This sentence made Amon laugh.

This sentence reminds me of Richard of Plantagenet, although when I met him he was not a king, but the Duke of Aquitaine, and at that time he was as old as your king, La Rochefoucauld, only eleven years old, and had just been engaged to the princess Alice of the King of France, and he was the third son of the king, and they said that he could not be king, but I only had to look at him to know that this red-haired child, as you say, would be a lion. ”

"And the future is as you see history," Amon continued, "He killed his father, he killed his brother, he killed his brother, and he took up the crown with his bloodied hands and put it on his head."

He plundered Messina in Sicily, captured Cyprus, conquered Acre, inflicted heavy losses on Saladin's army at Azov, recovered Jaffa, Ashkelon and Darum, and garrisoned Betnuba only twelve miles from Jerusalem.

Twice in succession, once in Verina and once in Fretevala, he defeated King Philip of France, captured his royal choir, and captured countless horses, tents, jewels, and papers.

He built the Château de Gaiyan on the Seine, which you can still see today. ”

"Oh my God," whispered the Duke, "you say it as if you saw it with your own eyes." ”

"Alas, if you can go to the castle of Aquitaine, you will see me, on the tapestries, on the illustrations of books, on the written records.

I stood by him when he forced the King of Sicily, Tancred, to pay twenty thousand pounds of gold as a ransom in Messina.

I was the one who testified for them when he decided in Cyprus to make the beautiful Belinga his queen.

He could almost see Jerusalem, and when he was about to retake the holy city, it was I who wrote to John, thousands of miles away, to start a rebellion.

Finally, when he was almost dead after being shot by an arrow at the castle of Shalu in Limozan, I asked him if he would be willing to turn his back on his faith and go to darkness, and he refused—even so, Duke, I love the child from the bottom of my heart," the vampire suddenly leaned forward, took out a reliquary the size of a baby's hand, and opened it to the duke, and although the light was sufficient, the duke could only see the blackened, It was hard to say what it was, and his nose smelled a strong smell of musk and myrrh, a smell he seemed to have smelled somewhere, but could not remember anything.

"And when he died, three knights did as he commanded, and sent his heart, head, and body to three separate places for burial, and the body was buried at the feet of his father Henry II as a sign of repentance, and the head was left in Aquitaine, and the heart was given to his queen Belenga, but I left his heart, as you can see, and squeezed out all the blood in it by secret methods, filled and salted with spices, shrunk it, and carried it with me. ”

Duke La Rochefoucauld's eyes widened and he could barely speak, "But that's a violation of the secret law," he cried out in a gaffe, "that's a king, a great king, you can't let a king, or even a man who might become a king, be converted into a bloodline!"

"Tsmich never needs to follow any old rules," the prince of Tsmich shook the reliquary in his hand: "Rarochefoucauld, you have disappointed me, I thought you would be able to give me a wonderful show on this huge stage...... But no, Duke, nothing, you, and the Prince of Condé, emit a smell more rotten and lifeless than Nophil's. ”

"You see, I had a king," said Amon, "but in the end I lost that child, and I still want a king, a being who was destined to be the ruler of an entire nation while he was still an infancy—you know, I still have no heir to my liking, I want an heir, and he may be more to my heart." At this point, Amon could hardly be described as in high spirits, perhaps at first he was only intimidating by the Duke's incompetence, but now the new ideas made him involuntarily excited.

Compared to the vampire's composure, the Duke of La Rochefoucauld was terrified, and when he came, the worst he had was to lose Amon's favor, and he didn't even think that for Amon, he was just a human being, a "thing" that could only be regarded as tools and food in the eyes of vampires.

It was not surprising that the Duke had such thoughts—the people of this age had always thought that a noble man deserved extra privilege, whether he had been cornered or had committed some terrible crime, and even if a king had been guillotined, they still stubbornly believed that blood and origin prevailed over talent and wisdom—and now he was really terrified, because all the things on which he had relied on had suddenly lost their effect.

If it weren't for the last vestiges of sanity that kept the duke's demeanor alive, perhaps he would have died here tonight, like those lowly people who never looked down on him.

"But if you do," cried the Duke in a low voice, "he will hate you." ”

Amon squinted at him, the duke's hunch was right, and when a new thought seized the mad prince of the Blood, La Rochefoucauld, the human he had admired, immediately became bored.

"You think so," Amon said in a quip, "that's because you're still a human, Duke. And I don't care if my children hate me, I need an heir, not a lover. ”

"Of course," the vampire stretched out his hand and pressed the duke's shoulder, "no, not now, your fears have come too soon, my friend, as you said, his soul may have shown its moving brilliance, but his body is still very young, we still have to wait, time will polish him better, like my Richard - in this way, Duke, your task has become more urgent, tell me if you are in trouble, maybe I should let another person do the job......"

"No, no, No, Your Highness," said the Duke eagerly, "I already have a way. The fear of death made his sluggish mind run at once—in fact, he had had had this idea on the way here, but it was quickly overturned by himself, for it was too dangerous for him, but now that he was on the edge of a cliff and would fall at any moment, he could not care about it.

"What kind of way?"

"I will go to Bishop Mazarin. "I will try to persuade the Bishop to arrest the Duke of Condé and others as soon as possible," said the Duke, "and when he is in prison, his reputation, his position, and his life are in the hands of others, he will not be as stubborn as he is now." ”

"It doesn't seem like a bad idea. Amun said, "But if it is leaked, you may be executed as a traitor, or Mazaran will not protect you, and you will still die." ”

So this was not my original intention, the Duke thought bitterly.

"Then go," said Amon, "and don't forget, what I expect is a good enough show...... Wait a minute. ”

Duke La Rochefoucauld stood still, "Don't forget your reward. Amon said, he clapped his hands, and a young man walked in with a silver cup, which contained a black potion, Amon cut his wrist with his fingernails and dripped his own blood in it, only three drops, and after falling into the potion, the potion immediately turned a strong scarlet, and the duke, although he still had palpitations, still showed greed when he saw this potion.

He took the cup with trembling hands, drank it all, and bowed to Amon again.