I Am Louis XIV

  Chapter 37 The Battle Between Vampires

Before Louis could answer, a strong airflow rolled in front of him, and the black hurricane lifted the vampire high, then threw him against the walnut siding, the wood shattering under the vampire's body Sunken, almost at the same time, before Amon could react, a sharp cane pierced his throat—the tip of the shimmering silver cane pierced through the pale throat, but the person who came was slightly surprised, because He barely encountered any resistance when he stabbed - the illusion disappeared instantly in front of him, he continued to hold the cane in one hand, half-suspended in the air, and pulled out the rapier beside him with the other, colliding with Amon's sharp claws. together.

   "It's a bit surprising," said Amon, who was hanging upside down on the ceiling at some point, "you also have such a time of loss of grace."

   The visitor didn't answer, he indifferently drew back his cane, and in the next instant, the two non-humans quickly fought in the king's bedroom. Although the king's bedroom is not small, Amon and the outsider are both slender and more than six feet tall, so it can almost be said that they are fighting each other around the king - not only swords, walking sticks, but also their fangs and claws. , the candle went out again, the moonlight flickered, and Louis' eyes couldn't catch them at all, only from the occasional pause to see which of them had the upper hand - although the latter had weapons, the king could still detect them He is quite restrained, he didn't come to kill Amon or give him a hard lesson, but just want to drive him out, but Amon is obviously going to be even more crazy, or in other words, when he fights, it's like a fundamental Unable to control himself—his shadows beat up and down, trying to crawl out of it.

Amon also noticed, he suddenly stopped all movements, and let the cane pierce his shoulder - he stood straight and looked at Louis regretfully: "It seems that we have to wait for the next goodbye, Your Majesty. "He said, took a step back, raised his hands, the heavy black iron framed glass window slammed open toward the room, and the icy evening wind rushed in with the fog, Louis instinctively looked out the window, At this moment, Amon turned into hundreds of little bats and flew out hula-la.

The equally unfamiliar gentleman did not stop him, and when Amon disappeared completely, he walked over, closed the window like a human, and lit the candle. When the light of the candle illuminated the room, Louis discovered that the room was empty. It seems like two elephants have wrestled here, the wall panels are dented in more than one place, the wall coverings are torn, the furniture is crooked, the glass is broken, the accessories and clothing inside are thrown out, the bedposts and the curtains fall slumped. The couch was covered with dust and debris like the carpet.

This scene is really speechless. Louis looked around, only a circle about three feet in diameter around him was clean. He really didn't know if he should praise the stable wrists and sharpness of the non-humans. eyes? "I think I should thank you, sir," said the king, "but I don't know your name yet."

   "I want to say that my name is irrelevant," said the gentleman, "but I don't want to fool you. It is disrespectful to you. I am Theoderic, Your Majesty, and the Patriarch of Vanderbilt."

   "Theoderic? It's not a common name," Louis said slowly. "It used to belong to a king."

   "If you want to ask me if I ever wore a crown." Theodoric, the patriarch of the Vanderbilt, a vampire, said: "Yes, I was indeed a king."

   "But I heard that the inner world and the outer world are separate." Louis said: "Is someone lying to me, or is there another reason?"

  Theoderic took two steps forward, dressed in a black coat like a pompous minister, with a handsome but gloomy face.

Theoderic was once the king of the Merovingian dynasty, the first dynasty of the Frankish kingdom, and because of this, he has always maintained a slight connection with the French royal family—I don’t know why, Louis always felt that There was some consideration in his eyes: "Your Majesty, first of all, this law," he explained, "even if it is only unwritten, it dates back only to about the tenth century. But even if it was written on parchment, Printed on wood or etched on copper, there are always rebellious people in the world who ignore the law - you may know that King John Lakeland of England was turned into a werewolf in 1216 - plus the world and the table. The relationship between the worlds is not stable...I mean..."

"I think I see what you mean," said Louis--he knew there was a joke going on in Paris that in the days of Louis XIII, some ministers complained to Cardinal Richelieu because they couldn't bear the harshness of the king, and Richelieu Stay bluntly and say that you can bully back when the king is young.

Obviously, the same is true for the inner world and the outer world. When the kingship of the outer world is strong, the inner world will go dormant and obey the so-called laws, but if the kingship of the outer world becomes weak, then the non-humans of the inner world will also do the same. Showing his ambitions - but considering that King Charles I of England has been beheaded by a mob, Louis is not so surprised.

   "Then what are you here for?" Louis asked, not thinking that the patriarch of Vanderbilt just passed by here occasionally and suddenly wanted to do good deeds.

   "Vandrach and Zmich's philosophy is different," Theoderic said: "They want chaos, and Vanderbilt needs order."

   This answer gave the king an indescribable smile: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed," he said: "The peace of Paris will soon cease to exist."

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   Louis' prophecy was soon fulfilled.

After the arrest of Prince Condé, Conti, and the Duke of Londeville, the Queen Mother Anne issued a deportation order to Prince Condé's mother, wife and sister, the Duchess of Londeville, exiling them from Paris, but Condé was unable to do so. The prince's mother, the old lady not only outright refused to leave Paris, but also filed a petition to the Supreme Court surrounded by a group of soldiers - needless to say, and the wife and sister of Prince Condé quickly fled to Bordeaux, where They were greeted by the Dukes of La Rochefoucault and Bouillon, and it is said that as soon as they saw the two distinguished ladies, they immediately began to shout slogans against the royal family, and invited the Duchess of the Prince to shout with them.

   On the streets of Paris, rioters filled the streets and alleys again, and the citizens shouted, demanding the immediate release of Prince Condé, Conti, and the Duke of Longueville.

   (end of this chapter)