"Rodrigo, didn't you see that I was busy? Is there anything I have to disturb me at this time?"

On June 22, in the 27th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, in a banquet hall at the Royal Palace in Madrid, the capital of Spain, a young man dressed in a gorgeous and elegant manner with a standard "shoe-horn" face, was now in an ambiguous accent and looked at the attendant in front of him with dissatisfaction.

Needless to say, this young man with such a "strange" ancestral appearance is the new Spanish king, Felipe III, and Felipe II, who is also the king of Portugal.

Felipe III, the son of Spanish King Felipe II. Born in the sixth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, he succeeded to the throne after his death in the 26th year of Wanli.

His mother was Anna, the fourth wife of Austrian female chief, and Felipe II's niece.

Therefore, Felipe III was both the son of Felipe II and the grandson of Felipe.

Because of the intermarriage of close relatives, Felipe III, naturally, was like his father. From birth, he brought their proud "royal symbol" and the "Habsburg chin" with their shoehorns.

Not only that, because of the developmental deformity caused by intermarriage in close relatives, Felipe III's tongue was too big, so his speech naturally became vague. He was not close to and familiar with people, and he could not understand what he was saying.

"Report to Your Majesty, Sevilla Mayor Espard asked for a visit, saying that there is something that concerns Spain's 'life and death' and that it must be reported to Your Majesty!"

Hearing Felipe's dissatisfied question, the servant named Rodrigo quickly spoke up to defend himself. For this reason, when he spoke the words "life and death", he deliberately strengthened his tone, hoping to arouse Felipe's disgust.

"Haha, life and death matters? Why are these people's speech departments so exaggerated? Tell Espada to ask him to find Froncisco if he has anything to do, and not to get all trivial matters to the king..."

Sure enough, without Rodrigo's expectations, Felipe III, who was "busy", heard the words "life and death", the young king who had just succeeded to the throne could not help but feel disgusted.

Afterwards, he had no intention of receiving Espada, so he sent him to his favorite Duke Lerma very casually, and then turned around and joined the lively dance party.

...

"Rodrigo, didn't you tell Your Majesty that I had something urgent to meet His Majesty?"

When he heard the king's order conveyed by Rodrigo, Espada, who had just rushed back from Sevilla, couldn't help but be angry.

"Mr. Mayor, since it is a major matter related to Spain's 'life and death', I dare not report to Your Majesty? But Your Majesty is holding a dance party now, so how can you have time to deal with these small matters? If you have any, go and find the Duke of Lerma!"

Looking at Espada with an anxious look, Rodrigo shook his head indifferently, then turned around and went back.

"Duke of Lyrma, Duke of Lyrma, who is the king of Spain? What else would that bastard Froncisco do besides playing with power and making money?"

Looking at the closed palace, Espada rushed back to report the news with great speed.

However, no matter how angry he was, in the end, he could not see Felipe III at all, but he had to go and find the bastard who only knew how to fight for power, Duke Froncisco of Lerma.

There is no way, who told Felipe III to favor this Duke of Lyrma?

Since Felipe III ascended the throne, he has lived up to his father Felipe II's prophecy that he would be the favorite ministers of the court for his life, and directly handed over all the power of the state to the favorite minister Duke Leerma and Rodrigo, who had made contributions to arranging entertainment activities for him.

Even his seal of the king, equivalent to the "jade seal", was handed over to the Duke of Lyerma for safekeeping, which shows his favor for the Duke of Lyerma.

...

"Haha, dear Espada, what wind has blown you from Seville to Madrid..."

In a luxurious mansion comparable to a palace, Espada, who had been waiting for most of the day, finally waited for the real ruler of the empire, Froncisco de Sandoval, Duke of Leerma.

"My Duke, there is indeed a 'wind' blowing me back from Seville! And it is also the 'east wind' from the Ming Kingdom in the East..."

Hearing the joking laughter of Duke Lerma and suppressing the contempt in his heart, Espada went straight to the point and told the news that the Ming army occupied Sevilla.

"What...what? Are you saying that Sevilla was lost and occupied by the army from the Ming Dynasty? How is this possible? You are not kidding?"

When Duke Lerma, who had just had a joking smile on his face, couldn't help but scream.

You know, Sevilla is related to the entire overseas colony of Spain. No matter how unlearning and insatiable he is, he is very clear about the importance of Sevilla.

