I Am Louis XIV

The priests of the Toledo Inquisition yelled badly together in their hearts!

Their "hunting" activities with Carlos II are not unnoticed. It stands to reason that the priests and monks in the monastery should do things by themselves, but since the priests of the tribunal have always called themselves "judges of God", of course they would not condescend to go Some menial jobs, so in the Santo Domingo Monastery, there are many hired servants and workers. They have always been careful, but there are always times when they are negligent, but those sneaky mice or pure unlucky people are either caught by them or sent back by those dignitaries who don't want to be involved in this time. .

Taking a step back, is there any problem with them serving as the Inquisition and interrogating one or two people who may work for the devil, or even be possessed by the devil? Spain is not France. The art of plundering, which flourished during the period of the two kings and has been perfected day by day, has been passed down to the present. During celebrations, there are always burning torches in the square, and the cages on the church and city walls are always full. Not missing.

The problem is, what happened today was clearly planned and organized—the mercenaries who stormed the monastery, the converts who went straight to the catacombs, and the "evidence" that suddenly reappeared here after they were clearly dealt with . The priests of the tribunal couldn't help but gritted their teeth, and retreated recklessly to the entrance of the "underground palace"—their idea was very simple. In order to avoid accidents, there was only one entrance and exit for the interrogation office. They just needed to seal it, burn it, and use it again. With molten lead water sealing the gate, they could buy time to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

Of course, it is impossible for Milady to fail to think of this problem—she brought all the wizards who worked for her and Louis XIV. Anyway, after today, Toledo will inevitably fall into chaos. Grate the entire city, and then leave people here, is it still afraid that Toledo's station cage is not full enough?

That being the case, the priests of the Tribunal are undoubtedly at a disadvantage—one is the suppression of numbers, no matter how coquettish they are, it is impossible for the black wizards to live in harmony with the priests of the Tribunal who have arrested them for hundreds of years. followed the king back to the palace; secondly, it has been more than a hundred years, as most of the dark wizards in Spain were driven to the Netherlands and Flanders, the monks and priests in Toledo also began to slack off, maybe not as good as The few monks bought by Laluo at the beginning were devout and powerful.

But it’s not surprising if you think about it, if they weren’t so weak and cowardly that they might be given up by the Spanish royal family and the Archbishop of Toledo at any time, how could they have thought of using such cruel and shameless means to flatter Carlos II? ?

A man-eating tiger must be beaten to death, but the first sinner who throws human flesh at him to let him know how delicious human flesh is should be sentenced to death. Milady was wearing a black cloak, floating in the air, flashing panicked faces with the light of the fire, they should have expected that today's matter would not be so easy to pass - someone is instigating and pushing behind, it will not be easy. Will die down easily.

The witch raised her hand, and a dazzling golden-red flame burst out from her hand!

The Jews outside the monastery and the hundreds of refugees they bought saw it all, and they rushed out without any hesitation, shouting as they ran, "Kill, kill, the devil has killed!"

Don't think that the Archbishop and Patinho, the Duke and the Queen Mother will sleep peacefully before All Saints' Day, and so will the people of Toledo. On the contrary, the night before All Saints' Day is their busiest when.

Like most festivals of Christians, All Saints' Day combines similar festivals of other religions. November 1st was originally the festival of Pomona, the goddess of plants in ancient Rome. People roasted nuts and apples to celebrate her on this day. October 31st is a festival used by the ancient Celts to worship the dead and thank the autumn. On this day, Saman, the Celtic god of death, will recall all the dead to the world, in order to avoid evil spirits. , people have to dress up as ghosts and put food at the same time to appease their resentment.

On November 2, Christians will also give each other bread made of raisins. This kind of bread is called the bread of the soul, which can guarantee that those who eat it will go to heaven—whether they can go to heaven or not Anyway, the housewife at home always has to be busy for a while.

There is also the big procession, the clothes the whole family will wear at the high mass (cleaned if not new), the money or things to be donated to the monastery and church, at least enough food for a day or two-because the next probably If you don’t have time to cook, hide the valuables at home (because some people will take everyone to go to mass and steal things during the parade), and those who think they need to prepare some small money and utensils, so that they can go to the stake Collect a little ashes from the embers of the dead to make medicine... In short, for the common people, the night before All Saints' Feast is always up all night.

It's not too late now, but at 11 or 12 o'clock, when the battle broke out in front of the monastery, many people were already watching from high places and in the distance. When they heard that they had killed someone, they even came running here People with hammers, knives, axes, or flails at least ran into refugees bought by Milady within a few steps. They would not easily listen to outsiders, but at this time, Bella's lover appeared.

