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 The king and his party were finally able to reunite with Cardinal Mazarin and his party in the afternoon of the following day at Versailles, a town of forests, hills and swamps, about four leagues from Paris. At first Henry IV built a fake Renaissance castle while hunting here, a chapel, some houses and inns - then people gathered here and formed a few small villages, but still only one can be The galloping road.
 Even though this desolate palace has been expanded by Louis XIII, the number of rooms is still lackluster. The king, the queen mother, the king's younger brother, the cardinal and the royal guards crowded the entire second floor, while the ground floor was originally used as a stable. , arsenal and furniture storage room became the bedroom of the less important people.
 Even the king had to share the room with the cardinal, but the king didn't care. He sat in a chair, and the cardinal went over and poured him a glass of warmed wine. "It's a pity that there is no honey, Your Majesty." He Say, "But drink it, and warm up."
 The king took the glass, but had no desire to drink, he felt that he needed to sober up.
 "You look very preoccupied," said Bishop Mazarin sympathetically, as he sat down in front of the king, a handsome and handsome man with a Louis XIII style (a combination of a mustache and a goatee) ) beard and long curly brown hair, his face is fair, and his crimson robes add a bit of majesty and sacredness to him.
 "We met werewolves."
 "Oh, Your Majesty, yes," the cardinal frowned. "Werewolves, a group of devils from Serbia, yes, we must pursue this matter."
 "You know werewolves?" asked the king in surprise.
 "I don't think werewolves are uncommon." The bishop raised his eyebrows suspiciously. Although the king has not yet been in touch with government affairs, there will never be a shortage of gossip in the court.
 "But that's just a legend...I mean, fictional, fake, just like..." Louis wanted to talk about fairy tales, but he wasn't sure if there was a "fairy tale" genre at this time. After all, at this time, the concept of children was still Very vague, people see children as either "animals" or adults: "In short, something that doesn't exist in reality."
 "Why do you think so, Your Majesty." The bishop paused for a moment, then showed a look of inquiry: "Who made you think like this?"
 Louis realized that he had made a mistake, of course, if he was really just Louis XIV, a boy born in the seventeenth century, even if he was destined to be king of France, he would not have one who accepted it hundreds of years later. The rational cognition that an adult who has been educated in materialism for decades will only think that gods, devils, heaven and hell exist like other people, and the werewolf is no exception.
 Although the only materialist in the seventeenth century, he does not know how long his rational cognition can last without collapsing. "I'd never seen a werewolf before—until one was only a foot away from me."
 "This is my negligence," said the cardinal, "but, Your Majesty, according to people's opinions, you are still young." In fact, neither the Queen Mother nor Mazarin allowed him to come into contact with the outside world too early. In terms of political affairs, they were quite indulgent to him, and they almost didn't tell him, go, go, have fun, let the adults do those annoying things.
 Although once an adult, Louis never cared about it. He was put on the throne by his mother when he was a five-year-old child. As others have criticized, the power of France was seized by Cardinal Richelieu before 1642. After Richelieu's death, he took his place. The country was run by his mother and Richelieu's heir, Mazarin. But he has no ill feelings towards the Queen Mother and Bishop Mazarin. He has transcended the thinking of infants, children and teenagers, and he is very clear that what he needs most now is to understand and become familiar with this strange and dangerous world. Although Mazaran and the Queen Mother are very fond of power, but without them, the hyenas surrounding the young king and his younger brother would have been torn apart. When someone is willing to shelter you from the wind and rain, don't complain that he forgot give you sunshine.
 Likewise, Bishop Mazarin is not worried about the king's peculiar knowledge. The only thing he has to be sure is whether someone is saying something dangerous in the ear of the young ruler to affect his mind, but if it is the king himself thought—he was quite happy. After all, in this day and age, most people are idiots who can't or don't want to think. Of course, if it's a farmer, a businessman, or even an earl, it doesn't matter. There are many more such people, at least the priests who preach the scriptures can spend less speech and brains. But a king, especially the one who was supported and loyal to Bishop Mazarin, would rather accept the ending of being coldly treated and exiled than work with a big fool who doesn't know how to think and judge.
