I Am Louis XIV

Wizards hissed at the miraculous turn of the vicious werewolf in this unjust battle, who, unlike mortals, waved their hands and hurled small spells that might resemble poisonous thorns or stones. The lump, though less dangerous, was powerful enough to evoke the savagery of the last manticore, writhing with the werewolf, writhing in the dust, struggling to grab the other by the throat or the spine, It's just that even in this kind of brutal fight, the werewolf still relied on his own wisdom to turn defeat into victory—he transformed from a giant wolf back into a human, and when he stood up from the ground, he held the manticore's poisonous stinger in his hand, and bowed his head. Looking at his own hand, the blackened skin indicated that he was also poisoned, but the manticore lying on the ground, dying, was the biggest victim of this poisonous stinger.

He threw away the poisonous stinger he picked up during the roll, and looked to his "master", hoping that the guy would keep his promise, but the wizard just turned away indifferently, asking the audience to determine the fate of the winner, and the audience paused Yes, they will keep throwing gold or silver coins at the owner of the arena instead of the werewolf. This is also inherited from the ancient Romans. If they want this werewolf to live, then they will throw coins at that werewolf, but if they think The werewolf needs more opponents, so he throws coins to the owner of the arena.

Louis felt a fit of irritability, he could see every grim or excited face from the convenience of his position, he knew that feeling, whether he stabbed Felipe Mancini to death with his own hands, or he was in the Rebels. Signing the death sentence, being able to fiddle with another person's orders at will is really a pleasant and addictive thing, and it is the same for the wizard here. Louis is about to summon Luka, but unconsciously confronts the werewolf He looked away, the familiar feeling came again, he saw the werewolf suddenly opened his eyes wide, then raised his hand suddenly, making a gesture of asking for help, and then a name jumped into the king's memory.

At this time, the three new manticores had been put into the arena, but Louis's box suddenly opened—if the gladiator wasn't a werewolf, maybe he couldn't find it for a while, but he was a werewolf, which meant he had a sensitive mind. Smell, the moment the barrier was opened, he smelled the smell of agarwood and myrrh, and he immediately ran towards Louis, followed by the Manticore, but when the nearest manticore pounced on him, he He also jumped up, grabbed the platform of the box, and climbed up.

Luca and Tuno's spells hit the werewolf immediately, he screamed, his fur was scorched, but he was still alive.

After a while, the owner of the arena also arrived. At first he thought that the spell had failed, but then he realized that the box was opened by the guest. Needless to say, Duke Luca de Colonna bought the werewolf.

He was none other than Crelan.

Crelan appeared here, which surprised Louis. Although the werewolf was also surprised why the King of France appeared here, he was smart enough not to ask a single question, but he was neat and clean again, like a When sitting with Louis in a secret tavern like that, Louis asked: "Why did you appear in this place? Mr. Cleland."

As far as he knows, the situation of King Charles II of England is not very good. He also proposed to marry the niece of Bishop Mazarin but was rejected. He wandered among several countries, but except for France, other royal families did not They don't feel sad when the rabbit dies and the fox, they are more interested in getting along with the powerful Lord Protector Cromwell.

"You may not know," said Cleland, "that Cromwell is dead, Your Majesty."

"Oh!" This Louis really didn't know: "May God forgive that madman," he said, "does this have anything to do with your presence here?"

"I don't know if there is." Cleland raised his glass and drank the spirit in it. "The only thing I can be sure of is that he doesn't need us anymore."

It seems that he did encounter many things, "Is there anyone else in the arena?"

Cleland showed an embarrassing look: "If possible, Your Majesty, I have eleven companions."

Louis nodded and told Luka to do it: "What are you going to do next?"

"Do you need a werewolf? Your Majesty?" Cleilan looked at him, "Although I don't know how you became a wizard, those who stay by my side are warriors. Your Majesty, we only need a shelter—— As long as you are willing to show mercy, we are yours."

"I'm not a wizard." Louis said. If there is room for these werewolves even in Paris, he didn't forget that Bishop Mazarin said that there were originally a group of werewolves living in the suburbs of Paris, but they were later invaded by those foreigners who wanted to assassinate him. The werewolves were slaughtered.

"Aren't you?" Crelan's surprise was not feigned, "Aren't you the one who opened the barrier?"

Louis was stunned for a moment, and then realized that neither Luca nor Tuno could have opened the barrier of the box privately at that time, and he was indeed eager to rescue Brayland.

"When I left Paris, you were still a mortal." Breland said: "And I heard that you were assassinated in Dunkirk before, so did you suddenly transform into a wizard? Although your age is far beyond It is a common age for alien wizards to transform, but the talents you have shown are also extraordinary. If you have a trusted mentor..." The werewolf looked around and sniffed: "I believe you will, I listen to them Calling you Your Highness, the title of the watch world is not recognized in the inner world, so that means that you are also prominent here, so your growth will be very fast."

