Eagle’s Glory

Following the prince's announcement, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

People leaned against the wall one after another, and automatically gave up a large open space in the center to make way for Miss Agnes to perform.

Seeing such a clear effect, the prince was also secretly happy - his and Edgar's plan was successfully implemented.

He could feel Princess Teresa's gaze that was deliberately suppressing her anger, but he didn't care. He couldn't get used to this arrogant Austrian girl for a long time. Now there is a chance for her to be shriveled, but his heart is full. The pleasure of revenge.

With a sense of revenge, he raised his head and looked at a corner of the room.

"Miss, please come on stage! We are all waiting to see your performance!"

In an instant, everyone's line of sight followed his line of sight and looked towards that corner.

Agnes, who was originally dressed simply and unobtrusive, instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Agnes suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but on the surface she maintained her due composure.

Because of her background, she was used to seeing big scenes, so even though it happened suddenly, she didn't panic.

Then, under the gazes of everyone, Agnes walked step by step to the open space in the center of the room and stood tall.

Because she has entered the state of battle, her steps are light and powerful, and her vision is as sharp as a falcon. She is obviously just a girl, but at the moment she is like a female leopard who is preparing to pounce on her prey. A sense of oppression.

Although most of the people present did not know Agnes' true identity, at this moment they were all overwhelmed by the maiden's awe-inspiring attitude.

They either applauded or whistled, cheering for the unknown girl, and in an instant, the whistle rang throughout the room.

Just a few steps away, and Agnes stole the show—though it wasn't exactly what she wanted.

Amidst the endless cheers, Agnes slowly breathed evenly and quietly looked ahead with clear and cold eyes, as if the whole world had been isolated from the fog.

She waited for her opponent to appear - no matter who it was, she had the confidence to step on him easily.

Well, except for that nasty guy!

As soon as she thought of this thought, she suddenly felt painful ripples flooding from the water-like lake in her heart.

Although she was never willing to lose her face, after the fight, she had to admit that it was difficult for her to win that hateful young man.

For her arrogant and arrogant, this has already troubled her, and what he has done has added to the resentment in her heart - there is nothing in the world like the kind that clearly offends you, but People who can't be punished are even more abhorrent.

So, her eyes drifted abruptly, landed on the smiling young man, and glared at him fiercely, as if she was challenging him.

Aigron felt her gaze, and of course he could guess what the girl was thinking at this time, but he didn't care. Instead, he nodded to her with great interest, as if to encourage her to behave well in the future and serve everyone. Just as fun.

His smile made Agnes even more annoyed. Her eyes could almost pierce his body. If it wasn't for the scruples that this was the home of young people, I'm afraid she would have already challenged it directly...

Aegron was overjoyed, and he enjoyed teasing her, as if he was teasing a scratching kitten.

"His Royal Highness." At this moment, Teresa whispered a word, interrupting the two people's gaze.

Aegron finally reacted, screaming badly, so he immediately turned to look at Teresa. "What's the matter, Teresa?"

"Is this the show you arranged--?" Teresa asked calmly, "If it is, then I admit that it did give me enough surprises."

Although her expression was calm, there was clearly a hint of resentment in her tone.

Obviously, she was blinded by this sudden attack, but because of her upbringing, she refused to openly question her fiancé.

——If it wasn’t for His Highness’s deliberate arrangement, how could his cousin have the courage to suddenly present a “sideshow” in front of him and His Highness?

Agron knew in his heart that he could no longer stay out of the situation, and hurriedly explained to Agnes.

"No, Teresa, I don't know anything about it like you, and I was surprised when my cousin mentioned it just now...I think he's probably trying to make us have some fun, so that's why he suggested it. Right."

Teresa has been staring at the young man, and judging from his reaction, it seems that he has not spoken.

However, since the two knew each other, His Highness had lied to her so many times, and even if he was acting unpretentiously, Teresa was still a little suspicious.

"Is it true? Don't lie to me..."

It was because she was worried about gain and loss that she felt a little weak for a moment, so much so that she spoke to the young man like a spoiled child.

"Really! I never lied to you about this matter. I really didn't know they had such an arrangement." Aegron quickly assured Teresa.

As for whether other things lied to her, that is another matter...

Seeing that Teresa's face softened a little, Aegron proposed to her again, "If you think this arrangement is not good, then I can cancel it."

"No, how can I cancel it?" Teresa immediately shook her head and denied his proposal, "I'm also looking forward to seeing Miss Agnes' performance—"

Although she was in a bad mood, Teresa maintained her calmness.

Now, Agnes has come under her nose with everyone's cheers. If she asks His Highness to repel her, what would it be like? I just lost face of myself and my family.

Miss Agnes is indeed radiant, but how can she be inferior? Whether it is family background, appearance, or ability, he is not afraid of her at all.

If she was in disarray in the face of challenges, she would never have gotten to where she is today.

In addition, His Highness personally assured that all this was not his arrangement, which proved that he did not deliberately encourage Agnes to challenge herself, so Teresa resumed her previous calmness.

She looked away, then looked at Agnes quietly.

Although the girl in front of her was only wearing simple clothes, her awe-inspiring posture and her sharp eyes were so dazzling.

Although she didn't like to randomly suspect the other party, but seeing this situation with her own eyes made her have to have a little doubt in her heart——

Obviously, this is someone deliberately building up Agnes to steal her limelight.

But what did Agnes think? Did she not care at all, or was she actively cooperating?

From her current performance, she is actively cooperating.

So...why is this?

Could it be that Agnes, who is so proud, and Agnes who is so arrogant, is so obsessed with the pursuit of others that she is willing to fall for this pursuit?

Teresa felt a little unbelievable, but what happened in front of her made her have to believe it.

