Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 135 Waste
The people of Franchite have heard enough about the legend of de Treville itself. The former captain of the musketeers, the one-armed musketeer full of revenge, is now nothing but a paralyzed cripple. That's all.

De Treville couldn't even clench his fists, he couldn't hold a knife and fork, he couldn't remake his pizza armor, and he had enough of the days when he had to have a maid help him every day.

He had already figured it out, if Ivan couldn't cure himself, he would beg the other party to give him a bottle of neat poison.

As if he had died on the battlefield.

De Treville's eyes became serious.

It seemed that they sensed that the atmosphere was not very good, and the put-down people photographed by the senior rebels temporarily went to other places.

They are only responsible for transporting de Treville here, not for his daily life.

Ivan did a check for him.

Before the inspection was over, de Treville was impatient.

He quickly asked: "How, can I move again?"

According to the current state, let alone moving, it is impossible to even move a finger.

Ivan raised his head and shook his head slightly at him.

A look of despair fell on Colonel de Treville's face in an instant. His thin chin had the shape of a skeleton, and his skin was extremely pale.

Don Serra, who was waiting at the scene beside him, couldn't bear to stop. It would be a great tragedy for a soldier to be bedridden.

"If I knew this earlier, I might as well be dead."

His expression was abnormally distorted, and the veins on his forehead became extremely obvious.

Once the sparkle in the eye fades, it is very difficult to rekindle it.

Seeing his emotional collapse, Ivan quickly comforted him: "I can't guarantee that I will make you stand up, but there may be a chance of survival, but the price is very high."

"Whatever the price, I'm willing to accept it."

"Even turning into a monster?"

"This this."

De Treville was startled, but quickly made up his mind.

"Even if I become a monster, I want to recover my health."

Seeing that the other party was so determined, Ivan sighed. De Treville had restrained Mazarin for himself in the war, so he couldn't ignore it.

But if you really want to do it, it will be very risky.

Because [symbiotic bacteria] has been fused with his right arm musket.

It is also that hangs de Treville's life.

Without [Symbiont Bacteria], de Treville would have died the moment he fell.

However, this kind of living body does not use the mother as the main parasite, it takes the metal creation as the object of symbiosis, it is just that de Treville happened to be in a special state at that time and [symbiotic bacteria] fused part of the limbs.

In fact, the most normal parasitism should be like the steel bird.

"Chirp."

Ivan could only experiment with death row prisoners as many times as possible. He couldn't bear to see this outstanding soldier commit suicide.

"At that time, you can come back to Luzpitburg with me. The experimental equipment in my place is more sufficient and I will be more confident."

"Ok."

De Treville finally got a satisfactory reply, which also gave him the belief to live.

Probably because he was afraid that these comrades would continue to look at him with abnormal eyes, de Treville called others to take his own back.

Ivan didn't go out to see him off, but just waved his hand from a distance.

The colonel did not reply, but his eyes became much firmer. As long as some people have faith, they will never be defeated.

Compared with the miserable fate of de Treville, the Count Mirabeau was about to be proud.

First of all, Count Mirabeau, who was already a member of the National Salvation Committee, was very close to the Duke of Orleans. Because Ivan himself did not attend the wedding, Count Mirabeau became the brightest star at the wedding.

There are men and women who flatter and flatter everywhere.

Passionate first class, ugly first class, they poised their heads like peacocks waiting to be favored.

Of course, men stick their ass in the minority.

The first dance of the wedding has not yet started, and there are already many wives who are ogling.

In many cases, you have to sort by seat.

Meet them in the living room.

No one could have imagined that these well-known aristocrats could go to this point for the sake of family rights. The wives and daughters of the earls, viscounts, and marquises all came. They were like a small glass of red wine before lighting a cigar. Send in his arms.

Some of the rebels who were with Count Mirabeau were not quite used to it.

However, Earl Mirabeau has already set his hands on it, and he began to instill fallacies: "My suggestion is to sleep when you should. Since others put all the meat in front of you, as long as you can afford the price, it is okay to indulge and steal it." of."

"But what if I can't afford the price?"

"If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, and I didn't take the initiative."

Count Mirabeau rubbed his stomach: "And since they are all willing to do this, they must have calculated it. If you retreat, it will be easy to be looked down upon."

"Hey hey hey."

He smirked: "What these people are looking for is nothing more than some official positions, probation, etc. These things are not very important. As long as the important official positions are all our own people, then these guys will keep sending them. benefit."

It can only be said that when a person starts to be shameless, then that is when he embarks on the road of invincibility.

For several days in a row, Count Mirabeau gained a lot of weight.

Moreover, he has been sought after by Mrs. Bam City again and again, and has become the object of talking about in the streets and alleys of the residents. What is shocking is that he is not ashamed, but proud of himself.

His style soon attracted a large number of aristocrats with similar styles.

In a sense, Mirabeau's influence has sunk from the Rebel Army to the corrupt nobles of other factions. Although the lace news made his reputation less good, it also made him famous.

For a long time, people only knew that Mirabeau and Ivan were members of the National Salvation Committee.

without knowing about others.

This is undoubtedly very scary.

Knowing Count Mirabeau's character, the Duke of Orléans specially left a small living room and arranged for it to take care of it, so as to prevent his son's wedding from being spoiled by his unabashed style.

For the newlyweds, the appearance of Count Mirabeau at the wedding should not be a good omen.

But he can bring some other benefits.

At least he was the source of many of the Carolingian ornaments at the Orleans wedding.

At the same time, Mirabeau and the Duke of Orleans are even negotiating to exempt a certain amount of their back-end taxes and the transfer of part of the central rights, while the Duke of Orleans wants to completely open up the army under his hands, and he will withdraw completely within three years. net.

Tax issues can create financial problems.

But the military system was what Mirabeau wanted to keep a firm grip on.

He wanted to stabilize this hard-won victory as much as possible before something happened.

Especially after King Charles fainted a series of coquettish operations, he didn't have tens of thousands of troops in his hand, he felt that he could easily be killed by the king.

Aristocratic claims are private.

They are generally not very united.

And like the big local system, people like Blanche, Orleans and others want to win over.

Mirabeau would rather waste a part of the taxation, but also transfer the military system to his hands smoothly. At the same time, because he knew the military expenditure, he decided not to abolish the tax rate of Mazarin's previous reform for the time being.

It's just that in order to show his tolerance, he will lower the tax rate.

(End of this chapter)