Within the vast and luxurious Royal Palace of Madrid, a deeply significant conversation was unfolding.
"Your Majesty, what is Prime Minister Primo trying to do? Does he want to destroy the entire Spanish Church?" The moment Archbishop Pedro saw Carlo, he displayed his innocence and indignation, trying to win Carlo's sympathy.
"What happened, Bishop Pedro?" How could Carlo not understand what the Church had suffered? He had even been one of the planners behind the purge of the Church.
But at a time like this, it was better to play dumb. At the very least, all of Archbishop Pedro's indignation would be borne by Prime Minister Primo and would cause Carlo no loss whatsoever.
"I know that the assassination attempt on Prime Minister Primo is a grave matter, but they cannot arrest the Church's bishops without evidence, can they?
Your Majesty, the government has already arrested more than a dozen bishops, and the arrests are still ongoing. If you do not stop them, I fear Prime Minister Primo will have me arrested tomorrow as well." Archbishop Pedro continued.
"It is not that serious, is it, Bishop Pedro? I approved the citywide manhunt in Madrid. If bishops have been arrested, surely they are suspected as well?
If you have any objections, you may go protest to Prime Minister Primo. Marquis Primo is by no means an arbitrary man. If you can prove those bishops' innocence, the government will certainly release them." Carlo would not obstruct Primo's purge of the Church. The best approach was to kick the ball into Primo's court.
Carlo's meaning was simple. If Archbishop Pedro possessed sufficient evidence to prove those bishops innocent, then he could naturally pressure Prime Minister Primo and demand that the government release the Church personnel.
But that was precisely where the difficulty lay.