During this period of the medieval voyage, almost all European cities were dirty and ugly, even London, the capital of England, was no exception.
In this city facing the sea, it may be fine on sunny days, but it is a rainy climate here. When it comes to rainy seasons, the city streets are full of dirty, smelly and disgusting mud and water. They are usually mixed with human and animal feces and soil and rainwater, emitting all kinds of disgusting and strange smells.
The reason for this is that on the one hand, the city's drainage projects were not done well during this period; on the other hand, the people in this world, especially the white Europeans in this period, still retain the bad habit of urinating and defecating anywhere. Whether men and women are anxious, they usually find corners with few people, squat on the ground, and a piece of fresh bastard will be released.
Therefore, every rainy day, if anyone goes around the street, when he comes back, he will surely be filled with all kinds of disgusting sticky objects with strange smells when he comes back.
Perhaps, they can also bring the feces of a certain untouchable to their nobles' residences. Therefore, in this weather, nobles generally do not go out easily, and even if they have to go out, they will sit in the carriage of a high four-wheeled carriage.
In fact, on rainy days, they prefer to stay in a dry and comfortable home, drinking boiled coffee, eating delicious pastries, wearing exquisite silks from the East, playing with various gold and silver utensils shipped from the New World, and enjoying the benefits brought to them by this era of navigation.
At this time, on the streets of London, a group of luxuriously dressed cavalry were galloping on the streets full of filthy mud and water, galloping directly towards the city's palace.
Along the way, they even knocked over and frightened many pedestrians and carriages. The splashed sewage also splashed their gorgeous and precious military officer costumes, but they couldn't care about these things now!
Because they had just received a very important message from a ship docking at the port, about the New World, and must be presented to His Majesty King George in the shortest time!
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In London, in this palace of the British Empire, the owner of King George II, was signing important documents one by one. The quill in his hand drew smooth and beautiful letters on the documents. Then, after each signing, the servant next to him would help him stamp the king's small seal on each signed document.
In fact, the content of these documents is not very important, but it still requires the signature and seal of the king to take effect. This is really a boring job, but George II had to do this because this is the supreme right of his king! This is the king's authority!
Although after the Bill of Rights, the Parliament has begun to take over some of the rights belonging to the king, the position of King George II is still very important, which can be seen from the number of documents he still needs to sign in person every day.
George Augustus, the king of England, George II.
He had many titles, not only the Duke of Berunschwik-Lunnerburg, but also the chief financial officer and prince Elector of the Holy Roman Empire and the king of Great Britain and Ireland!
When George II finally signed the last document, he gestured to the servant to take the exam with his seal on the candlelight beside him, and then stamped it on the document.
This is the last document in the morning. As long as he finishes his work today, he can enjoy a leisurely afternoon. During this whole day, there is nothing he needs to deal with, as the king, and he can do whatever he wants.
However, it was raining heavily outside now, and he really couldn't enjoy his own delicious lunch in the open-air garden. This was really a pity. The continuous rain had been falling for several days, and he had not had the chance to bask in the sun for several days.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
When George II finished his work today, stood up and prepared to pack up and leave the confidential office that made him a little bored, suddenly, there were bursts of rapid knocks from his exquisite door.
At this time, who will cause trouble for themselves? Don’t they know that it is almost lunch time? If there is anything, you can’t wait until tomorrow?
George II sighed helplessly. When he thought about it, he probably had something to do with trouble? These people are really good at picking!
"Let him come in!"
George II waved his hand and signaled the attendant to open the door and let the bored person knocking in. Then, he, who had just stood up and was about to leave, had to sit down again.
When George II saw the officials coming in, his eyes jumped. In his opinion, today's lunch seemed to be postponed again?
“…”
After gently closing the two exquisite wooden doors, the attendant returned to the king's side and began to help the king organize the documents on the table, while looking at the nobleman who was coming to disturb His Majesty at this time.
"His Majesty the King! Here is a letter of urgent need!"
The noble knight, wearing mud, pulled out a letter seal from his pocket that had been wet with the rain, and handed it on with wet hands.
“…”
George II raised his hand, shook his fingers slightly, and signaled the waiter on one side to come forward to take the envelope.
However, instead of immediately giving the order to open it, he frowned and looked at the noble official standing at his desk, covered in mud.
"Jazz? I'm very curious. Please tell me what is important that will make you walk up to me so ignorantly? And stand in my room?"
George II pointed at the officer's body full of dirty mud and dirty mud, and now it kept dripping from the other party's body. And, more importantly, the other party's filth, which had already stained his favorite velvet carpet!
So, as the king, he was very dissatisfied with this!
If the other party cannot give a reasonable answer that satisfies him, then he must consider whether to send this official to the New World or the distant East, and let this bastard be a little governor who will never come back?
"His Majesty the King! Our Port Royal has fallen, and the Caribbean fleet has almost been wiped out! Twenty-five warships were captured! Seventeen were sunk and burned! More than a thousand soldiers were killed, and the rest... were all captured!"
The officials did not care about their image of sludge, nor did they pay attention to His Majesty's questioning.
When he saw that His Majesty the King didn't want to open the letter to check, he quickly anxiously told everything he knew from the captain of the ship.
“Port Royal…?”
When George II heard this, he was a little confused. Why is this falling again and the fleet destroyed?
Recently, he didn't seem to have heard that Britain has started war with which country?
Although Britain has always had various frictions with Spain and other countries, and maritime disputes have never stopped, all countries and parties have maintained limited restraint, just to control the battle to a small range, at most, to sneak attacks on a single ship or merchant ship. It is basically unlikely that such disgusting incidents of capturing a port of a certain country are likely to occur.
"Where is Port Royal...?"
