During this period of the Great Voyages of the Middle Ages, almost all of Europe's great cities were dirty and ugly, even London, the capital of England.

In this seaside city, it may be fine on a sunny day, but it is a rainy and seaside climate, and when it rains, the city streets are full of filthy and foul-smelling disgusting muddy water, which is generally mixed with human and animal feces and mud and rainwater, exuding all kinds of disgusting smells.

The reason for this is that, on the one hand, during this period, the city's drainage projects were not done well; On the other hand, it is because the people of this world, especially the white Europeans of this period, still retain the vice of open defecation, both men and women, when they are in a hurry, they usually find a corner with few people, squat on the ground, and a piece of fresh poop will be baked.

So, on a rainy day, if anyone goes around the street, when he or she returns, be sure that his or her trouser legs and shoes will be covered with all kinds of disgusting sticky substances that smell strangely.

Perhaps they could bring the feces of a pariah to their aristocratic dwellings, so in such weather, nobles generally did not go out easily, and even if they did, they would sit in the carriages of tall four-wheeled carriages.

In fact, on such rainy days, they prefer to stay in the dry and comfortable homes, drinking boiling coffee, eating delicious pastries, wearing fine silks from the East, playing with all kinds of gold and silver utensils brought back from the New World, and enjoying the benefits brought to them by the Age of Discovery.

At this time, on the streets of London, a group of richly dressed cavalrymen were galloping their horses on the streets full of filthy mud and water in the heavy rain, and they galloped directly towards the location of the city's imperial palace.

Along the way, they even knocked over and frightened a lot of pedestrians and carriages, and the splashed sewage also splashed all over their gorgeous and expensive officers' clothes, but they couldn't care about these things now!

For they had just received a very important message from a ship docked in the harbor concerning the New World, which must be delivered to His Majesty King George in the shortest possible time!

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London, in the palace of the British Empire, the owner here, King George II, is signing important documents, the quill pen in his hand is scribbling smooth and beautiful letters on each document, and then, after signing each copy, the servant next to him will help him stamp each signed document with the king's small seal.

In fact, the content of these documents is not very important, but it still needs to be signed and sealed by him, the king, in order to take effect, which is really a boring job, but George II has to do it, because this is the supreme right of the king who belongs to him! This is where the authority of the king lies!

Although, after the Bill of Rights, Parliament had begun to take over some of the rights belonging to the king, the position of George II as king was still very important, as can be seen from the number of documents that he still had to sign in person every day.

George? Augustus, now King of England, George II.

He was not only the Duke of Berenswick-Lüneburg, but also the Chief Treasurer and Prince-Elector of the Holy Roman Empire and King of Great Britain and Ireland!

When George II had finally signed the last document, he motioned with his eyes for the attendant to examine it with his seal on the candle flame beside him, and then stamped it onto it.

This was the last document of the morning, and as long as he was done with this day, he could enjoy a leisurely afternoon, and in the whole day there was nothing to deal with as a king, and he could do whatever he wanted.

It's just that it's raining heavily outside, and he really can't enjoy his own delicious lunch in the open-air garden, which is really a pity, and it has been raining for several days, and he hasn't had a chance to bask in the sun for several days.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as George II had finished his work for the day, stood up, and was about to pack up his things and leave the confidential office that had annoyed him, suddenly, there was a sharp knock on his fine door.

At this time, who will cause trouble for themselves? Don't they know that it's almost lunchtime? If anything, can't wait until tomorrow?

George II sighed helplessly, in his mind, it was probably something troublesome, right? These people are really picky!

"Let him in!"

With a wave of his hand, George II motioned for the attendant to open the door and let in the boring one who had knocked at it, and then, having just stood up to leave, he had to sit down again.

Seeing the officials who came in, George II's eyelids jumped, and in his opinion, today's lunch seemed to be postponed again?

“……”

After gently closing the two fine wooden doors, the attendant returned to the king's side, and began to help the king put the papers on the table, while looking with unkind eyes at the nobleman who had disturbed His Majesty at this time.

