Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Groningen is in the north of the lowland area. The cold sea breeze from the North Sea makes this land cool and slightly cold all year round, but the seasons of this place are very beautiful. The fields of various flowers everywhere will show The colorful scenes of various bright colors are eye-catching, and there are even ships passing through the criss-crossing waterways, which can send goods brought from the south to the farther north.

A castle of the same name, built as early as the 12th century, is the center of this prosperous area.

From a castle to a city to a part of the Hanseatic League, the Groningen family with this castle as the surname can be said to be one of the oldest and most influential families in the lowlands.

So, the man with a skewed shoulder on one side and a leg with a disability seems to be Groningen?

Alexander looked at the man, wondering why he had risked annoying himself and invited himself over.

What a man's anger will look like, this person cannot be unaware, especially when it involves a woman.

Perhaps this person does not know to what extent Alexander's concern for Sophia, or in his opinion, women are just regular adjustments or tools, just like what Olgala meant to him?

But Alexander felt he didn't need to make him understand the difference between the two, and then another thought that he also cared about came to mind.

And he must hide this matter in his heart and not reveal it, otherwise he may make him passive.

Jonini, the old man who started all this!

Without Jonini, perhaps Alexander had already been frozen to death in the sea, and the Kalibo might have just picked up his cold body.

If there is no Jonini, he and Sophia will come to Naples smoothly, then maybe many of the things that have been taken will not happen.

Of course these assumptions are meaningless now, but the point is that when he and Sophia were separated, he saw Jonini who was rushing towards them with a group of rebel sailors.

Did the old **** recognize him? Maybe he would not recognize himself in such a panic, but at that time he actively spoke to him in order to attract his attention.

This Groningen said he punished the sailors, so how did he punish? Was it like cutting off all the sea rebellions, cutting off their heads or hanging them all on the mast?

Does this also include Jonini?

Alexander knew that if someone in this world knew his deadliest secret, that person was Jonini!

The real Joel Modillo has turned into a lunatic, Kunto is dead, and the monastery of San Seballon will never say that he will impersonate him to cover up all this, then the only one will debunk him Only Jonini.

Although he did not know that Jonini had even seen the body of Jolin Modillo in person, he could not forget the threat from Jonini.

Modillo did not necessarily doubt his origin, but the situation made the count consciously or unintentionally ignore these suspicions, but if these suspicions were fully proved, then the threat to Alexander would be too great.

How would Modillo react?

Alexander knew that with his current strength it was impossible to fight Modillo, which is why when Modillo asked him to go north, he had to agree,

The so-called honeymoon period with Modillo will one day pass, and before that Alexander, who has not been able to contend with it, the only thing that can be done is to find a way to extend this period as long as possible.

Then, Giannini's life and death became the key to all this.

And the person in front of him also made him doubtful, would he already know what? Otherwise why should you meet yourself? Alexander couldn't help but be puzzled by these kinds of speculations.

Unlike other countries and regions, which are always controlled and controlled by power, the Hanseatic League is a true "merchant's alliance."

This guild alliance made up of businessmen from all walks of life has gradually formed an astonishingly large force since the 12th century, so that as long as there is a place for this alliance trading site, even the most arrogant monarchs have to sign Various treaties in exchange for their support, or at least no objection.

The person in front of him is a member of the influential guild family in this huge force.

"Admir Gombre, please believe my sincerity," Hubert Van Groningen picked up a document from the table and handed it to Alexander. When he saw the content of the document, Alexander couldn't help but reveal a surprised look, Groningen revealed A smug smile "This probably proves my words."

That was an invoice, and as long as you looked at the figures above, even others would be shocked. Alexander believed that Queen Joanna would not be better off.

"Now it's yours."

Seeing Alexander's inquiring look, Van Groningen waved his hand carelessly, as if the debit note with tens of thousands of Ducat was not a big deal.

"This is the last loan note, but you don't have to tell the queen about this."

Groningen smiled slightly mischievously.

But Alexander's face did not show any relaxed look, because he knew that this person was so generous, then what kind of conditions would he put forward next, as long as he thought about it, people would be shocked secretly.

"Please don't look like this, you made me nervous with you," Groningen tried to shrug his shoulders, but groaned in a slightly painful voice. He touched the left shoulder that collapsed on the obvious side, and said with a wry smile. It seems that it will rain in a few days, and my shoulders can predict the weather in the next few days. "

"Is it an old injury?" Alexander asked, intentionally or unintentionally.

"The disability left when fighting pirates in the past, know that the sea is very calm, especially those northern barbarians."

Alexander nodded slightly, he knew that the unusually large fleet of the Hanseatic League could almost be called the overlord of the North Sea, but even so, today ’s maritime navigation is still full of risks. Just think about him from Sicily to Naples. It can be understood that the short and almost negligible trip has undergone sailor mutiny.

"Since our misunderstandings no longer existed, let me now put forward some ideas about the future," Groningen said with a smile. "I think we can be very good friends, and you need friends right now, don't you?" "

Alexander looked up at Groningen, he knew what the man meant.

He does need friends now, or he needs to quickly open a door to the power circle of Naples or nobles for himself.

He did n’t know what Modillo had planned, but whether it was to learn various knowledge or seem to acquiesce in all kinds of nonsense in the brothel, although these can make him famous among the nobles, but far from the real power center And powerless, this is certainly not the result that Alexander hopes to see.

Money and power are always the standard for determining and measuring everything in this era.

When a person cannot protect himself with power, he can use money to make himself omnipotent. This may not happen in the East, but here, it is not impossible to achieve on the European continent.

At least the Hanseatic League represented by this person is a living example.

Almost a hundred years ago, the Hanseatic League and the Kingdom of Denmark had a brief but unexpected war.

