I'm the king of the roll at Hogwarts

Chapter 169 Duke of Meowlington

In Louis' eyes, his two girlfriends' obsession with diamonds did not surprise him at all.

Some people say that women and dragons are the same species, both have a unique pursuit of shiny things. This is true.

Looking at Catherine's sparkling eyes, a scumbag like Louis was secretly wondering in his heart whether he was too harsh on his woman in normal times. How could a few diamonds make her become like this?

"So you have it too, right?" Louise's words drew the two women's attention from Chromie to Christasza.

"No... I'm not interested in shiny things." Christrasza swallowed hard and denied it quickly.

Are you kidding? If I admit this, I will probably be eaten alive by the two mistresses.

Besides, she really doesn’t have a hobby of collecting diamonds...her hobby has always been to sleep after dinner.

Seeing that the dragon was about to die, Chromie quickly explained: "Okay, don't blame her. Only bronze dragons have collecting habits. After all, you can't expect red dragons to fish something out of the timeline, right?"

"But... speaking of which." Louis looked down at Chromie: "Are we really not in a hurry to leave, or should we continue to discuss the matter of diamonds for a while?"

"Oh, sorry." Chromie quickly shook his short arms and raised a handful of sand in the air like a shaman.

The raised sand of time dissipated in the air, creating ripples. After flickering for a while, a portal appeared in front of everyone.

"Come in," Chrome read, emotionlessly.

The air in 1815 was much fresher than in later generations. Although people of that era did not pay much attention to environmental protection, we were in the first industrial revolution...but the pollution was not as serious as during the second industrial revolution.

Just like the song "We Hope Old Emperor William Comes Back" goes, grandma said that when she was young, she could drink the water of the Elbe River directly without getting sick. In this era, at least the sky is blue, the mountains are green, and the water is clear, except for the sky and the Thames in London.

Courtesy Thames: You?
Louis looked around but didn't see any garrison anywhere. There were lush woods all around, with only a few cats of different colors occasionally flashing through the woods.

——It’s really strange, why are there so many cats in Belgium now?

"Brussels is in the distance, Louis." Chromie's voice sounded behind him, and he coughed twice and continued, "Strange, why does it feel like the timeline is right, but also a little skewed?"

"So is it crooked or not?" Louis looked at Chromie with a bad face as he took out his pocket watch and carefully compared the timeline.

"It seems... there's a little problem, but not big." Chromie coughed twice again, and suddenly his expression changed. Before Louis could ask what was going on, his whole body suddenly hung in the air, spinning back and forth, rolling forward and backflipping, which was very funny.

"What's wrong with you? What's that look?" Louis looked at Chromie, who was still juggling like a circus performer, and asked with concern, "It's quite unique..."

"There are... time and space turbulences interfering with me, stop them quickly!" Chromie shouted in a shrill voice, looking extremely panicked, his two little hands grabbing around randomly, trying to find balance, but to no avail.

At the same time, two pale golden Wheel of Time halos appeared around Chromie's body, rotating around her continuously.

"What should I do?" Louis was not in a hurry, after all, he was not the one being hung.

A pale yellow hourglass emerged from Chromie's body and fell to the ground with a plop.

At this time, Chromie seemed to have been completely blocked by the turbulence of time and space. He shook his head and couldn't utter a word.

"How should this thing be used, Chris?" Louise turned to look at Christasa.

"Try it on her." Kristrasza didn't dare to say that she didn't know how to use it, but just gave an ambiguous suggestion.

Louis picked up the hourglass that was still timing and pointed it at Chromie. It worked as expected. The wheel of time turned into circles of ripples and dissipated into nothingness.

Chromie lost his restraints, fell from mid-air, and sat on the ground with his butt.

The feeling was really sour and Chromie grimaced for a long time before he could barely get over the discomfort.

"What happened just now?" Catherine asked with concern. As soon as she came in, she saw Chromie performing acrobatics by himself, which was really confusing.

"It's just time and space turbulence, it's no big deal." Chromie looked quite open-minded, as if it was no big deal.

She looked at Louis and stretched out her little hand. Louis did not covet her treasure and returned the hourglass to her little hand.

"Let's go to Brussels together." Chromie put the hourglass back into his arms and suggested to everyone.

Along the way, the group always felt that something was wrong, but strangely they didn't know what the problem was. After walking along the dense forest for a while, the road suddenly became clear, and Louis finally knew what was wrong.

There were too many cats. All along the way, there were all kinds of cats running around in the dense forest. Now, what appeared in front of them was still a group of cats - yes, it was really a group, and they were cats wearing British military uniforms of the early nineteenth century.

It is the red and white military uniforms called lobster soldiers, with black wide-brimmed hats. The cats in front of us are dressed like this. Some of them walk upright and carry guns, while others lie on the ground to transport goods. It is obvious that these cats are very good at walking upright, while they also remember their original intentions and have not forgotten the skills of their ancestors (maybe their ancestors?).

For a cat lover, this is absolute heaven on earth.

But Louis only liked cats in general. He turned his head and looked at Chromie: "What's the matter with these cats? I don't remember any records in history of Britain domesticating cats and incorporating them into the army?"

"Well... maybe there is indeed a big error in time and space, otherwise I wouldn't have been so strongly rejected when I brought you here." Chromie said awkwardly: "This should be a cat world. The rulers of the world are not humans, but cats... To put it simply, all historical figures have been replaced by cats. It is very likely that the Duke of Wellington we want to protect is also a cat..."

Six periods appeared in Louis's head.

What the hell? Say it again?
He was a little bit skeptical, but everything in front of him told him that what Chromie said might be true. After all, in real life, what kind of cat would run around with a gun?

