Chapter 315: Before the Great War (3)

Hood was one of the first wizards to follow Louis XIV, and although he was only hired to serve a mortal king for the sake of shining gold, he and his companions were instrumental in Dunkirk's rapid rise to become the king's desired military stronghold and port. Ever since Louis XIV established the so-called "Special Royal Guard", he has rightfully become the leader of the young wizards, on a par with Pierre, the cousin of the Comte de Artagnan in the musket team.

Such a man who had the trust of Louis, who had even served as his Majesty's escort from Flanders to Holland, could not have remained in Paris—after Camnico had settled down, the king's musketeers were sent out along with the wizards' ravens and other birds, which soared through the air, looking for traces of the Ottoman Turkish army, so that General Vauban and his supporters knew which routes to choose to set up obstacles, and which cities to clear and relocate.

From the outset, however, Louis knew that this might not last long—this time he came to Camnico to meet the kings, and was not so surprised to find that these important people were surrounded by a few unfamiliar faces (the king didn't have many people to believe - their favored courtiers would send portraits just like the lady's agents), and wizards and wizards knew which family they probably came from as soon as they saw each other, heard each other, and even observed the traces of magic left by each other.

Louis was the initiator, of course he would not do anything stupid, but Barras had a very ugly face, perhaps he regretted that he should not have chosen to abandon the French royal family and come to Rome to be such an embarrassing bishop, not to mention the wizard of Gayola, or the former student Elarius, even a wizard like Varro Vesalius and Hood are more favored by the king than him.

But what this lord is best at is not caring about empty honors and fame, and when he was brought to Camnico by Louis XIV, he was keenly aware that this majesty did not have any good opinion of him, and that it was no time for him to be aggrieved and hesitate - to hesitate any longer, if, he said, when the war began, they encountered the power of the Ottoman Turkish world, or some other gifted man with ulterior motives, he and his monks would surely be sent out by Louis XIV without hesitation.

The cardinal chief ordered Ballas, and no one else, to come to Paris, with a vague intention of dealing with Ballas, a villain who saw the wind and steered the rudder, yes, even if Ballas wisely abandoned the crazy Clement X and joined his command, but the cardinal chief, like Clement X, would not trust such a forgetful and short-sighted fellow, and it would be a good deal to be able to use him to show his sincerity and eliminate the hidden dangers around him.

There were less than fifty monks around him, and they were also his last family members, but at this time, let alone these monks, even he had to step out of a gesture of dedication—Varro Vesalius's room was next to Hood's, and Ballas's room was at the other end of the corridor, but he was only one step slower than Vesalius.

As soon as Vesalius poured the potion into Hood's throat, Baras rushed in like a black whirlwind, and when he rushed in, Vesalius almost smashed the defensive potion bottle, but Ballas immediately knelt down beside Hood, and he put his hands on Hood's face, and pressed his eyes destroyed by the curse attached to the crystal shard, and quickly recited the scripture: "...... They came to a place called Bethsaida, and there was an unseen man who prayed to Jesus to touch him...... And he touched his eyes, and said, "What do you see, and the man said, He sees man like a forest: and he pressed his eyes again, and he saw again......

Vesalius knelt beside Hood, his robe was covered in Hood's blood, his eyes were not only for mortals, but also for wizards were also a very important and sensitive organ, the priests of Ottoman Turkey, that is, the descendants of wizards, rarely appeared in Istanbul, and it also made it difficult for other wizards to understand them, and now it seems that they are not inferior to the gifted people in any place, from England, France or the Church of Rome, or even more dangerous, because they not only destroyed Hood's crystal ball, but also hurt the caster himself through the crystal ball.

His potions can even cause people who have lost their eyeballs to regenerate new organs, but Vesalius didn't even have time to examine the curses above, expecting them to be less easy to deal with—but Ballas's ...... Spells, let's put it that way, are clearly very targeted.

Hood's breathing and heartbeat stabilized at once, and he leaned back relaxedly, no longer convulsing in pain.

Vesalius wondered if it was because the Ottoman Turks had something in common with the Roman clergy—they had succeeded in blending their innate abilities with pious beliefs, becoming the swords of the mortals, and then aiming at their own kind, and it was not unfounded that their power was given by God or a true God, because after such a change, their spells were indeed very different from the magic of the wizards.

But he still had to thank Ballas.

When Louis heard of this, he sent his servants and rewarded Baras with a small chest of gold coins, much to Baras's disappointment, for everyone now knew that the king rewarded those he trusted with shoulder straps and diamond pins, and even better if they had been taken from himself - of course, to this day, Viscount Tyrrenne and Marshal Schaumberg did not know that they had received such a reward purely because the king had been shy in his pocket.

Barras was very depressed in Rome, but his family's accumulation of the islands of the Japanese and the reward he received in Paris did not make him happy about this windfall, and he sighed and used it to bribe the king's first attendant, Bontang, in the hope of meeting the king as soon as possible.

"Will he ask to go back to Paris or Rome?" said Louis, and Bontang smiled, "Do you want to make a bet with me?" Louis said affectionately to the Marquis de Loiss beside him, "Paris, or Rome?"

"I'm betting on Kočevi or another city in Slovenia. The Marquis of Lois bowed slightly and said.