Just as she was thinking to herself, Agnes also noticed that Princess Teresa was looking at her, so she nodded slightly and greeted Teresa, and in Teresa's eyes, it seemed like she was provoking herself again. , as if she was the protagonist here for granted.

Obviously, if a person is preconceived, nothing feels right.

Teresa endured the restlessness and unease in her heart, and then nodded calmly to the other party, wishing her a brilliant future and making all the guests at the banquet happy.

She wanted to invite Agnes over, not for the current scene, but since the play had already ended, she could only watch silently and let the play finish.

No matter how Agnes behaves next, no matter how much doubt and anger she has in her heart, she will never let herself be embarrassed, because she is Teresa, the fiancée of His Royal Highness, the daughter of Archduke Karl, and the Habsburg family. The princess, she has her own pride.

Under Teresa's gaze, a young officer stepped out of the crowd, walked in front of Agnes, and bowed to Agnes.

"Dear miss, may I ask your name?"

"Forgive me for the inconvenience." Agnes replied bluntly, "Tonight, I just want to play against you and other challengers in an upright manner, just to cheer up the gentlemen after drinking, and I don't need to leave my name in the world."

The young officer was a little surprised, but nodded with a wry smile, "Okay, since that's the case, then I won't report my name, let's perform for everyone as an anonymous person—"

Then, he looked at Aegron again, and said respectfully to him, "Your Majesty, please allow me to be disrespectful for a while, and wield a sword in front of you."

"It doesn't matter." Aigron smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry, my skills are not bad. Even if you miss temporarily, I will not suffer the same accident as poor Henry II."

- King Henry II of France, who was stabbed in the head by the short spear of Montgomery, captain of the Scottish Guard, during a tournament to celebrate the marriage of his daughter and sister. 40 years old all the year round.

His words immediately caused a burst of laughter, but immediately a guard stopped in front of him, lest any accidents happen next.

Then, someone walked up to the two people with two sabres and asked them to choose.

"Please go first," said the young officer kindly.

Agnes didn't refuse, she just took a sword and waved it lightly while holding the hilt to adapt to the center of gravity and feel of the blade.

The young officer took the remaining saber, and then looked at Agnes, the pretty girl in front of him really made him unable to connect with "danger".

"Miss, the sword has no eyes, you must be careful..." He couldn't help but persuade again.

"You'd better worry about yourself." Agnes replied confidently, "If you lose, I hope you can admit defeat with ease, don't hold back because of your face, so that I can control it so that I don't hurt anyone. It would be unlucky to see blood on a day of celebration like today."

Hearing the girl's arrogant answer, the young man was both embarrassed and amused, but he couldn't say anything else, so he could only nod his head, "I hope you do the same."

Then, the two picked up their swords and started to confront each other a few meters apart.

The young man is like a great enemy, after all, he is not willing to lose to a young girl in front of everyone; but Agnes is a little careless, because she knows that the opponent in front of her is no better.

In a few breaths, the young officer suddenly stepped forward, and then stabbed the girl towards the shoulder with his sword. The girl suddenly took a step to the side, followed by an arc like lightning.

The dazzling arc light made the young man a little dazzled, and when he woke up, he was stunned to find that a sword had been placed in front of his throat, and there was only a slight distance left - no doubt, as long as the girl thought, She could easily stab a few centimeters forward with her sword and end the young man's life.

I... just lost like that?

An unbelievable thought popped up in the young man's mind. He was quite confident in swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that in front of this unknown girl, only one girl would be defeated in one round.

A burst of shame and anger made the young man blushed. He took a deep breath and seemed to want to struggle again.

"Remember what I said just now." Agnes reminded in a low voice.

At this time, the young officer finally woke up.

If you lose, your skills are not as good as others. If you continue to stalk you after losing, you will be embarrassing yourself in front of your colleagues and Your Majesty. You must not do this.

So, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only take a step back with a blushing face, then bowed to Agnes, admitted his failure, and then turned around and retreated into the crowd.

At this moment, deafening cheers erupted from the crowd, and they were overwhelmed by the girl's momentary demeanor.

But such a short performance was not enough to satisfy these passionate young officers.

"Come again, come again!" they cheered in unison.

"Who else is there? Come on!" Agnes, who was in high spirits, looked at everyone provocatively with her sword in hand.

She looked at everyone in front of her with awe, as if they were still unafraid even if they swarmed up.

Such a graceful appearance made the people present eager to try it. Under the arrangement of Prince Charles, challengers came forward one by one, picked up their swords and challenged Agnes, but they were quickly defeated. There are very few rounds.

With Agnes' victories time and time again, the cheers continued.

At first, those losers were still ashamed and angry, but as more and more people lost, no one cared about this kind of failure anymore. They cheered for the girl and looked forward to her more performances.

Agnes is also getting more and more brave, and she is also inspired by the desire to win, as if her blood is burning for it, driving her to swing her sword again and again - fortunately, she still maintains her last sanity and did not let the field go. Five steps in blood spatter.

Amid the cheers, Agnes stared coldly at her new opponent.

She found out that this person she knew.

"The Count of Monte Cristo...?"

"Miss, good evening." Edmund Dantes bowed to her solemnly.

Due to Agnes' identity, he couldn't call her name in front of everyone, but his attitude was enough to show his respect for her.

"I know I'm not your opponent, but I'm very happy to be able to learn from you... It's our great honor to experience your style in person."

Today, he didn't know anything about it, but after seeing Agnes' demeanor, he remembered what happened before, so he was also interested and took the initiative to challenge Agnes.

"Okay!" Agnes, who was already in the play, couldn't help grinning, and her eyes also shone brightly, "I'm just curious how much you've grown!"