"I will do it, Agnes, please give me some time." Under the moonlight, Agron looked at the girl in front of him with a smile on his face with an unquestionable certainty.
This young man's originally handsome face now looked even more radiant under the blessing of the moonlight.
However, to Agnes, this face seemed particularly hateful at this moment.
She was so angry that she yelled at the young man.
"Who allowed you to say such things to me!"
"What I say does not require anyone's permission." Aigron was not in a hurry at all and just shrugged.
"...You are such a shameless arrogant!" Agnes became furious and couldn't help but cursed, "It's in vain that I was a little worried about you. I came over to comfort you like a fool. If I had known better, I should have just let you go.
Got it!"
After saying that, she subconsciously took two steps forward, wanting to teach this shameless person who dared to be so frivolous to her.
But when she faced the young man face to face, she suddenly remembered that his swordsmanship was no less than hers, and his strength was even stronger than hers. Wouldn't it be a mistake to rush up and fight him directly?
So she could only take another step back, and then looked at the young man with resentful eyes.
Aigron did not retreat, but watched her reaction with interest.
Just like his metaphor just now, Agnes at this moment was like a cat whose tail had been pinched, her eyes full of alertness and even ferocity, but this actually made him feel interesting.
This kind of strength is probably part of Agnes's charm.
"Calm down, Agnes." He waved his hand leisurely, signaling the girl to calm down, "You can see that the threats I just made to you were just a joke, and I had no intention of using violence against you.
You are as safe now as you were before. If I want to do anything, I just want to give myself the opportunity to get close to you and appreciate you. In essence, I am no different from your admirers."
"Do you still expect me to feel honored? You...you bastard!" Agnes retorted loudly, "Didn't I wake you up that day? You have a fiancée and Princess Theresa who loves you, why did you still
Are you going to say this to me?"
"Yes, Theresa likes me, I can feel it, and I am very grateful for everything she has done for me." Aigron nodded lightly, "Because of this, I am willing to marry her as my wife and live with her for the rest of my life.
And let her share the cause.”
At this point, he suddenly changed the subject, "However, this does not mean that I have to leave all my feelings with her. I can still pursue everything I hope for..."
"That's so shameless! I won't allow you to say any more..." Agnes interrupted him.
"Shameless? Maybe so, but among the countless expectations I have been carrying since I was a child, who has ever asked me to be an ascetic monk with no desires? Metternich taught me how to face the world with utilitarianism, and I
My teachers asked me to coldly assess the situation and find my best way out, but what about my followers? They long for me to become a king, even if it results in a river of blood!" Aigron raised his head and looked at the sky, and then
He sighed sadly.
“I accepted all the teachings and was prepared to respond to all expectations. In order to obtain the freedom and glory I longed for, I took the initiative to turn myself into the me that others needed most, and used all my wisdom and energy to play my role; so
I am eager for power, eager to get everything I want, and I am greedy to the point of insatiability, because no one has ever told me that I should be restrained! If I am destined to be a king, then the kings of France have been like this since ancient times, so why should I?
Hypocritical self-restraint?!"
Aigron's words were indeed the thoughts that had been stagnating in his heart for a long time.
Man is the product of all social relationships, and he has been shaped into who he is now by his own experiences and all the education he has received since childhood.
Rather than saying that he has been alienated because of his life experience, it is better to say that he is willing to become such a person and is working towards this goal.
He has lost too many things and wants to get more; so he hates failure and hates losing. He greedily desires everything he wants and wishes to put everything in his own hands, and he is absolutely unwilling to do so.
Let go.
At this moment, he likes Agnes, and Agnes happens to be a gift from his servant. So why can't he get it?
As for all other obstacles, such as moral scruples, he disdained them in his heart.
The so-called morals and laws are used to restrain those who are unable to resist them. If he abides by the law, he should still stay in Schonbrunn Palace and be a humble and desolate prince. Why would he come to this place to kill people and set fire to people?
Agnes watched helplessly as the young man made an extremely arrogant declaration in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
Obviously, any accusation or persuasion against him is useless. During the time he grew up in the secluded Schönbrunn Palace, he has formed his own unique logic of action, and he firmly believes that he is right with paranoid arrogance.
, although he usually seems kind, but there seems to be no point in trying to reason with him.
If that's the case, then it doesn't make sense!
Agnes took a deep breath to calm herself down a little, and then she regained her composure.
