Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 181 Armada
Spain, Madrid, Royal Palace of Madrid.

King Philip II of Spain is reviewing documents and handling political affairs in the study of the palace.

Philip II was a very diligent king. After the death of the previous king, Spain fell into chaos.Several princes and relatives, with the support of various noble supporters, waged a protracted battle for the throne, which caused wars in Spain and the people fell into boundless misery.

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

After the French were driven away, everyone's fighting spirit declined. After several less intense confrontations and compromises, Philip II relied on his own strength and the support of the Holy See and most of the nobles to continue to fight. became the new king of Spain.

After so many years of hard work, rest and recuperation, Spain has worked hard with one heart and one mind, the domestic situation has calmed down, the national strength is also thriving, and the prosperity of the past has begun to resume.

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

After finishing the routine meeting in the morning, in the afternoon he would review the reports of the ministers and deal with some cumbersome political affairs.And this time, often lasts into the night.For these, Philip II did not feel hard at all, but never tired of it.For him, it is the happiest thing to see his country grow stronger and stronger day by day, and it is a kind of enjoyment for him.

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

"Report to His Majesty, Patriarch Trigo, please see me."

The guards' report interrupted His Majesty's thoughts and made him look up from the table.

"Patriarch Trigo? He's not going to supervise the building of the church. What is he doing here? Forget it, let him come in." His Majesty the King issued an order.

The gorgeous door opened slowly, and the patriarch in red walked into the study with three men in black.

Patriarch Trigo is a middle-aged man with a beard and a beard. His voice is full of air, and he likes to get straight to the point: "Oh, my lord, my old friend, I have something to ask for your help this time. .”

Philip II liked his temperament.He hated talking with those old guys, and often talked for a long time, and those old guys were talking about it, not leading the topic to their actual purpose, which was very ink-stained and a waste of time.

The Patriarch Trigo is different, unlike most priests and bishops of the Holy See. He likes to go straight to the goal, speak out his purpose directly, and he is decisive and very efficient in his work. Now Spain, Such an efficient person is needed, so Philip II likes and trusts him very much.

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

Patriarch Trigo's face was serious, and he answered quickly: "Our Holy See wants 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?" Philip II asked with some interest.

"Well, let the makers of this plan and the person in charge of the execution explain it to His Majesty." Patriarch Trigo pointed to a black-robed man behind him.

Under the interested eyes of the Spanish king, the man in black slowly took off the hood on his head, revealing a white-haired, kind face. He bowed and introduced: "Introduction Next, I am the new chief judge of the Holy See Tribunal, Richelieu. In addition, I am also the former chief patriarch of France. Of course, that is a thing of the past, and now I am just a humble servant who sweeps away the darkness for the Lord."

"Richelieu?" His Majesty the King frowned, of course he had heard of this name and some deeds related to this name, which made him a little vigilant: "I don't know what advice does His Majesty Richelieu have? "

"Your Majesty don't have to worry." The white-haired former Patriarch smiled kindly: "My plan will not do any harm to Spain, but it will give Your Majesty a high reputation."

"Oh, what's the plan?" Although he didn't believe it, Philip II, as a devout believer of the Lord, decided to let him continue.

"I don't know if Your Majesty has heard of a werewolf?" asked the old judge.

After thinking for a while, Philip II replied: "I know, it's the group of people who graze wolves in the forest and occasionally come out to attack villages. It seems that we also had one or two tribes in Spain, but Not anymore, they all migrated north a few months ago."

"Oh, so how does His Majesty see them?" With a smile, the big judge in black robe continued to ask.

"How can I look at it again? These evil spirits are heretics, they plundered villages, massacred, kidnapped, and they did all kinds of evil. If I catch them, they will all be executed. But since they have all left now, there is no need to go to war." His Majesty the King decided to explain the conversation as quickly as possible, showing a slight refusal.

"Yes, they have all left now, not just Spain, Portugal, France, Germany, Poland, Czech Republic, Italy...all the wolfherd tribes have migrated away." After a pause, the old man then asked: "Your Majesty knows Where did they go?"

"This." Philip II recalled the reports he had read, but did not mention this one.

"They went to Denmark, captured several ports, and then went to sea." Before His Majesty the King asked, the old man continued to explain.

"Since this is the case, what does it have to do with us in Spain?" Philip II expressed his puzzlement: "If they want to go to sea, they will go to sea, and I don't think I can control such a long distance."

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

"So what? What are you guys trying to do?" Philip II was a little impatient. He hated others who couldn't get to the point, especially such an old man, who went around and said nothing.

But the old man still didn't explain directly: "Before coming to Spain, we actually went to Portugal first. His Majesty Louis has agreed to participate in our plan. He agreed to send 100 ships and two powerful navigators."

The white-haired old man's eyes sparkled, his tone rose, and his momentum was like a rainbow: "We plan to completely wipe out all the werewolf herders at sea! Let none of them return to the mainland! And to achieve this goal, His Majesty needs to send out, the secret formed, the Armada!"

(End of this chapter)