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First, I apologize to the readers!

This, the computer screen suddenly appeared in the screen of a flower and black screen, and then it happened during the Spring Festival... and then it encountered the epidemic that everyone knew... My parents didn't allow me to go out, and I don't know when the online express delivery will arrive - Fortunately, I tried to fix it in the end... I hope there will be no problems now... Now the express delivery is not allowed to enter the community... The TV network has also been calling on me not to go out unless necessary, and the mall does not know if it is open...

Anyway, I am really sorry, sorry, I have made readers wait for a long time. In the next week, I will add one thousand words (free) to each chapter as compensation. Jiuyu bows here.

Finally, the year has not yet ended, so I wish you all the best, good health and wealth!

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What Louis did not expect was that after Prince Conde, he came to persuade him not to give his brother, Philip, the Duke of Orleans, was Bishop Larivier. This cardinal has always been famous for his fence-skinned man. His ability to wear a bishop shoulder strap also completely guarantees the king's blessing. Logically speaking, he should not appear in the crowd of people who speak out for advice. However, Louis only thought for a moment and understood the reason for the bishop's actions. It was precisely because Larivier knew who his master was that he stood on the king's side without hesitation.

Thinking of the incident in Dunkirk, the cardinal actually suppressed his instinct and did not eagerly lean towards the Duke of Orleans. The king was willing to listen to what he wanted to say. Sure enough, even if the bishop gave an admonition, his words were still quite tactful and gentle. To put it simply, he suggested that the Duke of Orleans stay in Paris to guard the king instead of going out with the king, which was also for the inheritance of the Bourbon dynasty.

This makes sense. Although it is difficult for the king to die in person - the king and the duke to die at the same time, generally speaking, this will only be an accident. If captured, the king and the duke will only be treated in accordance with their identities, and will not be executed, or even be harmed or humiliated, accidents are situations that people cannot predict, and no one can guarantee that the king and the duke will be safe and sound in the chaotic battlefield, not to mention that the assassination of both of them has never stopped.

Louis thought seriously for a while, and just when Bishop La Rivier thought he had changed his mind, he shook his head: "Next time," he said: "Next time, I will keep the Duke of Orleans in Paris, but this time, I have promised him to go to Flanders with me."

"But, your Majesty..." Bishop Larivier insisted for a very rare moment. Louis looked at him and smiled slightly. He did not act like a sentimental. He thought that the bishop was so loyal. He was just... very self-aware, because apart from Louis, there were not many people who admired him in the court. He was indeed mediocre, incompetent, and as timid as a mouse. Prince Conde and even Prince Philip were quite disdainful of him. However, Louis's ideas were different from those of this era. He never sought out how outstanding his subordinates had to have. Or, rather than wisdom and morality, he valued more whether that person was suitable for his position. Just as he opposed the opposition and made a small businessman, Colbert, a small businessman, and a woman became the duchess. A docile and ordinary cardinal was the Archbishop of Paris he needed.

To be honest, if La Rivier had the ability to be Richelieu or Bishop Mazaran, he might have become the closest roommate with Fukai long ago.

So, La Rivier did come for himself, because he was the least willing to let anyone other than Louis become the king of France, let alone become the cardinal, as the Archbishop of Paris, when the king sieges the Castle of Saint Angels and almost reenacted the Avenon incident, he was destined to be unable to obtain even a little support from the Roman church - but he was not a completely stupid person. When the king said so, he had to sigh and promised the king that he would pray for them before they set out to fight, so he left the room and discussed with the Queen Mother how many major mass, how many minor mass, and how many major mass.

After the departure of Bishop Larivier, it was still dark, and no less than twelve candles had been lit in the king's room, which made it as bright and warm as day. While letting Bang Tang extinguish most of them, the king put some important documents into boxes with their own hands. In this era, the clerks had learned to use boxes of different colors to load documents of different importance and urgency. The documents that the king had personally put in were of course placed in the red box. Then the king bent down and put several bullets into a beautiful leather box.

The box seems ordinary, but in fact it is a magic tool. There is a thin needle in the small lock on the box lid. No one can open the box except Louis's blood. If violence is to be used, the box will be automatically burned. There are letters from Louis and Prince Conte several times. Thinking of returning to Paris in a frightened manner, he said more than once that he would never leave his official residence for half a step. But when Flander's strategy was initially determined and he kept appearing in front of the king, and the people who flattered him were also him, the king couldn't help but smile.

This is why Louis must add Philip to the list of his expeditions. This is the first time that Louis Diedonne Bourbon personally led the expedition, and the significance will never be the same as any subsequent one. It can be said that those who were fortunate to appear during this expedition were the king's confidants and close friends. Conte was not the only one who was unwilling to miss this opportunity. For several months, people in Paris have been thriving everywhere, not for this?

Thinking of Conte, Louis thought of following his orders, going to greet or rescue Conte, and thought of another important thing from Madame Lavalier. Perhaps as the saying goes, if anyone thinks of someone, you will arrive. Just when King Fruit was in deep thought, the window of the room suddenly sounded softly, and then accompanied by an invisible storm, the window curtain was pushed into the room. The flame of the candle shook and was extinguished. The moonlight pouring down from the open window immediately replaced the artificial light, and then it seemed that in a moment, the silver-white moonlight became substance, and a breath from the wasteland enveloped it.

"Ah," said Louis, "I'm wondering when you'll be back." He said.

