"Your Majesty!" Russell's voice called Louis IX out of his thoughts. wWW.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.cOM
"Your Majesty, the Grand Duke of Bavaria knows your love for Princess Froya best! If it were another princess, I'm afraid he would be suspicious and doubt your Majesty's sincerity... This is one of them; Princess Froya is talented and intelligent, and has the support of the Grand Magister Hierro. She should be able to deal with the Bavaria father and son with ease. Secondly, if God bless our court and the Grand Duke of Bavaria does not rebel, with Ofiloch's character and talent, He is a good match for Princess Froya, and the third one; if he turns against him in the end, and His Majesty wins, he can pardon the princess and leave some blood for the Bourbon dynasty, which may not be an opportunity for a comeback in the future!" Duke Russell urged.
Louis IX was silent for a long time, and sighed to see if she would agree to Loya's child. ... I am tired today, please go back and rest. "
In the city of Lille, Archduke Reinhard of Bavaria and Ofiloch and his son sat in silence all night.
The sky turned white, and old Reinhardt finally stood up slowly. Thirty years of loyalty could not be ruined by this miracle. No matter what, even if Your Majesty is unkind, I cannot be unjust! Never mention the word rebellion from now on! I hope Your Majesty will remember me to be loyal throughout my life and will not harm you. "
Ofiloch also stood up silently, his formerly dazzling face now looking very dim.
The father and son stood side by side in front of the tall French window.
The sky was faintly white. The city that had been partying all night is now sleeping the deepest, quiet and peaceful.
The early morning chill is the best companion to a deep sleep. For those who can't sleep, looking at the frost-stained dead leaves blown by the wind outside the window, although they can't touch the wind, the chill goes straight into the heart.
The dark red sun slowly climbed out of the clouds, pouring red slowly, dyeing the clouds in the sky and every plant and tree in the city of Lille. According to the custom of the Rhine League, if it is sunny on the first day of the New Year, it means that the weather will be good throughout the year.
But at this moment, countless people all over the world are staring at the same morning sun, but they all smell the smell of blood from the first ray of sunshine in the new year.
Before dawn, Rogge quietly crawled out of the almost exaggeratedly luxurious body of the "Elf in the Night". While quickly putting on her clothes, she touched her plump body a few times while she was still sleeping. The woman snorted a few times, turned over and went to sleep again.
Rogge closed the door gently and slipped around in front of several brothers' doors. Hearing thunderous roars or grinding teeth and talking in his sleep, he smiled bitterly and went out alone.
The fat man grunted a few times, then blessed himself with a magic spell, and walked out with a light step.
A guard was at the door, and his eyes could no longer be opened. Rogge quietly covered him up and blew a breath on the back of his neck. The guard immediately turned his head, but there was no one there, so he muttered dissatisfiedly, raised his collar, and started patrolling again. As for Rogge, he had already left the gate and walked away.
Roger walked through the streets like a ghost. Scenes after scenes rushed towards me, as if flat paintings were floating towards me. When I got closer, they suddenly circled behind me, and a new painting floated towards me. This was not the first time that Rogge saw the world made up of this plane, but that time, he opened a corner of the curtain and got a glimpse of the scenery hidden behind everything!
When the curtain was raised, Roger was like a newborn baby. He saw flowers, but didn't know they were flowers; he touched water, but didn't know it was water. The blur in his eyes and the colors in the sky had already dazzled his eyes and his heart.
But once that door is opened, it can never be closed forever.
Rogge was neither happy nor sad, his mental energy was fully activated, and he was searching the world around him. Just like when the tide recedes, some fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs that are usually hidden underwater emerge.
A few little thieves were sneaking through, and looking at the large and small bundles on their bodies, they must have verified the old saying that the early bird catches the worm.
Several groups of people were discussing something in a secret room-like place. Rogge had no interest in its content, so he left it alone. Besides, when it comes to detecting the energy of the soul through mental power, there is only a vague outline of things in the surrounding environment.
Rogge's fat figure walked slowly on the street, but as he walked, he disappeared. The next moment, he popped up from another place and continued to wander leisurely.
Rogge raised his foot to let a rushing mouse pass, then lowered it and stepped on a tabby cat that was chasing after him. Before the tabby cat could protest, the owner of its feet had already disappeared. The poor cat stayed for a moment, then remembered the even more pitiable mouse and chased it bravely.
In a dark alley, Roger kicked up a stone out of boredom, and the stone fell on the wall with a clatter. The fat man was very satisfied with his footwork and went out into the alley.
The wall suddenly moved, and a huge eye opened, staring at Rogge's back, turning slowly.
