Unlike their dwellings, the Bank of the World is Gothic, with thorn-like spires and rose windows.

Louie's second stop after leaving the bookstore was the bank.

The wizards' bookstore is spacious, and the huge glass (it is said that wizards have used magic in the making of glass) not only allows the most light to enter the store, but also can dim when the sunlight is too strong to avoid damage to the books, but most of the books here are about history and legends, and only a few are related to spells or potions, and the wizarding families are of course fine with their brooms, but when the population of the inner world has swelled to this point, it is stupid for them to hold powerful spells tightly in their hands like Scrooge, and pass them on the same method as father to son, and mentor to apprentice。

While Louis must admit that this stupidity is good for the mortals of the Tableworld, it's just that for the wizards, such a victory won't last long - yes, to this day, there are still wizards who have emerged from the mortals, and they still have feelings for their relatives and friends in the Tableworld, and if the wizarding families of the Inner World teach them the powerful spells of the Vault, it's hard to say who they'll end up pointing the finger at - then the actions of the Mancini family are up for consideration, their children...... At least several of Mary's sisters are destined to have a prominent marriage, but the Mancini family is still a wizarding family, so when they come out of the inner world, will they really want to live as peacefully as a mortal?

Just look at Mary, she was not a vicious person, but her ideas and opinions were firmly bound before she came to Paris.

When Luca noticed that Louis was poring through the ancient spell books (not that they were precious enough, but these books were written by Merlin himself and given to every wizard in Merlin's time, and the spells were so basic that they could be said to be like primers, and in general, wizards hardly needed them as long as they had a mentor, and most of them were shelved as collectibles or gifts—he smiled and reminded, "Actually," he said, " Miss Mary is looking for a virtuous mentor for you, Your Highness. ”

Louie gave a look of surprise to him, "Really?" he said happily, "Then I'll take this as a small gift." He placed the spellbook in Tuno's hand.

In the bookstore, Louis presented himself as an impulsive and inquisitive young man, buying many books that he didn't seem to need, even legends that the wizards themselves would dismiss as nonsense, which he said seemed like a lot of fun to read.

Books in the watch world have not been so expensive since the advent of printing, but in the wizard's place, most of the books cannot be printed, can only be copied by hand, and some have to cast spells, so even if they are not valued, they are still valuable because of the cumbersome process, a strange wizard, an outsider who spends so much money is inevitably eye-catching, when he enters the bank, he is watched by countless pairs of eyes, only a little exposed, some obscure.

Louis was reminded of not the banks of the watch world, but the courts or offices, where there were dozens of wizards paraded on manticores, and eerie balustrades, with spear-like spikes at the top, and poisonous snakes wrapped around the irons, and the balustrades formed a series of narrow passages, allowing only one person to stand upright, and such a long procession, about one or two hundred men.

As the Duke of Colonna, of course, Louis did not have to endure such torture, but before entering the VIP room, Ta watched with great interest the place where the coins were exchanged for a while, and it was no wonder that so many people here could be silent, the place where the coins were exchanged was a small room like a confessional, there was only a Hessian cave, the entrance of the cave only allowed one hand to enter and exit, and the wizard who wanted to exchange coins stuffed his things into it— Table world coins, and then take back some of the coins of the inner world, Louis found that their exchange ratio is basically one to one, which seems quite fair, but the gold and silver content of the wizards' coins may not be as good as one-third of the world coins, let's say, Louis even saw rusty silver and gold coins, what does this mean? They even mixed black iron directly into it, and he suspected that he could suck these wizard coins away with just a magnet.

He also paid attention to the expressions of those wizards, some of them showed resentment, and more of them were insensitive, what could they do, it was sinful to exchange money or buy and sell privately, and the fate of those guilty wizards they could see every time they entered and exited the inner world, and ...... The law of wizards is said to be a sitting.

Louis could almost guess when he saw the faces of children and old people on the cornerstone walls, how could children and even babies as young as a few years old sin crimes, and it could only be said that the crimes committed by their fathers or mothers affected these innocent beings.

But the Duke of Colonna, or anyone who is eligible to enter the VIP room, has a five-to-one exchange ratio, that is, five wizards' currencies are equivalent to one currency of the watch world, which can be said to be the exchange of their own interests, and even has a lot of returns, but looking at Luca and Tuno's calm attitude, this is probably the privilege enjoyed by the top of the wizards' pyramid.

Luca didn't quite understand, but he could still feel the depression of the young master after leaving the exchange office, so he suggested that Louis if he would be interested in going to the gladiatorial arena.

Every young man, even a wizard, will love the gladiatorial arena that makes their blood boil.

The gladiatorial arena of wizards imitates the Colosseum of the ancient Roman emperor Titus, where no wizards fight with wild beasts, and even if there is, it is similar to the nature of a performance, and there are people next to it to protect and supervise, and the seat that shrinks down for the first time in the ring is like a funnel, and it rises into the air after the wizards sit down, so people are looking down on the performance below- Then the place where Louis and other nobles sat was the box, which was like a fruit hanging in the air, higher than the circular seats, but almost above the gladiatorial arena, so they could clearly see every corner of the place.

