I Am Louis XIV

This was not the king's intentional arrangement, because Varo Vesalius was still in his room before, and he might have something important to say to the king-the wizard recognized Duke Mortmar immediately, his face It suddenly turned gray and white, and then showed a sickly red, but when Louis turned around, he found that Duke Mortmar only showed a slightly puzzled smile. He looked at the king, and then at Vivian. Sarri, his eyes were indifferent and calm, especially when he glanced at Vesalius' black robe - he heard that there were many scholars and doctors around the king, maybe this person was one of them, and these People, to the Duke, are always a little crazy, so the Duke didn't care much about his faux pas.

The king walked forward, followed by Duke Motmar, leaving Varo Vesalius alone in the corridor.

Varo Vesalius had imagined so many times, so many that he himself could not count them, that if he had won great honor and a high position in the court, he would stand before his enemies—he would humiliate He, tortured him, took away all his hope as he did to himself, but until today, he realized how stupid his thoughts were—the Duke of Mortmar had seen him, and he had seen the Duke, but He remembered the Duke as if a sharp knife had been carved into his brain, but what about the Duke? The Duke of Mortmar did not remember him at all, he had no impression at all—he was to this noble man like a poor wooden box containing precious stones, which was destroyed in order to remove them. Isn't it the most common thing to be destroyed and discarded? What qualifications does he have to be remembered by the other party?

And his previous fantasies...will only be fantasies in the end...

Varo Vesalius just stood in the corridor, and all the servants who passed by cast curious glances at him, but he just stood there, silent, and after a long while, he let out a low, desperate laugh.

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"Varo Vesalius came to see me for something urgent?" said the king, "Let him in."

Bontang bent down and obeyed, and he brought Valo Vesalius before the king. Vesalius looked normal, but the king only took one look at him, and knew that he had suffered a lot: "What do you have to do? Did I say?"

"I came to see you because the potion you ordered me to prepare has been completed." Vesalius said.

"What's the cost?"

"Two crowns a liter," Vesalius went on, without waiting for the king to ask further questions, "to purify fifty bushels of water."

"A lot." The king nodded slightly. For the refugees, the natives of Versailles, and the immigrants in Paris, besides food, the most important thing is water. Versailles does not have a decent water source. Louis is planning to get from Louie The Vaal River draws water, and at the same time digs the swamp into ponds and reservoirs, but now the civilians in Versailles can only get water from the swamp, which is full of parasites and germs, but they have to do it, so before the outbreak of the epidemic, purify The source of water became one of the most important and urgent matters. Louis was satisfied with the quick result of this matter. He asked Bontang to take a hundred gold louis and hand them over to Vesalius as a reward for him.

Varo Vesalius bowed his thanks to the king, but did not leave immediately.

"Is there anything else you want to ask me?" Louis asked.

"Was it the Duke of Mortmar who was by your side before?"

"Yes."

"He can't remember me at all." The wizard murmured, "For people like you, is a little person like me nothing to worry about?"

The king thought for a while. "Oh, to be precise," he said, "it should be said that anyone who is worthless to us."

When Varo Vesalius heard this sentence, he couldn't help raising his head and staring at the young ruler, and then he understood that he might be valuable to the king, but he was not enough to be able to The degree to which a king is willing to comfort with empty words is far less important in the heart of the king than the Duke of Mortmar. He took a deep breath and was about to resign to escape this shameful answer. The king raised his hand, beckoning him to stay.

"Mr. Vesalius," Louis said, "I know what you want to accuse me of, but don't you too?"

"What?"

"When we first met," Louis said with a smile, "at that time you couldn't even find a piece of bread enough to feed your wife and children. Fortunately, you saw Mary and your former student, so You just endured the humiliation and asked her for help, you knew who I was, but you didn't mean to be willing to work for me."

"That's because you are not satisfied with me." Vesalius argued.

"Then why did I hire you again?" Louie pointed out sharply: "Is there any difference between you at that time and you now? Don't tell me that what you showed me was learned in a dark prison. Arrived."

"You just don't want to work for a non-wizard," Louie continued quickly, without giving Vesalius a chance to interject: "It's not like I don't have wizards around me," he said, "I also know about the inner world and the outer world." , I also know something about you, and the first thing I understand is your arrogance. Huh?" The king smiled contemptuously: "Yes, you think you are higher than ordinary people, even if I am your king, but in In your heart, I am still not as good as you, because you have extraordinary power and I don't, so you would rather beg for mercy to a little witch than to bow down to a mortal who can kill life-although you are just a person who was expelled. It’s just a poor wretch who lives in the world without a fixed place and can’t eat enough to eat.”

"I didn't! I did, we left by ourselves!" Vesalius shouted uncontrollably.

The king did not speak, but silence can sometimes represent many things. The wizard stood there, his eyes gradually becoming dull, and the king stabbed his heart. Unconsciously arrogant, he was a wizard and a duke or king was not. But it was useless, his talent and talent did not allow him to gain wealth, respect and status, neither the inner world nor the outer world. He was once full of ambitions, but what the two worlds gave him was just ruthless whipping again and again.

It's time for him to see reality.

"Why did you leave the other world?" asked the king.

Vesalius bit his lip in pain. He knew that, as the king said, they can only see what is valuable to them, and his value to the king, except for witchcraft and medicine, is only in the inner world—the inner world. Although people in the world need the external world, they are still vigilant and guarded against the external world. After all, the external world is bigger, more prosperous, and more dangerous than the inner world. The power of wizards, spirits and dark creatures can certainly make them surpass ordinary people. But the number of mortals is enough to make up for this shortcoming, and as time goes by, the machines and gunpowder invented by mortals further tilt the balance of fate towards mortals without limit, even the most arrogant fool in the world now, Nor do they think that after the barrier between the inner and outer worlds is opened, it will be the outer world that will be engulfed instead of the inner world.

This can be seen from the fact that nobles in the inner world are constantly seeking power and wealth in the outer world.

And people in the outside world know nothing about the inner world is their best bargaining chip.

Maybe some people don't quite understand that Valo Vesalius still stubbornly sticks to the secrets of the inner world until now, but Louis can guess a little bit - after all, this is the only thing he can rely on.

But he had to give the king an answer, because—the witch king has more trusted little witch Mary, and as his authority grows, there will be more wizards willing to serve him, just like his enemies— —As for medicine, the king has thousands of scholars here, and as long as they have the support of the king, they may not be unable to do what Vesalius can do.

The king did not even hide his preference for the Duke of Mortmar, and Vesalius knew a thing or two about the reason. The duke's agility and bravery made the king praise him for having the value of a legion, so what about Vesalius? When will his value surpass the Duke?

It was almost impossible, but he also knew that if he was rejected by the king, he would have fallen into the real abyss, and no one would come to rescue him this time.

"I……"

He said.

"We left the inner world precisely to avoid the pursuit of the Mancini family...Your Majesty."