Eagle’s Glory

"It makes me a little ashamed to take advantage of her feelings for my sister, God forgive me..."

Hearing Alice's exclamation, the Marquis de Treville felt very uncomfortable.

Ever since Alice married into her own family, she has been doing her best to fulfill her responsibilities as a daughter-in-law, to honor herself, to help her maintain the family business, and she has participated in such dangerous activities without complaint or regret, even now she is letting her The younger sister is also at risk.

She originally had too many better choices, but she insisted on her decision without hesitation, and never complained.

Thinking of this, his heart was also filled with guilt.

In this situation, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little melancholy.

Soon, he regained his strength.

"Okay, then we've made a deal, I'll order Edgar, you go to Agnes to intercede—"

When he said this, his expression suddenly became a little strange again.

"Do you have any concerns?" Seeing his expression, Alice asked quickly.

"I remember that your sisters met His Majesty in Switzerland before?" General Treville asked softly, "How is the relationship between Your Majesty and Agnes?"

"Your Majesty is a talented person with an easy-going and funny personality, so he gets along very well with each of us." Alice replied immediately, "As for Agnes...she should also appreciate Your Majesty very much, but not because of him. The poetry, but because of his swordsmanship, the two of them had a serious sparring, Agnes fell a little bit, she has always been worried about it, I think it is the first time she has encountered such an opponent among her peers -"

"Isn't it a great match?" whispered the Marquis de Treville. "I didn't expect our most useful place to be here!"

Seeing his expression, Alice suddenly understood.

"This is not allowed!" She subconsciously objected, "Your Majesty will definitely find a princess of a country to marry him, and Agnes is probably not suitable for him. Besides, Agnes has a very stubborn temper, and sometimes she can be very stubborn. Being irritable, I'm afraid it may not be able to win His Majesty's favor."

"Alice, you're overthinking, I don't want to order Agnes to do something...I'm not qualified to order her." The Marquis de Treville shook his head lightly, "However, in my opinion, Your Majesty Although powerful, she is still a young man after all, and Agnes is the same, they are similar in age,

And both are talented... Since both of them are like this, it's not surprising that they are attracted to each other, right? I'm not saying it will be like this, I mean it might happen, so I want to ask you, if they really love each other, what would you do? "

"He has a fiancée," Alice argued.

"Who still takes that engagement seriously now? After he left Vienna, it was automatically abandoned." General Treville disagreed.

Alice was silent. She had never considered such a situation at all, and always felt that it was too ridiculous.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem so ridiculous.

The scene when she met that young man a few months ago came back to her mind.

The young man's handsome appearance, his talent in both civil and military skills, his arrogance and easy-going demeanor at the same time, as well as his self-confidence to move forward in spite of the difficulties, all left a deep impression on her.

From an objective standpoint, she admits that he is indeed extremely attractive, especially to young girls.

According to the question of the Marquis de Treville—assuming that they really hit it off and are in love with each other, I can't seem to find any reason to object.

What is your position against it?

"If this is the case, I have no right to interfere with my sister's private life." After hesitating for a moment, Alice replied. "I would like to wish her the best of luck."

At this time, Alice didn't even know that Princess Teresa had returned to His Majesty's side. If she knew, she might have given another answer.

"Okay, then let's look forward to what happens next...Maybe everything is just my idle delusion." The Marquis de Treville nodded with a smile. "Alice, take a good rest."

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In the evening, Edgar de Treville returned to his home, exhausted after the pleasure.

However, before he could rest, his father's valet found him and told him that the general wanted to see him.

Edgar didn't dare to neglect, and immediately followed the servant to his father's study.

As soon as he came in, Edgar secretly screamed that something was wrong, because his father's face was a little more severe than usual, and he clearly felt that his father's expression was not good.

"Dad, what's the matter?" he asked softly.

"Where did you go today?" the general asked impatiently.

"I went to the club to play with my friends." Edgar replied immediately. "We played cards together so we lost track of time..."

His speech was fast, and his expression didn't change at all, looking just like the real thing.

"Nonsense!" However, General Treville immediately interrupted his son's lie with a growl. "Do you really think I don't know what you did now? I'll give you another chance and tell me where you came from!"

Edgar's face turned pale with fright at his father's roar.

"I went to meet Princess Kadiyang... I entrusted me to draw a few more paintings for her." He had no choice but to answer honestly.

"Aside from painting a few pictures, didn't you do anything else?" the Marquis sneered.

"No, she's pregnant after all, so we just kept it warm..." Edgar blurted out.

In an instant, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly stopped talking, but it was already too late, and he clearly saw his father's eyes wide open, staring at him with terrifying eyes.

"Bastard!" The Marquis de Treville trembled with anger, and then immediately looked around.

Then he picked up the whip that lay beside the shotgun.

"dad!"

Edgar hurriedly begged for mercy while dodging.

Hearing his son's begging for mercy, although the Marquis was furious, he was reluctant to really beat him down, so he could only viciously slap him beside him.

There was only a loud bang, and the whip slammed into the frame of the fireplace.

"Dad...don't be like this..." Edgar was already scared out of his wits.

"Your wife is doing her best for our family, but you are wandering outside, and you have made a bastard..." Perhaps it was because he had vented too much energy by waving the whip, and the Marquis de Treville stopped. He got down, panting heavily. "God bear witness, how could I raise such a son!"

While cursing, he looked helplessly at his only son.

He knew that it was too late to say anything now. After his wife died early, he assumed the roles of father and mother at the same time. However, as an officer, how could he know anything about education? Coupled with the fact that he spent a long time fighting abroad, he was even more negligent in disciplining his son. When he came to his senses, his son had already formed such a character, and it was too late to change it.

