Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

Alexandre's impression of Gordo of Varash is not much better than that of his brother Gomez.

But this man is still the messenger of the Aragonese kingdom in Naples, which is enough to prove how important his identity is.

Of course, Gondosa and Modillo are not the same way. This can only be known from the evening when the Aragonese did not attend the count ’s banquet, and these people who did not attend also included such things as Uncle Frederick and King teacher Joe Sulnan these people.

As for Prince Frederick, Frederick's son, Alexander at least did not see him appearing publicly at the banquet.

But when he heard the news of Gondosa's death, Alexander was slightly surprised.

Suddenly hearing someone's death, there will always be some surprises and surprises. This has nothing to do with likes and dislikes, but just sighs for the death of life.

Then he wondered who killed the arrogant and rude Aragonese.

And he did a good job waiting for routine inquiries such as "Where are you at this time of the night", "Who with you" or "Who can prove it".

However, the city patrol officer did not ask these classic questions, but said: "With regard to the death of Lord Gondosa, several adults thought that this news should be told to you, and they thought you might want to catch the murderer with us, so Please follow us. "

Alexander looked at the patrol officer quite unexpectedly. He didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words for a while. Until the other party whispered again and said that he wanted to protect him as soon as possible and rushed to the palace, Alexander suddenly realized that a Ignore things.

With the accidental death of Gondosa, he has become the highest official of Aragon and Sicily in Naples!

From the day when the French were driven out of Naples, the royal family of Naples had lost its **** of the country. Even after the French were driven away, the status of the royal family of Naples was not really restored.

The Allied forces became the real rulers of Naples, and the generals of Aragon directly and violently deprived the Naples of command. From the perspective of the Aragonese, these poor Naples relatives just need to do what they say, or even Even the king had to listen to them.

Therefore, as the commander of the Aragonese army in Naples temporarily left to pursue the French, the remaining Gondosa became the spokesperson of the King of Aragon.

But now Gondosa is suddenly dead!

Alexandria was the messenger of Sicily, and whether he was sent by a palace minister or a noble parliament, he was also the national messenger ruled by King Ferdinand of Aragon, at least nominally he was the first spokesperson of the king after Gondosa .

So when the city patrol officer got his permission, he immediately guarded him across the street and walked towards the palace. Alexander realized that, at least for the Neapolitans, he was now a very important person. Too.

Especially after Gondosa was killed inexplicably, the Naples had difficulty accepting what happened to his "successor".

Josulnan looked around dignifiedly, and he was relieved when he heard the announcement that Alexander had entered the palace.

Gondosa's death was too sudden, which caused the Naples to be confused for a time. Thinking that the news may have spread in the city now, Joe Sulnan felt that the night was really painful for him.

Alexandria also clearly felt the change on the way. In addition to a lot of guards on the street, there were also some private diners who were obviously from the noble family.

These people have their own family badges on their clothes. Some of them are gathered together in groups, some are facing each other far away and secretly fighting each other. For a time, the whole city seems to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Alexandria's group and others also received attention. Seeing the city inspector, those people were a little more convergent, but when they heard that Alexandria was the Sicilian messenger, someone started to follow.

As he approached the palace, Alexander found that more and more people were keeping up, although he could not tell who they were from at one time, but he guessed that at least half of the people in the group behind him were in the middle.

The dignified look on Josulnan's face proved Alexander's conjecture. When he walked into the room and saw the king's teacher, he was exhausted. Alexander felt that the person looked so incompatible with everything around him, or that he was not suitable In this royal palace.

"I'm so glad to see you," Josulnan walked up quickly. His attitude was obviously different from the previous meetings. "Naples is not safe now."

Alexander nodded somewhat sympathetically. Everything he saw on the way made him secretly pay attention. After experiencing the turmoil in Palermo, he was sensitive to any impending turbulence.