After thinking for a long time, George II, who had not been able to remember for a while, had to turn his head to look at the waiter beside him.
"Your Majesty, Port Royal is located in the Caribbean Island of Jamaica. It is the most important city and port of the British Empire in the New World! It is also the most dazzling pearl of our British Empire in the Caribbean Sea!"
"Every year, it can pay huge fiscal taxes to the country, as well as various special products from the New World. Moreover, there are special tributes worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins that are paid to the royal family every year!"
The waiter whispered in George II's ear about Port Royal. In the last sentence, he even emphasized his tone to attract the attention and attention of His Majesty the King.
"What!?"
After the waiter's reminder, George II finally remembered what Port Royal was, and then he was finally shocked. This matter was indeed too big!
Such an important city will fall?
Moreover, if he had heard it right now, the Caribbean fleet was wiped out? What a joke!
"Who did it? Did the Spaniards declare war on us again? Why didn't I receive any information? Jazz! Tell me quickly, what's going on!"
George II was not concerned about lunch now, and he was eager to figure out who would have sneaked into their ports and wiped out his Caribbean fleet at the same time?
Looking at the entire European continent, the only one who has such strength is probably the Spaniards? Although the Spaniards have suffered severe losses after many naval battles in the past century, Spain is still a terrifying enemy compared to the newly emerging Britain!
I'm afraid that only the Spanish can do it if they can swallow Port Royal in one bite and wipe out the Caribbean fleet? Is it possible that they are going to declare war on their own Britain again? Just like the invincible fleet invading England many times over the past century? Are they going to provoke a new war?
For a moment, George II looked a little ugly. Britain had just recovered and was rising. Now it was the time to plunder the whole world. But he had no intention of fighting with the Spaniards and gave other countries a chance for nothing!
"His Majesty the King, not those hateful Spanish, but... uh, thank you!"
The jazz, covered in water, shivered for a moment, and then took the towel handed to him by a waiter and wiped it casually, then continued to say:
"Actually, what attacks us is...ah sneeze!!!"
After the noble official was hit by heavy rain from the port to the palace, he suddenly sneezes.
"Not Spanish? Is it French? Or Dutch? They don't have that strength, right?"
This bastard actually stood at the table and sneezes in front of himself? This is so rude!
George II quickly shrank back a little, picked up his handkerchief and covered his nose, then said dissatisfiedly.
"Your King, Your Majesty! You are not French, nor Dutch! In fact, they are not actually made by any European country, but... sneeze!!!"
The jazz sneezes again.
He felt that he might have caught a cold because of this heavy rain, so he decided to finish the matter quickly, and then go home and take a hot shower and rest early.
"This is not, that is not! Then, tell me now, how did my Port Royal fall? How did my Caribbean fleet be wiped out? Don't tell me that it was done by those natives!"
This bastard!
After being sneezed twice in a row, George II became angry, so he stood up and roared at the jazz in front of him!
If these things were really done by the indigenous people, then he could imagine that the entire British Empire might become the laughing stock of the entire Europe!
If this is the case, he swears that he will definitely send those malfeasant bastards to the gallows!
"His Majesty the King, it was not done by the natives! It is said that... it was done by a group of witches!"
After the jazz finished speaking, he quickly signaled the waiter to open the letter.
In the letter, he should be able to write it clearly. His Majesty the King didn't quickly take it apart and see what was going on when he got angry at him? He himself only heard a few words from the captain of the ship.
Thinking of it, he felt a little wronged. He worked hard and sent a letter immediately in the heavy rain. Is this easy?
Your Majesty, you want to know the specific information, just read the letter directly? Why do you ask him? He just listened to the messenger for a few words, and he also wanted to see what was written in the letter!
"Female...witch?!"
George II thought he had auditory hallucinations because he was confused?
"Did you get your stupid head damaged by the heavy rain? What are you kidding here? This joke is not funny at all!"
The Witch captured a city and wiped out the Caribbean fleet?
Today is not April Fool's Day! It's just that, George II doesn't like April Fool's Day invented by the Frenchman!
So, after getting angry, George II began to snatch the kraft paper envelope from the waiter's hand with anger. At this time, he didn't care about the sewage on it, so he pulled the seal open, pulled out the letter and began to read it quickly with a glance.
"God... is this world crazy? How could such a thing be happening?"
George II stood up, walked directly outside his desk, and began to pace back and forth.
Then, he pulled off the wig on his head and threw it on the desk with a letter, and ordered to another waiter next to him:
"Quick! Go and call the minister immediately, go!"
"And you! Go to the port right now and call me all the important crew members such as the captain and the first mate who sent the letter back. I need to ask them in person!"
After seeing the waiter leave, George II ordered the shiver of the shaking jazz standing in the middle of the room, "Anyway, he is already wet in the heavy rain, so let's go for another trip."
How could there be a witch? This shouldn't be...
George II began to pace anxiously in the room. Even he didn't expect that there was a witch. This letter and the seal on it were the work of a nobleman he valued very much. I believe that there should be no problem with the authenticity, but... how could there be a witch? They would set fires and fly? This must be fake?
Over the years, the church has really burned a lot of witches, and they have burned a lot of them here in England. George II has also read a lot of records. It is said that hundreds of witches were burned in their Essex!
However, what he couldn't understand was: When did the witches become so powerful? They will occupy cities and conquer cities? Even the Royal Fleet of the British Empire is no match for them? How is this possible?
He was more willing to believe that all this was actually the Spanish who disguised themselves as they attacked Port Royal and sneaked into the Caribbean fleet, rather than these false witches!
Looking at the letter sent in expedited on the table, he thought that someone had joined forces and made a clumsy joke for him?
Chapter completed!