became cool. She let go of the young man's hand, and then looked up at the woods in the distance.

"Yes, I have killed people." After a moment, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she replied in a low voice. "To be precise, two years ago, when I was competing with others, I missed and seriously injured a person. As a result, he died of his injuries not long after... This is no different from what I did..."

Agnes's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was immersed in self-blame and annoyance, "At that time, I had just received permission from the teacher to compete with others with real swords. I didn't know how to control it at all. Facing other people's swords, I He panicked, and then fought back with all his strength... By the time I came to my senses, he was already lying on the ground moaning loudly... God, his face was so horribly white at that time, I can't forget it even now. , since him I have learned to pay attention to propriety, and I have never had similar results again."

As she spoke, Agnes's voice was trembling, and she was obviously remorseful from the bottom of her heart.

Aiglon was not frightened by her words;

On the contrary, he was a little surprised - she who loved swordsmanship would be so concerned about seriously injuring or killing others.

In Agron's view, since the competition was with real swords, the swords had no eyes, and any consequences were self-inflicted - besides, Agnes defeated her opponent in an upright manner, so why should she be upset?

So, should we say that she is "not strong enough"? Or are you too kind-hearted?

"You just said that my desire to win is not strong. Although I am not convinced, I have to admit that you did see it accurately." While he was thinking about it, Agnes let out another long sigh. "I love swords, but I don't want to see blood on my hands, because I know how difficult it is for people to live. Everyone has their own dreams and things they value, just like myself... and I , but easily cut off other people’s lives, preventing them from ever seeing their families again. How cruel is it that I impose on others what I least want to face?”

Then, she smiled bitterly again. "You must think I'm hypocritical, right? I hold a sword in my hand while saying that I don't want to get blood. I also think it's funny, but it's really what I think."

It does seem a bit contradictory, but Agron doesn't think it's strange - after all, everyone has some contradictions, not to mention that Agnes is actually so young, she can't harden her heart. It's normal, and can even be said to be a good thing.

If he was really the kind of lunatic who was murderous and bloodthirsty, he would actually feel disgusted.

"Please don't feel guilty about this, Agnes. It seems to me that you have done nothing wrong." He replied loudly to Agnes. "You did not force anyone to face your sword. It was the other person who chose to fight you. You and he took the same risk, and in the end you won and he died. This was also a decision of fate - let me ask, If you lie under his sword, will your family be happy? Impossible, right? Now that you are in a duel, you can only try your best to win, whether it is for yourself or your family, you must do your best There is no need to feel guilty about winning! Do you still have the obligation to hold on when your life is in danger? "

Then, he spread his hand again and pointed at himself, "Look at me, I am different from you. I have never killed anyone with my own hands. At most, I just gave my teacher a sword - and he is still Serve me here, so if I say something strong, I have never touched a human life on my hands, but who would believe such a joke? At this moment, in this place, I am driving my followers We fought with another army, hundreds of people died, and the enemy army also died thousands of people - they all died because of my ambition... If I want to feel guilty, I should pick up my weapon right now The shotgun in my hand shot me in the head!"

Then, he looked back at Agnes, and continued, "But I have no guilt, in my opinion, I didn't force anyone to follow me, let alone drive them to die meaninglessly...they know I What are you doing, I know more about the meaning of all of us... So they voluntarily chose to follow me to face life and death. Fate took some of them away, but so what? Since it is on the battlefield, then keep up Like a duel arena, they are all surviving in the gap between life and death. Some people died unfortunately, but their death is valuable. I will not apologize to them. All I can do is thank them for their efforts and continue By walking along the path I have chosen, only in this way can I live up to their expectations!

So, look, the blood on my hands is more than a hundred times as much as yours, but what’s there to be upset about? Agnes, you should throw away this unnecessary shadow, otherwise, every time you confront someone in the future, you will think that you can’t kill and bleed, then you will put yourself in danger from the beginning, because your The enemy will not forgive you! "

Agnes looked at the young man in front of her who suddenly talked endlessly.

She knew that the other party was deliberately trying to comfort her, even taking herself as an example.

How could she not know the truth of what Aigron said? There are just some knots in my heart that are really not that easy to overcome.

"You...you are such a big villain." Agnes couldn't help but glared at him, "I've never seen a person who is so pretentious and never restrained like you, why do you always put everything you have created Sacrifices are taken for granted?! Can’t you see how many disasters you have caused?”

"Yes, I did cause disasters, and I will continue to cause more and greater disasters in the future... But so what? Would the world be beautiful without me?" Aegron asked confidently, " Just look at the land under our feet. Before I came, it had been enslaved for hundreds of years, and now it is still being bloody suppressed by heretics. How many innocent souls wander here? Is this caused by me? Now I Kill people and set fire here, but if I succeed, I can do my best to end the disaster here as soon as possible, so that this nation can get a chance to heal its wounds... Isn't it good?