"But I never thought about becoming a wizard." Louis didn't say clearly that he was able to sneak into the inner world by using the holy relic of the blood clan, "I may return to the watch world soon, and I will tell you what you think." Consider—I will ask Luka to arrange a residence for you, and we will make a decision at that time."

Although Breland didn't understand why Louis firmly denied his wizard status, he didn't say much. He just stood up, bowed to Louis, and walked out slowly.

After he left, Louis raised his hand. He didn't quite understand how he did it. There was no wind, strange smell, or so-called heat from the inside of his body. He didn't even realize that he broke it. After breaking the barrier, he stretched out his finger and tapped the candlestick on the table, "Fire." He said, but nothing happened.

The king couldn't help smiling, perhaps Luca or Tuno had sensed his thoughts, and perhaps opened the barrier, he stood up from the chair and walked towards the door, and at this moment, a light flashed across his eyes Out of the corner of his eye, Louie slowly turned away.

The whole candle, even the bronze candlestick, was burning.

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As soon as Louis returned to his palace, he saw Mary. When she saw the king, she couldn't help but her eyes lit up, and at the same time she showed a sweet smile. I heard," she took Louis' arm: "As I thought, you will become a very powerful wizard."

"I don't understand," Louis said. He looked around to make sure there was no one else. "Isn't the power I'm showing borrowed from Colonna?"

"That's why I said that you will become a powerful wizard," Mary said enthusiastically, "I have also seen the real Duke of Colonna, and I can only say that it is mediocre. The barrier of the arena is not a wizard like him. Do you know what that means? It means that you are a piece of fertile soil, and Colonna's blood is just a seed, and it is you, not Colonna, that makes it bloom."

"And," she added, "you haven't been taught by an instructor and studied systematically. When you finish your studies, you will become a wizard that even the Mancini family can't underestimate."

Louis didn't answer. He turned his head and observed Mary. Since returning to the inner world, the little witch has been like a duck to water. She is wearing a velvet dark red robe, flat shoes, and a huge hood hanging behind her. Playful little spell.

Groups of goblins were attracted by her luminous fingertips, and because of the small hurricane she set off, they staggered and screamed. Some elves were crushed by the hurricane, and their shattered bodies dissipated in the air like powder. .

"This is Mr. Melfa." Mary introduced to him. This wizard is the enlightener whom Mary found for him. He is an old man with a short white beard, holding a staff and wearing a black robe. , The pointed hat fits wonderfully with the wizard in people's impression.

He bowed to Louis, although the gesture was not so obsequious, but...he might be the first wizard that Louis saw in the other world, without that weird sense of arrogance.

"I guess I should thank you very well, my sweet Mary," said Louie, "but can I have a word with him first?"

"Of course," Mary said. "If you don't like him, I have two options."

"I think this gentleman is good enough," said Louie.

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At Louis' request, Luca served tea and left, leaving only him and the strange wizard in the room.

The wizard bowed his head slightly to pay respects to Louis, and then waved his staff. Although he didn't know what kind of spell he cast, the room suddenly became quiet—"This is a spell to block the sound, Your Majesty." Mel Law said.

"It seems that you do have something to say to me."

"Well, I saw Vesalius," Melfa said, "I also heard some things from Mary, thank you for your kindness, Vesalius... I can only say that he is too simple, too Stubbornness, whether he is a wizard or not, this weakness is fatal."

"You are from Vesalius..."

"I am Mary and his teacher. I have served the Mancini family almost all my life. I have no son, Your Majesty, no heir. I thought I could have students, but I didn't expect... Vesalius' father is not like He was, I mean, naive, but Varo Vesalius..." He shook his head, "I taught him potions and spells and ancient scripts, but I failed to teach him more important things."

"He shouldn't be very old when he left here."

"Indeed," said Melfa. "Youth, love, and arrogance enough to blind his eyes, cover his ears, and confuse his mind."

"It's a pity that he is still like this now." Louis said: "I have to say, Mr. Murfa, he let me down."

"I understand what you mean," said Melfa, "you'd better have a more experienced and reliable wizard by your side."

Louis smiled: "Are you introducing yourself?"

"Of course, this is not an easy opportunity. If I were in the watch world, I wouldn't even be allowed to walk by your side."

"As a wizard, you underestimate yourself too much."

"There are too few people in the world who can see themselves clearly, Your Majesty, and self-knowledge is my greatest strength."

"Isn't it the Mancini family's instruction that you came here?"

"They send them, I just go with the flow."

"Then how can I trust you?"

"I do things for you, you just need to see the results."

"What do you think I'll need you for?" Louis said, "Teaching magic?"

