General Victor de Condé stood in front of a slightly blurred, yellowish glass window looking out at the garden in the courtyard outside.

This is the royal palace of Pamplona, the capital of the Kingdom of Navarre, and the only impression that General Condé has of this place is that it is dirty and chaotic.

It was no wonder that he thought that the royal palace here did not have the luxury and pomp of a national monarch's residence, and although Paris was certainly not any better, Condé thought that the royal palace of Pamplona was not even much more spacious than the castle of his own homeland.

The Condé family is quite wealthy, and their status is not low, especially since they have a relative surnamed Bourbon who gives their big family a long face, and Victor de Condé has even heard the elders of the past say more than once that maybe the Bourbon family will have a French king in the future.

It's just that it's too far away, and Victor de Condé has always felt that it really has nothing to do with him.

However, perhaps suddenly, after the Third Romagna War, although Louis de Bourbon was given a cold shoulder by the king for his poor performance in the war, he was still very considerate of his relatives, so he recommended Louis XII to Victor de Condé, a young man in the family.

Louis XII obviously did not want to completely dismiss the face of the Bourbons, and the young Condé's performance in the war was indeed impressive, so after careful consideration, Louis XII asked de Condé to accompany him to Navarre as Charlon's deputy.

Louis XII's calculations were very good, and he knew that this time he sent troops to Navarre was different from the previous conquests of other countries, and relied more on Charlon's slick diplomacy.

As for de Condé, he is obviously still a little tender, but it doesn't matter, with Charlon, a "professional household of the occupation army", the two should be able to cooperate very well.

Charlon's return to mainland France was somewhat sudden, because the news from Seville was so surprising.

On the day that Gonzalo had defeated Seville, Charlon urgently met with Queen Acarina and bid her farewell.

Queen Navarre, of course, had heard of this astonishing event, and like Charlon, she knew the importance of the news, so she commissioned Charlain to convey her concerns to Louis XII after promising Charlain to continue her cooperation with Victor de Condé.

Although it is not unaware that the French are also eyeing Navarre, Castile and Aragon are more worrying than Castile, and now that something so big has happened in Iberia, Queen Akalina thinks it is necessary to know as soon as possible how the French king will react.

Now the young Condé became the supreme commander of the French army in Navarre.

This made Victor de Condé, who suddenly rose to the throne after Charlon's departure, both excited and apprehensive, although he was a good general on the battlefield, but he had never had the experience of being in charge of his own in the past.

For some time afterward, Victor de Condé carefully organized the French and Navarre armies as Charron had previously arranged, while at the same time harassing northern Castile with the Portuguese.

Victor de Condé knew how important the present opportunity was to himself and his family, and whether he could gain the trust and favor of the king depended on whether he could do his errands satisfactorily in the days to come.

It's just that he didn't expect that just 2 days ago, Ferdinand suddenly sent a messenger.

Although there is no official account of the true purpose of the Castilian arrival in Pamplona, Victor de Condé has heard some reliable rumors.

When Ferdinand wanted to marry his daughter Maria to Queen Akalana's newborn son, the young general Condé was stunned for a moment.

De Condé was surprised not because of the touching age gap between the two families, but because he did not expect Ferdinand to still be obsessed with Navarre at such a time.

In Victor de Condé's opinion, Ferdinand's deal with the Queen of Sicily at this time was enough for him to have a headache, after all, the French had just learned the power of that queen, and as for the Duke of Rome Thesia, the young General Condé was not impressed.

But even so, a sudden prince of Castile should have kept Ferdinand busy for a while, but now that he would suddenly send someone to Pamplona, Victor de Condé was somewhat overwhelmed by this unexpected turn of events.

Obviously, the young nobleman of the Condé family, although he had achieved a lot of achievements on the battlefield, did not have enough experience to deal with these treacherous situations in the court, and now he was racking his brains about how to deal with this change.

De Condé feared that the Navarres would be shaken.

It is no wonder that he thinks so, since the region of Haute Navarre has always been under the influence of its two powerful neighbours, and several kings have even come from the royal family of Aragon.

Although Queen Acarina and her husband took the opportunity to suppress the pro-Aragon forces after the French sent troops this time, the situation was bound to change greatly with the arrival of Ferdinand's envoys.

Victor de Condé sighed in annoyance, he didn't expect this to happen after Charron left, and for a moment he became undecided about what to do.

A servant approached, and he whispered two words in the ear of Victor de Condé, which immediately caught Condé's attention.

"Wait a minute, you mean a Moorish man who claims to be the messenger of the Duke of Thesia?"

"Yes, my lord, the Moorish man has been taken to the Steward."

"Yes," Condé asked, taking out two gold coins and stuffing them into the servant's hand, "and inquire again what the Moors are here for." ”

Watching the servant leave, Victor de Condé immediately began to circle in place.

Ferdinand's men came, as did the men of the Duke of Rome Thesia, and if you add yourself, a Frenchman, a small palace of Pamplona suddenly gathered the emissaries of three European powers.

This made de Condé excited and nervous at the same time.

"A Moor?" Condé muttered to himself curiously, wondering how the Duke of Rome could have sent a Moor as an emissary, and although he was not as hostile to the Moors as the Iberians, he did not think that they would hold any important positions in the European court.

Obviously, the young nobles of the House of Condé did not know as much about the Duchy of Rome as Charlon, and therefore did not know what the Moorish had to do, as many of them were already familiar with Alexander and his men.

As unclear as Víctor de Condé's importance was the governor of the palace of Pamplona.

