Eagle’s Glory

"However, the result is always satisfactory, and we still meet."

After Aigron finished speaking, he looked down at the other party leisurely.

He didn't introduce himself, because now he didn't need to introduce himself at all - just by standing in front of the other party like this, the other party should understand that his time has come.

That's right, now that he has been caught here, no matter what happens next, this poor guy will definitely not survive. The next step is just to choose a way to die.

Sure enough, after he asked the question, the middle-aged man's expression twitched and a look of despair flashed in his eyes, but then he immediately struggled and pretended not to understand at all.

Aigron frowned, then kicked the opponent in the stomach impatiently,

"Now that we've reached this point, let's stop wasting everyone's time. How about I tell you clearly that you are not an Italian, but a Frenchman. You just used a pseudonym to take root in this land. . And you didn’t immigrate here alone, you came with the emperor’s army. He gave you a secret mission, and you... failed to live up to this mission. So, now I’m here to ask for it. I deserve something, and you must cooperate with me because you have no other choice, Mr. Samuel Russo."

Aigron only knew this pseudonym and did not know the other person's real name, but it didn't matter to him, it was just a code name anyway.

Because of Aiglon's kick, the middle-aged man let out another scream and twitched on the ground, but it was obvious that his psychological pain far exceeded the physical pain.

As he breathed, he raised his head and looked at the young man with fear and hatred in his eyes.

"You...what qualifications do you have to say these things?" He asked in a hissing voice, "What do you mean you deserve something?"

Aigron was a little puzzled by the other party's question, but he had plenty of time now and was in a good mood, so he didn't give the other party another kick, but calmly answered the other party's question.

"I am the King of Rome. Who else in the world is more qualified to get the ownership of those wealth besides me? They were owned by Napoleon back then, and they should naturally be owned by me now. There is nothing more natural than this."

"Bah! It's only natural? Apart from a few acres of ruined land in Corsica, is there anything that belongs to him naturally?" The middle-aged man cursed, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth flowed out together with the blood foam, which made him He looked even more embarrassed,

"He brought us to Italy, and then allowed us to plunder and kill people everywhere. Is this justified? Treasures, antiques, political power, country, throne, and your mother. Is there anything he didn't steal? What if? As it stands, you would never have appeared in this world!"

After scolding him a few times, he relieved himself a little, and then continued in a trembling voice, "We worked hard for him, did those shameful things, and helped him amass so much wealth. He gave us something in return. This is what is truly natural, right? His empire is over, and do we still have to die for him? Can’t we find a new life? It is natural and natural... Hahahaha, it’s a joke!”

Although what he said was very unpleasant, Aigron listened quietly and allowed the other party to vent.

He had heard countless more rude curses than these, and such a small amount of curses was not enough to shock him - besides, why should he fight with a dying person?

Also, to be fair, there seems to be some truth to what he said.

But...Aiglon came here this time not to reason.

In other words, his "principle" is different from other people's.

"It seems that you haven't understood exactly what the relationship between us is." After he finished speaking, Aigron said calmly, "You worked for my father and it was such a sensitive task. Could it be that you Do you think you have any escape route? You are running around this land as a wealthy businessman. Who protected you and gave you the capital to disguise yourself? Let me tell the truth, just like those treasures, you It is also his private property - you have absolutely no other choice. Even if the empire suffers a setback and the emperor dies in a foreign land, but I am still alive, you must continue to serve me. This is how you can save your life. The only way.”

After hearing these words, the middle-aged man laughed miserably, "Who cares about you? You were just a kid of a few years old back then. What did you have to be worthy of our allegiance? I blame those Austrians for not taking notice of you. Hold on tight so that you can actually leave alive!"

As soon as these words came out, Aigron was not touched at all, but Andre Davout became furious. He had been watching this man say arrogant words, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Your Majesty, I think he hasn't figured out where he is yet. Let me remind him!" He looked down at the middle-aged man on the ground with a fierce look in his eyes. He was just waiting for Aigron's order to let him take care of himself. Eat hard.

Eggron raised his hand first, signaling Andre Davout to wait.

"Do you think that by angering me, you will die faster? If you think so, you are totally wrong, because I will not let you do the disrespectful things you just said so easily. dead."

Although his tone was calm, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had lost his last bit of strength - just as Aigron said, ever since he saw this young man, he knew that he had no hope of leaving alive. I just want to die as quickly and easily as possible.

However, this last hope has been shattered.

When he thought about what he would experience next, he suddenly shuddered.

If he knew nothing about torture methods, the fear might not be too severe, but when he was "working" privately for the emperor, he tortured many people and saw how many bloody The tragic situation, he knew very well what "pain" looked like.

It is precisely because he understands that he knows the horror involved, and he knows even more that now he absolutely cannot escape this horror and can only wait quietly for the pain to come.

Maybe when he was doing those jobs, he was destined to be here today... He thought desperately in his heart.

Seeing the lackluster look on his face, Aigron finally felt a little satisfied.

But this is not enough.

"I think you should have heard of my name in the past year or so, so you should know that I am not a cruel person - today, as long as you tell me everything honestly, I can consider it Please be lenient. You owe me a lot both emotionally and rationally, so now you need to atone for yourself."