Rogge's figure gradually moved away, and the eyes on the wall turned a little sore. He blinked hard, and turned his eyes back. He was shocked to see the fat man squatting in front of him with a smile.
The eyes were wide open in vain, and the eyeballs the size of a human head almost fell out of their sockets. Then, he closed his eyes hard and quickly disappeared from the wall. Rogge was muttering something, and one hand had already reached into the wall. The wall fluctuated, and Rogge's hand seemed to have penetrated the water, but the water was standing.
Rogge fumbled for a moment and said softly: "Baby, be obedient. There's no point in hiding. Haha, won't I catch you?" As he spoke, he picked up a man wrapped in black robes, about three feet tall, skinny as a stick, with four limbs. A small, strange little man with a strangely big head and a pair of extra-large eyes. As soon as the villain was lifted out of the wall, he opened his mouth violently and planned to shout.
The mouth was opened, but no sound came out. There was already a poor mouse in the villain's mouth, leaving only a little tail outside. The mouse was still struggling. With a look of fear on his face, the villain was tortured to death by the rat, and finally he raised his head and swallowed the rat. Just as he opened his mouth to take a breath, he was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth when he saw Rogge raising his hand.
A tabby cat rushed over, circled around the two of them twice, meowed pitifully twice, and walked away dejectedly.
Rogge looked at the little man in front of him carefully. Beads of sweat fell down in big drops on the little man's face. The sweeter Rogge smiled, the colder the man broke into a cold sweat. Rogge caught the flash of purple in the little man's eyes and smiled even more happily. Smart little thing, what are you? Don’t tell me I’m human!”
Rogge's eyes also lit up, shining silver. The silver seemed to be two thin threads that penetrated into the villain's eyes. He finally caught the piece of purple, so he pulled the piece of purple out forcefully.
"I didn't expect that I would encounter demons." Rogge looked at those big purple eyes carefully and said to himself: "It seems to be getting more and more interesting. Tell me, are you hiding?" Opposite the Grand Duke's Mansion, what do you see every day?" The little monster looked confused.
"Hehehehe" Rogge smiled even more happily, "It's not easy to pretend to be stupid. But if you are not really stupid, you should know that it is better to tell the truth in front of me. By the way, don't tell me You don’t know human language!”
The little monster's expression gradually became resolute, and suddenly it opened its mouth hugely. Another fat mouse blocked its screams in its stomach, and its thin legs were crumpled into a ball in Rogge's hands. . Rogge's hand gently touched the other leg, and the little thing finally collapsed and began to chirp extremely quickly.
Rogge listened carefully. The more he listened, the more impatient he became. Finally, he sighed: "It seems you are really pitiful. You only know this little."
The little monster looked horrified and chirped again. Rogge laughed, "You actually threatened me, haha. The general of the demon clan has naturally experienced harm, why do you need to tell me? I may not necessarily be the enemy of the demon clan! Maybe the general and I will still be friends in the future. But Now is not the time to meet. I am not strong enough yet, so I want to drink wine for a few more years and hold a few more beauties. I wonder what the beauties of the demon clan are like?"
The little monster was chirping desperately.
Rogge said hey, "You want to introduce me to the most beautiful princess of your clan? Okay! How did you know that I like little Tianmei? What's wrong with me? I actually told you so much. We are really destined!"
The little monster nodded vigorously.
Rogge's smile slowly faded. It's getting late. Since we are so destined, we have to find a good home for you. "
Rogge chanted a spell softly, and a dire wolf was summoned. Before the wolf could figure out the situation, Rogge opened the giant wolf's mouth, stuffed the little monster in, and then kicked the dire wolf back to the other world.
The fat man clapped his hands, looked at the Grand Duke's Mansion in the distance, and said calmly: "Ofiloch, you have to take care of yourself." After that, he went away humming a little tune.
The early bird catches the worm, but what about the early bird? Of course it was eaten by birds.
With so many early risers, who is the worm and who is the bird
During every New Year's Day, businesses are always the busiest. In this golden time of the year, every pedestrian wandering on the street is like a pile of gold coins in the eyes of businessmen.
War God's Hammer naturally would not miss such a good opportunity. On the second day of the new year, the brand new Hammer of War opened on Fifth Avenue. Wu Huan, who had just arrived at War God's Hammer, was extremely dissatisfied with this three-story building. Especially when he looked at the thick antique walls, the narrow and tall windows, and the dark brown shutters, he couldn't help but get angry. But time did not allow him to make any changes to the architectural style, so Wu Huan had to spend two overnight hours to remodel the VIP room on the third floor.
