Outwardly, Theoderick was even younger than Amun, he had a pair of quiet red eyes, but in the candlelight of the night more like brown, dark brown curls were scattered over his shoulders, he always looked a little worried, depressed, as if he was carrying a burden that could not be shaken off, if Louis said, an existence like Amon was more like a vampire - an absurd race that roamed in the dark, without scruples, but from the king's point of view, he certainly preferred Theoderick.

The candlelight flickered slightly as the vampire, who was probably over a hundred years old, walked into the room, his shadow casting a dazzling gray trail on the wall, and when the king looked at him, he bowed to the king: "A simple spell, Your Majesty." "This will ensure that our conversation is not interrupted," he said. ”

"Sit down, Mr. Theodryk. Louis said quietly, "I think I must first thank you for your help." ”

"Not at all. Theoderick said, "It's just my job. ”

"If you are thinking about your descendants," Louis asked curiously, "then you should know that the current French royal family has little to do with the Merovinga dynasty, and that there are Carolingians, Capet, and Valois between us, so what makes you so stubbornly stick to your original ideas?"

"Quite simply, Your Majesty. Theodric said, "It is as if you had built a strong and magnificent fortress with your own hands, and although you had to leave later, would you rather watch it slowly fall into disuse, or even collapse, and as to whether the owner of it is my descendant, it is even more ridiculous, Your Majesty, I have thrown myself into the darkness, and when I have eternal life, I am doomed to no longer belong to the world, I stop outside the window and watch, that's all." ”

"May I take the liberty of asking? Louis asked, "How many Theoderics are you?" There were three Theodericks in the Merovinga dynasty, and the three Theodericks had different personalities and ways of doing things, although Theoderick was now a vampire, his every move obviously showed that he still had a nostalgia for his dynasty and country, in this case, Louis had to know what he was really trying to write, or at least what he might be thinking.

Theoderick smiled, he had obviously guessed the king's intentions, but he was more than willing to talk to the wise: "I am the second Theoderic. ”

Louis guessed that he was the Theoderic, and at that time, there were many disputes within the Franks, and the question of succession became even more confusing because of the few points, Theoderick II was considered the most likely ruler of all of Francia at the time, he was born to inherit Burgundy, but in the later wars, he not only defeated his brother Theodebert II, but Brunn killed him and his children at the suggestion of his grandmother to ensure that he was the only heir to Ostrascia. And just as he was integrating the two countries with the intention of eliminating Clotel and unifying the Franks, he died mysteriously at the age of twenty-six.

There are many theories about the cause of his death, but now it seems that the signs of direct intervention in the inner world are obvious, and it is no wonder that in the later period, both the church and the large families who migrated to the inner world invariably formulated relevant strict laws to prohibit communication between the inner world and the outer world, Louis could not imagine how the order of a country would be shattered when the king of a country was suddenly turned into a werewolf or a vampire - and when he thought of this, another name came out, "Amon ......" Louis said: " Did you come to see me for that gentleman's sake?"

"Yes. Theodric said that he looked even like a gentle-tempered and withdrawn scholar, and that he did not at all see that he had killed his brother and nephew, and that he was only one step away from the most glorious laurels.

"Hasn't he given up on his original plans?"

"Amon is the prince of the Tsmich family, and belongs to the Demon Party like the Lesenlu family, and he has been extremely crazy since he was only a child, and although this is true of every Tsmich, he has always had a strange idea. ”

"Strange thoughts?"

"Yes, the leader of the demon party is Lesenlu, and the bloodlines of the Tsmich family are not so keen on power, but Amon wants a descendant who is good at leading others, and he has chosen many people...... Your Majesty, there are many great kings and dukes, but these people have failed him in the end, and now he has chosen you. ”

"Should I say I'm honored?"

"No, not at all. Theoderick smiled wonderfully, as if regret, as if jealousy, "You know that I almost became king of the Franks," he said, "I know what it's like to be a kingly king—no, sir, though you are still very young, you have already taken the form of a king, and I am willing to give you my country, and I hope you will make it stronger—and on the other hand, Amon wants it too." ”

"He wants it so much?"

