When he returned home, Charles's mood had changed drastically compared to before.

He had reason to be so jubilant, even though he had just written a hefty IOU of three million francs.

Because, he not only sealed some criminal evidence, but also a piece of history. This history is one of the darkest pages in the long history of the Tréville family, and because of his sister, he wants to seal it into the river of time even more than anyone else.

"Young master, are you coming back......" As soon as he entered the house, the old servant greeted him and looked at him worriedly, "Master is worried about you!" ”

"I know, you go and sue him, a qiē is very smooth, tell him not to worry," Charles patted him on the shoulder with his left hand, and then sighed, "Really, a qiē has already passed." ”

Seeing that Charles looked slightly depressed, the servant was worried but did not dare to ask more, and hurriedly ran back to report to the master, while Charles went straight up the stairs and then to the attic.

Because he was mentally prepared this time, this time the dark and damp air did not make him feel the slightest unpleasant, and he couldn't help but smile when he looked at his aunt, who was still sitting motionless in the chair.

"Agnes, I'm back."

Agnes opened her eyes suddenly.

Then, her gaze rested on Charles' right hand.

That's a box.

There was a sad look in her eyes.

"Looks like you've been successful."

"Thanks to you, a qiē is quite smooth." Charles nodded. Then his gaze fell on the box as well. "I'll rebury them and bury them separately. You...... You may not want to accept it, but I still want to say it to you. Thank you. ”

This box is divided into two sections, one side contains a portion of ashes, one side is more, the other is less, and it was put into by Agnes herself.

"Thanks? No, I don't need your thanks. Agnes shook her head sadly, "I just need you to keep your promises. Maybe. Is this too much to ask of you? Now we don't have anything to bind you to......"

"No, the promise is still valid." Charles replied categorically. "I'll get you out of here at the agreed moment."

"Then why haven't you untied me?" Agnes asked coldly. "Do you want me to keep it like this until I leave? I don't think I'm like you, who break my promise and eat it. ”

"Of course I don't doubt you. I have full confidence in your commitment. Your character is so noble that I can only look up to you. Charles looked at the other sincerely, "However, please also understand my concerns, I can release all your restraints, but...... I'm sorry, but in order to show the sincerity of the two of us, I can't return your sword to you for the time being. Thank you for your understanding. Inside this mansion, of course. You are free, you are my most respected guest. ”

In the agreement between the two people, after the issue of incriminating evidence that they are most concerned about is resolved, the rest of the things will be conveniently resolved.

"As long as I stay here for half a month, you won't care about the rest of the things, right?" Agnes looked at Charles suspiciously, as if to confirm his true intentions.

"Yes, as long as you are here as a guest for half a month, I don't care about anything about it." Charles took the trouble to explain again, "And I will not help my father to escape for half a month, he will run wherever he can, and this is the last help I can give him as a son - and then, if he is caught by you and killed, it will only show that he is incompetent, and my grandfather and I will not have any problem with it." ”

"Good, that's it, I don't want to ask for more from you." Agnes immediately nodded in agreement, "So now, why don't you hurry up and release me?" ”

Although her aunt was clearly angry, Charles at least knew that she no longer considered herself an enemy—of course, she would remember the humiliation of being accidentally knocked down.

She didn't worry about letting her father run for half a month, Charles said to herself.

However, he also knew the source of this aunt's confidence - she only began to search for and kill her father when Charles was a teenager (and at that time his father had been missing for almost ten years), and she was able to find it in the end with a time difference of ten years, and chased it all the way back to France, so even if she gave her father another half a month to escape, she was naturally still full of confidence.

Forget it, let him do whatever it takes.

A feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart - he really didn't want to care about it anymore.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and untie it for me! ”

A slightly urgent urging sound brought him back from his distracted state.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'll be right away!" He quickly apologized, then set the urn aside and walked over.

Then he appeared to have Agnes as if something was unusual—her face was slightly flushed, as if her body was trembling slightly, as if she were struggling to endure something.

Ah, oops. It dawned on him at once.

Yes, she was tied up motionless for so long and drank a bowl of oatmeal in the morning...... By now, it will definitely be like this. It's better to say that I'm a bastard now......

He took a knife from his body, placed it on the rope behind the chair, and began to cut slowly.

"Hmm...... Agnes, let's go down to my bedroom, it's quiet, it's okay, we can talk......" he said, smiling slightly awkwardly.

Just say, 'Then you can go to the bathroom first......

Being knocked out of this embarrassing reality by her nephew made Agnes blush.

"At this time, did you change from a beast to a human again?" As if to hide her embarrassment, she suddenly glared at Charles in exasperation. "Don't pretend, I should have known that there is no good person with the surname Treville."

Charles raised an eyebrow. There was no answer, just continued to cut the rope with a knife.

Eventually, the rope was all broken, and Agnes immediately withdrew her hand and moved it.

"Take me to your bedroom." Then, she immediately said to Charles.

"Do you need me to help you?" Charles asked considerately.

"Get out of here!" He received a rather decent reply.

……………………

Charles stayed at his desk in his bedroom, quietly waiting. The urn was also brought to the table.