Louis prefers to call this a real-life version of the Colosseum of monsters than the Colosseum, from the Sphinx, to the Manticore, to the Three-Headed Dog, the Petrified Lizard, the Giant Eagle, etc., all of which can be seen here, becoming irritable and irritable under the whipping and curse of the wizard- While some of these sapient creatures could understand that wizards were forcing them to fight each other for fun, they had to fight and bite as hard as they could, and wizards consciously put sapient monsters alongside instinctual monsters so that they wouldn't fight back—something that hadn't happened before. 】

Louie's mood gets worse after a sphinx, probably the one that made a big splash in the bazaar, its golden-red fur and missing tail tip that Louis recognizes, is overwhelmed by a group of red-eyed rats, and he is about to summon Luca, but the field is filled with screams like a giant wave, and the wizards have introduced a new monster, three manticores, and a tense and bloody game against a werewolf is begins.

Louis paused, then sat down again, and from him, he could see the three manticores, they were at his feet, their fur was shiny, they were full of energy, and there were no scars on their bodies, it was obviously the first time they had entered, and after a while, the werewolf walked slowly and with difficulty under the urging of the whip, and this werewolf was much more embarrassed than the glossy manticore— He was naked, without a bit of armor or cloth to hide his body, his hair was unkempt, and there was a large torn part, only dark red scars, and no hair, because his back was to Louie, so Louie could only see his muscular back, his thick limbs, and there was hardly any intact part of his body, on which various scars could be seen, and his left leg was strangely crooked, and he walked with a limp, which may have been broken, and then failed to fit together accurately in the process of healing, so that now the bones and muscles were deformed。

Louis noticed that the wizards at the edge of the arena were placing bets, and there were leprechauns flying around with gold cups, and if the wizards won, they would pour the original bets from the gold cups into the wizard's hands or robes along with the previous wins.

There weren't many who might be willing to bet on this werewolf, and the dealer in the arena was slow to pull open the spell collar holding the three manticores in place, and they roared restlessly, their paws clawed at the ground, and in the dust, people kept hearing staccato words, "how much?", "nose", "come to eat meat", "robe", "mongrel" In the legends of the people of the watch world, the manticore will only imitate the sound of flutes and trumpets, but in fact, these beasts have humans on their recipes, and the reason why they imitate flutes and trumpets is because people on the march and hunt often blow like this, and when they blow, people gather over, so they will imitate the sound of Didi Dudu.

They are able to learn human speech, just as they do now, repeating what they heard from the wizards who hunted and fed them.

After waiting for five or six minutes, the manticore's eyes were already red, their claws were almost broken, and the ground was dug out of a huge hole by them, and the spell collar around their necks was suddenly opened, and they pounced on the werewolf without hesitation, and the werewolf dragged one leg in embarrassment, rolled on the spot, and escaped from under the claws of a manticore, although the posture was ugly, causing a burst of dissatisfied boos, but it still gave him a chance- He grabbed one of the manticores by the tail and pulled them down with all his might, using them as a barrier as the other two manticores pounced, and the claws and fangs of the two manticores all fell on their companions, and the injured manticore instinctively screamed, and the backlash bit the forelimbs of the other manticore, which howled, opened its tail, and dozens of sharp stingers shot at its new opponent.

The wizards grew louder and louder, and they even got up from their seats, shouting wildly, and at this point they were no different from the mortals they despised.

Louis spun the chair slightly, the werewolf familiar to him, but the face was not only obscured by unkempt hair—sideburns and beard—but also a deep scar that stretched from the corners of his forehead to his lips and across the bridge of his nose.

The werewolf was now facing only a manticore, and he arched his back and roared at the manticore, his arms muscles bulging terribly, and if his legs were fine, he could have maneuvered and escaped, but now he could only play tricks or face the enemy head-on.

Immediately afterwards, even Tuno couldn't help but exclaim, because the werewolf had the courage to plunge one of his arms into the manticore's throat - when the manticore pounced on him, it opened its mouth wide to the limit, and he easily plunged his arm straight into his shoulder, while his other hand jammed the manticore's jaw, so that it could not close its teeth, and bit off his arm, and his foot stomped so the ground that it left a hole not inferior to that of the manticore— His shoulder was bleeding, and the blood attracted the other two manticores who had been fighting before, and they hesitated to stop, sniffing, and then the werewolf finally caught it, and he should have grabbed it, because the manticore suddenly struggled wildly, its tail whipped into the ground, leaving countless bumpy holes, and the spikes on its tail flew in all directions, but the werewolf just lowered his body and skillfully dodged - his body was almost obscured by the manticore's head.

The werewolf tensed up as the other two manticores galloped in, retreating desperately in a terrible hiss, his arm dripping with blood, but his hand did grasp a huge heart that was still beating.

He threw his heart at the two manticores, one of which stopped, and the other continued to lunge at him.

The werewolf stretched his arms to the ground and turned into a giant wolf, in human form, a lame leg would make him move slowly, but in the form of a giant wolf, a leg injury did not cause much damage, he jumped even higher than the manticore, and landed directly behind it, when the manticore flicked its tail, it quickly and cunningly leaned down to dodge and took the opportunity to sneak behind it, biting the manticore's balls, and when the blood burst out, the poor manticore shouted even more poignantly than the manticore who lost his heart。

"emmmm......" Louis said, unconsciously changing his sitting position.