The three floors of War God's Hammer are decorated in three completely different styles. The hall on the first floor is called a golden wall! The entire wall facing the door is decorated with gilded palm leaf patterns. Gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandeliers hang straight from the high ceiling, and the magical light illuminates the entire hall. There are six or seven pieces of armor and weapons scattered in the hall, and the halo of these magical equipment also decorates the hall like a fairyland. There are some chairs and tables placed around the hall. Those chairs were all square and unusually wide. They were made of mahogany produced on the islands in the far south. They were painted black and were very heavy, as if they were made of iron. The chair surface is pressed with brocade, and the brocade is embroidered with coconut trees. This is something that Lille, which has four distinct seasons, does not have. Everything in this hall is of great value, and even the fruit refreshments are exquisite.
The second floor is used to receive some really powerful and tasteful nobles or wealthy people. It is also a place to buy adventurers' trophies. In addition to the place where adventure items are purchased, there are three halls on the entire second floor, which display weapons, armor and various magic accessories respectively. There are only two pieces of magic equipment in each hall. At the same time, customers' orders are also accepted here, and magic equipment can be customized according to the customer's requirements. The style of the second floor is completely different from that of the first floor. The style of this second floor pursues true elegance, in line with the etiquette and aesthetic standards of the highest aristocratic society. Every little knick-knack here has some age and tells a story. The oil paintings on the walls are all authentic works by masters, and occasionally there are two modern works, painted by famous antique artists. This second floor is about history and the accumulation of time. As a famous great thinker from the previous dynasty said, the only shortcoming of modern art is that it is not old enough.
The third floor is where princes, ministers, or famous figures are received. There is only one small hall on the third floor, which was decorated by Wu Huan himself. A small spring flows around the room, moistening the exotic flowers and plants on both sides. The ground in the hall is covered with grass like the thickest carpet, and a gravel path twists and turns leading to a small table and a few chairs. These pieces of furniture were all hand-carved by Wu Huan himself from log piles, and each one was different from the other. The wood used includes both the most common old elm stumps and the rare agarwood. There is a tea set on the small table, which was also made by Wu Huan himself, but it was done in a hurry, and the quality was not satisfactory to Wu Huan himself. Right now, there is only one ring placed on the table in this room.
The ring was made of three square magic silver pillars entwined. The angle of the entanglement was natural, and the more you looked at it, the more refreshing you felt. The six capitals of the magic silver pillar are arranged in a well-proportioned manner, and are skillfully inlaid with a crystal diamond that exudes a faint blue light. The blue light would slip out from time to time, traveling through the magic silver pillars like lightning before returning to the crystal diamond. This ring is a perfect combination of the skills of Faith and Mist. In terms of taste, it is countless times more elegant than the previous gorgeous works of War God's Hammer.
There are three not too high-level magics sealed in this ring. The person who wears this ring can first automatically activate the second-level magic "Ghost Face" at will. This spell can not only reduce damage, but is also immune to low-level magic such as magic missiles. This prevents the magician from being interfered by the opponent's fast low-level magic. Then there are two level four magic "Advanced Invisibility Level Magic Puncture". The former allows the magician to cast spells in an invisible state, and the latter allows the magician to expel up to three protective magics on the opponent's magician. Although this ring does not seal any advanced magic, it is extremely practical in magic battles. Moreover, the alchemy skills required to seal three low-level magics in the same magic ring are also extremely complicated. Even Faith spent countless efforts to finally succeed in studying it.
The opening of a new store was a joyful occasion. Rogge and other aristocratic villains were well-dressed and greeted the guests in the hall with smiles. This War God's Hammer is located in the most prosperous district, and the luxury in the hall can be seen from a distance from the gate. The two well-dressed middle-aged waiters at the door looked like they had been servants in the homes of great nobles for many years, and their demeanor showed that they were extraordinary. In the hall, several young and beautiful girls in simple and elegant clothes are leading the luxuriously dressed guests to shuttle around. These girls, according to Lawrence's original intention, should wear their tops lower down and their bottoms higher up, wear heavy makeup, and smile before they say anything. After being scolded by Franco, Wu Huan, and even all three etiquette masters, Lens had to angrily give up his idea.
It is obvious at a glance that places like War God's Hammer are not places where ordinary people should come. However, for those aristocratic and wealthy businessmen who are a bit self-reliant, the more wealthy they are, the more they have to enter with great momentum. Not long after, the entrance to the Hammer of War was already filled with gorgeous carriages of all sizes.
