I Am Louis XIV

As soon as Queen Antonia entered, she was slapped in the face.

She fell to her knees skillfully, and the maid behind her also crawled down—literally, people who are often beaten know that when facing a mob who cannot resist or cannot resist This posture of surrender is the least likely to be injured. The human skull is quite hard, and the back is less likely to be fatally injured than the soft chest and abdomen. quite unfavorable.

Carlos II let out a mean sneer, leaned over and wanted to grab the little queen by the hair, drag her up and beat her hard - he was also very skilled at this, Antonia was already holding her breath and getting ready After being hit a few times, who knows that she only felt a slight pain in a few hair roots, and something rudely swept over her bun——she quickly glanced over from the corner of her eye, and saw that Carlos II was a little dazed looking at his hands.

The maid behind Carlos II could see it clearly. Carlos II's eyes and hands couldn't cooperate at all. He tried a few more times but failed, so he had to kick Antonia angrily. And the attendants scattered in other places in the room didn't notice that Antonia glanced at the maid holding the flagon the moment she raised her head.

"Pour me some more wine." Carlos II returned to the table. His epilepsy, amblyopia and paralysis were all healed under the treatment of wizard potions, but this does not mean that the Habsburg has been entangled for hundreds of years. The chronic disease would not make a comeback—in other words, the black wizards used a method like drinking poison to quench his thirst to make him heal on the surface, but the root of the rot was not only not removed, but invaded his spinal cord and brain.

This made Carlos II often do unimaginable and incomprehensible behaviors. This situation was not obvious when he "visited" Versailles. After returning to Toledo, it intensified, so that the Queen Mother And Duke Don Juan had to move his court and court to Toledo instead of letting Carlos II return to Madrid - Madrid had too many enemies.

"Don't dawdle!" Carlos II urged again: "If you have no ears or no brains like my wife, I will dig them out."

The maid trembled, and hastily lowered the spout. The golden viscous liquor was poured from the silver jug ​​into the golden cup. Carlos II eagerly took it and swallowed it down.

When Mrs. Milady and Queen Antonia met for the first time, they reminded them that the hop wine they used to confuse Carlos II's mind was no longer effective-hops are slightly poisonous and will give People bring hallucinations, but if you drink too much, it will also produce adaptability. At that time, it will not play much role. At the suggestion of Milady, the queen changed to another kind of mandala and myrtle. of mixed juice.

The irony is that if there is only the queen alone, or only her and the Austrian female officials, this kind of thing cannot be done anyway-even Charles I who was sent to the guillotine, there are many people who sympathize with him, and What is most astonishing and shocking is that Carlos II was able to fill the people around him who should be most loyal and close to him with hatred and fear of him, forcing, humiliating, beating, threatening, if these are not enough, there is death, enough to make Those people, no matter where they came from, have tacitly become the queen's accomplices-they should have been the queen's jailers and enemies.

And the people around Carlos II, from the Queen Mother to Patinho, all made a mistake, that is, they did not take these low-status people seriously.

Jose also strongly asked Juan Patinho, his uncle, to intervene in this matter. Although it cannot be said that the king and the common people have committed crimes at this time, it can at least make Carlos II restrain himself, but Patinho also has Considering his worries, and, he felt that Carlos II was about to die, so there was no need for extra trouble.

As for the people around Carlos, whether they were the attendants of the wolfhounds or the dark wizards as their arms, they had already lost their conscience and reason, and they didn't feel that those weak and incompetent mortals could do anything.

They missed a lot of chances and tonight might be their last.

"Come to my side," Carlos II drunkenly waved his hand after drinking another large glass of wine, as if calling a dog, "my queen."

Queen Antonia stood up from the ground, walked meekly in front of Carlos II, and knelt down again. This angle made Carlos II feel comfortable-he recently felt that the bones of his back and chest were not right. The sunken, the former raised, he couldn't even ride a horse.

"I think you deserve a little punishment," he said.

Antonia was not foolish enough to ask why, "If it makes you happy," she said softly.

"Of course it makes me happy." Carlos II raised his eyes, revealing a large gray area: "I always feel that you betrayed me, Queen, although I have no proof."

Antonia's breathing paused, and Mrs. Milady guessed right again. She said, even if Carlos II didn't have the memory of that night, wolves want to eat meat and dogs want to eat excrement. Why don't we have to show any evidence? ?

What a rude... madam, thought Antonia, fortunately she hung her head so that Carlos II could not see the corners of her mouth raised: "It is absolutely nothing," she exclaimed in mock alarm : "I can't even get out of my apartment!" She took two steps on her knees short of breath, and hugged Carlos II's feet while suppressing her nausea: "If anyone says anything to you! Your Majesty, please believe me too!" I, I did it just to please you!"

Carlos II paused, opened his eyes hard, and his chaotic mind seemed to be a little clearer. He said that the queen betrayed him was purely intimidating, but what the queen said seemed... Maybe she really did it behind her back What?

He swayed and stood up, kicking the queen with a ruthless kick: "What did you do!?"

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Queen Antonia can be said to have done something, or she didn't do anything - she just asked the Austrian ambassador to find a black wizard for her, and was going to hold a black mass to win the king's favor.

Knowing this from the mouth of the queen and the maid, Carlos II and the black wizards around him laughed sarcastically, but there was also something that moved their hearts, that is, the queen prepared for this black mass. A large number of sacrifices and materials.

Ever since the matter of the Santo Domingo Monastery was known by the Queen Mother, the Archbishop and others, they cleaned it up very cleanly. It would be strange if it wasn’t for the Inquisition’s lack of torture equipment. They would even take away the torture equipment and burn them. Although they did not blame The king has already given up, but everyone around the king has been warned, including those persistent wizards and servants who work for tigers.