Then, she replied to him solemnly and sharply. "You can have any absurd ideas. This is your freedom. You are self-obsessed and narcissistic. You believe that the world will revolve around you alone. That is also your freedom."
However, you have to face the fact that not everyone will act according to your will. I have never planned to flatter you before, and I will not do so in the future! As for me, you want me to surrender to you.
What kind of affair has arisen... I advise you not to dream, I would rather lose everything than let myself fall into such a shameful situation!"
Aigron didn't speak, just looked at the girl in front of him quietly.
Although nothing seemed to have changed, Agnes felt an unspeakable pressure that made her heart beat faster.
She knew that her determination had angered the other party and put herself in danger.
However, although she was definitely unable to defeat him with her bare hands at the moment, she had already made up her mind that even if she risked her life at this moment, she would never let this hateful young man succeed.
Agnes felt a surge of courage welling up in her heart, allowing her to look at the young man in front of her fearlessly, waiting for her fate to be pronounced.
Aigron quietly looked at the girl who faced him fearlessly. Although she was currently wearing men's clothes, he couldn't help but recall the scene when they first met.
It was in Switzerland, and he was hiding in a farm. It was also under the moonlit night, and the girl was wearing a skirt, pulling out a sword from the umbrella frame, and then looking at him with such stern eyes.
What an elegant and beautiful scene... Although he fled in panic at the time, that scene has been deeply engraved in his memory.
Therefore, he wanted to keep this beauty in his hands forever.
Maybe it's a mistake, but even a mistake is worth a try.
Agnes's violent reaction was not unexpected. In fact, it was strange that she didn't.
"Everyone will have their own opinions, but they will change with the passage of time. I never expected you to kneel to me now, but Agnes... we both have time, and I will make the world a
The way I want it.”
Agnes sneered disdainfully, as if she didn't believe his rhetoric at all.
"It's late at night, Agnes, let's go back and rest." After another long period of silence, Agron made a gesture.
And this also means that he has no intention to stop the other party.
Agnes, who was originally on high alert, was stunned for a moment, and then finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he really didn't intend to take action.
So she faced Aigron, stared at him, and then slowly stepped back step by step.
The young man under the moonlight did not take any action, but just watched her leave silently.
After confirming that she was at a safe distance, Agnes finally turned around and walked back to the camp where she was resting.
In addition to anger and happiness, there was an indescribable emotion deep in her heart.
Logically speaking, if the aristocratic ladies in Paris reach her age and have her appearance, they will start to be surrounded by a group of flattering suitors, and they will easily learn from their interactions with these suitors.
The upper class welcomes all kinds of tricks; however, because she does not like to socialize and is superb in swordsmanship, there are almost no such attractive suitors around her, only those who are terrified of her and are defeated. She almost
There is no way to experience the subtle feelings between men and women.
This was the first time in her life that someone expressed her love to someone face to face.
Damn bastard! Why is he like this?
Agnes suddenly had a painful feeling as if her soul had been stained, but she couldn't do anything against him, and her proud swordsmanship couldn't be used to teach this bastard.
The mixture of anger and anguish made her unable to calm down, and she tossed and turned all night on the simple camp bed.
Aigron watched Agnes's retreating figure without making any attempt to stop her. It wasn't until she disappeared from his sight that he took steps and walked back to his tent along the original path.
"Your Majesty!" Chanel, who had been waiting here for a long time, immediately asked him, "Did you enjoy the conversation just now?"
"I'm quite happy, but we had a big fight in the end." Aigron spread his hands and told the truth.
"What?!" Chanel's eyes widened, a little unbelievable. "How could there be a quarrel...? Did Miss Agnes say something wrong and bump into you?"
In her mind, her master was eloquent and good at understanding other people's thoughts, so the quarrel could only be caused by Miss Agnes.
However, her idea failed.
"No, Agnes has been very polite in order to make me happy...it was me who angered her." Agron shook his head slightly, "I told her that I want to keep her by my side forever.
.”
Chanel's expression suddenly became quite wonderful, showing both surprise and envy, but mostly a helpless wry smile.
"Of course she will be angry if you say such things at this time..." She sighed, "Miss Agnes is arrogant. She knows that you will marry Miss Teresa, and of course she will not be willing to settle down.
Mistress...if you have similar ideas, it would be better to wait for the opportunity before bringing them up."
She felt that His Majesty must also understand this, so she didn't understand why His Majesty was so anxious.
