Eagle’s Glory

"Okay, I understand, Your Majesty. Thank you for your trust in me!"

Under Aigron's gaze, Edgar agreed with a confident face.

Although I don't know the source of Edgar's self-confidence, and I have some doubts about his ability, but at this time Aigron can only choose to trust him.

Anyway, a dead horse is regarded as a living horse doctor, and it seems that Edgar is really the only "professional talent" in this field in his hands.

So, he asked Chanel to come over again.

"Your Majesty, do you have any orders?" Upon hearing His Majesty's call, Chanel immediately rushed over.

Seeing Edgar standing beside her, she was a little surprised at first, and then immediately thought of something.

"How was Teresa's mood just now?" Aegron asked in a low voice, "Did she... mention Agnes again?"

"His Royal Highness seems to be in a good mood, and she hasn't mentioned Miss Agnes again." Chanel replied truthfully.

Aigron relaxed slightly, and then pointed at Edgar again. "Chanel, I hope you can cooperate with Edgar—"

"What?" Chanel was surprised. "Do you have any orders?"

Aigron hesitated for a while, but finally decided to tell the truth—after all, Chanel was one of the closest people around him, and she was a witness from the beginning to the end, so there was no need for him to hide anything from her.

After listening to Aigron's explanation, Chanel's face became quite strange.

"Your Majesty, are you worried that His Majesty will find out that the charismatic fiancé she thought was actually not able to knock Miss Agnes out of her head, but instead gave her a punch?" Then she asked in a low voice.

"Chanel, I just don't want to make everyone unhappy with such trivial matters." Egron resisted embarrassment and replied pretending to be serious.

"I'm just joking, don't take it seriously..." Chanel covered her mouth and hid her smile. "In short, you don't want Her Royal Highness and Miss Agnes to share all the truth, do you?"

Edgar next to him watched all this silently, watching the friendly and teasing conversation between the master and the servant.

When Chanel sent guards to summon him before, he already had a premonition in his heart,

Now seeing the performance of the two of them with his own eyes, he is even more convinced that these two people have already surpassed the ordinary master-servant relationship.

But... what does it matter?

Most of the kings of France are romantic, and he doesn't care how many people there are with his majesty's pillow-as long as there is one he supports.

However, now that Chanel is on his side, he can flatter her in the future.

After all, although Miss Chanel's status is not obvious, she is obviously trusted by His Majesty. Since ancient times, people close to the king have had a huge potential influence, and it is really worth wooing her.

Now seems like an opportunity.

"Okay, I've finished what I have to say, now it's up to your performance—" Aigron looked at Edgar again, and then ordered him, "What do you want Chanel to do next? She will cooperate with you—and, remember what I told you just now."

"Follow your orders, Your Majesty." Edgar bowed humbly with an elegant smile.

Although his father was a brave general, he hated risking his life on any front or trench. He just wanted to stay far away, and this exciting battlefield was where he could use his talents.

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At this moment, Agnes was staying bored in her room, playing with the saber she usually hid in the umbrella.

Only when she is wielding her sword can she focus on nothing else, forget all those troubles and the growing homesickness.

As the fortress fell into the hands of that young man, the whole army was celebrating the hard-won victory, but Agnes couldn't be happy—because it meant that the hateful young man was now more and more capitalized. I'm so proud.

"Everyone is going to have an opinion, it's just going to change over time, and I never expected you to kneel to me now, but Agnes...we both have time, and I'm going to make the world The way I want it."

Suddenly, an unbearable memory and a disturbing voice appeared in her mind.

He must be triumphant now, right?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

And deep down in her heart, she didn't want to admit that she had a creepy fear——as the young man won victory step by step, his fantasy of "restoring the empire" seemed more and more likely to be realized. There really is such a day, and then, as he proudly declared, he will stretch out his claws on him, how should he deal with himself at that time?

The irritability and anger made her hands tremble uncontrollably, and at this moment, that resentful appearance suddenly appeared in the void in front of her.

She took a breath for a moment, and then directly stabbed forward with a sword, piercing fiercely into the chest in the void.

Although this kind of venting is actually meaningless, at least her proud and temporarily bruised self-esteem has been relieved a little bit.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door.

Agnes settled down. "who is it?"

"It's me, Miss Agnes..." A voice answered from the door.

"Chanel...?" Agnes immediately recognized who was coming. "Is there anything you need?"

"I was ordered to come to you, can you let me in for a while?" Chanel's tone seemed to contain a little pleading.

Although because of Chanel's request last time, she ran to comfort the young man before causing troubles, but Agnes also understands the truth, and she knows that it is not Chanel's subjective malice, so she can't bear to vent her anger to her.

Besides, since they met, Chanel has been courteous and courteous to her, and she really can't bear to embarrass Chanel.

So she put away the sword, and went to the door and opened it.

"Come in." Looking at Chanel, she made a gesture.

"Thank you for your magnanimity!" Chanel was overjoyed, and then hurriedly saluted her before walking in cautiously.

Then she looked at Agnes with an awkward and ingratiating smile, as if weighing her words.

"What, are you here to trick me into meeting your master again this time?" Agnes asked angrily.

"That's not true." Chanel Lyon shook her head hastily, "Miss Agnes, I'm really sorry for what happened last time, but it was definitely not my intention. In fact, I am as shocked and disgusted as you by His Majesty's deviant behavior... ...I dare not ask you to forget your Majesty's offense at this point, but I beg you not to refuse my respect to you..."

