After Becoming The Tyrant

"The Pope will go to Bracy to crown Ferry III in person." The Duke of Buckingham handed the letter to the king.

The king frowned.

The letter was sent back from Legrand's overseas secret letter in Blacy, and the king quickly browsed through it.

Coronation, baptism.

Before that, this had been a haze hanging over the rose royal family.

The Duke of Buckingham subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the Black Tower.

The gloomy night more than ten years ago seemed to appear before his eyes again: Queen Ilinor who was about to give birth, William III who failed to return from the battlefield, and the palace guards who were apparently dead The cavalry led by Earl Walter, but in fact, the real guard is the force in the shadow of the Rose family led by the Duke of Buckingham himself.

That night, the candlelight of the nobles' messengers lit up a thin river outside the palace.

The night was dark.

With a long sword across his knees, he sat in the darkness of the cold night guarding the soon-to-be-born crown prince behind him.They are making a gamble, and the bet is the life and death of the Qiangwei family.They had no other choice, and the Duke of Buckingham didn't know if the gamble would pay off.

The former Templar stood behind him, whispering to him that the hell being they were waiting for had entered the queen's bedroom.

Hearing these words, the hand of the Duke of Buckingham holding the hilt of the sword tightened subconsciously, and the veins on the back of his hand were like horned dragons.

As long as there is still a little hope, they will not choose to put such a heavy burden on the newborn child.They sacrificed all the happy time a child should have, and put the king's destiny on his shoulders early.

When the crying sounded, the Duke of Buckingham closed his eyes.

From then on, the new Crown Prince is destined to bear everything—everything handed over by them who were supposed to protect him from wind and rain.Can the young crown prince survive the long and tearing madness?Will he go completely insane or will he be as expected?

they do not know.

So it's a big gamble.

At that moment, the Duke of Buckingham felt like a coward.

Eleanor had hated him and William III for so many years, and they deserved to be hated.

"Why do you think the Pope personally crowned Ferry?" The king thought about it and asked the Duke of Buckingham.

The Duke of Buckingham shook himself from the memory of that night.

He looked at the king: "Maybe it's because of the Black Death... I think the Holy Court should have other powers."

"No, it should be more than that."

The king shook his head slowly.

He was able to use the power of hell to fight against the Black Death, so the Holy Court, which also possesses mysterious power, may not be completely helpless against the Black Death.At least, judging from the intelligence sent back by overseas spies, the Black Death has not yet broken out in the sanctuary where the Holy Court is located.

——Is it not infected yet, or is there another way?

The king's guess tends to be that the Holy Court has some way to save people infected by the Black Death, but this method is either not easy to implement, or it is expensive and cannot be really promoted.Otherwise, with the Holy Court's behavior, they should have taken advantage of the outbreak of the Black Death to increase people's devotion to it again.

Well, that being the case, the Pope's trip to Blacy to crown Ferry III was definitely not just for the Black Death.

perhaps……

The king connected the information brought back by General John to this matter.

"war."

he whispered.

The Duke of Buckingham looked at him suspiciously.

"The Holy Court has been preparing for a war. Now, I know what their goal is." The king said slowly, "Blessie. They intend to—"

"Religious nation building."

A short sentence, like a thunderbolt passing across the world, tearing away the thick fog in an instant, allowing people to see a corner of the horrifying truth.

There was dead silence in the study.

There seems to be a sound of gold and iron in the air, declaring that the political situation in the mainland that has been stable for a long time will set off a violent upheaval.

"Blessie, Holy Court, Jianguo." The Duke of Buckingham read out these three words slowly, he let out a deep breath, and understood the purpose of the series of plans of the Holy Court over the years. "Choose to carry out the battle for the founding of the Holy Court when the Black Death broke out, so that other countries will not dare to intervene easily..."

Both he and the king knew that once the Holy Court successfully established a country directly controlled by theocracy, their enemies would be stronger than before.

The king made his decision at once.

He unfolded a new letter paper and took up a pen to write a top-secret letter.

This letter is addressed to Legrand's sworn enemy, Blacy's new king Ferry III.

Such is the political arena—there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

The king signed his name and stamped it, and looked up at the Duke of Buckingham: "Is there anyone who can secretly send it to Ferry III in time?"

The Duke of Buckingham nodded.

"It must be sent to Ferry III before the coronation ceremony." The king delivered the letter to the duke.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Duke of Buckingham replied, he paused, and asked.

"Has your headache been better lately?"

The king glanced at him, then picked up the next report: "Much better."

The two tacitly avoided talking about a certain topic.

The next report was also not good news. The Duke of Buckingham did not feel relieved when he saw the king's expression.

"What's the situation?"

"refugee."

The king answered succinctly.

The Black Death broke out for a period of time, and Blessie was not the only country on the other side of the Abyss Strait.A country with a vast area like Blacy is better, but other small coastal countries are in bad luck, and a whole country is almost on the verge of extinction without war.

Against the backdrop of such a catastrophe, Legrand, which has not yet been swept by the plague, has become a pure land in their eyes.

The refugees fled in haste from their hometown where the Black Death was ravaging, overcame the ocean currents and storms on the Abyss Strait in winter with difficulty, and wanted to flee to Legrand to avoid the disaster.

Prior to this, the king's order was to strictly refuse the entry of any refugees, and all refugees near the Legrand sea area would be expelled by the royal navy.Any Legrand who tried to provide relief to the refugees in private would be guillotined along with the refugees.

The king received much flak for his order, and sentimental poets wrote verses about their king's hard heart, which would never weep for any sad story.

But all this can't stop the king's cold blood.

The royal fleet obeys only his orders.