 "However." The cardinal's tone changed: "Since this kind of thing has happened today, I must let you participate in a new course in advance, Your Majesty, I didn't want you to contact you so early. To another world, unfortunately our enemies don't think so," he sighed.
 The king thought about it, he had a lot of questions, but tonight was obviously not a good time to ask, "You said before that these werewolves are from Serbia."
 "Werewolves have their own characteristics," explained the bishop. "The priests peeled off their skins, burned them, and their corpses changed from wolves to human-like, Bohemian or Serbian wolves. They also have richer fur than the werewolves in Poland, Hungary and Mordovia. Only Russian werewolves can match them, but most of the fur of Russian werewolves are silver-gray, thick and luster. And only a werewolf in Bohemia or Serbia would have it."
 "So the Turks were responsible for this assassination?"
 "It's hard to say," said Bishop Mazarin. "Maybe English, Austrian, Spaniard, maybe French."
 "It's not news." Louis frowned in distress. Bourbon had many enemies, both inside and outside of France-because of this depressing answer, the room fell into a brief silence until the wine was cold. Now, the king raised a finger, "Last question... Marie Mancini."
 Mazarin looked at the king gently: "She is my niece," and then he said: "And a witch."
 Although he was already prepared, the king couldn't help but shouted in a low voice: "Witch! A witch! Mr. Bishop, Innocent VIII only issued an encyclical against witches in 1484!"
 Mazaran spread his hands: "It seems that your history teacher is quite conscientious, Your Majesty, that lord really hates wizards." He added kindly, "But the more convincing reason is that the Holy See and the kings at that time. It's a little bit financially tight."
 "Yes," he continued: "This is not something that can be discussed publicly. Your Majesty, many people think that our relationship with wizards is like fire and water, but there are always some secrets in the history books of the Holy See that cannot be seen by unrelated people. For a long time, I don't know how to describe our struggle with these infidels other than war. But you can't just call it a war... We really are each other mortal enemy, but sometimes, even the devil, we must join hands and dance with him...especially... (here, he takes another meaningful look at the king), when we must face some great together In a crisis, people who have not been through and in contact will never be able to imagine how intense and complex the situation between the three will be.”
 He looked at the fire in the fireplace and said, "A wise man will know that he needs both angels and devils, while a foolish man will not let him see how powerful the devil is, he will throw the angels aside together with him. Go, sometimes we are helpless, but that's the reality."
 "But...she's your niece, that is, your sister...no, don't tell me you're a wizard too."
 "The power of wizards can be said to be deeply rooted in Italy, but my family is only mortal, no no no, Your Majesty, the Holy See has not fallen to this point." Mazaran said with a smile: "It is my sister's husband, people think he is just a A wealthy businessman, in fact, he came from an ancient wizarding family, and in the wizarding world, his family is both powerful and powerful, and I must admit, I am also greatly benefited..." He stood up, Lighting the fire in the fireplace for the king: "Mary had to leave her parents and come to me for some reason, but I promise she's trustworthy, and I'm sure she's proven that too, hasn't she?"
 Louis nodded, he had mistakenly thought that Bishop Mazarin was to protect his niece and let her ride with the king and queen dowager. In fact, it was just the opposite, or to be more precise, it was just one of the reasons: "You expected us Will you be sniped by werewolves?"
 "At first I wasn't sure, we had a set rule, and that is—although there are bishops and wizards in every court, in general, extraordinary powers don't show up in worldly battles. But when I discovered Paris When all the werewolves in the suburbs suddenly disappeared..." Bishop Mazarin stared at the flames: "The werewolves are all strongly exclusive, and foreign werewolves will be hated and expelled, but if the outsiders are stronger or have helpers When the time comes, then the native race will be wiped out." He made a terrible gesture: "They have crossed the line, Your Majesty, I have to let you know at an inappropriate time that some things should not be allowed to you for the time being. I suspect it's going to get worse in the future - so I hate unruly people."