Without the object of "fun and pleasure", Carlos II became difficult to serve, and they had to try their best to draw the king's attention to the Austrian woman—it seemed that she couldn't bear it any longer, so they came up with this idea Ridiculous idea. As for those dark wizards, they are also eager to return to their old jobs, not only to flatter the king, but also because they can continuously obtain various fresh and precious materials from blood to souls from this kind of activity.

For example, the wizards of Gajola will also make puppets, and the doctors of mortals will also use human ashes and internal organs for medicine. Whether the "flesh and blood assets" of black wizards are sufficient, whether they are of good quality, and whether they are diverse, even directly affect their spells. The degree of effectiveness and strength is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth life and wealth. Although a lot has been accumulated before, will there be a miser who feels that there are too many gold coins in his pocket?

When the queen's maid confessed that the queen had sold a lot of jewels and hired many people, and when they tied up no less than twenty pilgrims during All Saints' Feast, their eyes shone.

Carlos II has not been able to touch the hot flesh and blood for almost a month. He rubbed his fingers subconsciously. The queen mother and the archbishop had warned him sternly before, but who is he, he is the king! The sole ruler of Spain! Father and master of all peoples!

He fed them, and of course could butcher them!

"I think you can please me in a more direct way," said Carlos II.

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The night was dark and the air was cold.

"It's raining." A black wizard said so, and they accompanied Carlos II to the place the queen said, riding the night, quietly, and no one was disturbed-mainly referring to the queen mother, from Carlos II From the beginning of King II, no one thought that the queen dared to lie to the king. Besides, even if there was no such incident, Carlos II would only trouble the queen. They could have a good night without having to accompany the moody king.

Carlos II intends to take the queen with him, but who knows that the queen mother's maid suddenly came to summon the queen, saying that the Austrian envoy came to visit the queen suddenly and asked to meet the queen, so the queen had to go to the queen mother, Carlos II was surprised The female officer had a face that was unfamiliar to him, but the new toy dropped from the sky made him excited, and the idea was fleeting.

Pilgrims! What a good prey, why didn't he think of it? Toledo has always been a holy place for Christians, Jews and Moors. Of course, there are only Christians now, but no one who has the financial resources and strength to make a pilgrimage It would be the kind of skinny, dark, uninteresting pauper. They always have some wealth, some of them have servants, they are in good health, and if they are not beautiful, they are at least correct-in this era, poor food and frequent illness will make poor people ugly, and when poor people come Lack of education, and secondly, forced by livelihood, it is difficult to take into account the luxury of morality, so it is not without reason to use appearance to judge a person's soul at this time.

But once this standard is extended to someone like Carlos II, it is a disaster.

People like this are the object of Carlos II's envy and hatred. Regardless of their status, money, or power, they cannot compare with Carlos II, but they can have the healthy body that Carlos II dreamed of. With a clear mind——Carlos II involuntarily gritted his teeth in the carriage. At the stage when his hazy consciousness just woke up, he and the Queen Mother, as well as the ministers, and even Duke Don Juan, embraced each other. Hopeful and full of joy, he sees himself in the mirror every day, and feels that if he can't claim to be Apollo like Louis XIV, he is at least an Ares (God of War).

It was precisely because of this mentality that he boldly and confidently went to Paris to propose to the princess of France.

Carlos II felt that he was completely condescending to the princess. It stands to reason that the princess of Louis XIV was worthy of him in identity. It is a pity that he was in poor health in those years, so he would Missed this opportunity. The princess is only the daughter of a duke, and judging by the physical condition of Louis XIV and the status of the heir, she may not be able to become a princess, and France implements the Salic inheritance law, unless Bourbon is extinct, her husband will not be able to inherit The possibility of the French throne.

However, the dowry of the princess should make up for this.

Carlos II did not expect to be rejected.

The trip to Paris brought him no glory but shame, Carlos II biting his nails nervously, he will not forget, if only he found his chance, no, he found his chance, he cursed the King of France, what a pity It's those useless guys who failed at the last moment. He was so angry, but he couldn't do anything-but the black mass mentioned by the queen today gave him inspiration. If the devil would allow a woman to get her husband's favor Wouldn't taking the soul of a king move him even more?

"Faster! Faster! Faster!" he cried, and almost at the same moment he felt a jolt, the horse galloped, the king opened the window, the rain whipped him in the face, and he stretched out Tongue out, eyes closed, greedily licked up.

A dark wizard on a horse accidentally glanced and saw a river of fire heading towards the palace: "Is the festival procession starting now?" , If you don't concentrate enough, you will break your neck!

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Milady was mixed in with the crowds going to the palace to petition. Her people had been carefully and secretly controlling the direction and order, ensuring that people's emotions were always maintained in a frenzy, and would not be overwhelmed by the night, the rain, the royal family, and the authority of the church. Get scared off.

The old palace stood on the hill. People wept and carried the body of the victim, climbing thousands of feet all the way to the front of the palace.

The Old Palace is a square castle with square pointed towers at the four corners. The people were excited when they saw a roll of royal flags being lowered from the window of one of the towers and the familiar Habsburg double-headed eagle. Long live the King was called, but they were soon disappointed, for it was the Queen Mother who appeared from the window.

The people clamored angrily, demanding that the king come out to speak to them, listen to their grievances and sufferings, and judge those evil and depraved priests. The queen mother disappeared, but what appeared next was not the king, but the archbishop. People were silent for a moment. Just heard: "We want a king!" It was like a pot with firewood boiling again.

The Archbishop retracted his head from the window, not to mention how ugly his expression was: "Where is Your Majesty?"

"All I know is that he's not in the palace," said the Queen Mother dryly.