"Your Majesty! Here's a letter of 100,000 urgent! ”

The aristocratic knight, covered in mud, pulled out a letter envelope from his pocket, whose shell had been wet with the rain, and handed it over with his wet hands.

“……”

George II raised his hand, shook two fingers slightly, and motioned for the waiter on the side to come forward and take the envelope.

It's just that he didn't immediately order to open it, but frowned and looked at the aristocratic official standing in front of his desk, covered in mud.

"Sir? I'm curious, please tell me, what is it that is important that makes you come to me so disrespectfully? Still standing in my room? ”

George II stretched out his finger and pointed at the official's body, which was covered in dirt and filth, and now kept dripping from the other's body, and, more importantly, the filth of the other party's step-by-step had stained his favorite deer velvet carpet!

Therefore, as a king, he is very dissatisfied with this!

If the other party can't give a reasonable answer that satisfies him, then he has to consider whether to send this official to the New World or the Far East, and let this bastard be a little governor who will never return?

"Your Majesty! Our Port Royal has fallen, and the Caribbean Fleet has been almost wiped out! Twenty-five battleships were captured! Seventeen ships were sunk and burned! More than a thousand soldiers were killed, and the rest ...... All captured! ”

The officials did not care about their image of being covered in mud, nor did they pay attention to His Majesty's criticism.

When he saw that His Majesty did not even want to open the letter and examine it, he anxiously told all that he knew from the mouth of the captain of the ship.

"Port Royal ......?"

Hearing this, George II was a little confused for a while, why did this fall and the destruction of the fleet again?

He didn't seem to have heard of which country Britain was at war with recently?

Although Britain itself has always had all kinds of frictions with Spain and other countries, and the maritime disputes have never stopped, all countries and parties have maintained limited restraint with each other, and only controlled the battle within a small range, at most it is just a sneak attack on a lone ship or merchant ship, and it is basically impossible to have such a disgusting incident of capturing a port of a certain country.

"Port Royal...... Where the hell is it? ”

After thinking about it for a long time, George II, who couldn't think of it for a while, had to turn his head to look at the waiter next to him for help.

"Your Majesty, Port Royal is on the Caribbean island of Jamaica, and it is one of the most important cities and ports of the British Empire in the New World! It is also the most dazzling pearl of our British Empire in the Caribbean! ”

"Every year, it pays a huge amount of tax revenue for the country, as well as all kinds of specialties from the New World. Moreover, there is also a special tribute worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins that is handed over to the royal family every year! ”

The chamberlain whispered in George II's ear about Port Royal, and in the last sentence he accentuated his tone in order to attract His Majesty's attention and attention.

"What!?"

After being reminded by the waiter, George II finally remembered what that Port Royal was, and then, he was finally shocked, this matter is indeed too big!

How could such an important city fall?

And, if he didn't hear it wrong just now, the Caribbean Fleet was also wiped out? What a joke!

"Who did it? Could it be that the Spaniards have declared war on us again? Why didn't I receive any messages? Sir! Tell me what the hell is going on! ”

George II couldn't bother with lunch now, and he was anxious to figure out who would have attacked their harbor and annihilated his Caribbean Fleet at the same time.

Looking at the countries of the entire European continent, I am afraid that only the Spaniards are the only ones who can have this kind of strength, right? Although the Spaniards have suffered a lot of losses in strength after many naval battles in the past hundred years, Spain is still a terrifying enemy compared to the newly rising Britain!

To be able to swallow Port Royal and annihilate the Caribbean Fleet in one gulp, I'm afraid, only the Spaniards can do it, right? Are they going to declare war on their own Britain again? Like the invasion of England by the Armada for hundreds of years? Are they going to provoke a new war?

For a while, George II's face was a little ugly, Britain had just recovered and was rising, and now was the time to plunder the world, but he didn't have the heart to fight with the Spaniards again, and gave other countries a chance in vain!

