Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Alfonso stroked the cross on his chest. He would do it whenever he was upset. This was originally to get spiritual comfort from the holy objects, but after a long time he felt that touching the cross so that he got more is a certain A sense of mission.

Alfonso believed that he had been inspired by God. It was a feeling that was difficult to explain. Every time he could get some enlightening inspiration, even when he realized his embarrassment after being used by the Duke of Orleans He relied on this enlightenment to get rid of his predicament, and even took the opportunity to envelop a lot of people, and then successfully became the bishop of Palermo.

But now Alfonso's hand stroking the cross is not so calm, but a little trembling.

He knew why he was so excited, because maybe soon he would know the result of a secret that always involved him.

Kunto ’s disappearance has kept Alfonso at ease. He trusts Kunto, at least much more than his compatriot brothers. In Alfonso ’s view, Krian is too cunning and has always been with Kunto. Compared with loyalty, Clariant has always made him uneasy.

Especially now Crian also grabbed his handle. After all, Monteiro ’s death had a direct relationship with him. Although even if he opposed it at the time, he could not prevent Crian from killing Monteiro, but it seems to him today. For Monteiro's heirs, he is bad at any unfavorable rumors.

Monteiro's reputation may not be very good. After all, in everyone's mind, this person is the actress of Alexander VI, but he is a cardinal after all, but this is enough for many people to bow to him. Now that Cardinal was dead, and his vacated position became fat in the eyes of many qualified competitors, which made Alfonso irresistible.

Alfonso knew that he did not have much qualifications to fight for the position that leads to the throne of the pope. This is not only because his time as a bishop is too short and too shallow, but more importantly in the long history of the Holy See With the exception of Martin I, Sicily has never had a second pope, which even led to a small number of cardinals from Sicily.

Because of this, Alfonso has unfavorable successes and losses on whether he can take the opportunity to win the cardinal throne this time.

But compared with the secrets about Kunto, these are not worth mentioning.

"Why is Kunto's short crossbow in the hands of that Bohemian woman?" Whenever thinking about this, Alfonso was uneasy in his heart, because he was too clear what Kunto was doing, so he was more nervous.

Outside the door, the attendant gently knocked on the door. As the wooden door opened, Alexander's figure appeared at the door.

This is the first time Alexander has met Alfonso alone since he left Sicily. Unlike the hurry in the Vatican, there are only two of them here.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Alexander suddenly had the illusion that time had passed for too long, although in fact they had not met for only half a year.

Watching Alexander bow slightly, Alfonso exhaled slightly with emotion.

Just nearly half a year ago, the young man in front of him had to face him with humility, but now he stood so calmly in front of himself.

But these are not the most important things. What Alfonso really cares about is what he could not believe after hearing it. It was the encounter of this young man in Naples.

Whether it was to save the famine of the Neapolitans or to become the lord of a small place called Agri, Alfonso did not care. What he really paid attention to was the young man's relationship with the Modillo family.

Kunto ’s short crossbow was in the hands of the Bohemian woman, and Alexander was implicated with the Modillo family. Among them, as long as he thought about it, Alfonso felt suffocating, letting him see the standing When Alexander was at the door, he couldn't help but breathe thicker.

"It's not easy to invite you," Alfonso tried to make his voice as casual as possible. He didn't want the other party to realize that he cares about the meeting, or that he doesn't want the young people in front of him to feel organic It can be multiplied, "Now that you are a big man in Rome, a member of the Order Council, I heard that you have a close relationship with the Archbishop of Valencia, right?"

Alexander looked at Alfonso with interest, if he would n’t use this look to the priest before half a year ago, because he knew that he was a small character who was bullying at that time, even the Sicilian palace. One of the small captains can try to insult Sophia in front of him, but everything has changed now, and the man who has become the Bishop of Palermo can no longer boast about his authority to him at the moment. He, at this time should be self-seeking.

"Adult, I think you are as clear as I am that we all do not get along well in Sicily, so I was surprised by how much you invited, so I want to know what I can do for you." Alexander smiled gently. This time, he is not here to tell the old. In fact, he has the same thoughts as Alfonso. Alexander is also thinking about the memories that are always lingering in his heart. It can be said that one day cannot completely reveal the original mystery. He has a kind of uneasiness that is always peeped in the dark, which is related to the pictures found in the attackers on the way to San Niro.

Alexander's words annoyed Alfonso, but he also knew that this young man was different from before. He was no longer the personal librarian.

But those Sicilians had obviously mistreated him, and even after he calmed down the trouble of the bloodstained night for them, those people hurled him out of Sicily very happily, although everything seemed to be made by the noble meeting Decision, but Alfonso felt that this young man obviously hated all Sicilians.

It ’s just that Alfonso did n’t think that this young man took the initiative in today ’s conversation.

"My friend, I remember very clearly, you told me that you were from Crete," Alfonso looked at Alexandria, his hand involuntarily stroking the cross on his chest, because he felt that he needed to be holy. Revelation on things, because he does n’t know what the next words will provoke. ”And now you seem to have a relationship with the Modillo family in Naples, but as far as I know, the Modillo family has nothing to do with any family in the East. Guage, so can I understand that whether you are from Crete or relatives of Modillo, you lied to me about some of these things? "

Alexander listened quietly. From the moment he accepted Alfonso ’s invitation, he had thought of the scene in front of him. Although he did not know that Alfonso had discovered Sophia ’s short crossbow, he believed that the bishop always liked to threaten people. The habits should not change.