"What kind of redemption... Even if I tell you everything I know, even if I dedicate all my property to you, I can't redeem myself!" The middle-aged man showed a desperate smile, and seemed to have already I gave up my last hope and just waited for the pain to be inflicted on myself.

"Of course, of course, you will definitely die. I don't bother to play tricks and deceive people on this kind of issue." The young man nodded, and then sneered, "But you must also know that even if you die, you will die. There are many ways to die, some of which are extremely painful... I believe you are not willing to try it again."

Having said this, Aigron sighed with regret, "To be honest, I am not specializing in torture, and there are no such experts around me. We can only try it one by one in a more primitive way, but it doesn't matter, since you have already Now that you are with us, we have plenty of time to ask you for advice, and we ask you to taste it carefully before giving us pointers one by one. After all, you must be more experienced than us."

Then, Aigron narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and then he raised his eyebrows, "For example, let's start with the teeth first? We can take off all your teeth, and you don't need to think about it anyway. The question of how to enjoy delicious food in the future - if this doesn't convince you, then we will consider other methods."

Although Aigron's tone was very calm, the middle-aged man's heart beat wildly when he heard it.

He knew that this was definitely not just a threat, it was a reality that was about to come true.

When he was a young man, he faced many dangers, but even then he could not be called a warrior, and over the years, he has become even more insulated from "bravery".

The reason why he dared to scold this young man just now was because his anger after being attacked temporarily overpowered his reason.

But now, anger has given way to fear, and the little courage left in his body from years of debauchery is now broken into pieces like a glass cup that has been thrown to the ground.

He knew he couldn't bear the pain.

"I...if I answer all your questions, you...can you give me an easy death?" He could no longer maintain his dignity on the surface and asked the young man almost begging. "Your Majesty, I have failed you and your father. I am willing to die to atone for my crimes!"

Seeing his ashen face, Aigron sneered. "If you had said this to me ten minutes ago, I would have considered stopping here, but now, you must take responsibility for what you just said...at least pay a little price first."

After finishing speaking, Egeron made a gesture to Andre Davout.

Andre Davout, who had been eager to try for a long time, finally got the chance.

He is not a murderous thug, but for the traitors of the empire, for the traitors who dare to curse two generations of His Majesty at the same time, he will not have any mercy in his heart, only the anger of wanting to punish him immediately.

With this anger, he glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and then dragged the other man aside. Then someone grabbed the other man's hands and feet and forcibly opened his lips.

Then, Andre Davout picked up the small steel pliers, and just a moment later, a shrill scream echoed in the room, followed by painful gasps.

Aigron listened quietly without any emotion.

He is not a violent person, but he does not mind using violence if necessary.

He had faced brutal battlefields before, and had seen scenes of rivers of blood in field hospitals. So many people had died because of him, so he had long been completely indifferent to blood and death. Such painful screams It neither made him happy nor uncomfortable, it was just an ordinary incident that happened in front of him.

Soon, there was a second shrill scream, but this scream was not as loud as before. It was obvious that the severe pain had made it difficult for the other party to control himself.

This is the lesson he wants to teach.

"Stop." At this time, Aiglon finally issued the order, and Andre Davout also dragged the middle-aged man back directly, leaving two unspectacular baubles in the corner, and then started again. Return to silence.

Aigron looked at the middle-aged man who was languid at his feet.

Now he is even more embarrassed than before, his whole face is frighteningly pale, and he is sucking in air in his mouth, as if he wants to relieve the pain, but while he is exhaling and exhaling, the blood foam in his mouth keeps flowing out. It came out and dyed the carpet around him red.

"You didn't expect me to show mercy to you just now. In fact, I didn't promise that I would do so." After a moment of silence, Aigron spoke, "I have many friends and many enemies. What do they think of me?" Big difference, but the only thing I didn't disappoint them at the same time was that I kept my word. I have just said that as long as you are honest, I will let you die happily. I don't think you are either. The kind of heroic guy who can admit all the pain, so I advise you to cooperate with me, it is better than surrendering after suffering all the hardships."

After finishing speaking, Aigron looked at the other party quietly, waiting for his reply.

He doesn't need to threaten verbally, because he has already proven with actions what kind of consequences the other party will encounter if he dares to make him unhappy.

This silent threat is much more effective than any threat.

Under his silent urging, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the young man, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were filled with resentment at first, but eventually turned back to despair.

"No matter what I say, you may not believe it..." Then he answered tremblingly.

Because of the severe pain, the tone of his voice had changed, but fortunately Aigron could still hear it clearly.

"It's up to you whether to say it or not; it's up to me to believe it or not. I will judge the truth or falsehood of your words myself. You don't have to worry." Aigron replied calmly, "However, I advise you, it's all here For this reason, stop playing tricks. It will only cause you more pain and is meaningless. Some people may despise my bloodline, but no one has ever underestimated my intelligence."

The middle-aged man continued to breathe heavily, and he suddenly laughed in a twisted way.

"Then you ask...ha...hahaha..."