Suite et fin, au moins provisoire, des aventures de Greg, l’adolescent de notre époque envoyé dans le passé où il devient d’Artagnan (voir les inénarrables épisodes précédents, The last musketeer et Traitor’s chase).
Greg et les trois autres mousquetaires se retrouvent confrontés d’une part à Richelieu et son double du futur Michel Dinicoeur, qui cherchent toujours à reconstituer la pierre magique qui donne tous les pouvoirs (voyager dans le temps, devenir immortel et autres broutilles); et d’autre part à Milady alliée à Condé, qui veulent plus simplement renverser Louis XIII.
Les affrontements se succèdent mais Greg, qui est décidément très fort, réussit à lui tout seul (Athos, Porthos et Aramis ne lui arrivent pas à la cheville) à battre tous ses ennemis. Il récupère la pierre magique qui lui permet de faire le nettoyage final. Et il l’utilise pour rentrer à la maison, au XXIème siècle.
Une fin à la hauteur des deux premiers volumes. Ne désespérons pas en voyant que la série s’achève: Greg a gardé la pierre et n’exclut pas de retourner un jour dans le passé voir ses amis…
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“Is that right, D’Artagnan?” Porthos asked.
“I suppose,” Greg replied. “I don’t really know any more about him (Richelieu) than Aramis does.”
“Really?” Athos asked. “I thought he was your direct ancestor. Your great-great-great-great-grandfather or something like that.”
“Yes, but I didn’t know that until recently,” Greg admitted. “You have to go a long way back in my family until you get to him.”
“Oh my.” Porthos stopped so suddenly that Greg slammed into him. “I just realized something. I’d been thinking that the best way to defeat Dinicoeur is to kill Richelieu. . . .”
“It is,” Athos said. “If we kill Richelieu before he becomes immortal, then that negates Dinicoeur’s existence, right? Dinicoeur can’t exist if Richelieu doesn’t exist to become him.”
“I think that’s how it works,” Aramis agreed.
“But if we do that, won’t we negate D’Artagnan’s existence, too?” Porthos asked. “If Richelieu dies before he has a child, then no one in D’Artagnan’s family will ever exist.”
There was a moment of chilling silence in the darkness.
“I’d never thought of that,” Athos said.
“That might not be an issue,” Catherine told the others. “Richelieu already has a son.”
“He does?” Porthos asked.
“It’s not common knowledge,” Catherine said. “Richelieu tries to keep it a secret. I rarely heard him mention the boy in all the time I worked in his quarters. He’s not married to the mother, and I don’t think he sees the child very often.”
“How old is the boy?” Porthos asked.
“Only a few months,” Catherine replied.
“Is his name Stefan?” Greg asked.
“Yes,” Catherine told him. “Is that your ancestor?”
“Yes,” Greg said. That was the name his great-great-grandfather had given in the diary Greg had found. And yet he didn’t feel any relief from this discovery. Instead, he felt even more unsettled. Now that he knew how devious and desperate Michel Dinicoeur was, he had a horrifying idea about what the man might be plotting now.
“Ah,” Porthos said cheerily. “Well, that’s settled then. Your ancestor exists, D’Artagnan. Sorry if I got you all worked up. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“Actually, there is,” Greg said. “What would happen if Stefan died before he had children?”
“ There was another silence, even more chilling than the first. “Oh no,” Catherine said. “Dinicoeur would continue to exist—but you wouldn’t.”
“And if D’Artagnan didn’t exist, that would alter our history,” Aramis said. “We’re only together now because he brought us together. Without him, there might not even be any Musketeers. . . .”
“Which means there’d be no one to stop Dinicoeur,” Athos finished.
“Do you think he could be so diabolical?” Catherine asked. “To do something to his own son just to protect himself . . .”
“Nothing is too diabolical for Dinicoeur,” Greg told her. “Do you have any idea where his son lives?”