When they came to Dunkirk, the light of day had once again dawned, but the people were exhausted at this time, and the nobles of Dunkirk suffered the most casualties in the church fire, and if the king had been safe and sound, they might have suspected that it was a French conspiracy, but the king was also dying, and neither the French nor their doctors could detect what poison was hidden in the knife that stabbed the king, and the king was getting weaker day by day, and the bishop and the viscount of Tyrene strangely did not allow them to use their usual medical methods- They began to panic again in their grief, for 10,000 French soldiers were still here, and since the assassination of the king, Dunkirk had been under martial law under the orders of Cardinal Mazaran and Viscount Tyrenne, in short, no going out, no entry except by warrant from Mr. Bishop.

Today, a musketeer, wearing a red shoulder band, rode out of Dunkirk with the permission of the Bishop and headed for the town that had once served as the king's temporary residence.

The messenger was none other than Dalamiz, and as soon as he returned to the town, he did not have time to greet anyone—he meant that from d'Artagnan to his other colleagues and friends, he came to the chamber where the Prince of Condé was under house arrest, and after taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

"Please come in. "The Prince of Condé said without raising his head that when he was in Spain he had heard that the Duke of Gaston had been exiled to Blois, and that his fate would be the same, that the king would not kill him, but that he would not continue to keep him in Paris or in his fiefdom, and that his political future was doomed to death— Perhaps many people would not believe it, but today, his mentality has calmed down, and even feels as if he has let go of an overly heavy responsibility, which or ambition once tormented him, and after spending time in the Spanish court, he also realized that the honor that the French could not give him, he could not get it in other countries, like a thick vine, even if its branches and leaves stretched out to the boundless sky, its roots remained in France.

It is said that the king would wait until Dunkirk to enter the city and come to see him, and then pronounce his sentence, perhaps today? It was undoubtedly a humiliation for the Prince of Condé, who suppressed a slight uneasiness and annoyance in his heart, and looked Dalamiz up and down, and when he saw it, he could not help but be frightened, because Dalamiz's clothes did not seem to be dressed in a calm state.

"Your Highness," Dalamiz bowed to the Prince of Condé, and then handed the Prince a sealed letter, and the Prince looked at his reddened eyes and rickety back, and the sense of foreboding in his heart just intensified.

He grabbed the paper cutter on the desk and picked out the wax seal of Mr. Bishop, and then opened the thin piece of parchment, which did not contain much content, but just a few lines of words Prince Condé read several times in succession, and his countenance changed from pale to red, and from red to pale, and he did not say anything more, but immediately reached out and asked his servant to change him into clothes for going out, and then left his cell with Daramiz.

The two of them galloped all the way to Dunkirk, and as soon as the king fell, he was immediately transferred to the nearest town hall, which was also a fortress, old but strong enough to withstand the onslaught of the outside world, and was greeted by Viscount Tyrrenne in the corridor, and they walked quickly and silently to the room where the king was, and the Prince of Condé listened to the sound of his boots beating on the wooden floor, and his heart tightened— When he did not see Cardinal Mazaran in the crowd that greeted him, Prince Condé thought that perhaps the bishop was waiting at the king's side at this time, but as soon as he entered the room and saw the couch beside the king's bed, he could not help fainting.

The worst thing happened, when the king was seriously injured in the assassination and did not wake up, Mr. Bishop also fell.

"An Assassin?" asked Prince Condé.

"No," said Viscount Tirenne in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Bishop had lung disease and perhaps liver disease before he came to Dunkirk, and the doctors said that he was in a fluid disorder, with too little blood, a deficiency of yellow bile, and a lot of mucus and black bile, so he ......was cold and dry."

"Give me the results. His Royal Highness rudely interrupted the Viscount's answer.

If it were someone else, he would definitely be irritable, after all, the Prince of Condé at this time was only a prisoner, a traitor and a traitor, but Tirena was his subordinate and his friend, so he did not think it was angry at all, "So, Your Highness, you have seen the letter from Mr. Bishop to you, which has been clearly written, when he is in a coma and the king cannot wake up for the time being, he can only entrust Dunkirk and the king to you." ”

"He just believes me?" said Prince Condé, sneering and impatient.

"We can't choose Mr. Don Juan. "You know, if those people knew that Mr. Bishop and Mr. King had fallen......"

"And Philip, Duke of Anjou. ”

"France will still be in the midst of a second great chaos, and many will be happy to see it, the ...... of the people and territories we lost after 1648."

"So," said Prince Condé, "it is a blessing for me......" he crumpled the parchment tightly, knowing that there were still two or three thousand of his soldiers in Dunkirk, and that he could escape from here if he wished, or even go further, or return to his territory to regain his strength, but Mr. Bishop gave him another, bolder choice— In the ensuing negotiations and excesses, Viscount Tirenne, though he was the marshal of the army, was not qualified to confront the coming emissaries of Cromwell, or more correctly, he could be on the battlefield but could not form a sub-political situation of oppressive power against the British. Because of his status, the second son and younger brother of a duke who had been deprived of his territory, the words he spoke in the court were not as powerful as the cannonballs he fired.

But the Prince of Condé was different, even though he had rebelled against the king, and even been an enemy of France for a while, but his domains and titles were not deprived by the king, so he was still a respectable prince, and even in the face of Cromwell, the Lord Protector still had to bow to the Prince of Condé, let alone the envoys he sent, so that the French naturally had a natural advantage, which was quite important for the matters concerning Dunkirk that the bishop had agreed with the king.

Prince Condé is not a stupid man, Viscount Tyrrenne understood the king's meaning as soon as he said it, but looking at the king's gray face and holding his cold hand, Prince Condé's heart was heavy, because once the king and the bishop died, then his behavior in Dunkirk may become his amulet, how the Queen Mother Anne hated him and the Duke of Gaston He never knew better, once the king died, it was the Duke of Anjou who succeeded him, it is difficult to say whether they would think that the assassination of the king in Dunkirk would have him and ...... The handiwork of Viscount Tirena, after all, Viscount Tirena was also loyal to him.

The last thing that prompted Prince Condé to make his decision was a pardon, "Did the king wake up later?" he asked.

"No, Your Highness," said Bontang, "this is what he had signed a few days ago and put in the drawer of his study. ”

“...... Bring me my clothes. After a moment of silence, Prince Condé said, "Viscount Tyrrenne, let us go with us to meet the messenger of Lord Cromwell." ”