One Hundred and Seventy-One, Words From the Bottom of My Heart

"I want to go hunting in two days to relax. If you are interested, you can come and visit me."

With a smile on his face, Aiglon extended an invitation to Agnes enthusiastically.

It was originally his plan to go hunting in his spare time to relieve his mood; however, inviting Agnes was a sudden decision at this moment.

He had never thought about it before, but now it seemed to come naturally.

Yes, it is already so interesting to be able to talk to Agnes, so hunting and recreation with her will definitely be even more interesting...

Agnes was stunned when she heard this unexpected invitation.

After a moment, she spoke hesitantly.

"You are now at war. Although the enemy army has been repulsed by you now, there are turmoil everywhere here. Wouldn't it be too risky for you to hunt around rashly?"

"The guards around me are not just for display." Aigron replied gently but confidently, "They will set up a cordon around me. In this area, no suspicious person has the ability to approach me. So I can do whatever I want—"

Agnes looked at the young man quietly.

Although he spoke in a relaxed tone, the unquestionable momentum in his expression seemed to be able to convince anyone.

Agnes, who had drunk a little wine, suddenly became confused.

Is there another boy in the world who can be both a poet and a warrior at the same time?

Maybe, this will be a very pleasant experience.

Moreover, Agnes was really feeling a little depressed during this period. She also wanted to breathe some air and have some fun in the hard life here.

"Well... since you are so kind to invite me, it would be too ignorant for me to refuse." With a little dizziness, Agnes nodded slightly, agreeing to Eggron's invitation. "However, I can't guarantee that my performance will satisfy you. After all, I'm not proficient in hunting."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I am not an expert in hunting - even when I was in Austria, I was not keen on it." Aigron shook his head nonchalantly, "For me, this is just a way to pass the time, even if I get nothing, It's satisfying enough for me to be with you, but not everyone has the honor."

Maybe it's the effect of alcohol,

Aigron's tone was unconsciously different from the majesty and decisiveness he had deliberately shown in the past, and was a little more frivolous and easy-going. Under the dim candlelight, this handsome young man's eyes were bright, and he seemed to be able to make everyone feel comfortable.

"You are...too much..." Agnes lowered her head, and the blush on her face became more obvious. "If this kind of recreation can relieve you of the accumulated fatigue in your heart, then I will be very happy to support you."

Although Agnes is usually carefree, she comes from the old family after all. She has received extremely strict education from her parents since she was a child. She has long been accustomed to social entertainment and etiquette, so her response is flawless and enough to make the guests and hosts happy - —Of course, not everyone is qualified to be treated like this by her.

"Then we've made an agreement." Aigron smiled and picked up the wine glass. "Then let's toast to tomorrow in advance! I wish both of us will gain something on that day."

"Cheers!" Agnes and Edgar naturally did not disappoint, and toasted again.

In this way, the three of them chatted happily while drinking to add to the fun, until late at night, the banquet was declared over. By this time, they had all entered a state of drunkenness to varying degrees.

Seeing that the guests were all overwhelmed with alcohol, Aigron, who was already a little dizzy, called his captain of the guard Andre Davout to his face.

"Andre, you can take Edgar back to his residence first... He seems to be a little disabled." He gave an order.

Because Agnes lived not far from his residence, but Edgar lived on the outskirts, so he decided to have someone send him back to avoid accidents on the way.

"Okay, Your Majesty." Andre didn't say much, and directly helped the already limp Edgar out of the room.

He has been guarding outside the door, and he also knows that His Majesty’s banquet today exceeded the scheduled time, and he drank a little too much. However, it is a celebration anyway, and this is also a peaceful period. There is nothing wrong with Your Majesty having fun. Of course, he will not disturb His Majesty. Yaxing.

He helped Edgar walk into the alleyway, and the guards patrolling around saw that it was the captain of the guard himself, and did not make any attempts to stop or question them, and allowed them to leave.

Just when they came to a place not far from Edgar's residence, Edgar, who had been bleary-eyed, suddenly grabbed Andre's shoulder.

"Andre... my friend, I need your help with something."

Andre was taken aback by his sudden movement, but quickly calmed down, "What's the matter, Edgar?"

"Something about my sister-in-law." Edgar replied solemnly, then stood up straight in front of him and faced him.

Although his face was flushed with drunkenness at this time, his eyes were bright and his consciousness was clear, showing no signs of being overwhelmed by alcohol.

"Miss Agnes...? What's going on?" Andre was a little strange.

"As you know, Agnes is growing up, and her parents and sister are beginning to think about her life-long events. However, she has always been too high-minded, and she is so powerful that no one else can. She sincerely admires people who can defeat her spirit, so over time, her peers have become a little respectful of her... Alice often sighs about this, after all, there are too few people in the world who are worthy of her sister... Edgar suddenly exaggeratedly sighed, and then he suddenly lingered in André Davout's ear. "To tell you the truth, before I came, my wife and my father had made plans to try their best to bring Your Majesty and Agnes together. Wouldn't this be the best destination for her?"

When he suddenly heard this, Andre was very surprised, but he soon accepted it.

In fact, he had long thought that they were a perfect match, but unfortunately... God seemed to have made another decision.

"That's such a pity." He sighed, "Her Majesty Theresa has come to His Majesty's side, and His Majesty has promised to marry her. This should be an irrevocable decision."

"Indeed...it's a pity!" Edgar sighed with a strong smell of alcohol. "After I came here and saw Her Majesty Teresa, I could only cancel this plan with regret, but... Agnes seems to be obsessed with His Majesty, and His Majesty seems to be in love with her."

Andre opened his eyes wide and looked at Edgar in disbelief. "Your Majesty...is this really true?"

