Flowers, Swords and France

It's already afternoon.

The weather in this island country has always been erratic. The sky was clear just a moment ago, and suddenly the clouds filled the entire sky. In the entanglement and rolling, water droplets squeezed out and fell from the sky.

The drizzle keeps getting into people's bodies with a hint of chill. Coupled with the dull air, it can't help but give people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Humph! It's raining again! This is such a hellish place!" On the streets of the town, Agnes frowned and looked up at the sky dissatisfied, "Everything in this country is unappetizing."

The raindrops dripped down her umbrella, as if weaving a loose curtain of water.

"Yes, this is a country that deserves to be cursed, miss." The tall man standing next to her replied in a low voice. “Everyone here is boring as hell and cold and dull.”

"Be careful not to let people around you hear it!" After hearing his answer, Agnes couldn't help but smile. "After all, since this kind of place is so bad, it is used as a place for that person to die. Isn’t it a good place?”

"It's indeed great." After a moment of silence, the man stood up straight and replied respectfully.

The person next to him probably didn't understand what the two of them said, but he would not refute because he would not refute any of Agnes' opinions in the first place.

"When was the last time we came here?" When passing by a roadside hotel, Agnes walked under the eaves, then swung the umbrella slightly to shake off the water droplets on it. "I remember it was eight years ago, right?"

"Yes. To be precise, it was nine years ago. At that time, we came to England because we traced the traces of that person." The man's tone was still very respectful. "Later, I found out that he had already left by boat from Liverpool, so we quickly left by boat. We stayed there for about two or three months."

"You remember it so clearly!" Agnes couldn't help laughing, then she put the umbrella away and took it into her hand.

Then, as if she was sighing, she lowered her gaze slightly, "When I set out on the journey, I thought it would only take two or three months to complete. But... haha, two or three months here, two or three there. Months, so many years have passed in a blink of an eye..."

Although there was a smile in her expression. However, there was not much smile in his tone.

The man lowered his head, not knowing how to answer her sigh.

"Many years have passed, and we haven't even felt that everything has changed." Agnes smiled and opened the hotel door with the tip of her umbrella, "I really want to get things done quickly..."

The man twitched his shoulders slightly. He felt that the lady was in a strange state today.

And he could vaguely guess why.

In order to get the latest news this morning, she looked for the nearest newspaper and read the news about Charles de Treville's visit to the UK.

From that time on. He felt that Agnes's attitude was a bit strange - although she pretended to be very calm on the surface.

"Is Mr. Treville here to protect that person?" Although he knew it was inappropriate to ask this question, in order to complete the task, he had to hesitate for a long time and finally asked it.

"No...no. He won't. Charles promised me not to interfere anymore, and I believe him. He came here for a national visit, and he has no control over that person coming to England. He can't be blamed. "After hearing the man's question, Agnes obviously paused for a moment. But it soon returned to normal. "Ten years have passed. He has grown up and has become a great man, a pillar of the country. He and that person are completely different." Personally. Since he has said that he will no longer care about this matter, what reason does he have to intervene again? We are just killing a homeless man who abandoned the surname Treville. It will not bring him anything. trouble."

Her tone was decisive, but it was more a hope than a belief.

Come on, bad seeds are bad seeds, haven’t members of the Treville family been like this for generations? The old ones and the older ones are all bastards, how can the younger ones be any better? It seems to me that he is the same bad guy.

The man couldn't help but curse in his heart, but of course he didn't say it out loud.

Unlike her gnashing hatred for that man, Agnes was full of love for that man's son.

Maybe it's because he is the only remaining flesh and blood of his sister; maybe it's because he has been taken care of since he was a child, so subconsciously he has become his own child.

When he thought of this, the man suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart.

"Your sister will pray for you in heaven."

"I think she will think that I am too incompetent. I have spent so much time and still haven't finished the matter!" Agnes smiled bitterly and shook her head. "My sister has loved to teach me since she was a child."

Then she reached out and made a gesture.

The man understood, took out his wallet from his pocket, and prepared to book a room with the store.

"Ah, there isn't much left?" When the man opened his wallet and was about to go over to pay the bill, the sharp-eyed Agnes saw that there was not much money left in the wallet, so she frowned slightly displeased, "Huh, It’s true that money is spent faster in this country than elsewhere.”

"The expenses have indeed increased during this period." The man replied with a slight embarrassment, "I'm really sorry, I should try to save as much as possible."

"It doesn't matter. It costs money to search everywhere. How can I blame you? Rather, your astute vision has saved me a lot of money. We can always chase him along the way." Egger Nice waved her hand nonchalantly, "It seems that everything can be settled this time, so it doesn't matter if the rest is spent. We must make sure that he can never run away."

"But..." The man still hesitated.

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"But what? After so many years, my little money should have been spent long ago. What's the point of feeling distressed now?" Agnes replied with a smile, as if she didn't take it seriously, " As for money, that's all a person can spend in his life anyway. It doesn't matter if he spends it all. The only trouble is that it's impossible to find a husband now. ——Who can get married without a dowry these days, let alone an old girl like me... But it doesn’t matter, I can live alone. This is how my aunt has lived as an old girl all her life. It’s not hard to see her... Just get used to everything, so you don’t have to worry about me, just do your thing.”

Yes, it’s been almost ten years.

She herself didn't expect that she had spent so much time on this journey - and naturally, also spent an unexpected amount of money. Part of the property originally left by her father had been almost exhausted during so many years of travel, and there was very little left.

Following that man's footsteps, she had traveled to many places—almost even circling the entire Europe, almost involuntarily becoming an experienced traveler.

The difference is that that person is enjoying all kinds of life pleasures during the journey and traveling leisurely; but she can only wander around with her anger and obsession to avenge her relatives. Just trying to make up for the nearly ten-year time difference between her and that person's journey was already exhausting, so she didn't stay anywhere for too long, let alone enjoy the journey.

After returning home once, she realized how much she missed her hometown. The wealthy life, the grand banquets, the wise conversations of her friends, the never-ending performances at the opera house, and those glorious scenes were all engraved in her memory.

However, she may have been lonely, and she may have missed her hometown countless times, but there was never any discouragement or hesitation on her face.

The man suddenly felt as if his chest was blocked by something heavy, and his nose felt slightly sore.

Seeing Agnes looking up thoughtfully, the man who had been talking and laughing just now suddenly clenched his fist tightly behind her back, out of sight.

He wanted to take this opportunity to say, "A woman like you will be loved by others even without a dowry, like me...", but found that he did not have the courage to say it.

Only when you have fulfilled your wish for her can you be qualified to say this...

Because of his fault, he allowed that man to escape from a desperate situation last time. He vowed that he would never make the same mistake again this time - even if it cost his own life, he would send that bastard to where he was destined to be. He deserves to go to hell to free this young lady from this pursuit that has wasted almost ten years of her youth.

"No doubt we will help you get it done, miss." The man bowed slightly, "He can't run away again this time. We have determined his current traces, and we only have the last few steps left. ...And we will never let him escape, we will catch him and deliver him into your hands, so that you can end everything happily."

"It's great that you can think of this! Yes, there is absolutely no room for failure this time." Agnes smiled and nodded, "In addition, there is another point - we must try to be as secretive as possible, and don't let anyone Anyone else is in trouble on this matter, do you understand? You should know what I mean - it took a lot of effort for the Ciel to get to where it is today, and we are going to turn this revenge into a secret that will never be seen. , let everything be buried under the loess."

"I will keep this secret forever." The man bowed again, saying that he would never disobey her will. "But this is for you, not for him." (To be continued...)