Facing a king with powerful power, the merchants of the Hanseatic League did not fear, and finally relied on their huge and powerful armed forces, not only did they severely teach Denmark at that time, they even forced the kingdom to The entire alliance opens up markets in all coastal ports and inland cities.

This is the terrible power of money.

"It seems to be no good for you to be friends with me. You said that you are a businessman and that a businessman is not a loser." Alexander said nonchalantly. "If you are looking for friends, shouldn't you find someone like Frederick? "

"Ah, the prince," Groningen sighed slightly out of his lips. "I think you may have misunderstood. The friend I said was not what you thought, or it was not that simple."

"What kind of friend is that?"

"I hope to be my personal friend first," Groningen looked at the mountain of pressure with interest. "Just like that loan, I hope it will help you build a friendship with the queen, but I believe that kind of friendship It only exists between the two of you, at least not directly related to her identity. And what I hope to establish with you is this kind of friendship. "

But Alexander felt that he had understood what Groningen meant, although he wanted to tell this person that the friendship between men and women could not be the same as the friendship between men.

His finger lightly tapped on the receipt, and Alexander collected the folded receipt.

Seeing his movements, Groningen smiled on his face. He picked up the glass and gestured slightly, then drank it.

When Alexander came out of Mrs. Olgala's house, it was almost night.

Although there was no curfew, the street was already dark and silent.

The night at the end of September already seemed very cold. Walking on the street, Alexander slightly raised his head and looked at the bright new moon in the sky. He slightly spit out the depression that had been accumulated in his heart.

This time meeting with Groningen erased a shadow that was always lingering in his heart.

Although he knew that even if Sophia had really suffered, he would only find a way to appease her wounds and help her get rid of the nightmare, but when he knew that she had not encountered those things, Alexander was still unable to express his comfort.

At least, Sophia ’s life will not have such a shadow, and she will not cling to the short crossbow that never leaves when she wakes up from her dream even many years later.

He wanted Sophia to be happy, even if her happiness was just the laughter of little things every day or the satisfaction of squinting like a cat to eat sweets.

Thinking of Sophia, Alexander could not help shaking his head gently, the sweetness at the corner of his mouth.

It's just that this sweetness didn't last long, and soon his expression gradually became dignified.

The Groningen didn't make any demands at the end. On the contrary, he seemed to really just want to make friends, which made Alexander feel that this person was not only mysterious, but also unsettling.

What kind of person would be willing to make friends with at least a small person? Alexander could n’t guess, especially when he stroked the loan in his pocket. This speculation was deeper. He was willing to pay this generation of money as a price, and he did not show any dissatisfaction and no begging for Sophia. The newspaper made any requests, which made people doubt his purpose.

Obviously, Groningen knew that he would cause all sorts of suspicions, but he did so.

In addition to making people think that he is too self-contained, what is more important is that he wants to make the other party understand clearly. He has no such scruples about giving it so obviously, and when he asks for rewards, he will also have nothing. Scruples.

And he was always at ease, and Jonini.

From the beginning to the end, Groningen did not mention Jonini, but the more this is, the more Alexander has a hunch.

Jonini, should be alive.

Groningen of the Hanseatic League, Alexander looked back towards the house of Mrs. Olgala, who was no longer visible. He knew that whether he wanted it or not, there would be no end with this person in the future.

When Alexander returned to the villa, Sophia was already awake, looking at the motionless girl sitting on the steps of the gate, and Alexander stopped to look at her.

The torches ignited on the doorpost appeared extremely bright in the night, and the firelight projected on Sophia's body, watching her holding her knees and looking out of the courtyard door, really like a wife waiting for her husband to return late.

At this moment, all the gloom disappeared silently, and at the same time he secretly vowed that he would not hesitate to do everything for this short moment,

Alexander came out of the dark and looked at the girl who stood up when he saw him. He opened his arms.

Sophia, who pushed Alexander almost backwards, hugged him tightly, and her two arms were so hard, even making Alexander feel suffocated. This is also a strange place for him. After all, a girl has this This kind of strange power is really a bit outrageous, but thinking about his more scary old man, Alexander can only lament the wonderfulness of heredity.

And this power brought to Alexander, in addition to a little pain, it is more full of warmth.

Only when he felt the unusual "oppressive power" coming from Sophia's chest, Alexander lowered his head slightly distressed and kissed the girl's thick black hair, then looked up at the moonlight and forced himself to calm down. Then he was annoyed and said, "Sophia, why don't you grow up soon."

When Alexander put the nearly astronomical note in front of Queen Joanna the next afternoon, the expression on Queen's face was very rich.

"This is, all?" The queen finally asked with a low voice that she felt embarrassing. Although it was already autumn, she felt that her forehead and nose were wet.

"Your Majesty, at least that Hubert van Groningen told me this," Alexander did not give a definite answer, although he knew that this was not the case.

She looked like she was tense again on her face ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ She bit her lips and looked at Alexander. After a while, she nodded and said, "Agri's Gombre, to you I am very pleased with this act of loyalty to the royal family, and may God bless you for this kind act. "

Knowing that this short sighting was the end, Alexander immediately bowed cleanly and left. In fact, he didn't want to get along with this short-sighted widow for a while.

On the contrary, thinking of that Hubert van Groningen, he had to admit that that person was indeed a good guess.

Probably the queen will have a long time to suffer from the uneasiness, which is not necessarily a good thing for Alexander.

At this time, Groningen was strolling leisurely on the deck of a huge Galen ship in the port of Santa Lucia, accompanied by an old sailor with a new scar on his face.

"That girl is really powerful," Groningen shook his head, looking at the scars on his face that were healed, but "If I came later, maybe you have asked her to kill that crossbow." Said He patted the shoulder of the old sailor. "But we all have to thank her. Are you saying Jonini?" To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: