MTL - I Am Louis XIV-Chapter 495 The King's Third Royal Expedition (5)

   Chapter 495 The King's Third Royal Expedition (5)

  Theoderic sighed.

  When you plant a seed, you know it will eventually bear a fruit. The two riots of the Stone Slings made the once prosperous and powerful France no longer glorious. The foreign and domestic careerists were even more eyeing the Bourbon royal family. They even disregarded the agreement with the world and drove werewolves and wizards to assassinate the king of mortals. As for Louis XIV's premature awareness of the existence of the inner world.

The king is young and vigorous, and has amazing courage and courage. If it were twenty years later, he might have dealt with Nofele and the wizards of Gayola led by Mancini more properly, but These words are meaningless, the truth is that it may not have been Louis XIV who uncovered the mystery, but it must have been the Sun King who ripped it apart.

   His light scorched the creatures in the shadows, making them desperate. It was the first time that the Spanish dark wizards and the vampires united to assassinate him, and now it is the second time, but this should be the personal behavior of the Marcawi clan. The first incident was not at fault for Mokawi. After all, Spain was still owned by Carlos II of the Habsburgs at that time, and Louis XIV was their enemy, but times have changed, and it is ironic that Mokawi Vy is about to welcome a ruler they once assassinated.

  It is not surprising that Prince Uriel of Mokawi would be so worried. With Nophele in front, why couldn't Louis XIV expel another blood clan from his domain again? Unless he has a reason not to.

And this reason is behind Theoderic. At this time, there is no need to mention the boundary between the inner world and the outer world - the Zmish parent of the Sabbat, Amon also had no scruples directly to the young Louis. XIV issued an invitation - although it was unsuccessful under Theoderic's intervention, Amon did not do so simply out of individual willfulness. If Louis XIV was really transformed into a descendant by him, then he would be the same as before. Theoderic was immediately pronounced dead, and succeeded by his brother Philip. But if the new king still has some true feelings for this brother, then Zmich, who had lost his ancestral land at that time, is likely to return to Livonia with the support of France, or get a new piece of land from the king. Territory as ancestral land.

   After all, France is so… big, right.

Prince Uriel and Amon have the same plan. Everyone knows how close Louis XIV is to his younger brother, the Duke of Orleans. He is regarded as a younger brother as well as a general and a minister, and the former king brothers, such as Gaston, York and others, have always been deeply feared by the king. The king's anger is very likely to be thrown into the Tower of London or the Bastille. The worst thing is to be beheaded by His Majesty the King with an unwarranted or real crime.

   But if one-tenth of Louis XIV's affection for the Duke of Orleans is true, then Morcawi can continue to keep Toledo's ancestral land.

"No," Theoderic said, "not only that." He said that he was also the head of a family, and although he had not left a descendant worth entrusting, he was also a descendant of the previous head, of course he knew." How much power does the "father" have over the descendants. This power is not based on the force, wisdom and power that may change at any time, but directly runs through the body and soul. Although it cannot be said to be a puppet, as long as it is transformed into a descendant, the Duke of Orleans It will inevitably have an irresistible admiration for the parents who transformed him, and then they will obey him recklessly and accept any arrangement from him.

   This kind of control is especially obvious in the early stage of transformation, and it is also to ensure that the descendants will not escape privately before the end of the "study" and cause unnecessary confusion. The important thing is that this process may take as little as ten years, and as many as hundreds of years. And Louis XIV, even if the Sun King is powerful, he is still a mortal. He can still support fifty years, which is considered to be longevity... Fifty years later? When his brother died and human emotions were buried under six feet, Philip the Duke of Orleans really belonged only to Marcawi.

   "Now that you know it," said Uriel, "you should understand that I am determined to win."

   "You should know that your actions will bring the wrath of Louis XIV."

   "As long as he doesn't care about this rage, it will also burn his brother to the ground."

   "There seems to be little room for negotiation," Theoderic said.

The Duke of Orleans felt the fur of his subordinates stand up, and immediately took a step back and reached the side of the ship. Prince Uriel of Mokawi really soared up in the next instant, and in the thick fog suddenly sounded countless numbers. The low and high-pitched noises - not contradictory, if they are absent, they can pierce people's heads straight, and the Duke holds his throat to resist the urge to vomit and scream.

   A pair of hands gently wrapped around the Duke's shoulders.

The first thought of the Duke of Orleans was to kill himself. He still carried the squire's musket in his hand, perhaps because he felt that such a human weapon could not harm a vampire, whether it was Prince Uriel or Prince Theoderic. He cared, but the duke immediately saw a somewhat unfamiliar but impressive face - the face of a smiling boy, Prince Amon.

   He breathed a sigh of relief, but the fog surrounding the duke suddenly became crazy, but Amon just gently lifted the duke up, threw him out, and threw him into the sea.

The sea water is cold, but for Mokawi, who is a moth, they are not so willing to enter the water, because the wings of the moth will be wet, glued and shrunken as soon as they touch the water, and Prince Amon then jumps down , stretched out an arm around the Duke.

In the deep black water, mortals could not see anything, but the blood race had no problem. Amon and the duke swam about eight or nine hundred feet in the deep sea water as if they had passed through a glass tunnel. Only after getting rid of the "ghost lamp" held by Uriel of Mokawi could be affected. He lifted the duke up, as easily as a doll, and handed him to Tsz on another ship. Mihi people.

"Take care of our distinguished guests." Amon said with a smile, his hair and clothes were not wet and wrinkled at all, even if some people said that he had just come out of the banquet at the Palace of Versailles, some people would believe that his descendants would The Duke of Orleans took it and shoved him into the stern room. The Duke only turned his head when the door opened, and saw that the Prince was transforming into a large group of small black bats, rushing towards the group of white moths.

   "Rest assured, Your Highness. Although Prince Uriel is also very powerful," said a vampire, "but his opponents are his father and Prince Theoderic."

On the "Escudo", the duke certainly has the best room, but compared with the ship of the blood race, the mortal ship is not worth mentioning. At least for the duke, the room at the stern is almost with him. The bedrooms at Versailles are not much different. There is even a bathroom attached here. The gilded tap on the bathtub can also spew hot bath water when it is turned on.

In the message received by the duke, Zmish's vampires should be a group of mad, unscrupulous lunatics, and to vampires, humans are just food, but these vampire servants behaved as if they were entertaining a A blood prince, the duke thought to himself, either the Zmish clan was not as bad as their reputation, or the position of Amon in Zmich had no room for perfunctory, refutation and questioning.

   He laughed suddenly, and a vampire who was combing and massaging his hair asked curiously, "May I know what you're laughing at? An Escudo."

"You can give me a gold louis," said the duke. Since Louis began to mint French currency to replace Spanish currency - the currency in France was more than Spanish currency before. At some point, there were only French copper coins, silver coins and gold coins in the purse, "I'm just surprised, I'm just a mortal, but I have such an adventure."

"Indeed," said the vampire's squire, "and we have almost never seen the battle of the three princes." He sensed that the duke had not spoken his true thoughts, but since Prince Amon had said, "This is a Honored guests", as servants, they certainly couldn't be aggressive towards the prince's guests.

  The Duke thought that if his brother took a pig to the Venus Room or the Jupiter Room and declared that it was the king's guest, he would bow to a pig, say hello and flatter him like a dignitary.

   But now he is the pig.

Although thoughtful, the blood tribes wanted to serve a person very quickly. The duke could hardly see how they acted. It seemed that only a few breezes passed by around him, and he was taken care of cleanly. Beautiful and bright, the Duke is indeed the most handsome and elegant in the Bourbon family. Even if there is a group of Zmish here, there is no grievance to serve such a human being.

   "Do you want to rest, or..." a vampire asked.

   The Duke of Orleans shook his head, "Can I go up on deck?"

   "Yes," said the vampire squire, "but there may be nothing to see."

Before the Duke of Orleans was still thinking, why did those young vampires not go to the deck to watch the battle of the three powerful vampires, and when he came to the deck, only to find that the surroundings were still occupied by darkness and fog - if the attendants around him raised the lights, then the lights Only the fog can be illuminated, and if they turn off the lights, all they can feel is darkness.

However, the duke could still feel the aftermath of the battle of the three princes. It was an indescribable feeling, like a bell or vibration from a very distant place. "You are a keen person," The blood clan attendant said: "If you also become our clan member, you will definitely be an extraordinary existence. .

   "I think I must say so," replied the Duke. "I am deeply honoured, sir."

"Unfortunately, your brother will never allow such a thing to happen." The blood clan attendant said, it seems that he still likes Amon very much, and he knows more things than other blood clans. Staring at the Duke: "It's a pity, we can't go against your brother's wishes, anyway, Your Highness, he took back the ancestral land for Zmish."

   (end of this chapter)