"Agnes's character is like this. Even if I wait, what can I change? Do I want her to run into my arms voluntarily?" Agron smiled bitterly, and then asked, "Rather than play guessing games with her?
It’s a game, why not let her understand what I want directly.”
"She understands now, and you got what you wanted?" Chanel couldn't help but taunted a little.
"Of course not." Aiglon replied matter-of-factly. "On the contrary, she was furious and scolded me for humiliating her. At that time, I suspected that she was going to rush up and fight me... Fortunately, she retained a trace of reason in the end and knew that the situation was right.
She is extremely disadvantaged, otherwise I would have to work hard again."
"I'm happy for you too." Chanel couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.
"You must have thought that I made a fool of myself and was severely rejected, so I should be very depressed, right?" Aigron also smiled slightly, "But you are wrong, I am full of confidence."
"Where do you start talking about this?" Chanel was a little confused.
"Agnes's world is closed to herself. Her family and swordsmanship are all she knows about the world, and she is happy with it. She has never thought about adding anything more." Agron replied in a low voice, "You may think that she
She is very polite and friendly to you, but to be honest, she is like that to everyone. Except for the little things she cares about, she has no expectations for the whole world and does not intend to give any concern. To put it simply
, she doesn’t know how to love, and if the outside world doesn’t exert any influence, she won’t fall in love with anyone, because... she doesn’t need it at all.”
Chanel was stunned.
She felt that His Majesty's comments were a bit too harsh, but when she wanted to refute, she didn't know how to refute.
"So, I want to give her closed world a hard punch, shake her soul, and let her know that there is someone she can't defeat, and she must get her. This is the only way to change her mind." Aigron said.
He spread his hands and made a punching gesture, "Doing this will arouse her anger. I don't expect her to fall in love with me now, but if there is no love, hate is not bad."
The words he just said in front of Agnes were, on the one hand, something he couldn't help but do because of his excitement; on the other hand, he took the initiative to shake Agnes's closed heart.
Judging from the current results, he has succeeded. Although he doesn't know what will happen next, Agnes will definitely not forget tonight.
"Then, will hate turn into love...?" Chanel asked blankly, she still couldn't follow the train of thought.
"Of course not! Hate is hate and it won't change. However, hate can also make her remember me. Maybe in the future I can make her love me while hating... Of course, if I fail, then
All that's left is hatred." Aigron couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't this also very interesting?"
Chanel blinked in confusion, obviously confused.
Aiglon looked at Chanel's cute face and couldn't help but reach out his hand and touch it.
"Chanel, please tell me first, what exactly do you think? You deliberately asked her to comfort me, do you really just want to relax my mood for me...?"
This question made Chanel a little embarrassed. She lowered her eyes and didn't know how to answer for a while.
After a moment, she mustered up the courage, "Your Majesty... I actually like Miss Agnes very much and admire her from the bottom of my heart, so I think it would be a good thing if you can win her heart.
Not only can you have fun, but it can also add a bit of prestige to you, after all, Agnes is very admired in Paris."
Although Chanel spoke vaguely, Agron immediately realized that she must have talked to Edgar, and these words were all Edgar's words.
This guy really has some talent for eloquence. He actually easily deceived the people around him. Even Chanel was bewitched... He was speechless for a moment.
"So, you forgot the mission given to you by Teresa and deliberately created opportunities for me?" He laughed, teasing Chanel.
Chanel was even more embarrassed, and she replied in a low voice. "Your Majesty... maybe I have indeed failed to meet Her Majesty Teresa's expectations, but my bounden duty is to obey you and serve you. Your interests and your will are the only ones."
It is my top priority. It is true that you asked me to obey her orders and respect her, and I did so. However, when there is a conflict between your will and hers, I can only rely on your will.
For me, this is a question that doesn’t require a choice..."
Chanel's voice moved Aigron for a moment.
She follows herself without regrets and makes every effort to serve herself, only her own will is what she wants.
How many people can achieve this kind of loyalty?
So, he couldn't help lowering his head and kissed her cheek.
"Then...what are you going to do to Miss Agnes in the future?" Chanel asked with a blushing face without any resistance.
"Agnes's weakness is not in herself, but in the people she cherishes." Agron replied, "I can't influence those people now, so I can only wait. But Chanel, one day their fate may be decided by me.
Come and dominate...and at that time, I'm afraid they were very happy to see Agnes and I having an affair."
Chanel blinked and seemed to understand something.
"Your Majesty, you will definitely have that day!" After a moment, she replied firmly.