"Lawrence... What do you think? ”

At some point, Louis XV's voice suddenly became indistinct, as if a large lump of phlegm had stuck to his throat.

The king's gaze was no longer as shrewd and bright as before, and now there was only boundless tiredness and dazedness in those eyes.

He turned most of his body to Lawrence's side, and asked in a trembling tone.

At this moment, Louis X

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