"The Pope will go to Blaise in person to coronate ferry III." The Duke of Buckingham handed the letter to the king.

    The king frowned.

    The letter was sent back by Legrand''s overseas secret letter in Blaise, and the king quickly scanned it.

    Coronation, baptism.

    Before that, it had been a haze over the rose royal family.

    The Duke of Buckingham unconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the black tower.

    More than ten years ago, that dark night seemed to appear in front of him again: Queen Eleanor, who was about to give birth, William III, who was unable to return from the battlefield. The palace guard on the surface was the cavalry led by the dead count Walter, but in fact, the real guard was the power in the shadow of the rose family led by the Duke of Buckingham.

    That night, the noble''s messenger candle lit a thin river outside the palace.

    The night was dark.

    With a sword lying on his knees, he sat in the darkness of the cold night guarding the prince who was to be born behind him. They are wagering on the life and death of the rose family. They had no other choice, and the Duke of Buckingham didn''t know if the gamble would succeed.

    The former Templar was behind him and whispered that the hell they were waiting for had entered the Queen''s bedroom.

    Hearing these words, Duke Buckingham''s hands holding the hilt of the sword tightened consciously, and the veins on the back of his hands were like dragon.

    If there is still a little hope, they will not choose to put such a heavy burden on the newborn. They sacrificed all the happy time a child should have, and put the king''s fate on his shoulder early.

    When the cry began, the Duke of Buckingham closed his eyes.

    From then on, the new crown prince was destined to bear everything - everything that they should have given him by hand. Can the young prince survive the long and tearing madness? Is he going to go completely crazy or as expected?

    They don''t know.

    So it''s a big bet.

    At that moment, the Duke of Buckingham felt like a coward.

    Elinor hated him and William III for so many years. They should be hated.

    "Why do you think the Pope coronated Ferri himself?" The king thought and asked the Duke of Buckingham.

    The Duke of Buckingham broke away from the memory of that night.

    He looked at the king: "maybe it''s for the Black Death I think the Holy See should have other powers. "

    "No, it should be more than that."

    The king shook his head slowly.

    He can fight against the black death with the help of the power of hell, so the holy court, who also has the mysterious power, is not at a loss for the black death. At least, according to the information from overseas spies, the sanctuary where the holy see is located has not yet broken out of the black death.

    Is it not infected, or is it something else?

    The king''s conjecture is that the Holy See has some way to save the people infected by the black death, but this method is either not easy to implement, or it is too expensive to promote. Otherwise, in the style of the Holy See, they should have taken advantage of the outbreak of the black death to raise people''s reverence for it again.

    Then, in that case, the Pope''s visit to Blaise to coronate Ferri III was definitely not just about the black death.

    Maybe

    The king linked the information that General John had brought back to him.

    "War."

    He whispered.

    The Duke of Buckingham looked at him suspiciously.

    "The Holy See has been preparing for a war. Now, I know what their goal is. " The king said slowly, "Blaise. They intend to - "

    " build a nation with religion. "

    A short sentence, as if thunder swept the sky and earth, in an instant tore the heavy fog, let people spy on the chilling truth.

    Dead silence in the study.

    There seems to be a clash of gold and iron in the air, which indicates that the stable political situation in the mainland for a long time will bring about drastic changes.

    "Blaise, the Vatican, Jianguo." The Duke of Buckingham slowly read out these three words. He breathed out a deep breath and understood what the Holy See''s series of plans were for over the years. "When the black death broke out, we chose to fight for the founding of the holy court, so that other countries could not easily intervene in it..."

    He and the king knew that once the Holy See succeeded in establishing a state directly under the control of theocracy, their enemies would be stronger than before.

    The king made a decision at once.

    He unfolded his new writing paper and wrote a top secret letter.

    This letter is to ferry III, the new king of Blaise, the arch enemy of Legrand.

    This is the stage of politics - there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

    The king signed his name, sealed it, looked up at the Duke of Buckingham and said, "is there anyone who can deliver it secretly to ferry III in time?"The Duke of Buckingham nodded.

    "It must be delivered to Ferri III before the coronation ceremony." The king delivered the letter to the Duke.

    "Yes, your majesty."

    Replied the Duke of Buckingham, pausing and asking.

    "Have you had a better headache recently?"

    The king looked at him and then picked up the next report: "much better."

    Two people tacit understanding to avoid a topic.

    The next report is also not good news. It''s not easy for the Duke of Buckingham to see the king''s look.

    "What''s the matter?"

    "Refugees."

    The king replied concisely.

    The black death broke out for some time. On the other side of the abyss Strait, Blaise was not the only country. It''s better for a country with a vast area like Blaise, but it''s bad for other small coastal countries. A whole country is even on the verge of extinction without war.

    In the context of such a catastrophe, Legrand, which has not been swept by the plague, has become a pure land in their eyes.

    The refugees fled from their hometown where the black death was rampant and struggled to overcome the current and storm on the abyss channel in winter. They wanted to escape to Legrand to avoid the disaster.

    Before that, the king''s order was to strictly refuse any refugees to enter, and all refugees near the waters of Legrand would be expelled by the Royal Navy. Anyone who tries to provide private relief to the refugees will be put on the guillotine with them.

    The king has been criticized for this order. The emotional poets have written many poems to satirize their king. I''m afraid that his heart is not stone that will never shed tears for any tragic story.

    But all this can''t stop the king''s cold blood.

    The Royal Fleet obeyed only his orders.