"You are such a cunning man, my good sir," said Louis, nodding to Bonton, who knew that the king had allowed the Bishop of Ballas to see him, and he turned to leave, and the Marquis of Lois exchanged a glance with the king: "It seems that you and I are of the same mind," Louis said a few minutes before Ballas' arrival. Hyacinth' (note 1), after all, was once the chief judge of the Inquisition of Paris, and Elelius told me that although he was of a despicable nature, he was in no way inferior to any monk or knight in his magic and fighting ability. ”

"He doesn't want to come with you, but his hands are already dipped in boiling water, and he has to get something to catch up so he doesn't lose his money. The Marquis de Lois said, and then he coughed softly, for he found the wording to be a bit vulgar, and Louis laughed: "Nothing, sir, I have heard this saying, and it is understandable that you have worked with him for so long from Colbert, and it may not be so subtle, but it is very apt." ”

"And that's it. The Marquis de Lois said: "When he was in Rome, he may have heard some things about Paris and Versailles, but some things are not fully felt without being there, and Barras was an arrogant man, and he left Paris at that time only thinking that the Bishop of Mazarin could not give him a reward that matched him, and in Rome he even deliberately touched the position of the Prince of the Red, and now he has returned, and has seen Elarius— The former student has actually put on the bishop's robe, and has three dioceses, and he can't help but feel jealous, you know, Your Majesty, although he is a bishop, he does not have his own cathedral, nor is he respected by insiders, this position was only sent to him by Clement X. ”

"So what do you mean?"

"I mean, Your Majesty, he also has a little hope that if he can show his abilities before you, you may also give him a place in your court, or even replace Elarius's. ”

Louis gave an inexplicable look, and the Marquis de Lois blinked, "There are many people in this world who don't know how to measure, Your Majesty." Bet?"

"A gold louis. Louie bet.

"A gold louis. The Marquis de Lois said that, as he finished speaking, Barras strode in.

Outwardly, Barras was more believable than Elarius, tall and broad-shouldered, with gray sideburns, but with an elegant classical beauty, like a marble statue from Greece or Rome BC, dressed in a black robe, tied with a purple belt, and with a large gold cross hanging from his chest, the chain of which was fastened to his shoulders to avoid shaking, and the cross hung on a second button.

Unlike the usual bishops, he also had hooks on his belt for swords and muskets, but all those who came to the king's audience were to be unarmed outside the room unless the king gave him permission, so Barras carried only a box. When he saw the Marquis de Lois, he was slightly stunned, as if he was surprised that the king had other people around him when he received him.

"Your Majesty, good afternoon. He pressed the doubt to himself, bowed deeply, and kissed the king's ring.

"Sit down and talk," said Louis, "I think you must have something very important to say to me, Mr. Bishop. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, very important. Barras said that he sat down on the chair brought by the squire—Louis did not like this man, but he never deliberately humiliated people in these places, and Bontang brought tea and cheese— Slovenian cheese was the only local food approved of the king's chefs, and the June sun was already a touch of heat on the edge of the highlands, but in this old castle, the windows were so small that even the carpets and draperies could not completely hide the coldness of the stone bricks, so the tea served by Bontang was still piping hot, and the Marquis of Lovas even had a piece of fur on his knee.

"I am from Mr. Varro Vesalius, Your Majesty. Ballas said.

"How's Hood's eyes?"

"There's nothing wrong with it anymore, but the Ottomans have sensed the wizards' tricks, and they may not be able to continue. Ballas said.

"Are you sure it's an Ottoman?" asked Louis.

"Your Majesty, I am the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition after all, even if it was only once, when I was in Rome, I dealt with the pagan priests more than once," he paused, "My monks have found a raven, do you want to see it?"

Louie's gaze fell on the box, "Show me." "He's a man who has passed through the battlefield, can he still be frightened by a dead raven?

Ballas opened the box, which may have been used for spices, and the raven had been torn apart, but there was no unpleasant smell, and Ballas played with it, so that the king and the Marquis de Lois could see a pair of eyes, which were raven's, and they rolled down into the scattered feathers like two dyed pebbles, "There is no blue in the raven's eyes," he said. It's a spell that can make a voyeur blind, and the wizards around you can do it, but only the heretics whose spells turn the eyes of people or animals affected by the spell blue. ”

"Can their spells affect so many ravens?" asked Louie, who had brought hundreds of wizards with him this time, and presumably other countries would not be missing anywhere, and Hood and several other wizards had also clashed with other wizards' bird servants when they drove ravens to spy on the enemy army.

"Those infidels, I have to say, Your Majesty, they are in collusion with the devil, and they simply open the gates of purgatory and go in, and sometimes they can indeed bring great danger. Barras said, "Therefore I have come to you, and I want your permission to ......."

"Allowed?"

"Allow me and my companions to meet those abominable devils for a while, Your Majesty, and my men and I will be able to track down any trace of werewolves or vampires, and humans will not escape our eyes, and I will bring you the glad news that you will be victorious before any monarch does. ”

Note 1: Some residents often have a shiny metal rooster on their roofs, the hyacinth, which is a kind of weather vane used to indicate the direction of the wind, which is the same meaning as the modern arrow-shaped weather vane. In the past, the hyacinth chicken was believed by the residents to ward off evil spirits, but later people painted the sides of the chicken with gold and black to distinguish the direction of the wind. Also known as windsock.