Before Louis could reply, a strong current of air swept in front of him, and the black hurricane swept the vampire high into the air, and then hurled him against the walnut wall-paneled wall, the wood shattered and dented under the vampire's body, and almost at the same time, before Amon could react, a sharp staff stabbed into his throat - the shimmering silver tip pierced through the pale throat, but the visitor was slightly startled, for he met almost no resistance as he stabbed down— The illusion vanished in front of him in an instant, and he continued to hold the palm of his hand in one hand, half-suspended in the air, and drew the thin sword at his side with the other, which collided with Amun's claws.

"It's a bit surprising," said Amon, who was hanging upside down from the zenith at some point, "and you've had such moments of degrace. ”

The visitor did not answer, he drew his staff indifferently, and in the next instant, two non-humans quickly fought in the king's chambers, although the king's chambers were not small, but Amon and the outsiders were both more than six feet tall and slender, so it could almost be said that they were fighting each other around the king—not only swords, The canes and their fangs and claws, the candles went out again, the moonlight flickered, Louis' eyes could not catch them at all, and they could only be seen from the occasional pause - although the latecomers were armed, the king could still see that he was quite restrained, and that he had not come to kill Amon or teach him a hard lesson, but only to drive him out, but Amon was obviously more crazy, or rather, as soon as he fought, it was as if he could not control himself at all— His shadow stirred and scrambled, trying to crawl out of it.

Amon noticed too, and he suddenly stopped all his movements, allowing the cane to pierce his shoulder—he stood straight and looked at Louis regretfully: "It seems that we will only have to wait for the next goodbye, Your Majesty." He said, taking a step back, raising his hands, the heavy black-iron frame glass canopy opened towards the room, the cold evening breeze rushed in with the mist, Louis instinctively looked out of the window, and in this moment, Amon turned into hundreds of small bats, and flew out with a hula and a hula.

The gentleman, who was also strange, did not stop him, and when Amon had completely disappeared, he walked over, closed the window with his own hands, and lit the candles, and when the light of the candles illuminated the room, Louis found that the room was as if two elephants had wrestled here, and the wall panels were dented in more than one place, and the wall cloth was torn, and the furniture was crooked, and the glass was broken, and the ornaments and clothes were thrown outside, and the bedpost and the drapery fell down on the couch with the curtains, and was covered with dust and debris like a carpet.

The sight was speechless, and Louis looked around, only the circle about three feet in diameter around him was clean, and he really didn't know if he should praise the steady hands and piercing eyes of the non-humans. ”

"I would say that my name is not to be true," said the gentleman, "but I do not wish to fool you, but to be disrespectful to you, I am Theoderic, Your Majesty, and the patriarch of Vanzo. ”

"Theoderick, this is not a common name," Louis said slowly, "it once belonged to the king. ”

"If you were to ask me if I ever wore a crown. Captain Hilperik, a vampire, said of Vanzo's patriarch, "Yes, I was a king. ”

"But I've heard that the inner world is separate from the outer world. Louis said, "Is someone lying to me, or is there another reason?"

Theodric took two steps forward, his face handsome but tinged with gloom in his black coat like a prevalent minister.

Theoderic, who was the king of the Merovingian dynasty, the first dynasty of the Frankish kingdom, and it was for this reason that he always maintained a slight connection with the French royal family—for some reason, Louis always felt that there was some consideration in his eyes: "Your Majesty, first of all, this law," he explained, "even if it is only unwritten, it can only be traced back to the tenth century or so." But even if it is written on parchment, printed on wood or etched on copper plates, there are always rebels in the inner world who ignore the law – you may know that King John Recland of England was turned a werewolf in 1216 – and the relationship between the inner world and the table world is not stable...... I mean......"

"I think I see what you mean. Louis said—he knew that there had been a joke in Paris, that when Louis XIII had some of the ministers complaining to Cardinal Richelieu because they could not stand the king's harshness, Richelieu bluntly said that you can bully the king when he is young."

Obviously, the same is true of the inner world and the surface world, when the king of the table world is strong, the inner world will lie dormant and obey the so-called law, but if the royal power of the surface world becomes weak, then the inhumans of the inner world will also show their ambitions - but considering that the king of England, Charles I, has been beheaded by the mob, Louis is not so surprised.

"And what are you here for?" asked Louis, not thinking that the patriarch of Fanzo only passed by once in a while, and suddenly wanted to do good.

"Van Zhuo and Tsmich had different philosophies," said Theodryk, "and they craved chaos, while Van Zhuo needed order." ”

This answer caused the king to smile indescribably: "I am afraid that you will be disappointed," he said, "and the peace of Paris will soon cease to exist." ”

———

Louie's prophecy soon came true.

After the arrest of the Prince of Condé, Conti, and the Duke of Lundville, Queen Mother Anne issued an expulsion order to the mother, wife and sister of the Prince of Condé, the Duchess of Lundville, and exiled them from Paris, but the mother of the Prince of Condé, the old lady, not only blatantly refused to leave Paris, but also submitted a complaint to the Supreme Court surrounded by a group of soldiers- Needless to say, the wife and sister of the Prince of Condé quickly fled to Bordeaux, where they were greeted by the Dukes of La Rochefoucauld and Bouillon, who, as soon as they saw the two noble ladies, began to chant slogans against the royal family, and invited the Madame de la Prince's hand to join them.

In the streets of Paris, mob processions once again filled the streets and alleys, and citizens shouted for the immediate release of the Prince of Condé, Conti, and the Duke of Longueville.