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King Philip II of Spain was in his palace study to review documents and attend to political affairs.

Philip II was a very diligent king, and after the death of his first king, Spain fell into chaos. Several princes, relatives, and with the support of various noble supporters, carried out a protracted campaign for that throne, which caused war in Spain and the people fell into untold misery.

Even the neighboring country of France came to fight the autumn wind, wanting to beat the water dogs and seize some territory. Fortunately, with the help and lobbying of the Holy See, everyone put aside their disputes, unanimously drove those hateful French out of the country.

After driving out the French, everyone's fighting spirit declined, and after several less fierce confrontations and compromises, Philip II succeeded to the throne as the new king of Spain by virtue of his own strength, and the support of the Holy See and most of the nobility.

After so many years of hard work, recuperation, and hard work from top to bottom of Spain, the domestic situation has calmed down, and the national strength has also flourished, and it has begun to return to its former prosperity.

Of course, these are inseparable from Philip II's diligence in political affairs, knowledge of people, courage to reform, and fanatical piety.

At the end of the regular meeting in the morning, the afternoon was the time for him to review the reports of the ministers and deal with some tedious political matters. And this time often lasts until the evening. For these, Philip II did not feel hard at all, but enjoyed it. For him, it is the happiest thing to see his country growing and strong day by day, and it is a kind of enjoyment for him.

But today, the enjoyment didn't last long and was forced to stop.

"Report to Your Majesty, Patriarch Trigo asks to see you. ”

The report of the guards interrupted His Majesty's train of thought, and he raised his head from the table.

"Patriarch Trigo, he's not going to oversee the church, what are you doing here? Forget it, let him in. "His Majesty the King gave the order.

The ornate door slowly opened, and the red-robed Patriarch walked into the study with three black-robed men.

Patriarch Trigo was a bearded, middle-aged man, who spoke in a hearty and loud voice, and liked to get straight to the point: "Oh, my majesty, my old friend, this time I want to ask you for help." ”

Philip II liked his temperament. He hates to talk to those old guys, often for a long time, and those old guys are talking about it, not leading the topic to their actual purpose, which is very inkblotting and very wasteful of time.

Patriarch Trigo is different, unlike most priests and bishops of the Holy See, he likes to go straight to the goal, tell his purpose directly, and act decisively and resolutely, very efficient, and now Spain needs such efficient people, so Philip II likes and trusts him very much.

"Oh, my old friend, don't be so polite, you might as well tell me anything, I will definitely help you if I can. With a smile, Philip II asked directly.

Patriarch Trigo's face was serious, and he replied quickly: "We, the Holy See, want to carry out a big plan! a big plan that can benefit the entire continent! But the plan must require your Majesty's participation and full support. ”

"Oh, what plan?" asked Philip II, with some interest.

"Well, let the maker of this plan and the person who presides over the implementation of this plan explain it to His Majesty in person. Patriarch Trigo pointed to a black-robed man behind him.

Under the interested gaze of the King of Spain, the black-robed man slowly took off the hood on his head, revealing a white-haired, kind face, he bowed, and then introduced: "Introduce yourself, below is the new Grand Inquisitor of the Holy See, Richelieu." In addition, I am the former Patriarch of France. Of course, that was in the past, and now I am just a humble servant who sweeps away darkness for the Lord. ”

"Richelieu?" His Majesty's brow furrowed suddenly, of course he had heard of this name, and some deeds related to this name, which made him a little wary: "I wonder what His Excellency Richelieu has to say?"

"Your Majesty need not worry. The white-haired former Patriarch smiled kindly: "My plan will not do Spain any harm, but will give His Majesty high prestige." ”

"Oh, what is the plan?" and although he was a little unconvinced, as a devout believer in the Lord, Philip II decided to let him continue.

"I wonder if Your Majesty has ever heard of the Werewolf?" asked the Old Grand Inquisitor.

After thinking about it, Philip II replied, "I know, it's the same people who graze wolves in the forest and occasionally come out to attack the villages." We used to have one or two tribes in Spain, but now they don't, they all migrated to the north a few months ago. ”

"Oh, and that's what His Majesty thinks of them?" asked the black-robed Grand Inquisitor with a smile.

"What else can you think, these demons are outside, looting villages, slaughtering, plundering, and doing all kinds of evil, if I catch them, they will all be executed. But now that they're all gone, there's no need to bother. His Majesty decided to explain the conversation as quickly as possible, and expressed a hint of refusal.

"Yes, they are all gone now, not just Spain, Portugal, France, Germany, Poland, the Czech Republic, Italy...... All the werewolf tribes migrated away. After a pause, the old man then asked, "Does Your Majesty know where they have gone?"

"This ......" Philip II recalls the reports he had seen, but did not mention it.

"They went to Denmark, captured several ports, and went to sea. Without waiting for His Majesty to ask, the old man went on to explain.

"In that case, what does that have to do with us in Spain?" Philip II was puzzled: "If they want to go to sea, they can go to sea, and I can't control such a long way." ”

"They went to their holy place to hold sacrifices, and after the beginning of spring, they will still come back. The old man's voice was slow, soft.

"So what? What are you trying to do?" Philip II was a little impatient, he hated people who couldn't get to the point for a long time, especially such an old man, who went around and around, but didn't get to the point.

But the old man still did not explain directly: "Before coming to Spain, we actually went to Portugal first, and His Majesty Louis has agreed to participate in our plan, and he has agreed to send 100 ships, as well as two powerful navigators. ”

The white-haired old man's eyes were shining, his tone was raised, and his momentum was like a rainbow: "We plan to completely annihilate all the wolf herders at sea! Let none of them return to the mainland! And to achieve this goal, we need to be sent by Your Majesty, the secretly formed, invincible armada!"

(To be continued.) )