As the captain of the guard, he has always been with His Majesty, but he has never heard His Majesty talk about Agnes, so he instinctively found it hard to believe it.

"Of course...you may not have noticed during our banquet just now, but the two of them have been talking. I can't mistake the light in their eyes. They definitely love each other." Edgar's expression remained unchanged. He lied, "Furthermore, His Majesty also specially invited Agnes to hunt with her——"

"Really...really?" Under Edgar's explanation, Andre gradually wavered and accepted Edgar's words - after all, deep down in his heart, he seemed to have expected this result.

"But Her Majesty Theresa's side..." Andre hesitated again.

"A marriage is a marriage, just go ahead as usual, but who said that Your Majesty can only like one person?" Edgar asked nonchalantly, "Isn't this how our kings have been here for many years? As long as we don't stir up trouble. , wouldn’t that be good if it disturbs Her Highness Theresa?”

Edgar's rhetorical question left Andre speechless.

"That seems to be true -" After a moment, he nodded.

Looking at his appearance, Edgar was secretly happy. He solved another problem quietly - as long as the captain of the guard beside His Majesty did not cause trouble or even took the initiative to help, everything would be easier to handle.

"Actually, I am doing this not only for Agnes, but also for His Majesty's career. If they are of the same mind, it will be a very beneficial result for Your Majesty." In order to make the other party accept his opinion, Edgar He took the initiative to reach out to Andre, and then looked at Andre expectantly. "Don't you think that if the most beautiful roses in France adorn His Majesty's throne, wouldn't it be a great thing? Both for the French people and for Agnes herself."

Andre fell silent again after hearing this. He thought about it repeatedly, but could not find the loopholes in Edgar's words.

It seems that it does.

As a native of France, he himself was more happy to see Miss Agnes on His Majesty's side.

So, he also nodded. "You know, I'm just the captain of His Majesty's guard, and my duty is to protect his safety. Regarding his private life, as a servant, I have absolutely no right to intervene...Your Majesty can do whatever you want, and...you and I We are equally happy to see this come true.”

After he finished speaking, he also stretched out his hand, and their palms clicked together.

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Aiglon, who was still in the room at this time, of course could not hear the conversation between Andre and Edgar.

He was now struggling with the drowsiness of drunkenness.

And Agnes didn't look good either. She looked dizzy and her face was so red that it looked like she was bleeding.

"Miss Agnes, are you okay?" Aigron asked.

"I...I'm okay..." Agnes stood up unsteadily, "Okay...I have to go back and rest. Good night, Agron."

After she finished speaking, she took steps to go back, but she staggered before taking two steps and almost fell. She finally managed to hold on to the table.

"Are you okay?" Aigron asked, then walked next to her.

Looking at Agnes's current appearance, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems like you don't usually drink much?"

"Yes, I usually... don't like it." Agnes replied intermittently. "It's just... I just heard that my sister is safe today... I feel happy, so... so..."

"Okay, I understand. Sorry, this is my responsibility. I will pay attention to it in the future." Aigron nodded, "Then I will take you back to your room."

After saying that, he directly grabbed Agnes's arm and led her to her room.

Although he himself is not strong enough to drink, but looking at Agnes's current appearance, if he doesn't help, then someone else will have to come - but he is absolutely unwilling to let someone else come.

Therefore, I had to force myself to work hard one last time.

When he grabbed her arm, Agnes was obviously not used to it, and she struggled subconsciously, but her strength was of course no longer comparable to that of Aigron, so Aigron easily helped her up .

Aigron looked at the girl's face quietly. Even if she was wearing men's clothes, even if she was smelling of alcohol, he could not hide her grace.

She does look good.

Then, he took her with him, and the two of them walked forward with empty steps.

It seemed that Agnes's room was not far away, and they arrived at their destination quickly. Aegron dragged Agnes, walked in, and put her on the bed.

It was only then that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood by the bed, looked at the girl with her eyes slightly closed, and then bowed to her and said goodbye.

"Good night Agnes, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Aiglon..." At this time, Agnes suddenly opened her eyes, and then looked at him weakly.

"What's wrong?" Aigron endured the fatigue in his mind, and then asked her.

"Sometimes I really admire you... Even though you are only the same age as me, but... you can achieve such an achievement... It's really rare." Agnes's voice was very soft, and her voice was quite vague, but Apparently, it was all from her heart, "The only thing I am proud of is swordsmanship, but even in this area I can't beat you, and in other areas...whether it's poetry or anything else, I can't even match you Comparable. Why...why can you do it? Could this be the power of blood? The son of a hero will also be a hero..."

"Come on, fuck his blood! The blood gave me a deceitful sign at best, and was not destined to bring me anything. In those dark days, I had nothing but hard work and anger!" Eggron borrowed Feeling drunk, he replied loudly to her, "But these two things are enough. They drive me to use up my brain and body to fight to regain everything."

"Yeah... that's it..." Agnes smiled slightly, and then looked at Aigron with half-opened eyes, "The blood is nothing more than a deceitful cover. When our family was displaced in Italy, how could there be anything?" Is the superhuman blood protecting us? It's nothing more than a group of poor exiles... You are right, Aigron... You are yourself, no one predestined you to be extraordinary, and all your achievements belong to yourself …So I admire you.”

"Thank you." Aigron replied solemnly, "Actually, I also admire you. You are also a person who transcends the ordinary, and this is only due to your own efforts... You are already dazzling enough."

Then, he covered Agnes with a blanket, and bid farewell to her softly, "Take a good rest, and see you tomorrow... I believe it will be very pleasant."

"See you tomorrow, Aiglon..." Agnes replied softly, then closed her eyes again.