The customers enjoying the game in the hall also had different moods. Many people who came in with great momentum felt short of breath after seeing the decoration. When the beautiful woman next to her spit out the same gorgeous price from her lips, her face turned even paler. There are several small magic circles arranged in this hall, and the warm wind blows in, and the cold air has been driven away. The tables and chairs on both sides are all high-quality, and the refreshments and fruits are also sent from the best hotels for everyone to take as they please. It's just that in such an elegant and wealthy place, who would have the nerve to sit there and eat and drink if they don't buy something to go back to, or are truly recognized as capable? Wouldn't he become a laughing stock in the aristocratic circle afterwards? Not long after, many pale-faced small and medium-sized aristocrats and moderately wealthy businessmen had made excuses and left in a hurry. The few declining nobles who were still clinging on were simply ashamed under the strange looks of other customers.
The two distinguished guests, one fat and the other thin, under the admiring eyes of everyone in the hall, and their entourage with their nostrils turned upward, proudly went up to the second floor. Rogge and others accompanied him upstairs. The knives had already been sharpened. So fast, just waiting to be slaughtered and slaughtered.
The fat and thin guest came downstairs amidst the flood of flattery from Rogge and others.
Four servants behind the fat distinguished guest were carrying a large wooden box. The box was simple in style, the bronze wrappings on the corners had been polished to a shiny finish, and the red paint was mottled. It looked very old no matter how it looked. look. This box is already like this, and the contents inside the box can be imagined.
As for the thin distinguished guest, a butler-looking figure behind him was holding a small, long and flat glass box with great difficulty. The box is also an antique. What is rare is that it is not damaged at all and is crystal clear and jade-like. A circle of light blue glow seemed to be alive, constantly coming out of the box, like a burning light blue flame.
The fat and thin people seemed to be old acquaintances. The fat man's name was Stanich. He was huge and imposing. He was one of the top grain merchants in the principality. The thin one is the Marquis of Abbiati, who is elegantly dressed and has an extraordinary appearance. His family has a long history and an amazing ancestral property. Many members of the family serve in key departments of the principality or the alliance, and their power is considerable.
Rogge followed closely behind Stanich and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is indeed extraordinary! This treasure is only of your stature and aura, so it can be worn unconventionally. To be honest, this item has been in the shop for some time. , it’s just that the guests who come here either have poor taste and don’t like it; those who know how to appreciate it don’t have much money. What’s more, the products produced by War God’s Hammer have always been only for people with truly respected status and artistic style. Be prepared, those poor people have vision, but their status and status are very different. Considering Mr. Stanich's status, how can he use the same things as those poor artists!"
Although this flattery is a bit explicit, it plays into Stanich's hands. This big fat man had no aspirations and had no artistic training. It's already past forty when I stay at home. What these wealthy businessmen like most is arty elegance, and what they love most is status and pedigree. The little fat man has just arrived, and he is naturally at ease trying to figure out the mentality of such a nouveau riche. Even though there are real common people, they never forget their origins after they reach adulthood. They still have their own way of doing things, swearing constantly and never changing their true colors. But such true heroes are in the minority after all.
The little fat man came forward again and said mysteriously: "There is also a magic ring in the shop that has just been successfully researched. This ring is a product that mixes the priest's divine magic of restoration and the magic 'power of the bull'." The big fat man's interest was piqued. I have never heard of a ring that combines magic and spells. But this magic blessing seems to be a little low, what is its use? "
The little fat man said with a mysterious face: "This ring is used to conquer, but it is not an enemy, but a woman! This restoration technique can slowly restore a person's energy. This... Hehe, you naturally know the effect. And I don’t need to tell you about the power of a wild bull. Your Excellency is proficient in magic, so it won’t be a problem to activate this ring. When the time comes, no one will notice it, and it won’t take long. Are you still afraid that you won’t be able to overwhelm the flowers?”
As expected, the big fat man was able to show it off with just one click. Hearing this, he was surprised and happy, and slapped the little fat man hard, almost knocking him over. Okay! I knew your place really had good things! Hahaha, wonderful! It really is wonderful!" These words were so loud that everyone in the hall looked at them.
The big fat man saw that the situation was not good, and thought that no one should know about this treasure and let others snatch it away. He immediately lowered his voice, lowered his body, and started chirping in the little fat man's ear. The little fat man looked embarrassed..." The big fat man immediately covered the little fat man's mouth and looked around vigilantly. Everyone in the hall on the first floor looked as usual, watching each other, but their ears were licking desperately.
