"Uncle Crayland. The Duke of Cornwall shouted, "Why are you here?"

"They want me to come to you," said the wolf, whose voice was deeper than that of a human speaker, with some wheezing, "Your Highness." ”

"Is it the Scottish Presbyterians?" said Charlie, "I don't believe them." ”

"You don't have to trust them, you just use them. The giant wolf said, "The most important thing for you now is to be crowned and become king." ”

"I'm still mourning for my father. ”

"Believe me, the best way to mourn is to hang all the traitors in the square, and of course, if you are sure, you can drag their intestines out, and all the thugs who dare to assassinate the king should end up like this, even Cromwell. ”

"Of course. "But now," said Charlie, "as you can see, I don't even have a horse to get me out of Paris." ”

"Have you asked Queen Mother Anne?"

"Please. ”

"What about Bishop Mazarin?"

"I begged too. ”

"Won't they let you go?"

"This is exactly what I fear the most, it is said that they are in contact with the traitor's messenger, and I don't know if they will come to an agreement. ”

"Then go and ask Louis, King of France. ”

"He's still a child, Uncle Crayland. ”

"Because he is a child, there may still be a precious glimmer of light in him. The giant wolf said, "Also, don't call me Uncle Cleran anymore, don't forget that the outer world and the inner world are not connected, and those who cross without permission will be punished and attacked by both worlds." ”

"In that case," said Charlie, after a moment of silence, "Mr. Crayland, I'll try it." ”

The giant wolf nodded, "stood up", his body changed in an instant, shrinking and elongating, the wolf's long snout shrank back, the hair retracted back into the flesh, the bones and muscles were rattling, Charlie didn't see it for the first time, but he still couldn't help but feel a faint pain.

When Creeland was finished, there was only a tall, ordinary man with a resolute face standing there, and if there was a third person in the room, he would surely notice that he had some resemblance to Charlie of Cornwall, which was not surprising, since the Serbian werewolves had migrated from England in the first place.

This dates back to 1216 A.D., when King John Lakeland of England was poisoned by a sorcerer and died, and the poison contained wolf's head grass, which means that the poisoned person would eventually become a werewolf, and soon after, the desolate and terrible howls of the king's tomb were heard - The frightened people decided to drag the king's body out of the mausoleum for an exorcism ceremony, which was carried out, but the results were not satisfactory, and although the new king repeatedly insisted that his father had been laid to rest, werewolves were later seen roaming through the forest wearing a crown robe.

Why the new king at that time did this, Charlie can completely understand, because according to the tacit agreement between the inner world and the surface world, the werewolves, blood clans or wizards of the inner world are not allowed to interfere in the power of the world, and similarly, the people of the inner world are not ruled by the king or emperor of the surface world- If the new king dared to admit that the werewolf was his father, then he would either be stripped of his position as successor by the church and the princes, or he would die under the constant attacks of the inner world, and even his father who became a werewolf would not be spared.

King John Lakeland, who may have become a werewolf, also noticed that he not only left England and settled in Serbia, but also gave up his original surname and changed it to Kreland, the origin of the Serbian line of werewolves.

The Duke of Cornwall watched as Clerand put on the guard's clothes one by one, "So, what about the werewolves who attacked Louie?"

Crelan's buttoned hand paused slightly, "They're for you, and for your father." "It's said that you can get a pretty good pay," he said. ”

The Duke of Cornwall pursed his lips, he felt sorry for those werewolves, they could be said to be his relatives, and compared to the rebellious princes, those wavering ministers, and the insatiable clergy, the werewolves of Serbia could be said to have exhausted the last bit of effort for their father and son, and now Uncle Creland is still trying to mediate for him, raising everything possible, even risking the possibility of being discovered to sneak into Paris- Werewolves had just attacked the king, and the church might have ascetics and paladins stationed in unknown places.

"Your Highness?"

"Uh, what?" Charlie looked up, "What? Sorry, I was a little distracted. ”

"My daughter Louise ......"

Charlie shook his head, "It's nothing, she's still a child," he said, "Of course you'll be scared to see a wolf skin with a wolf's head, and no one will doubt her." ”

"I think it's better for me to take her. Creland said.

"I hope you don't care," Charlie sighed, "your current situation is not suitable for a girl of five or six years old - the war between you and the Hungarian werewolves is not over yet." It is safest to keep her with my sister, at least the king of France has not been captured and beheaded. ”

Crelan hesitated, "Okay, if you think that's possible." ”

"She's a good girl," reassures Charlie, "and we all like her, and she'll be Henrietta's best female companion." ”

"I hope so. Creland said.