Sure enough, Alfonso seemed ready to threaten him from the beginning.

"Master, when did you say it?" Alexander said carelessly. "If you are referring to the event at your priest's banquet, I don't think you will forget that there should be other With the guests present, I really want to know if those people will testify for you. "

Alfonso's eyes were slightly fixed for a moment, his hand stroking the cross paused before moving on slowly, but he watched Alexander's eyes somewhat angry.

He is threatening him, Alfonso is absolutely sure that this young man is threatening him.

No one knows more than Alfonso what the so-called guests are, they are French, and they are the murderers behind the riots in Palermo, even though he did not expect to be these. " "Guest" later ruthlessly tricked all Sicilians, including him, but if you let others know his previous relationship with those French, don't say that Sicilians will not forgive him, it is Ferdinand II of Aragon Shi knows that he will never spare him.

In Aragon and Castilla, although the church has great powers of judgment and cruel punishment, it is always the kings and nobles who really have the power to decide everything. In this regard, those European monarchs are really envious Of these two countries.

So Alfonso knows that even if he is a Bishop of Palermo, Ferdinand II will not easily let him know once he has colluded with the French.

Despite his anger, Alfonso knew very well that the young man said well, and more importantly, he did n’t want to be too entangled with Alexander in this matter from the beginning, or in his opinion, all he wanted was to be able to What to get from Alexander, not to destroy this young man.

For him, it is completely meaningless.

"Let us all be honest," Alfonso decided not to go around again. "I found some strange things in your bohemian woman. I just want to know how those things came to her. As for what you said to me before, I can think of it as never heard. "

Short crossbow, he found Kunto's short crossbow from Sophia?

In an instant, Alexander thought of this alone.

"What are you talking about?" Alexander asked quietly despite the thought.

"To be honest with young people, as I said before, only frankness will allow us to continue our conversation. Do n’t forget that this is Rome. For this city, we are all outsiders, and this is not the only way Are we all frank? "Alfonso looked at Alexander with dissatisfaction." Tell me where the short crossbow carried on that woman came from. Believe me whether it is important to you or me, maybe a lie. It will let us all lose our lives, so tell the truth to God. "

Looking at Alfonso's seemingly impatient look, Alexander couldn't help but secretly wonder how much of his words were true, or whether he was just pretending.

But thinking of the people who attacked him and the portraits in their hands at San Niro, Alexander decided to say something.

"I know someone, he and the businessman who always sends you all kinds of goods in your priest's palace are quite imaginary," Alexander said with a slightly ironic smile on his lips. "I believe you must remember his name, His name is Krian. "

Although Alexander's hint made Alfonso both surprised and annoyed, the anxiety to know Kunto's whereabouts made him decide not to ignore it.

"Where, where is the person you said he is?" Alfonso felt his breath be short, he wanted to make his voice calmer but couldn't do it, so he didn't cover up and just stared at Alexander. " I think you can see that this is important to me, and I will repay you. "

"Kunto, he's called Kunto," Alexander didn't answer directly, but continued to speak for himself. He noticed that Alfonso's look had changed again, obviously because he said Kunto's The name "I met him in a place in Kalibo, south of Sicily. I think you already know that there is a monastery called San Seballon."

Alfonso's eyes were a bit dull for a while, or a little unbelievable. He looked at Alexander stunnedly, his eyes never seeming to see him.

"Are you saying that you came out of that monastery?" Alfonso asked in a voice so light that he couldn't even hear him. At the same time, he touched the cross with his hand and tightened the lanyard because of it. The neck was so painful, "No, you can't come from that monastery. You are a Greek, and your appearance is also a Greek. You can't deceive me."

Alfonso said that he walked a few steps blankly, and then his feet gradually slowed down, until he stopped and turned to look at Alexander.

It seemed that he had calmed down in this short period of time, and the only thing he saw in Alexander's eyes was inquiry.

"Kunto, where is he now?"

Alfonso ’s voice could n’t help but increase, and Kunto ’s disappearance always disturbed his heart. Although knowing that it ’s been a long time, Miao Wuxin might have been fierce, but thinking of his mission, Alfonso could n’t help but hope. .

"he died."

Alexander's calm voice spread across the room, and then he saw the stunnedness that suddenly appeared on Alfonso's face.

"Dead?" Although he had guessed the result early, when he heard it with his own ears, Alfonso was still a little disturbed because of thick disappointment. He could not help but gently murmured, and then his eyes slowly fell on Alexander's face .

Alfonso's eyes were a bit puzzled ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Some doubts, and some complicated things vaguely expected, his hands were also painful because he was too **** the cross, and then he finally spoke

"You said you came from San Sebalon, so did Quinto say anything to you?"

"Yes, he said."

Alexander nodded and watched the excitement flashed instantly on Alfonso's face. He said in a low voice, "He said to me 'Go to Palermo to find the priest, priest Alfonso.'"

"That's it?" Alfonso's voice grew louder, and he watched Alexander's gaze become hot. "Did he say anything else?"

"No."

The affirmative tone of Alexander made Alfonso's heart beat again.

Looking at the bishop's look, Alexander's inexplicable words came before Kunto's death.

From then on, the noble crown will remain ...