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"Your Majesty—" asked the old and emaciated palace minister, bowing to Charles V, who was reclining on his luxurious seat.

"Yes!" Charles I opened his eyelids and made a sound to the palace minister on the side, which was regarded as giving him a little face.

The ambitious King Charles V of Spain no longer had the ambition of his youth, King Henry VIII of England, King François I of France, these romantic figures who once competed with him for Europa, but at this time they had already died, leaving him alone and lonely on the cold sandbank.

In his old age, he could not have the same ambition as before, trying to conquer all of Europa and re-establish the Holy Roman Empire, which belonged to the Habsburgs alone.

In his old age, he put away his sharp claws, as if he had changed from a fierce tiger competing for dominance in Europa to a docile old cat living at home, harmless.

However, the old court minister knew that the control of Spain by the aging king had always been tight and loose, and that any nobleman who dared to offend his majesty would never exist the next day.

Even the Pope of Rome, Julius III, was in his hands, and every move had to be done by his eyes.

Therefore, Mr. Gong Xiang did not seem to see Charles V's undignified behavior and did not conform to aristocratic etiquette, or rather, he was used to it.

"Your Majesty, why did you reject the English offer of Port Franceco?"

"Huh! The English barbarians would not have been so kind! ”

Seeing that his palace minister was talking about the English, Charles V turned around and changed to a more comfortable movement.

He shook his head and said dismissively, it was clear that he had always had a contemptuous attitude towards the English.

The attitude of Charles V basically represents the majority of the attitudes of Western Europeans, and the English have always been branded with traces of barbarism, and contempt and contempt are the mainstream.

And the English despise the Scots, ring after ring, which is the inherent inferiority of human beings.

"The English are the least credible, they are only a little better than the French!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but think of his lifelong rival, King François I of France, a shameless man who deceived him several times, and now that he thought about it, he was still a little angry.

"But this is the second largest port of the French! Without it, the French power would have to be subtracted by at least one layer. ”

Hearing this, Gong Xiang lowered his head, no longer ready to argue anything, and was about to propose to leave when he was about to insert a young man's excited words on the side.

"Philip, why are you so abrupt!" Hearing this, Charles V turned his head to see that his heir, Prince Philip, was walking in, and the guards guarding the door had a helpless expression on their faces.

"Father, Miya-sama!" Prince Philip bowed to Charles V and the old courtier, then bowed his head slightly, and said to his father, "Father, this is a good opportunity!" ”

"Even if it's a piece of cheese with hidden traps, but, with the strength of our Spanish phalanx, you can eat it without any scruples, and you are not afraid of any traps or something!"

Prince Philip explained softly, the confidence on his face was revealed without any scruples, and a contempt for all beings gushed out, full of aura.

Charles V was very pleased with his ambitious son, especially with this contempt for all beings, which was very similar to that of his youth.

But the war was not a child's play, especially the war involving France, which was a bit unbearable even with Spain's sheer physique.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but want to use this matter to knock the young heir.

"Philip, you must know that if we swallow this tempting fruit, then what awaits us is not a trap, but a mad lion!"

Charles V, supported by his maid, sat up, faced his son, and said solemnly.

"So, when we're exhausted from fighting that mad lion, who's going to profit the most?"

Prince Philip listened carefully to his father's church, his eyes revealing a hint of thought and doubt.

"England?" Prince Philip said uncertainly.

"Yes, that's right, my son!" What Philip didn't expect was that his guess was uncertain, but it turned out to be true.

Charles V nodded, telling him this with certainty.

"The English are a venomous snake waiting for an opportunity, and when we and the French are exhausted, it will bite us hard!"

"There is no doubt about this, so, to be wise, keep your distance from France!"

As he spoke, Charles V showed a hint of fatigue and sighed.

"Besides, Portugal's fat meat is still on the sidelines, and the French are not in a hurry!"

Philip and Gong glanced at each other, and the two sighed softly together, His Majesty the King said that he was not in a hurry, how could the two of them dare to disobey?

Portugal can be eaten at any time with this piece of fat in hand, but the opportunity to bite into France is rare.

Seeing Charles V with a tired face, the two of them consciously exited the room.

At this time, the angry King Henry II of France received a nobleman from England - Baron James in his main tent.

"Good day, Your Majesty the King of France!"

Major James, dressed in a dignified aristocratic attire, gave a knightly salute to Henry II, who had a foul face.

"Dear Mr. Baron, have you come to prepare for the surrender?"

As soon as Henry II's words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the tent, which was particularly harsh to the ears of Major James.

"Your Majesty, on the contrary, I have come to deliver the letter of surrender!"

Major James did not show the angry expression that Henry II and the others expected, but looked very indifferent.

"Bold!" "Presumptuous" and "rude! ”……

The ministers showed angry looks, couldn't wait to scold, and all kinds of remarks flew together.

"Ahem! Quiet—" The old Duke of Guise looked at Major James with a burning gaze, and then scolded.

"Tell me what you mean, Monsieur Baron! We don't have that much patience to wear out with you! ”

Faced with the reprimand of the king's important minister, Duke Guise, the nobles were speechless one after another, but showed an indifferent appearance and did not care.

As for what is in mind, we don't know.

"Since the Duke said so, then I'll be straight to the point!"

Major James glanced at the mighty Duke of Guise, then bowed to Henry II and said in detail.