Accompanying the Marquis of Abbiati is Franco. Franco has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a rare black shawl hanging down his hair, and his movements are elegant and generous. The old man and the young man were talking about real art. All major schools and famous artists throughout the ages could not escape their guidance and comments. Franco had a unique perspective and remained calm while talking, but the undercurrent of flattery was already rolling in, sending him one after another. The Marquis of Abbiati felt relaxed and happy, and hated that Franco had not been born ten years earlier, otherwise he would have had a true confidant.
Seeing how mysterious the fat man was, the Marquis of Abbiati immediately grabbed Franco and started discussing in a low voice. Franco replied like this, and the Marquis looked as usual, but the corners of his eyes twitched a few times. Franco whispered: "This ring is extremely difficult to make. Only one person in the shop can make it, and it takes a month to make one. The materials are also extremely precious, and the shop only has a few of them. One piece is not enough..." The Marquis immediately interrupted the information. Don't worry. My family has been passed down from generation to generation, and there are many magic materials. Whatever you want to use, just ask. I don't ask about the price, but no matter what, I will get the ring in twenty days!" Franco was extremely embarrassed and only agreed to do his best.
After finally seeing off the fat and thin distinguished guests, everyone in the hall immediately gathered around and grabbed Rogge and others to ask endless questions. Just now, everyone had already tried their best to ask the maids, but what could those young girls find out? Franco was calm and said slowly: "It is inconvenient to disclose such things. The main reason is that the materials are rare and the production is extremely difficult. But if you have a tael of fine gold or a top-quality fire diamond, the shop is also willing to help you. Custom-made, of course, the price is negotiable." Everyone was already talking about it after hearing one tael of fine gold, but when they heard the words "the best fire diamond", they were speechless. This fine gold is randomly produced along with various mineral deposits, and its output is extremely rare. It is used as a magic material, and its effect is better than magic silver. It is a must-have for high-grade magic equipment. The price is a hundred times that of gold of equal weight. As for the best fire diamonds, they refer to diamonds that are bright red and rich in fire magic power. There are not many fire diamonds used in magic equipment, but high-quality fire diamonds are the best jewelry because their red color is like flames, flickering on and off, and even glowing at night.
A few noble scum and profiteers tried their best to win over these distinguished guests. It is actually no accident that this War God's Hammer can have such an effect when it is opened for the first time. A few scoundrels had skilfully plundered all kinds of precious materials from adventurers for more than a year, and these magical equipment were used to a great extent. Ofiloch's 100,000 gold coins have been spent and only a few thousand are left. With the taste of Franco in the front and the taste of Fog in the back, coupled with the piles of gold coins, Hammer of War has since established its status as a top aristocratic store.
There was a sudden noise at the door, but two waiters were thrown in with bruises and bruises. Everyone in the hall quickly looked towards the door, only to see seven or eight well-dressed men walking in arrogantly. At a glance, they could tell they were some local gangsters. These big men came in, smiled to each other, and said to everyone in the hall: "We are the people of Boss Feilong. I came here this time because I can't stand someone using fake and inferior products to defraud everyone of your money. I can't wait." But I want to do justice for heaven!"
Rogge and others only felt angry and funny, and at the same time secretly frightened. The scum have gone back and forth between life and death several times. At this moment, they are all scheming and ruthless people. How can these market gangsters be taken seriously? It's just that this War God's Hammer opened on Fifth Avenue. Anyone who is well-informed should know that there must be powerful people behind the scenes. These gangsters dare to be so arrogant. It can only be said that they have some support, but they don't know who this Feilong boss is. figure.
Everyone in the hall became much quieter after hearing the words Feilong Boss. It's just that everyone has a certain status and is not afraid of getting into trouble, so no one left, but they just pretended to be watching the fun.
At this time, some of the big men took out their swords and waved them wildly; some sat down and munched fruits, and some even chased the girls in the hall.
Kate, who had been sitting silently in the corner of the hall, stood up and shouted: "Where did you come from, you are running wild here? Didn't your adults discipline you properly?" As he spoke, he stepped forward and touched his hand. He picked up a big man, waved his hand and slapped him across the face. Where the fighting spirit had escaped, the big man fluttered outside the door like a kite with its string cut off, and some blood from his front teeth and nose fell in the air.
The big man stood up twice and resisted a move before he was slapped out. Just as he was about to fly out the door, a big hand reached through the door and easily picked up the big man and placed him on the ground. A hoarse voice sounded: "These children are lacking discipline, but they are not easy to work with. Please do something about it!"
Rogge and others looked at each other, leaving Kate alone in the hall and went back to put on her equipment.
Since the current situation in the world is already undercurrent and turbulent, what should come will come sooner or later. It’s just that it came extra early this year. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)