Mrs. Lavalier, the werewolf Louise, gently shook her fluffy hair, walked around the room, and then sat down slowly.

It has been a long time since Louise first revealed the werewolf's true body in front of the king, more than once, but every time she saw such a beautiful beast crawling in front of him, the feeling was so irresistible that even Louis could not resist. He did not summon Bonton, and closed the window by himself. When he returned to the silver giant wolf, he had already added a comb in his hand. If the craftsmen were wondering why the king needed a comb that was so big that he could use to comb the horse's mane, and it was an exquisite silver comb inlaid with pearls - of course they would not know that Lady Lavalier likes pearls more than gems.

When the king did his own work and combed the giant wolf's hair, the originally tight body gradually relaxed. She stretched out her head affectionately, and her wet nose touched Louis' arms, and was relieved to find that there was not much smell that belonged to other women inside. She knew that this should not be. Whether as a werewolf or as a royal lady, she should not be jealous. Moreover, from the beginning, the king and her had a deal, but she just couldn't control herself. How should she control herself? Put a glass of water in front of the thirsty person and a piece of bread in front of the hungry person - her identity is very different from the king, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a huge difference. It is completely lucky that she can get the position of a royal lady now. At that time, the king had almost no power to use in the inner world, and after suffering two betrayals and expulsions, the Serbian werewolf no longer had the strength and courage to find a place to live again.

But as a family member of the devil, the werewolf was born with greed. When Louise was still the maid of Princess Henrietta, the occasional look at each other in the card game, fingertips or shoulders touching her during the game was enough to make her feel sweet and happy. At that time, what she prayed for was that Princess Henrietta could become the queen of France, and she could stay in the palace to serve the queen and the king. Perhaps when the queen had to give her some message to the king, she could also say a word or two to the king.

Princess Henrietta did not become the queen, but she became the first recognized royal lady. While she was ecstatic, she couldn't help but yearn for the king's love.

When Louis combed his fur for his royal lady, he found that Louise had grown much older than the first time he saw him. When it lay horizontally, it occupied almost all the open space in the room, and even pushed the chair to the corner of the room. The thick silver hair was spread on the ground, like a huge blanket. The king now had to raise his hands to brush the fur on her back. Her long kiss rarely spread in front of the king, but Louis had no doubt that she could swallow his entire upper body in one bite.

It was a dangerous and difficult task to manage such a giant beast, but that sense of accomplishment was also impossible to comb the cute cat and dog. Louis also regarded this as a pastime and relaxation after work, and it also had the function of exercise. To be honest, if it weren't for Louis's swordsmanship and martial arts courses, it would be really not easy to complete the work. After he managed the terrifying beast, he walked into the room inside, took out a loose silk satin cloak, and let it fall gently on the giant wolf.

"Okay," he touched the big ear: "Change back to your original appearance," he said: "Otherwise, how can I talk to you?"

"I would rather be like this," Louise said after she returned to humanity, "because I feel like His Majesty seems to prefer my wolf type."

Louis was a little guilty, and it was indeed true: "Don't say that," his eyes fell on Louise. As we said before, Louise was not the kind of beauty that people usually think of. If her face was placed on a man, it might be comparable to the Duke of La Rochefoucau or the Duke of Orleans, but for a woman, it became a tragedy. The key is that for Louise, he could accept this strange beauty. After all, neutral beauty was also popular hundreds of years later, and as time passed, Louise's body became more and more unique wild beauty-a strong body, slender limbs, strong waist, and full chest room, which was also very attractive to men.

Louise gently moved her eyes away, and Louise's expression was dim, because she often needed to disappear for a long time. For those who were unaware of it, she went to be sad and recuperate alone because the child in her belly unfortunately died, but who knew that until a few days, there was only a relationship between the king and her like a friend.

Louis heard a rumbling sound, and then Louise came to him, dressed neatly, "Sit," the king said, not letting Bontang come in and light the candle, because the werewolf's eyes prefer moonlight, and the light of the candle would make her feel uncomfortable, even if she was wearing magical instruments for hiding her identity - Seeing that Louise had recovered her calm face, Louise also said softly in his heart, "What's wrong with Confran?"

After sending Prince Conte back to Paris, the werewolves continued to do the previous work - that is, the king instructed to clean up and force the wizards of France - they did not appear when the king needed it most, and ignored the king's call. Of course, the king would not allow them to continue to reproduce and survive on their territory as they pleased. Gayola Island let the king know that the inner world is not another world in the essence, but the monsters and magical life of the inner world.

Things and wizards divided the world from the surface world. Their spells obscured the eyes of mortals, but in fact it still belongs to France or any country. France has no islands to allow these wizards to live in, so their place may still be inland. So the king's werewolves searched out these wizards in groups, just like the voles in the field, and werewolf had an advantage in this regard, because werewolves and wizards were enemies since early on.

Confran is the inner world of France. It is located on the border of France. It was once a free city. It has become unknown when it has become unknown. Now it seems that it is a trick played by wizards.

"They pray for your forgiveness," said Louise.

"That's all?" Louis smiled coldly, "And, they?" In French, they are different from them, but people use them more often because women are not regarded as a complete person.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Louise paused for a moment, as if she could not find the right word for a moment, "They, all I saw, are witches." There may be male wizards, but even if there is him, they have never been in the dominant position. Both the messenger and the chief, they are just women.
Chapter completed!