Eagle’s Glory

Aiglon and Maria climbed onto the roof of Milan Cathedral, and at the same time they were both amazed by what they saw.

On the one hand, the entire city of Milan was revealed in front of them; on the other hand, they were also amazed by the hundreds of intricately carved marble spiers on the roof of the church that stood like a jungle.

Maria was a little exhausted from climbing so many steps, so her face turned red and her breathing became rapid - this was still the result of Aigron's support along the way.

However, the scenery she saw after climbing to the roof made her feel that the trip was worthwhile.

They walked under these spiers through various aisles and stone bridges, bathed in the golden sunset, and were immersed in the beauty of the most magnificent and beautiful Gothic architecture in Europe. They simply couldn't extricate themselves.

Even Maria, who had always been competitive, had to admit at this time that it was impossible for her motherland to build a building that could keep pace with it.

Everyone loves beauty, and the grand art of architecture is the kind that can shock even uneducated barbarians at a glance. Milan Cathedral is one of the clear examples.

They were admiring and chatting, and their mood became very happy. Although it was getting late, they all had a lingering feeling in their hearts and just wanted to stay here for a while longer.

"Now I understand why we Germans always fought endlessly with the Italians back then." Maria had another whim, pointing to the scattered buildings in Milan under the roof, "This land is too rich and prosperous, and Who can resist the temptation to possess it?"

As Maria said, in ancient times, one of the great hobbies and tasks of the German emperors was to lead his troops south to conquer Italy, extract money from it, and maintain his empire; and even today, the wealthy Lombardy region is still part of the Austrian Empire Important financial resources, maintaining the basic operation of the empire.

"You're right." Aiglon nodded and acknowledged Maria's opinion. "As far as I'm concerned, if the Habsburg family no longer owns this place, then they can no longer maintain their status as a first-class empire. They want to This land has been at war with France for hundreds of years. From Charles VIII and Francois I in the Middle Ages to Emperor Napoleon more than ten years ago, they have all fought for it to the death, with rivers of blood flowing - this is it The price you pay to defend yourself is certainly worth it.”

"It sounds like you're a little dissatisfied with this?" Maria asked with a half-smile. “Are you ready to be the next opponent on the roster in the future?”

“I don’t know if I’m dissatisfied.

Aigron replied with a smile, "Everything depends on future needs." "

"Cunning answer." Maria rolled her eyes at him, "Don't you have any resentment about the past? I can't see it."

"When it comes to resentment, I do have it. Not only for me personally, but also for the account between Her Highness Sophie and Crystal. I keep it all in my heart." Aigron nodded, and then changed the subject. "However, hatred is hatred. In my actions, I will act according to another set of more practical logic. Only in this way can I protect my supporters instead of letting them die in vain because of temporary impulsiveness."

Maria was not surprised by his answer. Since she was born in the royal family, she had naturally seen many similar capriciousness. Of course, she understood that for a king, interests were more important than grudges.

However, she was still a little bit sad after all. After all, her sister Sophie had once exceeded the boundaries of emotion and made a shocking mistake for this young man, and she is still suffering the consequences.

Is it all worth it? she asked herself.

"What if she died for you? Can you put this hatred aside for now?" She asked softly, as if by mistake. "After all, her current living environment is indeed very depressing."

Aigron's expression suddenly became serious. Although he did not make any answer, Maria suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

"That means the demise of the Habsburg Empire." Then, Maria heard the young man reply in a cold tone, "Maybe the time is not one year or ten years, but I will spend the rest of my life trying my best to I will do everything possible to destroy this ancient empire and make it lose all the glory it once had... I won't talk big words, I will use actions to prove what I can do.

And my grandfather and Metternich also knew this. They could no longer do whatever they wanted to me. Instead, they had to worry about me because I was much younger than them. I had half a century to do what I wanted to do! Although they hate me, they are also afraid of me. The more I achieve great success, the more they will worry about me - so don't worry, they don't dare to murder Sophie. On the contrary, they will try their best to protect Sophie. His Highness’s safety…”

Seeing the young man's confident and oppressive reply, Maria felt relieved.

She got the answer she wanted.

After all, this guy still has time to transcend interests and consider things from a personal emotional perspective.

With such words, my sister was not wrong after all...and I was not wasting my efforts to help them.

When she thought of this, her mood improved.

Next, the two people had no grudge and continued to talk.

In himself, Aigron was a knowledgeable man, and he also deliberately catered to Maria, so he spoke eloquently and made Maria giggle.

And in the midst of this laughter, they unconsciously got closer.

At this time, it was already the last bit of daylight, and the setting sun had already reached the tops of the distant houses, and was about to sink into the horizon. The two of them walked to the edge of the roof, and then admired the last magnificent picture.

Aiglon looked at the setting sun, and then looked back at Maria. At this time, the dusk light dyed her originally fair face red, making her expression that often looked mean and sharp suddenly look a little childish.

This was a look he had seen on Sophie countless times, the look that only he was qualified and blessed to see, the look that truly peeled off the outer armor made of etiquette and arrogance, and removed the inner The look after taking precautions.

He is nostalgic for the past, and therefore obsessed with the present.

In his excitement, he suddenly reached out and took Maria's hand.

Maria immediately glared over in annoyance, but under the young man's blazing gaze, she suddenly felt a little fever on her face, but her hands seemed to have lost strength. She only struggled symbolically for a moment, and gave up helplessly.

However, the offensive behavior of the profligate grandson did not end there. Seeing how weak her resistance was, he became even bolder. He pulled her to his side, and then the two of them stood side by side.

Even though he knew clearly in his heart that Maria was not Sophie, Aigron still felt the joy from the bottom of his heart.

