Of the three cardinals in Spain, only Antonio survived, and the bishops of Seville and Barcelona were both imprisoned and are currently awaiting death, where they are said to be in extremely bad mental condition.

Having lost their backbone, and learning of the declarations of Rome and Spain, even when they learned that Clarit was about to be executed, the entire clergy remained a rare silence, and no one even dared to protest in front of the government building.

On the day of the execution on July 28, the entire Plaza Mayor was surrounded by water, and half of the city came to see the excitement.

The Catholic Dead Priest is not a new thing, not to mention the fact that they are against each other, and when the Holy Roman and British sides are engaged in the Reformation, they are also killing one by one, and even they will not communicate with Rome in advance like Alfonso, and they have no intention of turning around at all, that is, to provoke the king to kill directly in office.

That being said, it is true that the mass killing of the priest has not been seen for hundreds of years, and no one alive today has ever seen it.

Just for the sake of freshness, some Russians even took a boat from the Black Sea and hurried to Spain to watch.

Prince Edward of England and Nasi of Valencia did not miss the excitement and are now staying with Alfonso in a room on the fifth floor of a building around the square.

The view is so wide that you can just see the frenetic crowd below.

"Tsk, I always thought that the Spaniards were very religious, but I didn't expect the big guy to kill the priest to be so happy." Edward was amazed.

Alfonso was not surprised, and said calmly: "It's the same everywhere, and beheading is a popular entertainment for the people, no matter who is chopping it. It's better to be big. ”

"That's right, the nobles like to see it, too, as far as I know, there are quite a few people in London, but it's a little dishonorable to say it, so everyone is sneaking around." Edward laughed.

"Then they will not be disappointed, this execution will last for a month." Alfonso said softly.

Edward glanced at Alfonso unexpectedly, and heard the meaning of his words, "This execution", does it mean that there is an end?

Nasi didn't speak when the two of them talked, and he had been chattering non-stop before, but the following scene touched his sad past and made him reflect on the past.

"My father was also firmly in control of France, and if he hadn't chosen moderate change, would he have had the same chance of killing all the opposition?"

Alfonso could see that Nasi had something on his mind, but he didn't know exactly what he was thinking.

If he knew, he would definitely find a way to enlighten the other party, the national conditions of France and Spain are completely different, and Nasan has not controlled absolute force, but only controlled not so absolute political power, and he will definitely die immediately if he messes up.

There was silence in the attic for a moment, but the noise below never stopped.

At this time, in a bungalow in Plaza Mayor, Clarit was being held with about 40 criminals, his face like ashes and the shape of a withered tree.

During this time, he was not subjected to any abuse, but he was mentally tortured in an unparalleled way.

During his detention, he contacted everyone he could reach, and the prison did not stop him, but he either did not reply or simply stayed in the next room.

As for Queen Isabella, whom he had high hopes for, she also came to see him, sighed and left.

He was devastated! If he really did something, it would be fine, the problem is that he didn't do anything, and there is nowhere to tell all kinds of grievances.

Some cellmates advised him that it was the king's reckoning with him for what he had done, but Clarit refused to believe it, always firmly believing that the king had been deceived by villains and had misplaced him in the opposition group.

"There was no response to the letter I wrote to His Majesty Alfonso, maybe someone intercepted me halfway, or I haven't seen too much of it recently." Clarit collapsed limply in her chair, silently thinking.

"Your Majesty may appear during the execution, but if you don't show up, I must seize the opportunity once it appears, and I can't just die like this."

At this time, in Clarit's heart, he is really a loyal servant of the Bourbon royal family, and he is waiting for the time to redress his grievances.

For this reason, he also contacted people outside the prison, and shouted together as soon as the king appeared, attracting the attention of the other party.

In this anxious waiting, time passed minute by minute, and soon it was past noon.

A man in blue walked in, frowning at Clarit's soft and muddy appearance.

After all, there were many foreign friends who were coming, and they were going to be in the newspapers, so they put on some light makeup and hairstyle for Clarit in advance.

Even if the prison uniform cannot be changed, it shows the respect that Spain has for the former clergy.

The other party's frustration is not very photogenic.

But at this time, he couldn't care about that much, the man in blue glanced at his watch and said lightly: "Clarit, it's your turn." ”

Clarit laughed miserably, and cooperated with the people beside him to help him up.

Whether it will work or not will be seen in a while.

No one knew in advance whether the king would come or not, and it was supposed that he would not come, but the matter was so widespread that it was not necessarily.

When Clarit was taken out of the door, she finally saw where she was, which was the Plaza Mayor she used to visit.

As one of the three major squares in Madrid, the Inquisition burned countless heretics here hundreds of years ago, and I didn't expect to cut off the head of one of my Catholic priests here today.

In fact...... If he could, Clarit would have preferred to be burned to death, and he would have emulated the sages.

But the burning at the stake in Europe had a special religious status, and in order to show that it had nothing to do with faith, the king insisted on beheading, which could not be reversed by his small prisoner.

In the attic, seeing the escort team appear, Edward turned his head to look at Alfonso: "Aren't you going to the scene?" ”

Alfonso shook his head: "It's just a prisoner, and it would be too much to show them in person." ”

Edward asked casually and then said no more, silently watching as Clarit walked towards the execution table with heavy steps.

In fact, in the government's plan, Clarit had to perform a performance before he died, confessing to God, to the country, and counting his past sins, so as to redeem his soul.

But looking at Claryt's unbearable performance, everyone doubted whether he could finish it successfully.

Sure enough, time passed minute by minute, and the royal family never showed any signs of appearing, and Clarit collapsed on the spot.

He laughed at first, then began to tear his hair and clothes, and even planned to leave the execution table and jump into the crowd.

There were still more than 40 people lined up behind him, and in order not to disrupt the plan, the organizers had to give up the idea of having Clarit perform, and forcibly guillotined him.

This advanced tool, which only appeared during the French Revolution, lived up to its prestige, and with the host's "execution", the blade fell in response, and Clarit died on the spot.

The flying head never closed its eyes, but in any case, the once powerful great priest came to an end.

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