It was really too late, and now he could only place his hopes on the next generation. He made up his mind that this time, no matter what, he must educate Alice's child well, let this child make his own family brighter, and fulfill his wish to stand on the pinnacle of power .

As for Edgar, we can only make the best use of everything now, let him play a little role as much as possible.

"You are not allowed to reveal a single word of these things to the outside world, especially not to let Alice know." Thinking of this, he didn't want to say more to his son. "I have already decided that you must go to serve His Majesty, and you must do so as soon as possible."

"Your Majesty?" Edgar didn't respond. "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty is already preparing to go on an expedition to Greece, and he gave me instructions to try my best to recruit manpower for him in France for him to drive." The Marquis de Treville briefly explained to his son, "After thinking about it, I feel that our family Absolutely cannot miss such a grand event... Since I have always been entrusted with important tasks by His Majesty, then I should set an example. If I can't go by myself, then you go."

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate..." Edgar subconsciously expressed his objection, "Father, it's not like you don't know that I don't know how to fight, and...do you have the heart to let me face the flames of war?"

"You idiot!" The Marquis de Treville couldn't help cursing again, "I don't care what method you use, in short, you must behave beside His Majesty, not only for you and me, but also for your children! I am now I don't ask you to make any great achievements, but you have to think that our Treville family needs you to perform now, and your impression around His Majesty determines our future! I won't talk about grand plans and great achievements with you, You definitely don't think so, but I have raised you for more than 20 years, even if you are a little grateful, you have to help me do this well!"

The marquis' roar and reprimand were thrown on Edgar's head, making him bow his head in shame.

Although he is a prodigal and likes to have fun, he also knows that he is a part of this family after all. Father needs him to do this well.

In this case, even though he was reluctant to live in Paris, he had no other choice.

"Well, since you say so, I'll go, and I'll do my best, father."

In the end, he could only nod his head and agreed to his father's request.

"That's what it looks like." The expression of the Marquis de Treville finally eased a little.

However, he was still angry and continued to stare at his son.

"Considering the long journey you have traveled, I have asked Alice to intercede with her sister and let her escort you for a ride." He whispered.

"Really? That's great!" Edgar also heaved a sigh of relief.

He had seen Agnes's skill with his own eyes, and if he could have her escort, he would certainly feel much more at ease.

"When you arrive, you must flatter His Majesty, use your brains and talents to please His Majesty, no matter what you must do!" When he said this, the expression of the Marquis suddenly became a little strange. "In addition, you can try your best to match His Majesty and Agnes. No matter how I think about it, I think this is feasible and beneficial to us."

"Ah?" Edgar was a little surprised at first, but immediately beamed with joy, "Father, it seems that we all want to go together! I mentioned this to His Majesty when I was in Switzerland, and I also think they It's a good match... It's a pity that we spent too little time together at that time."

Compared to Alice's hesitation and entanglement, Edgar, who is a brother-in-law, naturally agrees very much.

In his opinion, if Agnes and His Majesty were brought together, it would mean that he would save years of struggle—the position of the Treville family in His Majesty's heart would definitely be more stable because of this.

"Okay, these words are only between our father and son, and we are not allowed to disclose them to anyone." The Marquis de Treville became serious again, and then ordered his son, "Now, go and prepare your luggage immediately and leave The sooner the better."

Edgar sighed in his heart, but he could only agree.

He knew that this meant that he might not see the birth of his two children.

Since he was born in this family, he has to bear some obligations, although these obligations often make him tired, but what can be done? Who told him to be an only son.

But it will be different after the child is born. At that time, it can be handed over to the child. Presumably the father is too lazy to take care of himself.

I really look forward to that day...

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While Treville was severely reprimanding his son, in another corner of the mansion, Alice was also receiving her guests.

"Sister, why did you call me here today?" Agnes asked her sister curiously.

Since her sister married into the Treville family, the two families had no contact with each other, but the relationship between the two of them was not affected. She often came to visit her sister.

"I have something very important to ask for your help, Agnes." Alice replied seriously.

"What's the matter? Is it serious?" Seeing her sister's expression, Agnes immediately became serious.

"My husband had to go on a long trip recently... I'm a little worried about him, but because I'm pregnant and can't move, I hope you can escort him with me." Alice whispered her request, " Agnes, I know this troubles you a bit, but I ask you to promise me."

"What? You are already like this, why does he want to travel far away? This is crazy." Agnes immediately raised her opinion.

"It's not his fault, it's urgent." Alice shook her head, "Agnes, we have to do this."

Seeing her sister's expression, Agnes became even more suspicious.

She vaguely guessed something.

"What is it that makes you so anxious?" She asked in a low voice, "Is it the gentleman's business?"

Alice didn't know how to reply her.

While she was still hesitating, Agnes continued to ask, "I am very happy to help you, because you are my dearest sister, you know that. But you have to tell me, what am I going through? What? Also, where is our destination?"

Alice thought about it, and there was really no way to hide it from her right now.

"It's going to Greece... His Majesty will have a big move there, and he needs help. The Marquis de Treville believes that our family must not be absent under such circumstances, so he sent Edgar to represent him, and that's it."

Agnes blinked, still half understanding.

But she knew that this was all her sister could tell her.

As for her choice, of course there was only one.

"Okay." She nodded, "I will fulfill your wish, don't worry."

"Thank you, Agnes!" Alice was relieved and ashamed, almost crying, "You are always so reliable."

"That's what it should be, we are sisters!" Agnes laughed.

Then, she grabbed her sister's hand, "Then you must take care of yourself."

"I will definitely." Alice also grabbed her hand, "You too, and, after seeing His Majesty, you must be respectful, he is no longer what he used to be."

"Hmph, how amazing is it? Didn't you sleep in the cellar at the beginning?" Agnes shook her head in disbelief, "I'm not afraid of him..."