In a daze, he found the most unforgettable memories in his heart, so much so that he was almost ready to think about "what to do in the evening."

Of course, even in this intoxicating moment, he did not completely let himself indulge in joy, and still used the last trace of reason to maintain his keen perception.

His heart suddenly beat violently, and the muscles on his back shook unnaturally.

For a moment, he could hardly breathe. His brain, which had been immersed in joy, suddenly returned to the real world with a stinging pain, as if it had been suddenly immersed in cold water.

This tingling made his senses extremely sharp, and he suddenly felt that behind the two people, between the towering marble spiers and stone bridges, someone was approaching him quickly.

The footsteps were very light, but unmistakable. There was definitely someone!

And the target is obviously himself.

Aiglon quickly regained his composure from the fear, and the muscles all over his body tightened.

"What's wrong with you?" Maria also noticed something abnormal from his physical reaction, and immediately woke up from the romantic confusion.

"Someone is sneaking up on us." Aiglon replied softly.

"...Ha!" Maria gasped, and then subconsciously covered her mouth.

She is also a smart person, and she naturally knows that the person who comes is definitely not targeting her, but can only be targeting this young man.

"Who is it?" she asked in a hissing voice.

Good question, who? How could I possibly know. Aigron smiled bitterly in his heart.

The Austrian Emperor, the Tsar, the Sultan, the King of France... God knows how many people in this world want to die. There is no point in thinking about who they are.

Get through it now first.

"Let's go." Aigron said, grabbing her hand and trying to take her away from here.

However, just as they stepped onto the stone bridge, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows under the stone pillars.

Although this person's steps were not fast, each step was in a steady rhythm, which brought a silent pressure. only……

Aiglon suddenly felt something was wrong.

Judging from the steps and body shape, this is a woman?

Soon, his suspicion was confirmed.

From the shadows, a woman stepped out.

Aigron was on guard nervously while trying to confirm what was going to happen next.

However, no one came behind her, not one - that is to say, this woman came alone to deal with herself.

Rather than being angry, Aigron felt a little confused and angry now.

Why am I being looked down upon so much?

Without thinking too much, Aigron saw her appearance clearly with the help of the last rays of the setting sun - she was about forty years old, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was looking at the young man with sharp eyes.

She was wearing a simple gray linen skirt, with a heavy waistcoat draped over her shoulders, and her shoulder-length gray hair was draped behind her head. Although she looked a little slovenly, she didn't look messy at all.

She walked up the stone bridge unhurriedly and walked towards Aigron. As she got closer, Aigron could see her face more clearly.

Because of her age, there are slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her fair skin still exudes vitality, and under the corner of her right eye, there is a small tear mole, which reduces the evil spirit on her body and makes her look more attractive. It made her look a little more compassionate - more in line with the atmosphere of the church at this time.

However, more importantly than all of the above, she holds a sword in her right hand.

Aiglon's attention was immediately attracted to her right hand, and soon, he roughly judged that the sword in her hand was not a magic weapon.

However, despite this, Aigron felt a tide of pressure coming towards him.

This feeling of oppression is just like when I was a young child and faced my swordsmanship teacher, Captain Foresti.

She will definitely be great. Eggron came to a conclusion immediately.

He no longer dared to take it lightly and summoned all his energy to deal with it.

Because he came out this time to meet Maria, Aigron did not have a sword on him, but this did not mean that he did not have any weapons on him.

Aigron immediately reached into his arms, then took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at the woman across the stone bridge.

The woman stopped and looked at the young man intently.

Aigron did not fire immediately because he was holding a Suifa pistol of this era. He knew that if he fired this shot and did not hit the opponent, then he would reload it with a gun. When the time comes, this woman will rush over and tear herself to pieces.

Therefore, he could only use his pistol to intimidate the opponent first, looking for an opportunity for a fatal blow.

"Who are you? What are you doing here!?" he asked loudly.

The woman smiled slightly, and the mole at the corner of her eye moved accordingly, making the smile a little more compassionate, as if she felt ridiculous that the young man still asked such a question.

"I have come to kill you, King of Rome."

Now that the other party called him this name, Aigron no longer took any chances. He knew that today's matter would not let go.

He no longer foolishly asked the other party why he wanted to kill him - there were so many people who wanted to kill him, so why should he ask?

"It's not that easy to kill me -" Aiglon also sneered, once again showing his momentum.

Then, he turned his gaze slightly and looked at the horrified Maria, "Well, since you are here for me, let her go, she is innocent!"

"You were so affectionate just now. She doesn't look so innocent. After all, although I don't know her, judging from her age, she can't be Princess Teresa." The woman opposite said slightly mockingly. He replied, "King of Rome, you are very proud of yourself. Of course, I will not embarrass a weak woman. It doesn't matter if she is your mistress. I am only here for you today."

Aigron felt relieved.

It seems that this woman is quite reserved.

So he motioned to Maria to leave quickly.

"No..." Maria came to her senses, and then immediately refused.

Then, she was so anxious that she almost shed tears, "I came here at her request, how could I leave you alone? What should I tell her if anything happens to you?"

Seeing her anxious look, Aigron suddenly felt warm in his heart.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. You can leave first. If you don't leave, none of us will be able to leave. Staying here will only drag me down." Aiglon comforted her with gentle words, and then blinked. , “We’ll get back together.”

Maria instantly understood Aigron's meaning.

"Okay...you will be fine. I'll wait for you below." She nodded.

Then, with anxious steps, she staggered away from the aisle and stone bridge on the other side.

"You can just ask her to move the reinforcements, it doesn't matter." The woman did not make any obstruction and allowed Maria to leave. After Maria's figure disappeared, she looked at the young man proudly, "The time to go back and forth is enough for me to let you go forever." Here he lies, King of Rome."