Soon, the cats discovered them. A group of cats wearing lobster military uniforms came over with guns in hand. The bayonets on the tips were shining, looking cold and scary.

You may get a transparent hole after poking it.

"You! What are you doing, meow!" The one-eyed orange cat, who looked like an officer in the lead, pointed his command knife at them with a stern face and a very stern tone, but the "meow" at the end of the sentence really ruined the atmosphere. It felt a bit like a malicious act of cuteness.

"We are special envoys from His Majesty the King and the Cabinet, seeking an audience with His Excellency the Duke of Wellington." Louis lied.

It was obvious that the team in front of him would not believe it. Without even thinking, they shouted, "You are completely bald without any hair on your body, and you want to pretend to be the King's envoy? You didn't even tell me the fief of His Excellency the Duke of Meowlington!"

Louis twitched his lips. What Meowlington? I...

Seeing that the cat in front of him was unconvinced, Louis took out the Crown of St. Edward and put it on his head.

"This is a token given to me by His Majesty the King."

The young officer was obviously an expert at identifying treasures. As a loyal minister who had followed Charles II to the throne, his family had many legends about the royal treasures. He recognized the St. Edward's Crown at first sight, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Wait a moment here, I'll go and inform His Excellency the Duke."

"Okay meow." Louis was misled and subconsciously learned the meow man's habit of speaking.

The team leader left, leaving several subordinates still holding their guns and watching them. Catherine leaned close to Louis' ear and whispered, "Little Deer, I really like your meow just now."

"Why don't you meow for me?" Louis backhanded.

"Meow~" The senior sister's voice was itchy and soft, just like a kitten's paw, scratching Louis' heart.

"Go home and try the cat ears, don't refuse." Louis pinched Catherine's waist inconspicuously.

After a while, the captain who entered brought out the Duke's adjutant. The adjutant carefully looked at them and saw that none of them had any weapons - mainly because the clothes they wore were not thick enough to hide any weapons - so he said, "The Duke wants you to come with me."

Wellington... No, it's the Duke of Meowlington's temporary residence. It's quite luxurious, maybe it's because of the coach's personality. Teams of busy cat soldiers shuttled back and forth, and cats in messenger clothes kept going in and out. Louis even saw a group of cat servants grunting and carrying fish that were much bigger than their bodies and running around. It was unclear whether they were slacking off or doing something else.

After entering the Marshal's Mansion and passing through several rooms, the group was brought to the Duke of Mewlington's office.

The Duke of Mewlington is a long-haired Maine Coon cat, who looks very handsome at first glance. He sits on a chair and flips through documents just like a human, but it doesn't look very hygienic. He puts his hand in his mouth and licks it twice before turning the papers. If the enemy sees him, they might poison the documents.

That would really be a permanent solution.

Seeing Louis and the others coming in, Duke Meowlington raised his head and looked at them, especially Louis who was in the front, with scrutiny. After a while, he nodded and said, "Hello, meow, hairless... um, what should I call you, meow?"

Meowlington's speaking habits are different from that of the captain. The word "meow" is obviously a bit incongruous, but he sounds so majestic when he says it. Maybe this is his temperament.

"Human," Louis replied.

"Well, humans." Duke Meowlington nodded. "I have never heard of or seen the human race. You are from..."

"From the far east." What Louis said was true. In fact, his soul was an oriental.

At the very least, Ye Ziyan is a genuine Oriental.

"So this is what the East is like, meow? There really is so much to see in this world..." Duke Meowlington said with emotion, "Would it be convenient for me to see the King's token?"

Louis nodded and arranged the three British treasures in order.

"Hmm..." Duke Mewlington stepped forward and just picked up the Royal Orb when ripples of time and space suddenly appeared in the air.

"Be careful!" Chromie shouted quickly.

"Danger!" Louis hurried over to take away the three national treasures and protected the Duke of Mewlington behind him.

After all, the Duke of Mewlington was a battle-hardened general, and it was his basic professional ethics to remain calm even when faced with a huge crisis. He was stunned for only a moment before he reacted and quickly retreated behind his desk.

At present, it is still unclear where Louis and his group came from, and he doesn't know how to treat them now, so the best way is to keep a distance and call the guards.

"Guard! Guard!"

But there was no reaction, not even a response.

"You have been pulled into the turbulence of time and space, sir." Without even turning his head, Louis looked at the ripples of time and space in front of him with a serious expression.

Under the fearful gaze of Duke Meowlington, five black giants, almost three meters tall, walked out of the ripples, their heads almost touching the ceiling. These dragon men were covered with black scales, but their limbs and bellies were abnormally pale and slightly reflective, and they did not look like good guys at first glance.

Their heads looked like giant lizards, with a long tail with barbed spikes behind them, and each of them held a huge weapon in his hand. Duke Mewlington had no doubt that these five weirdos could overturn his mansion without any effort.

"He...what are they?" Meowlington sat down on the chair with weak legs.

"It's the Eternal Dragon, sir," Louis replied.

As soon as the Eternal Dragons appeared, they stared at Chromie. The leader was obviously more muscular than the others. It stared at Chromie with its vertical pupils and laughed hissingly: "Chromie, it turns out to be you, a stink bug..."

"You are the bugs! M'dlis!"

Even though Chromie is old and has lived for tens of thousands of years, his mouth is very stupid. It may be due to his talent. When others insult him, he can only fight back with "You are the one who talks nonsense", which is a bit like the quarrel between elementary school students.

I was really afraid that she would say something that would backfire.

Mdlis laughed, and after a while, he pointed the giant axe in his hand at Louis and the other four: "You brought these mortals here just to... bury Wellington?"

(End of this chapter)