"Your Majesty, it's not the hateful Spaniards, it's ...... Uh, thanks! ”

The watery Jazz shuddered for a moment, and after taking the towel handed to him by a waiter and wiping it casually, he continued:

"Actually, what attacked us was, yes...... Ahh!!h ”

The aristocratic official sneezed loudly after being drenched in a heavy rain from the port to the palace.

"Not Spaniards? Could it be the French? Or is it the Dutch? They don't have that strength, do they? ”

This bastard actually stood at the table and sneezed in front of himself? What a faux pas!

George II quickly shrank back, and after holding his handkerchief to cover his nose, he said with a frown and dissatisfaction.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Not French, not Dutch! Actually, they weren't actually done by any European country, but ...... Ahh!!h ”

The sir let out another big sneeze.

He felt that he might have caught a cold from the heavy rain, so he decided that he might as well hurry up and finish the matter, and then go home and take a hot shower and rest early.

"It's not either, it's not either! So, tell me now, my Port Royal, how the hell did it fall? How did my Caribbean Fleet come to an end? Don't tell me the natives did it! ”

This bastard!

After being sprayed with two sneezes in a row, George II was furious, so he stood up directly and roared at the jazz in front of him!

If these things were really the work of the natives, then he could imagine that the entire British Empire would become the laughing stock of the whole of Europe!

If that's the case, he's sworn he'll send those derelict bastards to the gallows!

"Your Majesty, it's not the natives who did it! Reputedly. Be...... It was a bunch of witches who did it! ”

When Sir had finished speaking, he quickly motioned for the waiter to open the letter.

In the letter, it should be written clearly, if His Majesty doesn't hurry to open it and see, what kind of trouble will you throw at him? He himself had only heard a few words from the captain of the ship.

Thinking about it, he himself felt a little aggrieved, he worked hard, braved the heavy rain to send the letter as soon as possible, is it easy?

Your Majesty, if you want to know the specific information, don't you just read the letter? Ask him why? He had only heard a few words from the messenger, and he wanted to see what was written in the letter!

"Female ...... Witch?! ”

George II wondered if he was having auditory hallucinations because he was confused?

"Did you get your stupid head broken by the rain? What are you kidding here? This joke is not funny at all! ”

The Witch captures a city and annihilates the Caribbean Fleet?

It's not April Fool's Day! That's it, he George II didn't like the April Fool's Day invented by the French!

So, after a tantrum throw, George II began to snatch the brown paper envelope from the waiter's hand angrily, and at this time, he didn't care about the sewage on it, so he directly tore open the seal, pulled out the letter, and began to read it quickly at a glance.

"Oh God...... Is the world crazy? How could such a thing be? ”

George II stood up, walked straight to the desk, and began pacing back and forth.

Then, he tore off the wig from his head and threw it on the desk along with the letter, and commanded the other attendant next to him:

"Quick! Go and gather the ministers at once, and go! ”

"And you! Now go to the port at once, and summon me the captain and first mate and other important crew members who have sent back the letter, I have something to ask them face to face! ”

After seeing the waiter leave, George II ordered the shivering knight standing in the middle of the room, that he was already drenched in the heavy rain anyway, so run again.

How could there be a witch? Shouldn't that be......

George II began to pace anxiously in the room, and even he didn't expect that there really was a witch? This letter, as well as the seal on it, is the handwriting of a nobleman whom he values very much, presumably, there should be no above problem with authenticity, but ...... How could there be a witch? Will they also set fires? Can you fly? This one is a fake, right?

Over the years, the church has really burned a lot of witches, and they have burned a lot of witches here in England, and George II has also seen a lot of records, and it is said that in their Essex county, hundreds of witches were burned!

However, what he couldn't figure out was: when did the witch become so powerful? Will they all take the city and conquer the city? Even the Royal Fleet of the British Empire is no match? How is this possible?

He was more willing to believe that all this was actually the Spaniards' despicable attack on Port Royal and the Caribbean Fleet after disguise, rather than these unwarranted witches!

Looking at the urgent letter on the table, he almost thought, is it a clumsy joke that someone has teamed up to play on him?