"It is to him that you are an unopened treasure box, an unfruitful flower, an ungrown fledgling that he will wait for, and then pluck or plunder. ”

"Then I don't have to worry about him for a while. ”

"That's exactly why I'm here. Theodric said, "Your Majesty, I don't want you to go through what I have been through, so I have come to warn you." ”

"I'm listening. ”

"I know that there are two men who have brought you Amon's message, and I beg you, do not believe it, do not be impressed by him, and do not use forces that you do not yet control, they will turn against anyone who dares to use them. ”

"But you should also know. Louis looked at him: "I have been expelled from Paris twice by my people, and if I continue to be cowardly and laissez-faire, perhaps a third, a fourth, and more likely, they will treat me as they did to Charles I, and I need someone who is willing to be loyal to me, or who is willing to be used by me, whether he is a man, a wizard, a werewolf, a vampire—it is impossible for you to just stand there and beg me to give up the power at my fingertips." ”

"Don't you spare your soul?"

"You know I'm going to go to heaven now and going to hell fifty years from now, you know. ”

"What did Amon promise you?"

"Just as you think. Louie said.

"Then please give me a moment," said Theodryk, "I need to think about it." ”

"It doesn't matter," said Louis, "but not too long." ”

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Louis didn't care what Theoderick thought, and he wouldn't really believe Amon, a crazy vampire, who knew when he would think Louie's fruit was ripe enough?

It's just that, like every man who needs to make a living, for a king, no matter what happened the night before, he would not go away with the mountain of official duties when he got up the next morning, and while he was working, he asked Bontang to summon Fouquet, and though he said so to Philip, it was impossible to say that Fouquet was so lightly spared, otherwise who knows how far this talented but immoral fellow could have gone - perhaps he would have sold the window of the Louvre.

Fouquet hurried to the Durry Palace, and when he came to the king, he still had a hot air from running quickly, his hair was messy, the feathers on his hat were a little crooked, there were some mud spots on his coat, and his boots were even more gray, but when the king saw it, he knew that this kind of behavior was specially made for the purpose of currying favor and showing merit, and he would not be deceived, but he did not bother to point it out, he did not even let Fouquet sit down, but gave him another job.

This job suddenly made Nicolas Fouquet frown, because although this job can also get a lot of benefits, it is really tedious, and it has to be completed before the former Queen of Sweden comes to Paris, which is not without difficulty, in fact, this matter was originally to be completed later, but since Fouquet still remembers to make a profit for himself, and he thinks that he can be comfortable with the previous work, then it should not be impossible to undertake another job.

If this job had something to do with Fouquet's previous assignment, it could even be said to be an extension and expansion - the king had never forgotten what Prince Condé had seen when he encountered the Assassins in the street next to the Red Child's Bazaar, led by Sebattis-en-Vauban, through the plebeian neighborhood, and it was no wonder that the city at this time would erupt in an unstoppable catastrophe as soon as a sick man entered.

And the mobs and the Assassins, who were like dirt and feces hidden in the crowded and dark neighborhoods, which could never be cleaned up, and this time the king would not wait for riots or wars to go any longer, he would just get rid of them first.

So there are two things to do for Fouquet, the first thing is to start from the Louvre, to the Place de la Bastille, to the former Red Child Market, the triangle on the north bank of the Seine, to redivide the districts, name the streets, and register the population...... Everyone must either have a real estate or title deed, or a lease contract, and if they are working for a nobleman, then they must have a guarantee from that nobleman......

Just thinking about it, Fouquet's head was about to explode with pain.

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Some of the provincials who were entering Paris, unaware that they were about to face the most severe interrogation ever, were so excited that they cheered all the way—the man at the head was particularly eye-catching, for he was dressed as Julius Caesar, and wore a brass and gilt laurel wreath on his head, a white toga, and a scarlet cloak.

"Is this Paris!" The female companion, also dressed as a Roman noblewoman, stretched her head out of the caravan and breathed deeply: "Baptiste, what sweet air, this is Paris! God, I feel it, this is the smell of freedom!"

"Does it smell of feces?" said the man called Baptiste, "indeed, much richer than Saint-Fargo, and besides, don't call me Baptiste, I said, I'm called Molière now!"