Chanel said it so humbly that Agnes was too embarrassed to take it out on her again—after all, it was all that bastard's fault, so what did Chanel have to do with it?

"Okay, Chanel, I'm sorry I shouldn't have treated you like this." She nodded to Chanel in apology, and at the same time stretched out her right hand to show that she didn't care about the past.

Chanel quickly grabbed her right hand with both hands, and then bowed her head to thank her again, "Thank you for your understanding!"

"Okay, I don't need to say anything superfluous, and you don't need to bear the mistakes for others." Agnes withdrew her right hand, and then asked, "What is the purpose of coming to me this time? If he sent me Needless to say, I don't want to please him anymore!"

"The first thing is to ask for your forgiveness for my mistakes. It seems that I have achieved my goal." Chanel replied immediately, "As for the second thing... I was actually sent by Princess Teresa. She hopes to formally You are invited to the celebration banquet tonight."

"The celebration banquet? Me?" Agnes was a little puzzled. "What does this have to do with me? I don't have the power of size—what does Princess Teresa think?"

Although she took the initiative to isolate herself from the outside world, of course she also got the news of Princess Teresa's visit to such an important event.

When she got the news, she was naturally relieved. After all, as long as Teresa came, of course that guy would not dare to act rashly. At least now she was safe.

She hoped that Princess Teresa would discipline her shameless fiancé so that he would not cause harm to the world.

However, deep in her heart, there was an indescribable emotion——

Why do some people get everything so easily?

"His Royal Highness did not elaborate on her intentions, but judging from her tone, she should hope that when she attends the banquet, she will have a friend who can talk to her - after all, the presence of a large group of men is really a bit of a relief. No." Chanel replied cautiously, "Besides, she misses you a lot since I haven't seen you for a few days, so I hope you can celebrate with everyone, relax and enjoy the moment of our victory."

"She misses me...?" Agnes was a little dumbfounded, "In this case, will she still miss me? It's not bad if you don't curse me—"

Chanel didn't answer, but her expression suddenly became weird.

"What's wrong?" Agnes asked quickly.

Chanel's expression was twitchy, as if he hesitated to speak, and seemed to make up his mind after a while.

"Then... will you attend then? Her Highness Teresa is looking forward to your honor."

"I'm not sure if I will affect everyone's mood." Agnes sighed, "After all, this is her and your master's time, and they want to enjoy everyone's cheers, don't they?"

"Please be sure to attend, Miss Agnes!" Chanel suddenly lowered her head again, as if begging her.

"What? Did something happen again?" Agnes became more and more confused, "Does it matter if I attend or not? You don't need to award me medals..."

Chanel knew that now was the real moment of acting, and she had to follow Edgar's instructions and reveal the words he had thought up to Agnes—and she had to master the technique well.

"I... Let me tell you the truth." Then, Chanel seemed to have made up her mind, "Just now, His Majesty had a quarrel with Princess Teresa because of you."

"Huh?" Agnes was surprised, "What's going on?"

"Because Princess Teresa heard some rumors, she asked His Majesty why she wanted to be too close to you... and she thought you had played a dishonorable role, but His Majesty argued for you and believed that you had committed no crimes. Negligence should not be belittled, so they quarreled."

"He argued for me in front of Her Majesty Teresa?" Agnes looked disbelieving. "Really?"

"It's true, I swear to you!" Chanel nodded emphatically, "Your Majesty originally didn't want to quarrel with Her Royal Highness, but seeing Her Highness complaining about you, he can only take responsibility and express that It's all his own fault, and he doesn't want your reputation to be tarnished by his own absurd behavior."

When Chanel said this, she herself was very helpless—it was because she really admired and admired Miss Agnes, so now she was full of guilt.

——Although none of her words were lies, she knew clearly that she was deceiving Miss Agnes.

Sure enough, Agnes was stunned for a moment, and then sneered again.

"Hmph, it was something he caused himself. Isn't it natural for him to take responsibility?"

If she hadn't been pointed out, Chanel would definitely think that Agnes was just being sarcastic, but after being pointed out by Edgar, she understood that Agnes's answer meant that she was thinking of His Majesty a little bit.

This is her character, naive, aloof, yet somewhat compassionate and chivalrous.

Obviously she herself is the biggest victim, but she is unwilling to enjoy the moral superiority of such a victim, on the contrary she is willing to consider others... It's a pity that this kind of compassion will become used by others at certain moments Weakness, indeed, is a common tragedy in this muddy world.

However, Agnes was unaware of this. Although she had always respected Theresa, she had never been afraid of Theresa.

Yes, Teresa is a princess, and a royal family as magnificent as the Habsburgs, but so what?

Deep down, she even had a little bit of ecstasy.

He would actually quarrel with a princess because of me...

After a moment of joy, Agnes suddenly came to her senses, and quickly threw this immoral thought out of the blue.

"So, after this quarrel, Princess Teresa became more and more angry with Her Majesty...Of course, she will never quarrel with you due to decency, so don't worry, she will not embarrass you in public." Chanel At the right time, she said the words Edgar told her.

"What's the matter? Do I still need to be afraid?" Agnes laughed unconvinced, "I have a clear conscience, what do I need to be afraid of? Is there anyone who is qualified to punish someone who has done nothing wrong? Okay ...Then I will accept the invitation, so you should be satisfied, Chanel?"