It wasn't until a long time later that the bathroom door reopened—obviously. Her body had been suffering from a very unspeakable torment before. This couldn't help but add a few points to his apology.

Of course, remorse is completely absent.

Agnes, who had solved the problem, regained her previous radiant arrogance.

"So, how did you convince my brother?" She looked at Charles coldly. Then he sat down across from the Charles.

"Hmm. Moved with sincerity, ......" Charles raised his eyebrows, and then revealed his deal with the Duke of de Nordlien to her.

"Frightened, that's really scary, I'm worth 200,000 francs for a day here? Even the most spendthrifty girl in Paris should be shocked, right? After hearing his words, Agnes shouted with a slight mockery.

Charles stood up, then bowed sincerely. "You totally deserve it, ma'am......"

"Hmph. At this time, I know how to pick up something good? The aunt glared at him again.

Charles knew what was going on in his heart—the indelible pride of her personality made it difficult for her to admit the fact that her family now relied on her nephew for help. So Charles also quite thoughtfully bypassed this unpleasant topic.

"Thank you, Agnes, I've heard from my uncle, thanks to your help......" Charles continued.

When he heard that this aunt had chosen to go abroad to hunt down his father in order not to involve him, although Charles pretended not to care in front of his uncle, it was only a protective color that made people jealous of himself-even if no matter how hard-hearted a person was, how could he not be moved when he heard such unreserved kindness to himself?

It's a pity that when he learned about the situation, it was too late.

No, it's not too late, and if you want to make up for it now, it's not completely out of the ordinary.

"No thanks, I didn't do this for you, just for my sister, you don't have to be grateful—" Agnes still looked completely indifferent, "If I knew that the years had made you such a person, I don't think I would have done this." ”

Hey, it seems that you can't just express your emotion in words...... He sighed inwardly.

On the way back, he actually thought a lot.

Although as a time-traveler, he doesn't have a particularly deep affection for his father and mother, but he still can't help but disgust his father for committing such sins to his wife and daughter.

Although he was morally not in a position to accuse anyone - in any sense of the word, he was a great traitor who had killed and bankrupted countless others - he could not help but despise his father's actions.

The more he hated his father, the more he didn't want to be a ruthless and irresponsible person like him.

He'd already tried his best to save it once, and he thought that was enough—that person should live on his own strength after all, right? Even if it was a path to hell, it was the path he had chosen.

And I will never be sorry for anyone who has treated me sincerely, and I must repay them. Otherwise, is there any difference between me and that person? He thought to himself.

Although he did not regret doing something to his aunt in order to save his future, that did not mean that he did not want to make some kind of compensation.

"Agnes, you still hate me, don't you?" After sighing, he looked up at his aunt, "I know I've gone too far. ”

"There's no point in saying that now."

"Yes." Charles replied immediately.

"If you feel uncomfortable, beat me up, I will never fight back this time...... And it doesn't count as a breach of contract. Charles smiled sincerely at Agnes, "Of course, if you can, it's better not to slap your face, okay?" ”

The crisis has finally been lifted, and now it's time to joke again.

Agnes looked at Charles suspiciously, as if she couldn't tell what he wanted to do.

"Twenty minutes from now it's dinner time, and as our honored guest, you can come to dinner with me later," Charles still smiled, "and of course, you can wave it to your heart's content during this time." ”

After understanding what Charles meant, his aunt stood up without hesitation, and even rolled up her sleeves.

Obviously, she wasn't going to be polite at all.

Hey, I really didn't expect to have to pay such a price after getting a long-lost victory...... Charles sighed inwardly.

Then, at that moment, the corner of his eye was on the box on the table.

I'm sorry...... I'm really sorry, I didn't feel too sad for you guys.

However, you are all in the past, and the surviving ones are the most important.

I will, cherish the remaining qiē.

He meditated in his heart.

"Bang!"

At that moment, his aunt's fist slammed into the corner of his mouth.

Although I had been mentally prepared in advance, and I planned to endure it. However, when the real pain came, he could not help but scream - after all, he did not have the consciousness of the revolutionary martyrs.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang"

The sound of a fist hitting a cotton bag rang out in the room, and Agni's merciless beating continued.

Although he couldn't help screaming occasionally, Charles finally held back and didn't dodge, let alone fight back.

Fortunately, after I don't know how long, Agnes's fist finally stopped.

"Twenty minutes have passed?" Charles, whose cheeks were red and swollen, asked with difficulty. "How did it take so long?"

As he asked, he trembled and picked up the silk handkerchief on the table with his hand, carefully wiping his nosebleed.

Not surprisingly, Agnes didn't agree to his proposal—he was beaten up and bruised. He was also covered in bruises.

"I haven't looked at the clock, how do I know how long it has been?" With an indescribable sense of exhilaration, Agnes sat down directly, and then looked at Charles breathlessly, "I just hit until I ran out of strength......"

"That's ...... Then you don't have to be so ruthless......" Charles asked with a wry smile, this smile became even more bitter because of the way he was now, "I said don't slap my face...... How can I meet them later? ”

"Do I need to be concerned about this?" Agnes replied with a sneer.

"Okay......" Charles nodded helplessly, "as long as you're happy." (To be continued!)

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