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 Obviously, Mr. Cardinal thought that this conversation of only ten minutes was enough for the young king. After all, the amount of information contained in it was so rich that it could drive an ordinary person crazy. He left, and Louis had completely lost sleep. Compared to his tired body, his spirit was as active as morphine.
 What's worse than finding out you're Louis XIV while you're still a baby?
 Of course there is, for example, it's still a magic version.
 But that's life.
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 Okay, it’s really just a bunch of slippery leaders and their deceptive emperor having a fun time saving the world everyday.
 An unmotivated otaku is transformed into the Emperor of an ancient intergalactic magic sci-fi empire, and with the aura of a stay-at-home dad, he is similar to an uncle who adopts an army of lolis. This is the hilarious story of an otaku and his freeloading army that appeared out of nowhere. Once again, this is a super serious story. This is a super-ultra-serious sci-fi story.
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 Long spears like a storm cut through the sky, followed by the undead and wolves. 
 The distant bells and the cold death follow each other like shadows. 
 Did you hear the bells that night? It is announcing your death. 
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 A church composed of heretics such as witches, sorceresses, vampires, and undead. 
 An incompetent god who can only act cool in dreams. 
 A bitter male protagonist who is both a god, a pope, and a believer. 
 The story begins with a summoning ceremony. Cthulhu + steampunk. 
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 Daniel a handsome genius boy reincarnated in a novel world called The Strongest Magic Emperor.
 But not as a protagonist nor as a side-character but as the true antagonist
 a cruel and handsome talented genius boy who controlled and overlooked world and many races .
 but there was a problem--actually a very big problem , how should he survive and win against the heaven-blessed child who known as the protagonist ?
 He was smart , had heaven-defying talent and even terrfying background but could this things stop the heaven-blessed child who has the help of the long river of fate and even heaven-defying protagonist halo ? Of course the answer is a big no
 When he was in a desperate situation and looking for a way to escape from his fate
 [Ding .. system activated]
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 And at the same time he embraces beauty
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 On the distant Tianxiu Planet, there exists a group of unusual and intelligent beings. They consist of neither children nor elders. They have neither birth nor real death. They are born into the world through an extremely special process and have managed to keep their fundamental memories of survival through their endless reincarnations.
 They are the Tianxiu people.
 For every Tianxiu person, if they find someone they like and want to bind as partners with each other — then they would have to go through a life or death Adult Ceremony. The winner of the ceremony will become the absolute dominant in this spousal relationship.
 While the defeated one will be referred to as — Qizi.
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 [The genius fights for hegemony and promotes it]
 Su Yang transmigrate the fantasy world and become the Immortal Domain's Divine Child of the Su Family.
 At the beginning, he was tall, rich and handsome.
 Possessing the Sacred Body of the Sun, it has surpassed all the contemporary geniuses of Immortal Domain.
 Unfortunately, Immortal Domain's luck was withering at that time and it was not suitable for Taoism.
 Therefore, he was sealed by the Su family and put to sleep in the immortal source.
 Countless years later.
 Su Yang was awakened by Su Daoyi, the grandfather of the Immortal King, and awakened the big scene system.
 As long as you experience big scenes and shock others, you can become stronger.
 Until the dark turmoil breaks out.
 Su Yang: "With my strength, I can just kill the source of darkness directly, so there is no need to be arbitrary for eternity!"
 Empress: "With a thought, flowers bloom, and I rule the world. Su Yang, I don't want to become an immortal, I just want to wait for your return."
 Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit: "Brother Taoist Su Yang, I am willing to accompany you invincibly through the ages, looking back to eternity, and to eternity."
