Agnes looked at the young man in front of her quietly.
Although he was smiling, a touch of pride could be seen between his eyebrows. Even when he was showing friendship to others, he actually put on a look of 'it's your honor'.
What an arrogant guy.
But maybe she was infected by the current atmosphere, but Agnes didn't feel unhappy at all.
She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand, shook it with the young man's, and shook it twice.
Agron carefully felt the touch on his fingers. He found that Agnes's fingers were slender than he thought. Although there were some calluses on them due to foreseeable reasons, it did not affect the girl's charm. On the contrary, it made her more attractive.
A bit stronger.
Even with such slender fingers, he can easily and quickly end the lives of others, Aigron thought to himself.
"You...have you ever had blood on your hands?" He couldn't help but blurt out.
He regretted it in an instant. This question was a bit rude. If Agnes had never killed or injured anyone, then it would be fine; but if she really had blood on her hands, wouldn't this be a question of her own?
Bring back unpleasant memories for others?
But he had already asked the question, so even if he regretted it, he could only look at the other party awkwardly, waiting for Agnes' answer.
Just as he feared, after hearing this question, Agnes's eyes suddenly turned cold. She let go of the young man's hand, and then looked up at the woods in the distance.
"Yes, I have killed someone." After a moment, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she replied in a low voice. "To be precise, it was two years ago when I accidentally injured someone while competing with others. As a result,
Not long after, he died of his injuries... This is no different from what I personally did..."
Agnes's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was immersed in self-blame and annoyance, "At that time, I had just received permission from the teacher to compete with others with real swords. I didn't know how to control it at all. Facing other people's swords, I
He panicked, and then fought back with all his strength... By the time I came to my senses, he was already lying on the ground moaning loudly... God, his face was so horribly white at that time, I can't forget it even now.
, since him I have learned to pay attention to propriety, and I have never had similar results again."
As she spoke, Agnes's voice was trembling, and it was obvious that she was regretting from the bottom of her heart.
Aiglon was not scared by her words. On the contrary, he was a little surprised that she, who was interested in swordsmanship as a hobby, would be so concerned about seriously injuring or killing others.
In Agron's view, since the competition was with real swords, the swords had no eyes, and any consequences were self-inflicted. Moreover, Agnes defeated her opponent in an upright manner, so why should she be upset?
So, should we say that she is "not strong enough"? Or is she too kind-hearted?
"You just said that my desire to win is not strong. Although I am not convinced, I have to admit that you did see it accurately." While he was thinking about it, Agnes let out another long sigh. "
I love swords, but I don’t want to see blood on my hands, because I know how difficult it is for people to live. Everyone has their own dreams and things they value, just like myself... And I,
But I easily cut off other people's lives and prevented them from seeing their families again. I forced what I least wanted to face onto others. How cruel is this?"
Then, she smiled bitterly. "You must think I'm hypocritical, right? I hold a sword in my hand and say that I don't want to get blood at the same time. I also think it's funny, but it's really what I think."
It does seem a bit contradictory, but Agron doesn't think it's strange. After all, everyone is more or less contradictory. What's more, Agnes is actually so young, so it's normal for her not to be hard-hearted.
, it can even be said to be a good thing.
If he was really the kind of lunatic who kills people like crazy and is thirsty for blood, he would be disgusted by it.
"Please don't feel guilty about this, Agnes. In my opinion, you have done nothing wrong." He replied loudly to Agnes. "You did not force anyone to face your sword. It was their own choice."
In the duel with you, you and he took the same risk, but in the end you won and he died. This was also a decision of fate. If you lay under his sword, would your family be happy? Impossible
Right? Now that you are in a duel, you can only try your best to win. Whether it is for yourself or your family, you must try your best to win. There is no need to feel guilty! Do you still have to do it when your life is in danger?
Is there an obligation to keep your hands?"
Then, he spread his hand again and pointed at himself, "Look at me, I am different from you. I have never killed anyone with my own hands. At most, I just gave my teacher a sword and he is still here.
While serving me, if I force my words, I have never touched a human life on my hands, but who would believe such a joke? At this moment, in this place, I am driving my followers and
Another army fought hard, hundreds of people died, and the enemy army also died thousands of people. They all died because of my ambition... If I want to feel guilty, I should immediately pick up the shotgun in my hand and shoot
Shot me in the head!"
Then, he looked back at Agnes and continued, "But I don't feel guilty. In my opinion, I didn't force anyone to follow me, let alone drive them to die in vain... They knew that I
What are we doing, and we know more about the meaning of all this... So they voluntarily chose to follow me to face life and death. Fate took some of them away, but so what? Since we are on the battlefield, then follow me
Just like the duel field, we are all trying to survive in the cracks of life and death. Some people unfortunately died, but their deaths were valuable. I will not apologize to them. All I can do is thank them for their efforts and continue to
Walking along the path I have chosen is the only way to live up to their expectations!
So, look, the blood on my hands is more than a hundred times as much as yours, but what’s there to be upset about? Agnes, you should put aside this unnecessary shadow, otherwise, every time you fight with someone in the future,
If you always think that you cannot kill people and bleed, then you are putting yourself in danger from the beginning, because your enemies will not forgive you!"
Agnes looked at the young man in front of her who was suddenly talking nonstop.
She knew that the other party was deliberately trying to comfort her, even taking herself as an example.
