Viscount Tirena later served as governor of the three provinces of New West in France for twenty-five years. When he was in his eighties, he was called back by the king and returned to Paris. In the past twenty years, let alone the Dutch, the envoys of almost all countries except France had persuaded him to lead these three provinces to be independent from France. He was the descendant of Orange, but the Netherlands did not strictly implement the system of inheritance of the eldest son. That is to say, after all the male descendants died, female descendants could inherit Orange's territory and title. If Viscount Tirena was willing, let alone the three provinces he had in his existing states, even Utrecht, owned by William III of Orange, was willing to respect him as the king of the Netherlands, but Viscount Tirena never wavered a single point.

Later he returned to Paris and saw the king who had become more and more steady and wise over the past twenty years, and had not seen the aging and foolish king, he suddenly understood that as early as twenty-five years ago, the night before they conquered Amsterdam, he understood... The king was a crazy and bold gambler. He did not think at all that if his offensive in the Netherlands was frustrated, his loan to merchants in the name of the royal family would immediately become a mountain pressing on his back. At best, from the king down, all the French would suffer because of this failure; at worst, once the French people could not bear this pain, they would pour all their anger on the king, and Louis might become another Charles I, who would repay the people's hope for him with his head and blood.

On the other hand, as long as Louis XIV can completely conquer Flanders and the Netherlands, the wealth plundered from these two sheep with golden wool can not only repay the loans, but also benefit every Frenchman, just like the Spaniards and the British, these two countries can be said to have gradually become stronger by drawing blood from the Low Countries. After the independence of the Netherlands, Amsterdam became the financial and economic center of the world. Merchants took bonds and notes from the Dutch Stock Exchange, but left gold and silver in the database of the Amsterdam Bank. Once the king's army conquered Amsterdam, these were all spoils. The spoils did not need to be returned or made public. They would all become the most solid cornerstone under the throne of Louis XIV.

From that moment on, Viscount Tirener deeply understood what the king was determined to win the Netherlands. As the first gem inlaid on the scepter, the Netherlands not only played an extremely important role in economic and military role in Louis XIV, but also in a political sense. How could Louis easily abandon such a region?

Twenty-five years ago, when France was just a "new man" who had just recovered slowly from internal and external troubles, his king dared to launch a national war. Twenty-five years later, France had become a huge empire that could defend the long coastline, vast territory, and countless colonies at the same time, but some people imagined the independence of the Netherlands?

Thinking of this, Viscount Tirena would laugh, and even broke one of his ribs. No, he would never betray his king! Betray his country!

He would return to Paris, spend the rest of his life quietly in the mansion given by the king, or in the suite of Versailles, and after his death, he would rest in the Cathedral of St. Denis with his close friends, his colleagues, and his relatives.

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Louis did not expect that his actions would bring such a deep shadow to Viscount Tirena. There were many kings who borrowed from merchants because of war in history, even in the history of France - Philip I, Louis VII, Louis IX (the so-called Saint Louis), and Philip II all borrowed from merchants because of the crusades. In 1494, Charles VII borrowed from Genoese because of invasion of Italy. The interest rate for the loan reached a maximum of 100% (annual interest rate). When the Duke of Charles of Burgundy wanted independence, the French king Louis also borrowed from bankers to consolidate allies and bribed the enemy - but mortgaged the palace and mortgaged the Palace of Fontainebleau, second only to the Louvre. Louis XIV was the first.

As Louis said to Viscount Tirena, he was helpless. Generally speaking, the merchants borrowed from the king and the collateral they asked for were generally national taxes, as well as monopoly on the waterway, military supplies or bulk goods, or export rights, colonies' management rights, mineral mining rights, currency minting rights, etc. Many Italian chaebols suddenly flourished, but Louis could not give up military supplies, nor was he willing to let merchants control French taxes (formerly casting stones).

The party movement was due to this), he was unwilling to give up the right to mine minerals and the right to mint money, so there were too few things he could mortgage - but Fontainebleau could, when he heard that the king was willing to mortgage Fontainebleau, these merchants became generous. No, Fontainebleau had no meaning to the merchants, but even if Louis was beheaded by the people like Charles I, the king and government after him would buy it back at all costs...

But now it seems that Louis's head can stay on his neck for decades. Fontainebleau was only briefly held by the merchants in the contract. There is only time to worry about the battle in Amsterdam. Even if the Dutch gathered the remaining land army, that is, more than 8,000 people, in Amsterdam, they could not resist the muskets and artillery of the French king. Even their last trump card, destroying the sea dam, making Amsterdam a vast ocean, to block the French invasion, and even perhaps to severely slash the French army's conspiracy, has been left to the king's messenger, Duke La Rochefoo.

"Bangtang." he shouted.

Bang Tang immediately appeared, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Go and invite Madame Lavalier to my bedroom." The king said, and Bonton took the order and left. Madame Lavalier opened the door a few minutes later and walked in. She was summoned by Louis a few days ago to Narden. As soon as she came, as the first wife of the royal family, she had the closest room to the king, but there was no joy on her face. She had followed the king for so many years, and their closest behavior was just lying on the same bed. She didn't know who to hate, the gentle but cold king, the despicable Mary Mancini, or the self who was waiting for with a glimmer of hope.