"Dude, not only Sevilla, but all our colonies and armies in the Far East, including Manila, were also destroyed and destroyed by the Ming people!"

Just when the Duke of Lerma was still shocked by the loss of Sevilla, Espada once again told the bad news that all the Far Eastern colonies were lost.

"No, this is impossible! How could the corrupt Ming Kingdom have such strong strength? We have thousands of troops in the Far East. Even if we cannot rely on these people to conquer the Ming Kingdom, at least it will be fine to defend the Far East..."

After hearing the bad news one after another, the Duke of Lyrma, who could not believe that all this was true, exclaimed again.

"Thousands of troops? Do the Duke know how many people the Ming people came this time? Their warships are almost filling the Guadalquivir River!"

Espada couldn't help but smile coldly when he glanced at the fat Duke, with a faint pleasure in his heart.

"As far as I know, their expeditionary force this time has at least 40,000 to 50,000 troops. Moreover, their army is equipped with very advanced and has very strong combat power. The Sevilla garrison failed to block their attack for half a day..."

Looking at the increasingly frightened expression of Duke Lyerma, Espada, who had somehow faintly felt happy in his heart, couldn't help but increase the ambition of the Ming army.

"Duke, how should you deal with the invasion of the Ming people now? You have to come up with an idea as soon as possible!"

Finally, looking at the Lordless Duke of Lyrma, Espada couldn't help but look at him with a sarcasm.

"Well, dear Espada, with such great news, we... we should ask His Majesty the King to make the decision first!"

When Duke Lerma, who had always only known to take power and money, heard Espada ask for advice from Felipe III for the first time.

There is no way, it’s okay to let him take over power and get money. How could he, a ignorant jester, come up with any good ideas for this real military and national affairs?

"My Lord Duke, I have just come from the palace. Your Majesty is holding a dance party now, and I have no time to see us..."

"Dear Espada, I will go to see Your Majesty again with you!"

Before Espada could finish his words, Duke Lerma grabbed his arm and strode out the house.

...

"Froncisco, what's the matter that you can't handle yourself and have to disturb my dance?"

I have to say that Felipe III is indeed quite favored for the Duke of Lyrma. Espada, who had not even stepped into the gate of the palace, had now received the glory of Lyrma, but he did not need to inform him and came to Felipe III's lively dance party.

"Your Majesty, the Ming people have come! They have not only taken away our colonies in the Far East, but also Sevilla has invaded them."

"Ah? What did you say? The Ming people invaded our Sevilla? Froncisco, what are you kidding? Just that backward Eastern country, they have the ability to fight our Spain?"

Just like the Duke of Lyrma before, Felipe III looked in disbelief when he heard the news that the Ming army had attacked Spain.

There is no way. Just a country that the Spaniards were planning to conquer more than ten years ago, but now they have invaded themselves in turn. Who can believe it if it is.

"Your Majesty, this matter is absolutely true. Now the Ming army has completely occupied Sevilla. It seems that their next goal is probably Madrid..."

With Felipe III's expression of confidence, Espada, who was the "party involved", quickly stood up and introduced the new king in detail the Ming army's occupation of Seville.

"Sevilla cannot be lost, it must be taken back by me. Otherwise, it will be between us and the New World..."

What made Espada very relieved was that after confirming that the Ming army had indeed arrived, Felipe III was not as at a loss as Duke of Lerma, but was determined to regain Sevilla as soon as possible.

However, what Espada didn't know was that the real reason why Felipe III was so passionate about regaining Sevilla was just because of money.

There is no way, whether it is his passion for singing and dancing banquets, or bullfighting and hunting, these require a lot of money to maintain.

You know, just the year after his father Felipe II passed away, the Spanish royal family had just declared bankruptcy for the third time. If Sevilla is not reclaimed now and the gold and silver plundered from the New World cannot be transported back, how can he maintain the operation of the royal family and his extravagant life?

"Your Majesty is wise. Not only Sevilla, but even the colonies in the Far East, we will retake them all!"

Seeing that Fechpe III made the decision to retake Sevilla, Froncisco, the Duke of Lerma, quickly stood up to express his support and support.

"Well, since that's the case, this task of regaining Sevilla will be handed over to you!"

What Froncisco did not expect was that because his flattery was too active, Felipe III wanted to take the task of retaking Sevilla back to him, a jester who only knew how to take power and make money.

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