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    "I am happy to serve my country at any time, Your Excellency Marshal! I will do my best to complete your mission!" Under the gaze of Marshal Treville, Captain Maximian Morel gave him a  Completely satisfactory reply.  "Very good, you have indeed found the wrong person. This person is indeed worthy of training - the old marshal with a generous heart thought to himself secretly.  To become the talents that the group will strive to cultivate in the future, ability is certainly important, but attitude is even more important.  Captain Morel agreed to Marshal Treville's request so simply, showing the attitude that the old Marshal wanted to see.  Next, we have to look at the abilities he showed next to Charles. The old man believed that his grandson was a smart enough examiner and knew how to judge a person's quality.  He turned his turbid gaze to his grandson standing next to the captain.  He now feels tired every moment and feels the passage of his life force. He can even hear the footsteps of the God of Death walking towards him step by step. However, he cannot die yet because he has not built a stable enough territory.  , and cannot allow his grandson to inherit his power in peace, and then use his own inheritance as the basis to continue his career.  So he can¡¯t follow death yet.  Now that the grandson is old enough, it is time for him to come into contact with his cronies one by one, starting with Captain Morel.  Essentially, he doesn't really care how much money his grandson can squeeze out of the Count of Monte Cristo. After all, at this point, money is nothing more than a number to their family, and they can already enjoy the enjoyment they can get through money.  Easily obtained, what they need now is power.  The enjoyment that power can bring is unimaginable to ordinary mortals. However, this old marshal who has led troops for many years and witnessed countless unknown soldiers dying silently knows clearly how wonderful it is. He longs for power and even more for his grandson.  To be able to have greater power than oneself.  He is still too young to be in a hurry and can only take his time, but he has already learned what he should learn. Now he just needs to slowly accumulate experience in using power. ? Then let¡¯s start from now on.  "Okay, I've said what needs to be said. The rest, Charles, you can arrange for him." The old marshal, who was already a little tired, narrowed his eyes slightly again, made a gesture to Charles, and then motioned to the servant to take the lead.  He went back to his room to rest.  Charles watched his grandfather leave respectfully, then he turned back and looked at Captain Morel with a smile on his face.  "Captain, please sit down, you must be tired from standing." After saying that, he sat directly on the sofa and pointed to the side.  "Thank you." Captain Morel understood and sat directly at the position indicated by Charles.  However, although he sat down, his sitting posture was still very upright, full of military-like fortitude, but at the same time it also showed that he was still a little nervous inside.  In order to make the subsequent cooperation between the two people smoother, Ciel needs to eliminate the tension of the other party, and this is not a problem for him.  "You must be very reserved in front of grandpa, right?" Charles asked with a smile, "Actually, I am quite afraid of him. He is also very dignified at home." "Fortunately, the marshal is not a harsh person." Morel  The captain quickly said good things to the old marshal, "Of course, sir, you know, he is a marshal after all. I am countless levels behind his military rank. I must give him enough respect." "Actually, his harshness is just for his own sake.  He just wants to complete his work better. He is definitely not a person who likes to show off his power, and he will never easily embarrass others." Charles replied softly, "By the way, just call me by my name. I'm not used to being called.  It makes me feel uncomfortable to be treated so respectfully by a soldier who is older than me. " "Ah, I'm sorry uh but" Charles' request seemed to make Captain Morel a little overwhelmed, but he struggled.  After a moment, he relaxed and said, "Okay, Ciel." He is really a straight person. He seems to be the type that is easier to control - Ciel made a judgment in his heart.  That will be easy to handle.  At this moment, the servant who had been ordered by Charles brought the coffee, and the steaming cup was placed in front of them, getting closer to them.  Charles picked up a cup of coffee, blew it gently, then raised his head and looked at Captain Morel.  "Captain, I know you are confused now. You don't know what the mission you are going to perform is, but don't worry, I will explain it to you slowly." After blowing a few times, he slowly  He brought the cup to his lips, and then gentlyTake a sip and feel the hot, bitter juice invading the coating of your tongue.  "First of all, I must make one thing clear to you - this is really not an ordinary mission, but an important event related to national security and the safety of the imperial government. I mean, in order to achieve the mission, you must and promise  Just like that, obey my instructions and use all your abilities to help me. This is not for me, but for the empire and His Majesty." "Important event" After Ciel's solemn warning, Morey said.  Captain Er's eyes widened and his body leaned forward unconsciously. Apparently, he had been persuaded by Charles.  "What kind of mission is it?" To be honest, although the marshal just said so solemnly, Captain Morel is still a little worried, fearing that he is just being called over to help the playboy spend his boring daily life. In the end, the so-called mission is nothing more than a mission.  It's a trivial matter, just playing house with a child.  If this is the case, it would be too detrimental to the dignity of a soldier. Even if he could please the marshal, Captain Morel would not feel happy in his heart.  But after close contact, the captain found that although this young man was young, he did not have much of a dandy air. On the contrary, he was very easy-going and seemed to be a reliable person.  Therefore, the two words "important events" really have weight and deserve to be taken seriously.  But he was still curious in his heart, what kind of important person needs to be executed by a young man?  Is the country so arrogant?  On the other hand, Charles, who had been observing the captain's reaction, also calmed down at this time.  Okay, pulling the big flag to pull the tiger's skin has had an effect, so it's time to get down to business.  "Have you heard of the Count of Monte Cristo?" Charles asked in a low voice.  "Count of Monte Cristo?" Captain Morel repeated these words blankly, and then shook his head, "Sorry, I haven't heard of it." It seems that he has been serving in the army in other places before, came to Paris not long ago, and was with  There is no social interaction, so I have never heard of the name Count of Monte Cristo.  Ciel was not disappointed, he thought it was just right.  "It seems that your news is still relatively limited" He took another sip of coffee, "The Count of Monte Cristo is a foreign rich man who recently came to Paris. Rumor has it that he is very rich, as rich as anyone in the country. He  As soon as he arrived in Paris, he spent a lot of money, so he became a star in the social circle. "Oh I understand." Captain Morel nodded.  "Is there something wrong with him?" "There is something wrong with him." Charles sneered slightly, "There is very definite evidence that under the bright appearance, the background of this foreign earl is full of darkness. He is  The leader of a large criminal group, he relied on this criminal group to accumulate his wealth, and he also secretly smuggled some criminal gangsters to France. At this moment, he was surrounded by desperadoes, if he wanted to.  If so, he could easily create a bloody storm in Paris - "That's it!" Captain Morel took a breath, "Then why didn't the police arrest them?" The implication of his words was also  It's clear - why doesn't the imperial government deal with such a dangerous person? Instead, it leaves it to a young man like Raichar to deal with it?  "Although such people are dangerous, the empire occasionally needs such people -" Ciel deliberately prolonged his voice, "He is now cooperating with the imperial government to carry out a project in a foreign country. So not only can we not arrest him now  Instead, he had to treat him as a distinguished guest. " "That's it." The captain finally understood the situation, "The imperial government needs to cooperate with him now, but it doesn't want him to cause trouble, so it has to monitor him secretly, right?  ?¡± ¡°You are half right.¡± Charles smiled slightly, ¡°We want to monitor him, but it is not the imperial government that monitors him, but¡± He pointed to the ceiling with his index finger.  Captain Morel didn¡¯t quite understand it at first, but he soon understood.  "Your Majesty?!" "Yes, that's him." Charles confirmed the other party's suspicion, "As you know, the Count of Monte Cristo is very rich, so Your Majesty is worried that he is secretly colluding with some high-ranking government officials.  , so I decided to let someone I trust monitor the count I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m young, but I¡¯ve been with your majesty for several years, so I think I have your majesty¡¯s trust.  "I understand." Captain Morel nodded again.  He looked at Ciel, and unexpectedly felt a little more envious.  He has struggled for so many years.I went through life and death in North Africa, and was finally transferred to the Guards. I was lucky enough to be close to His Majesty. However, the young man in front of me had no achievements but had been in His Majesty's presence for several years and gained His Majesty's trust. The gap between people is like this.  One has nothing to say.  But soon, the captain pushed away these distracting thoughts. There was no point thinking about them now.  He firmly believes that although his road is more difficult than others, as long as he continues to walk on it and relies on his bravery, sincerity and tenacity, he will surely reach a position full of glory.  "This dangerous person is definitely not easy to deal with, so I told my grandfather about my difficulties, and he also decided to help me." Charles made his final speech, "I asked him to recommend elites to help me  , Captain Morel, you are the elite he selected. My grandfather said that you are brave and resourceful at the same time, and you are enough to cope with the most dangerous situations. You are a rare talent, so I hope to get your full help next.  "Youyou are really flattering me. I am not a talented person, I am just a martial artist." Captain Morel couldn't bear to be praised by Charles, and he waved his hands in embarrassment.  Then, he calmed down his expression and became serious again, "But don't worry, since you are performing an important task assigned by His Majesty, I will do my best to serve you. This is my obligation as an imperial soldier.  "You don't have to worry about my thoughts. Please give me orders according to your ideas. I will carry out the orders without reservation." "Very good. I feel relieved after you said this."  , Charles smiled very heartily and drank the remaining coffee in one gulp.  To a certain extent, what he told is the truth, but as long as he chooses the rhythm of telling the truth, he can easily mislead others. The most important problem has been solved, and now it is time for the two people to get closer to each other personally.  "By the way, Captain Morel, where are you from?" "I am a Marseille." The captain replied immediately.     ah?  Marseille again?  Ciel almost spit out all the coffee in his mouth, and finally regained control of himself.  However, his strange expression was still noticed by the captain.  "What, Charles, is there anything strange about Marseille?" "No, it's nothing, I just remembered some people I know." Charles swallowed the coffee and answered the other party.  "By the way, have you heard of Father Busany?" Charles didn't expect this question, but it touched the captain's nerves.  "Father Busani have you heard of it too?" He looked at Charles with wide eyes.  "What? Do you have any dealings with the priest?" Charles asked quickly.  ¡°This¡­it¡¯s a bit long to say¡­¡± Captain Morel looked embarrassed.  "I just like to hear long stories, please tell me." Charles insisted.  "Well, it's just some old stories" The captain smiled bitterly, "To tell you the truth, our family was originally a shipowner in Marseille - from my grandfather to my father, they all worked in this business.  Everything was going well at first, but more than ten years ago, my father suddenly encountered some bad luck. Several ships sank at sea. The company's account deficit was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to be impossible to repay the debt.  My father was so anxious that he borrowed money from everywhere to survive, but the bad luck continued, and his last ship sank at sea My father could not bear such a blow, became ill, and finally died.  " When he said this, Captain Morel paused, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes.  "This was the bleakest moment for our family. Although my father died, the company's debts were still there, and the creditors continued to come to me to collect debts. Where did we have money at that time? To tell you the truth, I was also prepared to follow my father and die at that time.  Go, I don¡¯t want to see the end of our family¡¯s reputation.¡± Charles patted the other party¡¯s shoulder to express comfort.  "Then, you were rescued?" "Yes, you were rescued. To be precise, it was Father Bousanyi." Captain Morel replied, "I didn't know what happened at the time, but one day I found those  The creditors stopped coming to collect the debt. Then I went to inquire and found out that a man named Father Busani paid off our family's debt and didn't even keep our promissory notes and IOUs. I still don't know how generous he was.  What is the reason, but I can say with certainty that this is a saintly act, and my family and I will be forever grateful for his good deeds. "This is troublesome.  Ciel thought.  Why did Father Buschany, the Count of Monte Cristo, pay off the debts of the Morel family without expecting anything in return?  Morel is a Marseille,?Mont-Dantes is also a Marseille, so there must be a relationship between them.  According to the information provided by Kongze, Edmond Dant¨¨s was a sailor before he was sent to Chateau d'If prison.  So, could it be that he was working for the Morel family?  In this world, the coincidences are really incredible Charles looked at Captain Morel steadily.  Grandpa chose a bodyguard for him, but he actually picked an old friend of the Count of Monte Cristo!  Should I say this is good luck or bad luck?  "Ciel? Is there anything strange?" Captain Morel asked quickly, perhaps sensing something strange in Charles's gaze.  The Count of Monte Cristo is Father Busani.  There is no need to break all this to Captain Morel.  But should we take a gamble and continue to trust the captain?  Maybe letting an old friend deal with Monte Cristo will have unexpected effects.  "I understand your gratitude to Father Bushany, Captain." After making up his mind, Charles looked at the Captain very seriously and asked him slowly, "But I want to ask you a question." "What?  "The captain was a little confused.  "What do you think of personal favors and justice?" Charles asked calmly. "If Father Bousanyi is proven to be an enemy of the motherland, will you show favoritism because of his favor to you? Do you dare to use sanctions against him?  Weapons? "Father Bouchaniwill be detrimental to France!" Captain Morel was shocked, "Isn't this a good man?" "I mean"  He emphasized again, "If this is the case, how would you deal with it?" The captain was silent.  "He saved my life, and even the lives of my whole family." After a long time, he replied in a muffled voice, "So if I can avoid hurting him, I will avoid it. But if he really threatens the empire,  Then, I will shoulder the responsibilities of an imperial soldier. Starting from my father, we have been loyal to Napoleon for half a century. We cannot violate our beliefs, even to our benefactor. " It can be seen that he is in pain.  .  "Very good, Captain Morel, I believe in your promise." Charles smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, things are not that bad, at least we don't have to do this now." Please remember the first release of this book  domain name:.  Nine Heavens God Emperor:
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