"Sit, Louise," said the king. After a moment of silence, Louis suddenly asked, "What did those Bohemian witches promise you at that time?"

Mrs. Lavalier trembled slightly. Fortunately, she was sitting in the chair at this time, without holding a wine glass in her hand, so she did not lose her composure - she thought that she was just...at least compared to Mary Mancini's arbitrary behavior, she just used the privilege of being a royal lady, or in other words, she thought that the king still had a little affection for herself... It was just a small mistake, she thought so, until the king returned from Flander, there was no survivor of the Bohemian witch corps following...

She could no longer sit still. She slipped down from the chair, kneeled at the king's feet, and hung her neck. What Madame Lavalier has always been criticized by the court is her overly tough and neutral face, but she has a delicate and white slender neck, and some small curly hair spread on the back of her neck, which made her look a bit rare.

"Say it, you know mine, Louise."

"They..." Louise said dryly, knowing that the king might forgive any sins that others seem unforgivable, but there is only one thing he will never forgive, that is, lying or hiding from him. He rarely executes someone because others lie to him, but from then on, this person will not appear before him again: "They promised to give me a child."

"child?"

"A healthy child, a human child."

"Do you believe them?"

"If there is another choice, your majesty."

...Another silence, Madame Lavalier's mood is now like a criminal waiting for a sentence. Even if he is not ashamed, he has already wiped out the last little hope.

"Do you know?" said the king, "If they lied to you, or something went wrong, you were forcing me to kill my own children." He said gently and cruelly, "You know I like children, from little Luci, to little Louis, Elizabeth, and any child after me, whether their mother is Mary, you, or the queen, they are fruits from my big tree. Although I do not need to endure ten months of suffering like you, losing no one will make me bleeding."

"And you, Louise," he said with reproach, "I could have had a choice, and I made you choose, I can't give you children, and you don't even want to believe me? Have I lied to you? Or have I never promised?"

"No, you are a kind and kind person." Lady Lavalier said hushly that many people in the palace were very jealous of her, not only because she obtained a title from the king and a fief, but also her relatives also received official positions and jobs, but also that in the ten years after the king took power, she was the only woman favored by the king. Although there was usually only one royal lady, the female family members in the entire court were eager to get the king's love.

Even her father, Clayland, often blamed Louise for her greed. They were not werewolfs from France, but were outsiders who had to migrate here from Serbia. As a mundane king, Louis XIV had a lenient attitude towards them. Not to mention anything else, think of Charles II. But after so long, Madame Lavalier also realized that she wanted to have children for the king, not for her tribe as she said, but for her heart, for the queen, for Mary, and even for her former master, Princess Henrietta, and the Duchess of Orleans.

The king did not continue to say that, and he turned his head and looked out the window. It was sunny, but his heart was as cold as a stone in the cold winter: "So that's it," he said, "I'm willing to give you this opportunity, even if the result may break my heart," he did not look at the suddenly raised face of Mrs. Lavalier: "But in contrast, you have to complete the job I have given you-Louise, first of all, this job is not difficult for you, but morally and emotionally, and even for the future existence of your tribe, and you may be immersed in endless regrets for decades to death... and I can't even give you too much time to think."

"Please say... Your Majesty."

"The Amsterdams made a terrible decision to keep my army out of the city, which was to destroy the seawall when my army entered Amsterdam and let Amsterdam be submerged again in the seawater. In such a season, even with sunshine, the temperature of the seawater would take the lives and courage of the soldiers," said the king. "But they did not know that I had learned about it - now I need you and your people to destroy this conspiracy."

"His Majesty……"

"It seems you have thought that, yes, even with gunpowder, it is not so easy to destroy the dam. There will be hundreds of people gathered on the dam. They are just ignorant civilians. The inner world only exists in their legends. According to the laws of the inner world, werewolfs, vampires or wizards can hunt them, but they cannot present the inner world so naked before them - you will be exposed to countless pairs of eyes and have nowhere to hide." The king said: "I cannot execute my soldiers for you, nor can I cover so many eyes. From that day on, you must disappear or die. I can only promise you that you will receive secret protection from the French royal family in the future until the last werewolf dies."

"Is it protection or imprisonment?" asked Madame Lavalier with a trembling trembling.

"It seems you understand, too," the king sighed, "Madam."

"Why not let the wizard do this?" Mrs. Lavalier asked again with anger, her pupils shrank into a straight line in the sunlight: "Just because you love Mary more, do you have her children?"

The king did not show that she was thinking about it. On the contrary, he glanced at La Valliel with reproach: "No, you guessed it wrong, I can tell you, Louise, why is it a werewolf, not a wizard," he said the final judgment gently: "Of course, it's because wizards are of course useful than you."

He even disdained to lie to himself. After realizing this fact, Madame Lavalier was on the ground and could not even make any sound.

"But if you and I had a normal human child," said Louis: "He would be legally recognized by me, his surname would be Bourbon, he was born to be a Duke, and possessed a territory, Flanders or royal territories other than France, and he would have a prominent marriage, his wife was neither a princess nor a princess, and his children would inherit the glory of the Sun King for generations, and call me an ancestor openly until his bloodline was cut off."
Chapter completed!