"Father, your Majesty has left, don't be sad anymore. Now we have to face the future of our family. When your Majesty dies, the three princes will definitely compete for the throne, and our family will be blessed by Prince Tim. At this moment, we must serve Prince Tim to help him achieve great things and thus preserve the glory of the Warren family. Otherwise, we may have to go to the Azores to be coolies." Warren Groot looked at the Earl of Warren and said his thoughts.

"Ah." Earl Warren sighed: "The country that His Majesty the King finally established is about to be divided."

After a pause, he continued, "Since I have been kind to Prince Tim, I naturally have to contribute to him. However, Archbishop Johnson in Cardinal is on the side of the eldest prince. I am afraid that the people's hearts will be difficult to control, and the Holy See will not be able to explain it."

"Father, are you confused? Have you forgotten that Archbishop White is standing on Prince Tim's side at this moment! And now Archbishop White has left Lisbon and went to Selivia, so I am not afraid that Archbishop Johnson will take the initiative to control Archbishop White." Warren Groot thought for a while and said, "If I'm not wrong, maybe Archbishop White and Archbishop Johnson of Cardinal will also have a decisive battle this time to gain the absolute power of Archbishop. Then this is the matter within the church, and His Majesty the Pope will not blame him."

Earl Warren was not the kind of hesitant person. From the day he returned to Lisbon, he had long recognized Tim's leadership over the Warren family, so he made a decision after a little thought.

"Go and tell Nock, let him report to Earl Simon, quickly drive the Portuguese Navy to the Algarve, and then ask your elder brother to take people to the homes of all the naval generals and take their families to the Algarve, so as not to have any worries. As for your mother's side, I will tell you, our whole family quickly clean up and go to Algarve overnight. By the way, we will also quickly inform the White Bishops of the East District Cathedral, telling them that Lisbon cannot stay."

"Yes, father." Warren Groot hurriedly went to make arrangements, and Earl Warren took a few people to quickly walk to the homes of several old friends.

Since there were many relevant personnel in the Warren family in Lisbon, they did not encounter any trouble when doing things. Soon after half a day, the Warren family had already contacted their families with their nobles and were on board the ship and rushed to Algarve with the white bishops.

At this moment, the palace in Lisbon was so busy that he was busy because of the sudden departure of King Joao. The eldest prince Duarte kept crying because of his father Joao's death. Half might be really sad, and half might be for the nobles to show. In short, he was all over the crying. He did not observe any movements of the nobles, nor did he notice that they had quickly left Lisbon.

Seeing Duarte still praying and crying, the queen frowned because she found that there were many fewer nobles coming to the palace to pray.

He stood up and pulled out his son Duarte. The queen said angrily, "When is it, are you still crying?"

"This, mother, those nobles are watching, I can't laugh." Duarte touched his hair helplessly. If it weren't for the wrong place on the occasion, he actually wanted to laugh. Now that his father has passed away, he is in Lisbon at the moment, he is undoubtedly winning at the starting line.

"Didn't you find that many nobles didn't appear from beginning to end? For example, the Warren family, who controls their own navy."

Listening to his mother's reminder, Duarte also realized that no one of the Warren family appeared from beginning to end. He felt that something was wrong: "The Warren family returned to Lisbon because of Tim and has not appeared now. Have they already gone to Algarve?"

"Do you know you're afraid now? Take over Lisbon first, control these nobles, and then immediately notify the people from Porto to come quickly." The queen followed Joao and shared the joys and sorrows, so when facing things, her actions were quite a bit like Joao's decisiveness.

"Yes." Duarte didn't care about continuing to pray, and hurriedly arranged for someone to take over Lisbon.

When Duarte and his son heard that the Warren family and the Portuguese Navy had all gone to Lisbon, they were in a bad mood.

"Now, that kid has controlled the Portuguese navy for no reason now. How do you think we can compete with him?" The queen was furious, but she had to try her best to control herself.

Duarte was even more indifferent: "Mother, then what should I do, mother."

The queen took a deep breath and adjusted her mentality to ensure that she would return rationally and said in an orderly manner: "With the Warren family going to the Algarve, now it seems that Portugal is a must-have. Fortunately, we have a lot of army in our hands, otherwise we really can't fight."

"First send an envoy to England, and let England send a navy to help you. Then you send someone to Bella to find a way to win the alliance of the second prince. When the troops arrive, attack Algarve immediately. Finally, ask Archbishop Johnson in Rossells people's hearts and let him gain the initiative in speaking for you in front of His Pope. In short, you cannot give Tim any time to develop, otherwise once Tim consumes the funds in his hand, our nightmare will come."

"Yes." After listening to his mother's arrangement, Duarte felt much more at ease. So what if Tim has a navy? After all, the main battlefield for the decisive battle is still on land.

Archbishop White's ship had just arrived in Selivia and met Prince Siglas, and he got the accident in Lisbon.

When they heard this news, they were both shocked.

"Mr. White, I'm afraid it depends on you to stabilize people's hearts." Prince Siglas was panicked, and he looked directly at Archbishop White next to him.

"Don't worry, with me here, there will be no trouble in Lisbon." Archbishop White knew what Prince Siglas wanted to say, and he sneered: "As for His Majesty the Pope, Johnson couldn't jump even more. Last time Edward embezzled tithes, Johnson's help to conceal him had already made His Majesty angry."

As he said that, Archbishop White personally wrote a letter to the Holy See: His Majesty João, the King of Portugal, returned to heaven when his son Duarte was alone. During this period, things were incredible. I was afraid that Duarte would be possessed by a demon and framed his father, so I begged the Pope to allow me to thoroughly investigate this matter to prove His Majesty's power.
Chapter completed!