Following the prince's announcement, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.
People leaned against the wall one after another, automatically making a large space in the center for Miss Agnes to perform.
Seeing the effect being so obvious, the prince was secretly happy that his and Edgar's plan was successfully implemented.
He could feel the deliberately suppressed angry gaze of Princess Teresa next to him, but he didn't care. He had long been disgusted with this arrogant Austrian girl. Now that he had a chance to make her feel defeated, his heart was filled with joy.
The pleasure of revenge.
With the joy of revenge, he raised his head and looked at a corner of the room.
"Miss, please come out! We are all waiting to see your performance!"
And in an instant, everyone's eyes followed his line of sight and looked towards that corner.
Agnes, who was originally dressed simply and did not attract attention, instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
Agnes suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but on the surface she remained as calm as she should be.
Because of her background, she was used to seeing big scenes, so even though things happened suddenly, she would not panic.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, Agnes walked step by step to the open space in the center of the room and stood proudly.
Because she has entered a battle-ready state, her steps are light and powerful, and her gaze is as sharp as a falcon. She is obviously just a girl, but at this moment, she is like a female leopard preparing to pounce on her prey, causing people to suffer in an instant
There was a sense of oppression.
Although most of the people present did not know Agnes's true identity, at this moment they were all fascinated by the girl's awe-inspiring posture.
They either clapped or whistled, cheering for the unknown girl. In an instant, the whistles resounded throughout the room.
After just a few steps, Agnes stole the show even though this was not the result she wanted at all.
Amid the endless cheers, Agnes slowly adjusted her breathing and looked quietly ahead with clear and cold eyes, as if the whole world had been isolated from the fog.
She was waiting for her opponent to appear. No matter who it was, she was confident that she would easily trample him under her feet.
Well, except for that nasty guy!
As soon as she thought of this idea, she suddenly felt painful ripples rising from her once calm inner lake.
Although she never refused to give up, after the fight, she had to admit in her heart that it would be difficult for her to win against that hateful young man.
For her who is arrogant and arrogant, this is already a troublesome thing for her, and what he did adds to the resentment in her heart. There is nothing in the world like that kind of thing that clearly offends you, but there is nothing you can do about it.
Those who impose sanctions are even more hateful.
Then, her eyes suddenly drifted and fell on the smiling young man, and then she glared at him viciously, as if she was challenging him.
Aiglon felt her gaze. Of course, he could guess what the girl was thinking at this time, but he didn't care. Instead, he nodded to her with interest, as if to encourage her to perform well next and serve everyone.
Just like adding to the fun.
His smile made Agnes even more angry. Her eyes could almost pierce his body. If she hadn't been concerned that this was the young man's home field, she might have directly challenged her...
Aiglon was overjoyed, he enjoyed teasing her, just like teasing a scratching kitten.
"Your Highness." At this moment, Teresa said softly, interrupting the two people's gaze.
Aigron finally reacted and screamed secretly, so he immediately turned to look at Theresa. "What's wrong, Theresa?"
"Is this the program you arranged?" Teresa asked calmly, "If so, then I admit that it did give me enough surprises."
Although her expression was calm, there was an obvious hint of resentment in her tone.
It was obvious that she was deceived by this sudden attack. She was just unwilling to question her fiancé openly due to her upbringing.
If His Highness hadn't deliberately arranged it, how could his cousin have the courage to suddenly have a "sideshow" in front of himself and His Highness?
Aigron knew in his heart that he could no longer stay out of the matter, so he quickly explained to Agnes.
"No, Teresa, I don't know anything about this just like you. I was also surprised when my cousin mentioned this just now... I think he probably wanted us to have some fun, so he suggested this.
Alright."
Teresa kept looking at the young man, and judging from his reaction, it seemed that he didn't speak.
However, His Highness has lied to her so many times since the two of them met. Now, even if he behaves without pretense, Teresa is still a little suspicious in her heart.
"Is it true? Don't lie to me..."
Because she was worried about gains and losses, she showed a little weakness for a moment, so much so that she spoke to the young man like a spoiled child.
"Really! I never lied to you about this matter. I really didn't know they had such an arrangement." Aigron quickly assured Theresa.
As for whether he lied to her about other things, that is another matter...
Seeing Theresa's expression softened slightly, Aigron suggested to her again, "If you think this arrangement is not good, then I can cancel it."
"No, how can we cancel it?" Teresa immediately shook her head and rejected his proposal, "I am also looking forward to seeing Miss Agnes's performance."
Although she was in a bad mood, Teresa still maintained her proper composure.
Now, Agnes has come under her nose with the cheers of everyone. What would it be like if she asked His Highness to repel her? It would be a disgrace to herself and her family.
Miss Agnes is indeed dazzling, but how can she be inferior to her? Whether it is family background, appearance, or ability, I have nothing to fear from her.
If she had just messed up when faced with challenges, she would never have gotten to where she is today.
In addition, His Highness personally assured that all this was not his arrangement, which proved that he did not deliberately encourage Agnes to challenge herself, so Theresa regained her previous calmness.
She turned her gaze away, and then looked at Agnes quietly.
Although the girl in front of her only wore simple clothes, her awe-inspiring posture and sharp eyes were so dazzling.
Although she didn't like to make random suspicions about others, what she saw with her own eyes made her have some doubts in her heart.
It was obvious that someone was deliberately trying to create momentum for Agnes and let her steal the limelight from him.
But what does Agnes think? Does she not care at all, or is she actively cooperating?
Judging from her current performance, she is actively cooperating.
So...why is this?
Could it be that Agnes, who is so proud, so aloof and self-admiring, would be so addicted to the pursuit of others that she is willing to fall for this pursuit?
Teresa felt a little unbelievable, but everything that happened before her eyes forced her to believe it.