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 Chen Shiping, a Qi training monk from the Foundation Establishment family, is struggling in the world of cultivating immortals
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 Mike looked at the white marble tomb in front of him and stroked the elder wand in his hand. After a while, Mike raised his head expressionlessly and said, "Let's begin!" A group of wizards stood neatly behind Mike. They were all wearing white robes. They all looked excited when they heard Mike's order. He began to release phantom and disappeared into twisted figures. Mike was left standing alone in front of Dumbledore's grave, stroking the elder wand in his hand. "You know, how can a mudblood like me succeed without doing some evil things? All for the greater good." 
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 Reborn as a Great Primordial, Su Heng became an acquired spiritual bamboo, with shallow heels and weak Taoism, and just happened to meet the Six Sages to prove the Dao and recruit disciples.
 He knew that in this world, being a teacher of Saint and having a great teacher as his backer was the greatest opportunity in the Great Primordial.
 However, The Grand Pure One does nothing, and accepting apprentices only values ​​fate.
 Yuanshi pays attention to following his feet, and what he pays attention to when accepting apprentices is the root and the seedling red.
 Tongtian is unruly, his disciples are murderous, fierce and aggressive, and will be baptized by the Investiture of the Gods catastrophe in the future, and the disciples of School of Interception are destined to become victims of Tribulation of Reckoning.
 What's more, Su Heng, as a creature from the West, would instinctively be rejected by the East.
 Only Western Buddhism, Zhǔntí and Jie Yin are the only winners during the period of Investment of the Gods.
 In the future, during the period of great prosperity of Western Buddhism, there will be a day in the future when one will become a Buddha and become a patriarch.
 Therefore, Su Heng went through untold hardships and finally became a disciple of Jie Yin Saint. Since then, there has been a third Buddha in the West, and the prosperity of Buddhism began with him.
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 “I can’t believe my eyes. The ice lord actually kissed a man. God, help me!”
 “I’m surprised that the son of the Bai family is actually the ugly and stupid second young miss!”
 Who was it who melted the ice lord’s exterior and caused the awakening of his hidden gentle side?
 She is black-bellied and crafty. She would never consider herself a good person, and would not go out of her way to provoke other people. But, once she is provoked, she will pay it back 1000-fold, showing no mercy.
 He is cold and detached, elegant, magnanimous, and known as the ice lord, a heartless gentleman.
 Will sparks fly when the iceberg collides with a black-belly? Is it hopeless, or will there be excitement?
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 Locke, an ordinary middle school student from Philadelphia, traveled to a world of sword and magic and became a small lord.
 However, his territory was barren and narrow, and the leading people were poor and weak. Around him, there were ferocious brigands, terrifying dragons, and powerful enemies.
 At this critical moment, Locke had awakened the ability to summon the gods!
 At his summon, the powerful and mysterious strength came to this world one after another!
 Athena, the beautiful and intelligent war goddess!
 Venus, the goddess of love!
 There was also Hades in charge of the nether world, and the cunning god of tricks Loki!
 Countless gods and their heroes followed Locke to fight. They built their own territory and made it a sacred place that everyone yearned for in the world. They also made Locke the greatest ruler of the world!
 Magic dragon, phoenix... The powerful and mysterious magical beast became Locke's ride!
 The burly giant, the beautiful elf, and countless mysterious creatures had become members of Locke's group.
 There were also countless mages and knights who were loyal to Locke and became his spears and shields!
 And charming Venus, youthful Daphne, cold Medusa and enchanting Pandora...
 Their styles were different, but each of them was beautiful and charming. Locke also showed his powerful strength on another battlefield, which made these goddesses and female demons shout, "Slow fuck."
 This made Locke the prince charming of countless girls.
 However, Venus, Daphne, Medusa, Pandora and other goddesses and female demons held Locke tightly and shouted, "Locke belongs to me!"
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