    However, this time the refugees were so different that chief officer Charles felt that he had to report to the king and let him make a decision.

    That''s a refugee from katani.

    The refugees included the king and queen of cartani, as well as a large number of nobles. This degree of refugee flight is no longer the nature of people''s spontaneous asylum seeking, but has risen to a political issue.

    The king bent his fingers and tapped on the table.

    The Duke of Buckingham made no noise to interfere with the king''s decision.

    "Expel them - civilians and nobles."

    The king made a choice.

    But soon he frowned again: "there''s something wrong."

    "What do you think is wrong?"

    The king did not answer directly. He stood up, went to the map hanging in his study, and found the location of katani.

    This is a small country, at the same time in the hopeless inland sea and the abyss Strait connection place, is a prosperous shipping small commercial country. Judging from its geographical location, it seems not impossible that even the king and queen would flee to other countries under the influence of the black death.

    The king looked at the routes.

    "Tell Charles to mobilize the fleet and raise the alert."

    After thinking for a long time, the king suddenly said coldly.

    ………………

    The ghost ship of Warwick pirates.

    Charles launched a secret letter that was quickly delivered by secret means.

    "Expel them."

    Charles told the pirates waiting for orders that he also asked the Royal Fleet along the southeast coast to temporarily gather together - nominally, the Royal Navy General at this time was captain Hawkins, but obviously there was no way to count on how reliable captain Hawkins could be.

    When the pirates got the order, they whistled.

    This order is extremely cruel to those who are protected and safe in the city, but in the eyes of the pirates, it is too in line with their style!

    Oh, my God! Those compassionate idiots who feed their heads to pigs!

    It''s time for them to go to the ship to see the plague ship sunk by them these days, to see the disgusting and horrible scenes on that ship, and then let them go to talk about "kindness" and "sympathy" with those refugees who are likely to carry the plague.

    I think they are very happy to grow those dense bags on themselves.

    "Ho! Ho! There is a good king in Legrand

    The pirates yelled and pulled up the sails. The oarsmen rowed hard.

    "Ho! Ho! Great and glorious

    The rose pattern on the sail was stirred up by the wind and was in full bloom.

    Charles heard the voices of the sailors. He smiles and shakes his head.

    A few days ago, many of these guys almost beat people to death with the wine jar in the tavern, because they heard that from time to time some people in the tavern criticized the king, and even made up some ballads to sing.

    It''s rare for these guys to be so indignant that they even got back to the boat and gathered together, racking their brains to make up a nondescript song.Charles wrote these guys into his letter to the king.

    It''s not to praise one''s men in front of the king.

    He is the godfather of the king.

    Intellectually, he knew that when the king made all kinds of decisions, he must also know that he would face these criticisms. The king chose to bear these criticisms. But as a godfather, after William III''s death, as the closest person to the role of father, Charles hopes to make the king happy.

    Charles hoped that the foolish behavior of the pirates would give some comfort to the young king who was too burdened.

    If he can, he hopes his godson can be safe and happy.

    Unfortunately, it is too luxurious for a monarch.

    "Ho! God bless the king

    In the rough roar of the pirates, the fleet moved quickly.

    They lined up side by side, driving out the cartani boats waiting for a reply.

    The trumpeter stood at the bow of the ship and blew the shrill trumpet. At the same time, the bow angles of the warships were all aimed at the cartani ships, showing the attitude of expelling.

    The cartani boats anchored and sailed as well.

    They slowly retreated, as if in great frustration.

    Charles held up his binoculars and looked at their distant shadows. He thought something was wrong.

    "That''s it?"

    He frowned, feeling that the expected expulsion would be difficult and smooth, which made people uneasy. But since the refugees in katani have retreated, they will not be able to chase down the well. So when the refugee ships are out of sight, the Royal Fleet turns back.

    …………

    On the vast sea.

    The cartani refugee fleet with dark gray flags left the area blocked by the Royal Fleet and sailed back for some time before suddenly turning around and driving back in the dark.

    When the ships berthed at the port at night found that there was a refugee ship approaching again, they quickly lit a torch, rowed the oars and yelled to expel them from the wharf.

    The sailor standing in the bow of the ship held a torch, and he yelled, threatening that the refugee ship would attack if it did not leave.

    He had just called twice when he saw a catapult set up on the opposite ship in the dark.

    Does the other side want to fight them and land on the island?

    The idea flashed by.

    The next moment, they saw in the dark, something on the refugee ship was thrown high through the catapult, and it was thrown to the port city behind.

    That''s not a boulder! There is no way for the catapult to throw a heavy boulder that far.

    What''s that?

    An unknown premonition crossed.

    Someone threw a torch into the air.

    As the fire flashed, they saw a vague shadow.

    "It''s a corpse!"

    Someone exclaimed.

    In the noise, Charles, who was in a hurry to put on his coat and get on the deck, suddenly changed his face when he saw the scene. He realized -

    this is a premeditated epidemic! [1]

    cartani''s real goal is not to get relief, they are to send the black death to Legrand!

    The author has something to say:

    [1] in the history of war, many times it was unscrupulous. According to Gabrielle demsy''s plague and death in 1348, when the Tatars attacked Tana, the plague broke out in the Tatar army, thousands of people died every day, so "the Tatars spread their hatred to the people in the city, hoping to pass the disease on to their Christian enemies. With the help of weapons, they threw the bodies of the dead into the city. The Christian guards in the city hold fast and throw the sick bodies into the sea as much as possible The air is polluted, the well water has germs, and the disease is spreading rapidly in the city... "