So when he heard that a Moorish man was going to see the queen, he just looked casually and threw this guy who didn't know the height of the sky into prison.

Uliu wasn't flustered, he knew that although his situation seemed a little dangerous right now, he wouldn't just have his head cut off.

The key to this is the gifts he brought.

He was not soft when it came to stealing from the merchants, so although there were not many things, the price was not light.

And he deliberately let many people know their identity before being brought to the steward, so he didn't have to worry about someone stealing those gifts.

And most importantly, he left a letter among the gifts.

The letter was now in the hands of Queen Akalina of Navarre, and what made the Queen hesitate to face it was the man who could write it, who in her opinion would not have been, as the court governor had put it, a "daring Moorish liar."

The letter briefly mentions Ferdinand and the Frenchman, and although it is only a few words, it makes Akalina feel that the other party is clearly aware of her current situation.

At least the phrase "The existence of the kingdom of Navarre should be more in his interest for my master" made Queen Akalina seem to find a reason to defend herself.

"Where is this Moorish now, maybe I should meet him," she said, looking at the gifts on the table, "Even if he is really a liar, for the sake of such magnificence, I wonder what his purpose is." ”

The queen said quietly, putting away the letter.

She didn't trust the people around her so much now, because she didn't know who was going to be a spy for the French or the Aragonese, and even when she was with her husband, she tried to keep her mouth tight.

The Governor was a little puzzled, and the reason why he would report this to the Queen, as Uriu had guessed, was only because the arrival of the Moorish man was well known, so it was impossible for him to dispose of this man privately.

But even so, he still thought it was strange why the queen had decided to meet this person after reading the letter.

At the same time, the news of the envoys sent by the Duke of Rome Thessia had been learned by the French and Castilians, respectively.

For a while, the atmosphere in the palace of Pamplona, which was already faintly tense, became even more eerie.

At this time, Uliu was resting.

He was so tired that he hurried from the Loire Valley to Italy, and then turned back on the way south over the Pyrenees, and in half a month he had traveled far more than the others, and although he was young, he also felt unusually tired.

When he was thrown into prison, he immediately found a cool place that was relatively comfortable, lay down and slept beautifully.

So when the Steward arrived at the prison, he saw not a prisoner anxiously waiting to be released, but a Moorish boy sleeping soundly.

Awakened by a scoop of cold water, Uliuu was violently dragged out of his cell, and then carried into a large room by two soldiers in a daze.

This room was obviously much larger than the vault, and there were quite a few people inside.

By the time Uliuu was dragged in by the soldiers, he was conscious.

So he immediately recognized a person who looked beautiful and behaved properly.

When he saw the man, Uliu was slightly surprised.

He didn't expect the messenger sent by Ferdinand to be this man, which made him feel that his somewhat impulsive adventure was clearly worth it.

This man was Ferdinand's cronies, the clown who had been following him.

Andrés Rogge didn't know that he had been recognized by the Moorish man who had let him in, and even in Zaragoza, not many people had seen him in person.

Most people know that Ferdinand had a very popular clown by his side, but not many people have seen his face, and even fewer know his name.

"Come up to me," Queen Akalina waved to the guards holding Ullius to let go of the Moorish youth, and then she deliberately glanced at the envoys of the two countries, who were standing on both sides, hostile to each other from the beginning, "You say that you are an envoy sent by the Duke of Rome Thesia, but I have not seen any evidence except the gift you sent, so how can you prove that you are the envoy of the Duke?" ”

"Your Majesty, I think this messenger of King Ferdinand can prove to me, though he is only a jester," Ulliu said to Andrés Rog, and then he completely ignored the jester's look of surprise, and looked at Victor de Condé on the other side, "and although the honorable Lord Charlon is not there, I think there are still people among the nobles from France who can prove my identity." ”

"Shut up Moor, I don't know where you're from, but I can guarantee you will die because of that."

Andres Rogge's face was gloomy, he could accept the provocations of the French, he could ignore the sarcasm of the Castiles, but he could not tolerate the contempt of a Moorish man.

"My life belongs to my master, the honorable Duke of Rome Thessia and Prince of Castile, and I don't know to whom your life belongs, after all, it shouldn't be a big deal for a man who always covers his face with a clown mask."

Ulius unceremoniously refuted Andrés Rogge, and then he ignored the Aragonese who was already holding the hilt of his sword, but suddenly turned to Victor de Condé and said, "If I am not mistaken, Lord Charlon should have met King Louis by this time." ”

"How do you know where Sharron has gone?" De Condé asked in amazement,

"Because not long ago I met Mistress Charlain on the way to the Loire Valley, and we had a pleasant conversation."

Uliuu said as he grinned at the young Condé, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

With Uliu's words, Queen Akarina, who had been watching this scene, finally showed a surprised look on her face.

She didn't care too much about the identity of this Moorish man, although she thought that maybe he really had some mission, but her real purpose was only to relieve the pressure caused to her by the envoys of the two countries through the appearance of this person.

But now looking at this unashamed Moorish man, the queen suddenly realized that perhaps the appearance of this person would bring her some unexpected surprise.

Sure enough, Uliu's words surprised everyone.

"I beg your pardon," the Moorish man bowed deeply to Queen Akalina, "I lied to you, although I am indeed the servant of the Duke of Rome Thesia, and it is not the Duke who has sent me, but Her Royal Highness the Archduchess of Wallachia. I have come to propose marriage to her and His Highness the Venerable Auguste Alexandru Balioola, the son of His Highness. ”