This was not the king's intention, for Varro Vesalius was still in his room, and he probably had something important to say to the king—the wizard recognized the Duke of Motemar at once, and his face suddenly turned pale, and then a sickly red, but when Louis turned away, he found that the Duke of Motemar only showed a slightly puzzled smile, and he looked at the king, and then at Vesalius, his gaze was indifferent and calm, especially when he skimmed Vesalius' black robes— He had heard that the king had many scholars and doctors around him, and perhaps this man was one of them, and these people, to the duke, were always a little crazy, so the duke didn't care much about his faux pas.

The king walked forward, followed by Duke Motmar, leaving Varro Vesalius alone in the corridor.

Varro Vesalius imagined so many times, so many times that he himself could not count, that he would stand before his enemies if he had won great honor and high standing in the court—he would humiliate him, torture him, and rob him of all hope as he had done to himself, but only today did he realize how stupid his thoughts were—Duke Motmar had seen him, and he had seen the duke, but he remembered the duke, as if a sharp knife had been carved into his head, but what about the duke? The Duke of Motmar did not remember him at all, and he did not even have the slightest impression that he was like a simple wooden box containing precious stones to this noble man, and was it not the most common thing for a wooden box to be destroyed and discarded in order to take the precious stones?

And his previous fantasies...... It's going to be just a fantasy......

Varro Vesalius stood in the hallway, his servants looking at him curiously, but he stood silent, and after a few moments he let out a low, desperate laugh.

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"Is there any matter for Varo Vesalius to come to me?" said the king, "let him in." ”

Bontang leaned over and brought Varo Vesalius to the king, who looked as usual, but the king only looked at him and knew that he had been tortured: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"I'm here to see you because the potion you ordered me to configure earlier has already been completed. Vesalius said.

"How much does it cost?"

"Two ecus a liter," Vesalius continued, without waiting for the king to continue his inquiry, "to purify fifty bushels of water." ”

"Not a lot. The king bowed his head gently, for the homeless people and the natives of Versailles, as well as the immigrants of Paris, the most important thing besides food is water, Versailles has no decent water source, Louis is planning to bring water from the Loire, and at the same time dig the swamp into ponds and reservoirs, but now the commoners of Versailles can only get water from the swamp, which is full of parasites and germs, but they have to do it, so before the outbreak of the epidemic, purifying the water has become one of the important and urgent things, this matter can get the result so quickly that Louis is satisfied, he asked Bontang to take a hundred gold louis and give it to Vesali, which is regarded as a reward for him。

Varo Vesalius bowed to the king in thanks, but did not leave immediately.

"Is there anything else you want to ask me?" Louis asked.

"Was it the Duke of Motmar who was with you before?"

"Yes. ”

"He couldn't remember me at all. The wizard muttered, "For people like you, are there no small people like me who don't need to be bothered?"

The king thought for a moment, "Oh, to be exact," he said, "it should be said that anyone who is worthless to us is nothing." ”

When Varo Vesalius heard this, he could not help but look up at the young ruler, and then he understood that perhaps he was valuable to the king, but not to the point where he could make a king willing to be comforted by false words, and far less important in the heart of the king than the Duke of Motmar, he took a deep breath, and was about to retire in order to escape this answer that made him so ashamed, the king raised his hand and motioned for him to stay.

"Mr. Vesalius," said Louis, "I know you want to accuse me of something, but aren't you the same?"

"What?"

"When we first met," said Louis, smiling, "you could not even find a piece of bread for your wife and children, but fortunately you saw Mary, and saw your former student, and you endured the shame and asked her for help, you knew who I was, but you had no intention of serving me." ”

"That's because you're not happy with me. Vesalius argued.

"Then why did I hire you again?" Louis pointed out pointedly, "Is there any difference between you then and you now? ”

"You just don't want to work for a non-wizard," Louis continued quickly, leaving no chance for Vesalius to interject, "It's not that there are no wizards around me," he said, "I also know the world and the Table, and I know something about you, and the first thing I know is your arrogance." Huh?" the king laughed contemptuously, "yes, you think you are superior to mortals, and even though I am your king, I am still inferior to you in your heart, because you have extraordinary powers and I do not, so you would rather wag your tail and beg for mercy than bend your knees to a mortal who can kill and take away - although you are just a wretched creature who has been banished from the inner world, has no place to live, and has no food to eat." ”

"I didn't! I was, we left on our own!" Vesalius shouted uncontrollably.

The king did not speak, but silence sometimes meant a lot, and the wizard stood there, his eyes gradually glazed over, and the king stabbed him in the heart, yes, as Louis said, he still had a hint of arrogance that even he himself did not perceive, he was a wizard and the duke or the king was not. But it didn't work, his talent and talent didn't give him wealth, respect and status, the world couldn't, the world couldn't, he couldn't be the world, he was full of ambition, but the two worlds gave him only merciless whipping again and again.

It's time for him to see the reality.

"Why did you leave the inner world?" asked the king.

Vesalius bit his lip in pain, he knew that, as the king had said, they could only see what was valuable to them, and his value to the king, apart from witchcraft and medicine, was only the inner world—although the people of the inner world needed the surface world, they were also vigilant and guarded against the surface world, after all, the surface world was bigger, more prosperous, and more dangerous than the inner world—wizards, The power of spirits and dark creatures can certainly make them surpass mortals, but the number of mortals is enough to make up for this shortcoming, and with the passage of time, the machinery and gunpowder invented by mortals have further tilted the balance of fate in favor of mortals without limit.

This can be seen from the fact that the nobles of the inner world are constantly seeking power and wealth in the world.

And the ignorance of the people of the inner world is their best bargaining chip.

Some may not understand that Varro Vesalius still stubbornly clings to the secrets of the inner world, but Louis can guess one thing - after all, it is the only thing he can rely on.

But he had to give the king an answer, because – the king of witchcraft had a little witch Marie whom he trusted more, and as his authority grew, more wizards would be willing to serve him, like his enemies – and as for medicine, the king had thousands of scholars here, and with the king's support, they might not be able to do what Vaisalius could do.

The king did not even hide his preference for the Duke of Motmar, and Vesalius knew a thing or two about it, and the duke's shrewdness and bravery made the king praise him for having the value of a legion, so what about Vesalius? When will he surpass the Duke's value?

It was almost impossible, but he also knew that if he was rejected by the king, he would fall into the real abyss, and no one would come to save him this time.

"I ......"

He said.

"We left the inner world to escape the Mancini family...... Your Majesty. ”