He was weeping, beating his chest, stamping his feet, and crying heartbreakingly. There are not a few people here who recognize him—after all, he sold a lot of property for the girl he loves. People respect this loyal young man, He was deeply impressed and liked him very much. As soon as he heard that he found the reliquary that Bella never left on a priest, he immediately rushed over with him.

When they rushed over, the mercenaries had already taken control of the gate, and dozens of corpses had already been moved out - Milady had already made sufficient preparations when she chose to keep those few, and these were all appearances. As complete as possible, or with distinctive features. In the beginning, only one or two people were recognized. Later, more people heard about it, and those who lost relatives and friends for no reason immediately ran over...

It's hard to tell whether these people want a "yes" answer or a "no" answer.

Milady knew only the continual high-pitched growls and wailing that seemed to come from the heart instead of the throat.

She has seen the bodies. They are all so young and beautiful. If they hadn't encountered these evil spirits, they should have an extremely beautiful future—even if they didn't, any kind of future would be better than rotting with maggots under six feet.

The priests of the Santo Domingo Monastery were very careful when they first started doing this, but after a long time, they became careless—those young people were defenseless against the priests and monks they were familiar with, They can also save a lot of money to hire thieves and reduce unnecessary talk in the name of euphemism. They never expected to be discovered... and they were defenseless, with no room for cover-up or evasion.

After the initial grief and disbelief, those who came to claim their relatives would of course ask who they were and where they were found. After all, these children left such clear traces of torture and torture, and later they didn’t have to ask Yes, because the entire Santo Domingo Monastery was already filled with angry crowds. They searched everywhere, and apart from the "evidence" left by Milady, they found a lot of sporadic evidence. A cross, a belt, a pair of rings... All kinds of inconspicuous gadgets, maybe they were accidentally left somewhere, or they were left behind by villains to play with.

People at this time have already lost their minds, and even some relatives and friends who have been missing for decades regard them as the culprits—at this time, it is impossible to use the power of the Inquisition to intimidate and oppress the people , the soldiers and servants of the monastery have been swept and torn apart by the people's anger, the monks and priests of the tribunal were forced to retreat to the bell tower, looking down, there was a bright sea of ​​flames - there may be thousands of people holding torches here people.

"Has the raven come back?" a priest asked tremblingly.

"Even if there is no raven, His Majesty the King and the others should know what happened, we just need to wait a little longer..."

"They're already building ladders."

"As soon as the king's reinforcements arrive, these rabble will all run away..."

"They even brought out all the instruments of torture." As soon as this sentence came out, these people who used to be so powerful and thought they could control the fate of others like gods trembled - how could they, how could they... no no No, they would never dare to...

"Shut up! Otherwise, I'll throw you down. I'm sure the group of untouchables below will be very happy to get such a gift!"

The priest who was reprimanded closed his mouth in worry, while the priest who reprimanded him forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart—those foreign wizards could catch them and even kill them, but they let them go at the last moment , Who are these people, where are they from, and what are they going to do! ?

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"Is that all right?" asked the leader of the Jews.

Milady shook her head, "One monastery is not enough for the minister and archbishop to mobilize fifteen hundred people outside your block."

"Then where are we going to attack?" the leader of the Judahs asked calmly. If it had been someone impatient, he would have accused or urged Milady. They have it.

"It's not you," Milady said, looking in the direction of the old palace, "it's another person."

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Queen Antonia kneels in front of the holy image of St. Joseph. Although she should serve the patron saint of Spain, Mother Teresa, she is going to do something that may harm Spain today. Maybe St. Teresa can't bless her she.

"Your Majesty the Queen, Your Majesty the King invites you to his suite." The maid outside the door said, her words were full of hesitation and worry.

"Tell them and I'll be right there," said Antonia. She looked at St. Joseph, a descendant of David, the bride of the Virgin Mary, the adoptive father of Jesus, and the adoptive adopter of the Son of God—although the Roman Church has not been able to canonize him for many reasons, but in Austria , many people regard him as their patron saint, he is the caretaker and guardian of women and children, and the last comfort of the dying.

The little queen closed her eyes. If anything happened, this was her last prayer, so let's regard it as the last sacrament she did.

When she stood up, left her own suite, and walked towards the king's suite, which was less than a hundred feet away, she kept recalling the scene where the "famous lady" appeared in front of her again.