Just when she was meditating secretly, Agnes also noticed Princess Theresa looking at her, so she nodded slightly and greeted Theresa. Then, in Theresa's view, this seemed to be another provocation to her.
, as if she is the natural protagonist here.
Obviously, if a person has a preconceived idea, everything he looks at will feel wrong.
Teresa endured the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart, and then calmly nodded to the other party, wishing her to shine in the future and make all the guests at this banquet happy.
She wanted to invite Agnes over, not for the current scene, but since the play had reached this point, she could only watch silently and let the play play out.
No matter how Agnes behaves next, no matter how much doubts and anger she feels in her heart, she will never let herself be embarrassed, because she is Theresa, His Highness's fiancée, the daughter of Archduke Karl, and even more so the Habsburg family.
The princess has her own pride.
As Teresa watched, a young officer walked out of the crowd, walked up to Agnes, and then bowed to Agnes.
"Dear lady, may I ask your name?"
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience of disclosing it." Agnes replied unceremoniously, "Tonight I just want to fight you and other challengers in an upright manner to entertain you gentlemen after drinking. I don't need to leave my name in the world."
The young officer was a little surprised, but he still nodded with a wry smile, "Okay, in that case, I won't give my name anymore. Let's perform for everyone as anonymous people."
Then, he looked at Aigron again, and then spoke to him respectfully, "Your Majesty, please allow me to temporarily be disrespectful and wield a sword in front of you."
"It doesn't matter." Aigron smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm pretty good at it. Even if you fail temporarily, I won't suffer the same accident as poor Henry II."
King Henry II of France was stabbed in the head by Montgomery, Captain of the Scots Guards, during a joust held to celebrate the wedding of his daughter and sister. He was seriously injured and died ten days later at the age of 40.
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His words immediately caused a burst of laughter, but guards immediately stopped him to prevent any accidents from happening next.
Then, someone came up to the two men with two swords and asked them to choose.
"Please go first." the young officer said friendly.
Agnes didn't refuse, she just picked up a sword, then held the hilt and waved it gently to get used to the center of gravity and feel of the sword.
The young officer took the remaining sword, and then looked at Agnes. The cute and charming girl in front of him really made him unable to associate it with "danger".
"Miss, the sword has no eyes, you must be careful..." He couldn't help but advise again.
"You should worry more about yourself." Agnes replied confidently, "If you lose, I hope you can admit defeat easily and don't hold on to save face, so that I can control it and not hurt others.
.It would be unlucky to see blood on a day of celebration like this."
Hearing the girl's arrogant answer, the young man was embarrassed and amused at the same time, but he couldn't say anything else and could only nod his head, "I hope you will do the same."
Then, the two men picked up their swords and began to confront each other from a distance of several meters.
The young man felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, after all, he was not willing to lose to a girl in front of everyone; but Agnes was a little careless, because she knew that the opponent in front of her was mediocre.
In a few breaths, the young officer suddenly moved forward, and then swung his sword and stabbed the girl on the shoulder. He saw that the distance between him and the girl was getting closer and closer. At this moment, the girl who originally seemed careless,
He suddenly took a step to the side, and then there was an arc of light like lightning.
The dazzling arc light dazzled the young man a little. When he woke up, he was shocked to find that a sword had been placed in front of his throat, leaving only the last slight distance. There was no doubt that as long as the girl wanted, she could
He easily thrust the sword forward a few centimeters and ended the young man's life.
I... lost like this?
An incredible thought came to the young man's mind. He was quite confident in his swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that he could defeat this unknown girl in just one round.
A sense of shame and anger made the young man blush. He took a deep breath and seemed to want to struggle again.
"Remember what I just said." Agnes reminded in a low voice.
At this time, the young officer finally came to his senses.
If you lose, you are inferior in skill. If you continue to stalk after losing, it will be embarrassing in front of your colleagues and His Majesty. You must not do this.
So, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only take a step back with a blushing face, then bow to Agnes, admit his failure, and then turn around and retreat into the crowd.
At this moment, the crowd burst into deafening cheers, overwhelmed by the girl's grace in that moment.
But such a short performance was no longer enough to satisfy these passionate young officers.
"Come again, come again!" they cheered in unison.
"Who else is there? Come on!" Agnes, who was interested, held up her sword and looked at everyone provocatively.
She looked at everyone in front of her with awe, as if she was still unafraid even if they swarmed her.
Such grace made the people present eager to try. Under the arrangement of Prince Charlie, challengers stepped forward one by one, picked up their swords and challenged Agnes, but they were quickly defeated. How many times could they persist?
There are very few in each round.
As Agnes won again and again, cheers continued.
At first, those losers were still ashamed and angry, but as more and more people lost, no one cared about this kind of failure anymore. They cheered for the girl and looked forward to more performances from her.
Agnes also became more courageous as she fought, and her desire for victory was aroused, as if her blood was burning for it, driving her to swing her sword again and again. Fortunately, she still maintained her last sanity and did not let the blood in the field
Splash five steps.
Amid the cheers, Agnes stared coldly at her new opponent.
She found out that she knew this person.
"The Count of Monte Cristo...?"
"Good evening, Mademoiselle." Edmond Dantès bowed to her seriously.
Due to Agnes' identity, he could not call her by name in front of everyone, but his attitude was enough to show his respect for her.
"I know I am not your opponent, but I am very happy to be able to compete with you... It is a great honor for us to experience your grace in person."
Today, he originally had no idea about this matter, but after seeing Agnes's grace, he remembered what happened before, so he became interested and took the initiative to challenge Agnes.
"Okay!" Agnes, who was completely absorbed in the drama, couldn't help but grin, and her eyes lit up, "I'm curious how much you've improved!"