Melfa smiled and looked at the king: "I don't think you want to stay in the other world, you want to become a wizard - a wizard is also a subject of the king, you are already in the top position, why do you want to fall down?"

"You are so self-defeating, your words are really sharp." Louis said: "Maybe except you, every wizard thinks that being a wizard is a matter of great honor and gratitude."

"Like Mary?"

"Like Mary," said Melfa. "Poor little girl, stupid little girl."

"So what do the Mancini family think?"

"They are afraid of you, Your Majesty." Melfa said calmly under Louis's suddenly stern gaze: "They are ambitious, you know, in the increasingly narrow world, the huge body of the Mancini family can even It is difficult to turn around, even if they keep branching out, it is still full of branches and leaves. They want to stretch out, but they don't want to give up too much. All the power they have in the inner world is also necessary in the outer world. Yes, they are very eager, you know."

"The problem is that they are not smart." Melfa continued: "They... you can see, from Felipe to Marie, their natures are either vicious or kind, but the Mancini family, like other big families Similarly, they have occupied the top of the pyramid in the inner world for hundreds of years, and their children are born above all others, and they are destined to achieve something."

That statement made Louie smile darkly.

"And so, Your Majesty," said Melfa, "when they found you a hard-tempered, unruly man—they had a terrible idea."

"Louis lowered his eyes: "Bishop Mazaran will not let them do such a thing. "

"Yes," said Melfa, "your bishop made it very clear that if something happens to you, everyone in the Mancini family will be sent to the stake to be burned alive."

Louis thought of Felipe Mancini, "That's why he was so reckless."

The Mancini family urgently needs a bargaining chip that can be held in their hands.

"Then," Louis asked after a moment of silence, "you should side with the Mancini family."

Melfa laughed silently, and then he looked out the window, as if he didn't want the king to see his face, "I admit that my confession is too risky, maybe it's because I'm tired of it too, Your Majesty, guess what I came from When did you decide to play for the Mancini family?"

Without waiting for Louis to give an answer, he said as if talking to himself: "Actually, I have never made any decisions. Since I was still a baby, I was destined to be a potion master. I have no choice." , because other positions have already been occupied and cannot be shaken, I have my own hobbies, my own ideas, my own desires, my own specialties, but for the Mancini family, they only need a potionist's Mel If I'm not, then I'm nothing—my father and grandfather thought so too, even though I'm far more accomplished and gifted in magic than potions—and when I'm twenty, they decide provide me with a wife."

The older wizard turned his gaze back: "Varo Vesalius is lucky, that is, he did get a wife he wanted, and they fell in love, but I don't, I have someone I like, we share the same interests , well matched, but no, because she wasn't the one appointed—so I made a small revolt, you see, I have no offspring, yes, I'm a wizard and a potionist, just like you met Arrived, potions and curses, I admit that I am extremely sorry for my wife, because I failed to let her have a child, and she lived alone and full of resentment.

But I don't want another Melfa, the children of slaves, always slaves, though with the title of employees, but to those people, that's it, Sire, we are not human beings. "

"I've heard there's a House of Lords and a House of Commons here," Louis asked. "Are they still acting like the Romans?"

"The House of Lords is the Senate inherited from the ancient Romans," Melfa said. "As for the House of Commons, although they should speak for the commoner wizards in name, your Majesty, they are just the mouthpieces of the House of Lords to control the common people at the bottom. Eyes and ears, it’s just that there are always people who are willing to believe the members of the House of Commons, thinking that they can speak out for those humble people, but they don’t know that they are just a group of dressed animals.”

"They did inherit a lot," Louis said. "The arena, the house, and the seemingly prosperous territories. Don't they still distribute bread and beer regularly?"

"It was true more than a hundred years ago, but they rarely do that these days. You can see that the number of wizards here is astonishing."

Louis thought of the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd in the seven divisions, and the shouts like a tsunami in the arena: "Are civilian wizards willing to endure it?"

"The cornerstone city wall of the inner world was only thirty feet at first, and now it is ninety-two feet, and it may continue to increase. Those big families have too much power. Their descendants, collaterals, in-laws—and their long-standing Accumulated magic and wealth, and power—and..."

"and?"

"And the inner world is not safe. Your Majesty, werewolves, vampires, and other dark creatures are always watching... I can only say that if they are not allowed to enter the Ring Fort, life will be very difficult for ordinary wizards." Speaking of Here, Melfa added with a smile: "Of course, a palace like this is another matter."

The room was silent for a moment.

"I'd love to know more," Louie said, "but I don't have much time."

"Yes, the news I heard is that you are still in bed." Melfa said: "But France does not need a king who cannot govern."

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Paris.

Philip, Duke of Anjou viciously threw a beautiful and luxurious coat on the ground, and then pierced it with a sword.