This time, however, the refugees were so different that First Officer Charles felt compelled to report them to the King, who would make his decision.

Those were refugees who escaped from the country of Cattani.

The refugee team included the king and queen of Catani, as well as a large number of nobles.This level of refugee flight is no longer a spontaneous asylum-seeking nature, but has risen to a political issue.

The king tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

The Duke of Buckingham made no noise to interfere with the king's decision.

"Deport them—whether commoners or nobles."

The king made a choice.

But soon, he frowned again: "There's something wrong."

"Do you think there is a problem?"

The king didn't answer directly, he stood up, walked to the map hanging in the study, and found the location of the country of Katani.

This is a small country, and at the same time, it is located in the place where the Hopeless Inland Sea and the Abyss Strait are connected. It is a small commercial country with prosperous shipping.Judging from its geographical location, under the influence of the Black Death, it seems that it is not impossible that even the king and queen would flee to other countries.

The king surveyed those routes.

"Tell Charles, mobilize the fleet, and increase vigilance."

After thinking for a long time, the king suddenly said coldly.

………………

The ghost ship of the Walwe pirates.

Charles unfolds the secret letter, delivered swiftly by surreptitious means.

"Expel them."

Charles said to the pirates who were waiting for the order, and at the same time asked the royal fleet on the southeast coast to temporarily tighten up the gathering—the admiral of the royal navy at this time was Captain Hawkins in name, but obviously there was no way to count on how reliable Captain Hawkins could be.

After the pirates got the order, they whistled.

This order is extremely cruel and ruthless to those who are protected in the city and are safe and sound, but in the eyes of the pirates, it is too in line with their style!

God!Those sympathetic idiots who would feed their heads to pigs!

They should really come to the ship to see for themselves the plague ship that they have sunk these days, see the disgusting and horrible scene on that ship, and then let them go face to face with those refugees who are likely to carry the plague. What is "kindness" called "compassion".

Thinking about it, they are very happy to have those densely packed big bumps on their bodies.

"Ho! Ho! Legrand has a good king!"

The pirates chanted and pulled up the sails vigorously, and the oarsmen rowed hard.

"Ho! Ho! Great and glorious!"

The rose pattern on the sail was agitated by the wind, glowing in full bloom.

Charles heard the voices of the sailors, and he smiled and shook his head.

A few days ago, many of these guys almost beat people to death with wine jars in the tavern, because they heard that some people in the tavern lashed out at the king from time to time, and some even made up some songs and sang them.

It was rare for these guys to be so filled with righteous indignation, even when they returned to the ship, they were still indignant. They gathered together and racked their brains to come up with a nondescript chant.

Charles included these fellows in his letter to the king.

This is not to praise one's own men in front of the king.

He is the king's godfather.

Rationally, he knew that when the king made various decisions, he must also know that he would face these criticisms, and the king chose to bear them.But as the godfather, after the death of William III, as the person closest to the role of father, Charles hopes to make the king happy.

Charles hoped that the foolish behavior of these pirates would bring some comfort to the young king who had too much to carry.

If possible, he hoped that his godson would be safe and happy.

Unfortunately, that is too extravagant for a monarch.

"Ho! God save my king!"

Amidst the wild roars of the pirates, the fleet moved forward quickly.

They lined up, chasing down the Qahtani ships awaiting a reply.

The trumpeter stood at the bow of the ship and blew the ear-piercing trumpet vigorously. At the same time, the bow rams of the battleship ships were all aimed at the Katani ships, showing a gesture of expulsion.

The Katani ships weighed anchor and hoisted their sails as well.

They retreated slowly, as if in great dejection.

Charles held up the binoculars, looked at their distant shadows, and felt that something was wrong.

"Just leave like this?"

He frowned, feeling uneasy that this expected difficult expulsion went smoothly.But since the refugees from Qahtani had retreated, they would not chase them down, so after the refugee ships disappeared from sight, the royal fleet turned around and returned.

…………

On the vast sea.

The Qatani refugee fleet flying the dark gray flag left the area blocked by the royal fleet, sailed back and forth for a while, then turned around suddenly, and sailed back in the dark.

When the ships moored at the port at night found that a refugee ship was approaching again, they hurriedly lit torches, rowed their oars, and shouted loudly to expel them and keep them from approaching the dock.

The sailor standing at the bow held a torch, and he shouted, threatening to attack if the refugee ship did not leave.

As soon as he shouted twice, he saw a trebuchet set up on the opposite ship in the dark night.

Does the other party want to fight with them and land on the island?

The thought flashed by.

The next moment, they saw something on the refugee ship thrown high by the trebuchet in the dark night, and threw it to the port city behind.

That's not a boulder!There is no way a trebuchet can throw a heavy boulder that far.

what is that?

An ominous premonition passed by.

Someone threw a torch into the sky.

When the flames flickered, they saw a vague shadow in a flash.

"It's a corpse!"

Someone exclaimed.

Amidst the noise, Charles, who hastily put on his coat and boarded the deck, saw the scene before him, and his expression changed suddenly.He realizes—

This is a premeditated plague infection! [1]

The real goal of Cattani is not to get relief, they are here to send the Black Death to Legrand!

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[1] Historically, wars have often been unscrupulous.According to Gabriele Dempsey recorded such an incident in "1348 Plague and Death", when the Tatars attacked Tana, the plague broke out in the Tatar army, thousands of people died every day, so "The Tartars spread their hatred on the people in the city, hoping to spread the disease to their Christian enemies. They threw the dead bodies into the city with the help of weapons. The Christian guards in the city held their positions and took the diseased people. Dead bodies were thrown into the sea as much as possible...the air was polluted, the wells were infected with germs, the disease was spreading rapidly in the city..."