The sound of the door being slammed heavily shocked the Duke's body.
He was still shocked and couldn't understand what was going on. He didn't understand why his daughter turned out to be like this. He was even more afraid that Agnes was really as indifferent to everything as she said.
What happened? He thought hard, but couldn't figure it out at all. He could only attribute it to the meaningless reason of "his daughter has grown up."
Rather than figuring out what happened, he wanted to figure out how to solve the current dilemma.
It would have been fine if Agnes lost her temper normally, but now she was suddenly willful at this critical moment, which was an unbearable blow to him.
Bowang's meaning was very clear. He had to get another handwritten letter from the King of Rome himself before he would cooperate. And he couldn't get this handwritten letter on his own - so he could only ask his daughter to help.
This point is unavoidable. If he cannot do it, then all his previous efforts will be in vain, and all his previous efforts will be in vain, and he will continue to be held hostage by Alice.
So after much deliberation, he could only decide to put a little more pressure on his daughter to stop her from being willful and contribute more to his family.
The pain and helplessness gave him an indescribable feeling of exhaustion. He had also seen his daughter's miserable state just now, so why wasn't he heartbroken? However, he had more important things to worry about right now, and he couldn't care less.
My daughter's thoughts.
No matter what, let's go get some sleep first... He blinked his eyes, finally getting some moisture for his achy eyes, then stood up amidst the soreness, and walked back to his bedroom tremblingly.
At this time, Agnes was also in her bedroom.
Although she was very tired physically, the pain in her heart prevented her from falling asleep.
She lay on the bed, buried her head deeply in the pillow, and sobbed silently, and the tears flowing from her eyes had already wet the pillowcase.
After running away from her sister today, she walked aimlessly in the street, feeling chilled by the rain.
But the chill she felt in her body was far less than the chill in her heart.
Originally, she was fully aware of everything, and ran to make an appointment with her master, preparing for a fair and upright contest, where she would either let the master surrender or die gloriously by the sword; however, when she finally came to the master, she saw
The scene she saw was unforgettable and will never be forgotten.
Her master, such a proud and powerful master, has fallen into a pool of blood, and the culprit of all this is her most beloved sister!
What's even more detestable is that my sister's "victory" didn't have any dignified factors. She seriously injured the master by means of a sneak attack.
Nothing made Agnes more angry than this.
Although my sister did not describe the details of her sneak attack, she was not stupid. She could roughly guess that her sister deliberately brought Xia Lu with her. She must have used Xia Lu to lower the master's defense, and then took the opportunity to pull out the pistol.
sneak attack.
Agnes never thought that such a shameless evil act would be committed by her own sister!
If it wasn't her sister who did it, she could have drawn the sword on the spot, killed the villain with her own hands, and avenged her master, but it was her sister who did it...
In her mind, her sister was so elegant, kind, and intelligent, a collection of almost all the beautiful qualities in the world. However, the reality taught her the cruelest lesson - it was this sister who treated the master without mercy.
A sneak attack with a gun left her seriously injured.
She is not an innocent girl who has never seen blood. She has had a lot of blood on her hands before. However, in her opinion, the blood is proof of honor, which she earned with her own efforts and skills.
But with this bloody scene, everything she had believed in since childhood and her entire worldview almost collapsed.
The person she loved the most would actually do such a thing... No matter what, Agnes couldn't accept it.
What made her even more angry was that her sister kept saying that it was for her own sake and that she didn't want to risk her own life. This meant that her entire being had been denied.
The honor and dignity that she was willing to defend with her life, everything, were so ridiculous in their eyes and not worth mentioning.
She painfully felt that her personality and talents, everything she was proud of, seemed to have no meaning, even if her close relatives were laughing at and denying her.
Both my sister and my father are like this. In their opinion, their swordsmanship is just a child playing tricks. They are not proud of it. No matter how much they take care of and love them, they have never understood them for a moment. They would rather see
To a well-known lady who is at home in the upper class...
Who is right and who is wrong?
If the vote is based on the number of people, it seems that my sister and father are right, because isn't it because of these reasons that I am rejected and disliked by the royal family? In their eyes, I am just a deviant and wild girl.
When she thought of this, she couldn't help crying.
Now, her whole world has almost collapsed.
Relatives are separated from each other, and the master is seriously injured and his life or death is uncertain - it seems that he no longer has a foothold in this world.
"Is there no one in this world who thinks that what I have done is good, right, and worthy of admiration, is willing to praise me, admire me, agree with everything I believe in, and admire the honor I uphold?!" In despair, she
In my heart, I almost gave up on myself and asked.
have……
It seems there really is.
Quietly, there seemed to be a voice in my heart that answered this question.
What followed was the vague shadow of a young man and his elegant and joking voice.
"Miss Agnes..."
Every time this voice echoed in her mind, it would remind her of those hateful experiences and the shame of him trying to belittle her.
But even so, Agnes knew that he really appreciated her from the bottom of his heart and praised his superior swordsmanship.
——He agrees with all this, so he wants to get involved.
Although it is dissolute and despicable, isn't this also recognizing one's own charm?
When she thought of this, Agnes, whose mood had hit rock bottom, seemed to have found some dignity again.
You despise me just because you are ignorant. There will always be someone who will agree with me, even that person is stronger than you!
This thought helped her regain her energy a little, and she finally came out of her self-loathing and self-denial.