There was a sudden extra person that night in the hanging curtain of the bed, and Antonia would have fainted at once if she had not grown accustomed to being frightened. A hand was pressed on her lips, and the aroma of roses was like an invisible sweet candy, which went straight from her nose into her chest cavity, and it stayed on Antonia's face for a long time before slowly dissipating.

"Forgive me for such a rash request," said Milady; "but, Your Majesty, you have too many ears and eyes around you."

The little queen looked at her for a while through the thin light cast through the gap: "It's you...you are not an ordinary prostitute or mercenary."

"No, I'm not."

Antonia paused slightly, "Perhaps I should also say...you are neither Spanish, nor an Austrian, nor an Englishman..."

Milady changed her posture, and Antonia noticed that she was pressing down on the sheet wrapped around her body, making it impossible for her to get out of the flexible shackles quickly.

"How dare you!?" Antonia asked in a low voice, "As long as I yell..."

"Then you're really going to end your life." Milady said, "Your Majesty, I just made a deal with some people a few hours ago. It's a very good deal. I exchanged a soul that should have gone to hell long ago for a thousand dollars." innocent life, now, let me ask you, do you want to make a deal with me?"

Antonia smiled indifferently. Although she was still a child, before leaving Austria, Leopold I and the ministers taught her everything they could. Louis XIV of France, Antonia's father, and Habu Fort's worst enemy, "I won't believe a word you say."

"Why do you say that, I have never lied to you."

Antonia got stuck. In terms of shamelessness and sophistry, how could she win against Milady who crawled out of the prison?

"I did not harm you, Your Majesty, I only saved you, and everything I said to you was true—I saved you and your maid from a disaster, but," said Milady Said: "As long as Carlos II is still there, your crisis will never be resolved."

"The world is changing, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow."

"Well said, Your Majesty, maybe you will be accidentally beaten to death by Carlos II tomorrow."

"He wouldn't...nor would anyone around him allow that to happen."

Milady stared at her for a while, then said softly: "Do you know why people are afraid of madmen?" She did not wait for the queen to answer: "Because you can never predict the behavior of a madman. And you, your greatest The value of you has disappeared, even if it is absurd, you admit it, and the nobles of Spain have also witnessed you being sent to the delivery room with a distended belly to give birth to a son. This child will link the two kingdoms of Spain and Austria You, Habsburgs, you may be a nuisance on the contrary, because you are the most reliable witness and the most irrefutable evidence of this crime..."

The pale face of the little queen made Milady feel a tinge of pity, but she continued on with a firm heart: "The Spaniards may want you to die in an accident, and then Carlos II, who they can't control, As for Austria, apart from that child, the Queen Mother Maria is still the sister of Leopold I. The friendly relations between the two countries can continue. Perhaps when this child grows up, your father will marry his youngest daughter to him, It is entirely possible that the age difference between the two is only four years."

Would Leopold I do this? Will the Spaniards do this? Antonia didn't have to ask herself or anyone else, there was only one answer.

Carlos II treats her as if he treats it, without any respect or love. Could it be that her good aunt, queen mother Maria, Duke Don Juan who often haunts the court, Archbishop of Toledo, Patinho Waiting for people to see it, can't you hear it? Of course not, they knew everything, but they felt that there was no need to care about such a girl who was sacrificed to the altar by her father and the country.

The letter she wrote to her father Leopold I also fell into the sea, and the only letter was a reprimand—the envoy of Leopold I sternly warned her that as the princess of Austria and queen of Spain, she should be more obedient Serve her husband earnestly, win his love and trust, instead of thinking about running away from him as soon as possible every time... Antonia knew that Leopold I was very disappointed in her, and he probably hoped that he could be like the Grand Duke of France. The princess, or the great princess, has completely mastered the heart of the fiancé, so that she can become the arm of Austria not only in the court, but also in the court.

But why didn't he see how Louis XIV was a father and uncle! How can a child who doesn't even care about his own father be lucky enough to be loved by others!

Suddenly, her cheeks felt slightly cold, and she realized that Milady was gently wiping away her tears.

"Crying is good, but it won't fix anything," said Milady. "You're the strongest boy I've ever seen, and even if you hate the French, don't cheer up and listen to us." What about the conditions His Majesty the King promised you? If you are not satisfied, there is no room for bargaining."

Antonia turned her face sideways: "I am already the Queen of Spain."

Could the king of France bring her another crown even if he owned France, Holland, Flanders, etc.?

"You just said that things are changing, my lord," said Milady jokingly, "perhaps you will still be a queen."

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