And look at France, now poor and tired, trapped by the ridiculous peace of Vienna, and ruled by a group of zombies who should have gone to the grave long ago, the people endured all kinds of unreasonable bone-sucking, if I can use blood and fire To heal all this and let the people regain a prosperous life, haven't I made extraordinary achievements? I'm not afraid to create disasters, as long as one disaster smooths out more disasters, and I believe I can do it with my knowledge, my energy, and my boundless ambition.

Yes, I am a villain, I am ambitious, and even the ordinary life of wealth and wealth cannot satisfy me, so I escaped from Austria, escaped from the life arranged for me by my grandfather and Metternich... But I also believe that I My ambition is at least worthy of the torrent of the times. I can distribute happiness to my subjects and make my empire prosperous. I know that one day I will face death, but when that day comes, I can Lying in bed, I told my dying self that the world has become a better place because of my existence! "

Although Agnes was the only audience in front of him, Agron said all the words he had hidden in his heart in one breath.

He is not a sincere person, and he can even be said to be extremely good at hiding himself, but at this moment he completely forgets himself in front of Agnes—this small speech seems to have exhausted all his evaluations and expectations of himself, he His hands were waving vigorously, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

Rather than saying it is an "ideal", it is better to say that it is mixed with the fantasy of many young people, but because of this, it is more able to infect Agnes of the same age.

Yes, Agnes was almost stunned by such contagious words and body movements.

She had never seen anyone in Paris speak in such terms—not just her peers, but not even the great men of the court.

Those adults often wear wigs, their faces are as stiff as zombies, they only know how to say meaningless words over and over again, and they often follow the rules to the point of being ridiculous, as if they can only show their dignity in this way.

But he was different, he was honest and cunning, down-to-earth and whimsical. He not only had the talent of an orator, but also had a bit of the madness of a poet.

Although there is almost no trace of what he said at present, but at this moment Agnes can't help but believe that he can really say what he can do.

He was a unique man... Agnes once again admitted in her mind.

Maybe even without my sister's advice, after witnessing what he was thinking and understanding what he did, I would still be willing to stand on his side, right?

She didn't know how long it took before she finally came back to her senses.

"Okay, Aiglon, I will remember what you said. Maybe we two have different ideas, but I admit that what you just said makes sense... I really shouldn't put meaningless shackles on myself, as long as I If you confront people openly and face the risk of life and death, so what if your hands are stained with blood? I should make myself tougher," she said word by word.

"That's right, it seems that all my saliva has not been in vain." Aigron laughed happily, and then couldn't help but make a joke. "Sometimes, action is more important than thinking, resoluteness is better than any intelligence and wisdom - if one day you need to give me a sword, I advise you not to hesitate but to strike as fast as thunder, otherwise That opportunity is fleeting..."

"Don't say such things." Agnes interrupted him, "Don't make fun of yourself... My sister and brother-in-law are your servants, how could I turn my sword against you?"

"That's not necessarily the case, things are fickle..." Aigron smiled and shrugged.

Then, his expression became serious again, "By the way, I didn't tell anyone else what I said just now. If possible, I ask you to keep it a secret for me. Ordinary people are always easy to make a fuss about the truth."

"Well, of course I will." Agnes nodded immediately, "Please keep what I tell you confidential."

"That's just right. It seems we have a shared secret." Aigron laughed and nodded, "This seems to be the beginning of a true friendship, right?"

"You can say that if you want to." Agnes replied a little embarrassed, and then she seemed a little unwilling, so she added bravely, "You must think that you are bestowing glory on me, but yes For me, a friend is a friend, whether you are a traitor or an emperor, you are still a friend, it is no different to me, and the way I treat you will not change."

"Well, this is the result I want to see." Aigron has no objection at all, "If you are also a follower, then I find it boring."

Then, the two men temporarily suspended their conversation, then took off the reins from the tree, mounted their horses again, and entered the forest path.

However, although she picked up the bow again, Agnes had no intention of shooting immediately.

Instead, she seemed to have remembered something, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, Aigron, are you sure you want to marry Her Highness Theresa?"

"Yes, I will marry Theresa. This is my promise to everyone. I can't take it back." Aigron answered her without hesitation. "As for when... it will probably be after the war has come to an end."

"What kind of feelings do you have for her? If I remember correctly, you clearly abandoned her once, right?"

Agnes asked, then re-opened her bow and shot an arrow into the distance.