She raised her head from the pillow, wiped away her tears, then raised her head and looked blankly at the moon outside the window.
The cold moonlight does not bring any warmth to the world, but it allows Agnes to sort out her thoughts.
What should I do now?
First, the master's life needs to be ensured.
If Bianca was seriously injured or even killed in a duel, that would be the end of a swordsman's glory. Of course Agnes would be proud of her teacher, but the situation now is completely different. She was seriously injured in a despicable attack.
People like Master should not wither away in this way.
So...the master cannot die, she should survive.
Agnes recalled the previous scene, where the master was carried away.
Her sister must know where she is going, but Agnes doesn't want to see her sister now, and she also knows that there is no point in asking her sister.
So, I have to find another person——
The people present at the time were also the Count of Monte Cristo, he must have known!
Moreover, given the earl's status, the master might be in the earl's hands.
So no matter what, we must first find the count and confirm the teacher's life, death and whereabouts.
Just understanding this is not enough. The Count cannot decide whether the master lives or dies. Now that she has fallen into their hands, the one who can decide her life or death is naturally that young man.
In the final analysis, the reason why the master fell to this point is because the assassination offended him, so only he can forgive the master's life, and it is useless for others to say anything.
Agnes organized her thoughts and came to the first conclusion.
But... I had boasted in front of the young man before that I would capture the master with my own strength in exchange for him sparing his life, but now I have not done it, so what reason should I use to plead with him?
Did he forgive his assassin?
This question made Agnes's newly ignited fighting spirit almost extinguished again.
There is another problem - things at home seem to have encountered new setbacks.
Although Agnes had spoken decisively in front of her father just now, they were just angry words spoken out of desperation, and she still couldn't let go.
How could she bear to see her brother and future family heirs return to the same miserable life after her father passed away?
I heard what my father just said that Mr. Bowang asked for an additional certificate, and he asked for it to be written by the young man himself, so that he could lend money with confidence.
This condition meant that she had one more thing to plead with the young man.
Agnes was shocked to find that the various dilemmas she faced now and the final solutions seemed to fall into the hands of that young man. It was as if unknowingly, a spider web quietly fell on her head, and she seemed to be
A butterfly fell into a spider web. Although it struggled desperately, it could not find a way out.
In a daze, she seemed to see the young man again, who was looking at her with a smirk on his face but leisurely.
"You can't escape, Agnes."
This image made her feel angry and disgusted, and she immediately expelled it from her mind, but the reality seemed undeniable.
To beg or not to beg? It seems very simple, but it is extremely troublesome.
Agnes looked at the moonlight and thought for a long time, but could not find any other way out except giving herself more headaches.
Forget it, I can’t control that much anymore…
Agnes knew that she was not a wise counselor. In the past, she always relied on her sister to give her advice no matter what situation she faced, and she was used to obeying her sister's orders.
But now, she has broken up with her sister, and she has lost the only person she can turn to for advice.
Therefore, we can only rely on intuitive judgment.
The situation is urgent now. Whether it is her master's problem or her own family's problem, she is not allowed to delay it any longer. The master is already in danger and may die at any time, so she must solve these problems as soon as possible while the master is still alive.
As for what price to pay...
What had the King of Rome thought about before?
Agnes's head hurt even more because she still remembered the proposal - to play the role of a girl who has been dead for hundreds of years.
When she first heard this proposal, she thought it was so ridiculous, and she didn't think she would do it. But now, after a series of blows, she found that she could only use this "chip" to exchange for others.
Make significant concessions.
In this case, then agree to him, otherwise what else can you do?
Agnes was heartbroken.
She has always been a cheerful person. Once she has made up her mind, she will do it. What's more, time is tight now, and she cannot be delayed any longer.
So... I have to find the earl, inquire about the master's current situation, and then give the young man my determination and conditions, asking him to be magnanimous to me.
Yes, that's what you should do.
Agnes nodded slightly.
This was also the only solution she could think of under the current situation.
The reason why she wanted to make everything clear was because she vaguely felt that she was far behind the young man in terms of swordsmanship, so she didn't want to (nor dared) to play any scheming tricks to avoid getting her own way.
The humiliation wasted time and cost the master's life.
As for whether it can succeed...it can only be left to fate. Agnes has no way to influence Aigron's thoughts. She can only hope and wait.
Agnes also knows that she has fallen into a quagmire now. No matter what the outcome is, she can only feel "uncomfortable" or "more uncomfortable".
If it fails, the master dies, and the family goes bankrupt, it is naturally unacceptable.
But assuming it succeeds... that would be quite embarrassing.
Then, she subconsciously turned her gaze away and looked at the floor-length mirror beside the bed.
Under the moonlight and candlelight, the girl in the mirror had messy hair, unfocused eyes, and her skirt was dirty, stained with water stains and mud.
How do you look like a saint? She looked at the girl in the mirror and showed a bitter smile.
Although Agnes has a careless personality, she is still a self-disciplined girl who loves to be clean. After she comes to her senses, she will naturally dislike her current appearance.
Yes... How can you meet people like this? How can you be admired and proud of others?
Although Agnes was very tired at this time, she still cheered up and walked out of her room.
She needs to take a good bath, change into good clothes, and then have a good sleep to recuperate and regain her former self.
No matter how bad today is, when the sun comes up, it will be a new day. She can still work hard, and she must work hard.