Doesn't she know what Aigron said in her heart? She just has some knots in her heart, and it's really not that easy to get over them.
"You... you are really a big villain." Agnes couldn't help but glare at him, "I have never seen someone as conceited and never restrained as you are. Why can you always make everything you have caused
Sacrifices are taken for granted?! Can’t you see how many disasters you have caused?”
"Yes, I did cause disasters, and I will continue to cause more and greater disasters in the future... But so what? Wouldn't the world be beautiful without me?" Aigron asked confidently, "
Just look at the land under our feet. Before I came, it had been enslaved for hundreds of years, and now it is still being bloody suppressed by the pagans. How many innocent souls are wandering here. Is this caused by me? Now although I
Killing people and setting fires here, but if I succeed, I can do my best to end the disaster here as soon as possible and give this nation a chance to heal its trauma... Isn't this good?
Look at France again. Now it is poor and tired, trapped by the ridiculous Peace of Vienna, and ruled by a group of zombies who should have gone to the grave long ago. The people endure all kinds of unreasonable bone-breaking and marrow-sucking. If I can use blood and fire
To heal all this and let the people regain a prosperous life, haven't I made extraordinary achievements? I am not afraid of causing disasters, as long as one disaster can heal more disasters, I believe I can do it with my
My knowledge, my energy and my endless ambition to achieve this.
Yes, I am a bad guy, I am ambitious, and even an ordinary wealthy life cannot satisfy me, so I fled Austria and the life arranged for me by my grandfather and Metternich... But I also believe that I
My ambition is at least worthy of the torrent of the times. I can distribute the blessings equally to my subjects and make my empire prosperous. I know that one day I will face death, but when that day comes, I can
Lie in bed and tell your dying self that the world is a better place because of my existence!"
Although Agnes was the only audience in front of him, Agron said all the words deep in his heart in one breath.
He is not a sincere person, and can even be said to be extremely good at concealing himself, but at this moment he completely forgets himself in front of Agnes. This small speech seems to have conveyed all his evaluation and expectations for himself. His hands
He was waving vigorously, and his eyes seemed to be shining.
It is not so much an "ideal" as it is mixed with many young people's fantasies, but because of this, it is more and more able to infect Agnes of the same age.
Yes, Agnes was almost stunned by such contagious words and body movements.
She had never seen anyone in Paris use such rhetoric, not just her peers, but not even the big shots in the court.
Those adults often wear wigs and have faces as stiff as zombies. They only know how to say some meaningless words over and over again, and they often follow the rules to the point of being ridiculous, as if this is the only way to show their dignity.
But he was different, he was both honest and cunning, down-to-earth and whimsical. He not only had the talent of an orator, but also had the madness of a poet.
Although there is almost no trace of what he said, at this moment, Agnes couldn't help but believe that he could really say it and do it.
He is a unique person... Agnes once again admitted in her heart.
Maybe even without my sister's advice, after witnessing what he was thinking and understanding what he did, I would be willing to stand on his side, right?
She didn't know how long it took before she finally came back to her senses.
"Okay, Aiglon, I will remember what you said. Maybe we two have different ideas, but I admit that what you just said makes sense... I really shouldn't put meaningless shackles on myself, as long as I
If you confront people openly and face the risk of life and death, so what if your hands are stained with blood? I should make myself tougher," she said word by word.
"That's right, it seems that all my saliva has not been in vain." Aigron laughed happily, and then couldn't help but make a joke. "Sometimes, action is more important than thinking, and being decisive is better than any cleverness.
Wisdom: If one day you need to give me a sword, I advise you not to hesitate but to strike with lightning speed, otherwise the opportunity will be fleeting..."
"Don't say such things." Agnes interrupted him, "Don't make fun of yourself... My sister and brother-in-law are both your servants, how could I turn my sword against you?"
"That's not necessarily true, things are fickle..." Aigron smiled and shrugged.
Then, his expression became solemn again, "By the way, I have never told anyone else what I said just now. If possible, I ask you to keep it a secret for me. Ordinary people are always prone to making a fuss about the truth."
"Well, of course I will." Agnes nodded immediately, "Please keep what I tell you confidential."
"That's just right. It seems that we have a shared secret." Aigron laughed and nodded, "This seems to be the beginning of a true friendship, right?"
"You can say that if you insist." Agnes replied with a slight embarrassment, and then she seemed a little unwilling to do so, so she added bravely, "You must think that you are giving me glory, but for me
To me, a friend is a friend, whether you are a rebel or an emperor, you are still a friend, there is no difference to me, and the way I treat you will not change."
"Well, this is the result I want to see." Aigron had no objection at all. "If you are also a follower, then I would find it boring."
Then, the two men temporarily suspended their conversation, then took off the reins from the tree, mounted their horses again, and entered the forest path.
However, although she picked up the bow again, Agnes had no intention of shooting immediately.
Instead, she seemed to have remembered something, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, Aiglon, are you sure you want to marry Her Highness Theresa?"
"Yes, I will marry Theresa. This is a promise I make to everyone. I can't take it back." Aigron answered her without hesitation. "As for when... it will probably be after the war is over."
"What kind of feelings do you have for her? If I remember correctly, you clearly abandoned her once, right?"
Agnes asked, then re-opened her bow and shot an arrow into the distance.