"The king is going to summon you immediately," before Alexander stopped, Josulnan motioned to him to follow him through the other door of the room with the corridor, through the candle-filled corridor, and directly put Alexander brought into a room that was not very large, but was quite magnificently decorated.

"The king's bedroom is opposite," Josulnan whispered. "We have to wait a little, and your majesty will come out soon."

This is a short wait, which is a long and endless period.

It wasn't until the third time that Josulnan was going to stand by the attendant at the door that Ferdinand of Naples walked out of the room slowly.

Even though it was already late at night, the king apparently walked out of his room after some careful dressing, but when he saw Alexander, he showed a dissatisfied look.

"Why is he dressed like this today?" The king, who was wearing the same style as the coat before Alexander, looked at Alexander with a stunned face. "Isn't this the favorite style of the Neapolitan people? Where is the previous dress? Is he in?" Deliberately tricking me? "

Josulnan's gloomy previous step, although he felt that Ferdinand's appearance was really bad at home, he could only try his best to attract the king's attention.

"Your Majesty, Gondosa, the Plenipotentiary of Aragon, has just been assassinated, and now there are riots in some parts of the city, Your Majesty, you must order to prevent the situation from spreading."

"Gondosa was killed, the rude drunk was killed?" Ferdinand asked unexpectedly, his words embarrassing Josulnan, but there was no way to stop the king from talking nonsense. I have never liked this person. Why did my cousin send this person? Is it that they have the same taste in the taste of clothes? "

Hearing the king's unscrupulous comments on King Aragon, Joe Sulnan showed a horrified look, and he finally interrupted the king's words unbearably: "Your Majesty, the situation in the city is very bad now, if you don't want to do this duty, then please You ordered someone who could do something to solve this problem. "

Perhaps it was calmed down by Josulnan ’s last angered voice, and Ferdinand seemed finally awake. He frowned and stared at Alexander for a while, before he asked, “Then you want me doing what?"

"Your Majesty, please order the capture of the murderer. Be aware that there have been rumors that Gondosa's death is related to some people, which caused a commotion," Josul Namsong said quickly. "Only catch the murderer as soon as possible to quell the rumor. "

"Who are you talking about?" Ferdinand suddenly asked. "Is it Modillo?"

The King's words made Josulnan's face stagnate for a moment, and he never expected Ferdinand to speak Modillo's name directly in front of Alexander.

"Why did Modillo kill that Gondosa?" Ferdinand was not willing to give up. He asked with a certain tone, not caring that his teacher kept making eyes at him. "I think he was because he didn't Like the Aragonese. Actually, none of us like them. The Aragonese are rude, right? "

"God……"

Alexander seemed to hear Josul sighing in the mouth, and the wrinkles on the king's teacher's face were obvious. At this time, it seemed to be deeper.

"Your Majesty, we should probably catch the murderer first and then determine who killed Master Gendoza," Alexander felt that if he didn't speak again, maybe this entire night would be wasted by this lunatic, and think about before Seeing the scene on the street, he thought it would be better to remind Ferdinand to quell the incident as soon as possible.

He didn't want to come to Naples not long after, just watched it become another Palermo.

"Yes, catch the murderer immediately!"

Ferdinand didn't seem to realize what to do until then, and he loudly ordered the servants next to him to call the people he could find in his living room, and then began to issue a series of orders.

Alexander discovered unexpectedly that once the mind was sober, the young king immediately exploded with a completely different power. His thoughts were active and thoughtful, and even some places that were neglected by his men could be pointed out in time.

This even made Alexander once think that his previous look of ignorance was completely disguised.

It was just that after seeing Joe Sulnan not surprised, but showing some inexplicable sadness, Alexander felt that maybe he really thought too much.

"All the docks are blocked, of course the docks in Naples are large, but then all ships are forbidden to go out to sea," Ferdinand commanded loudly, waving his arms. "And all roads leading out of the city should be stationed and ordered in the name of the king. Everyone must be checked. "

"Your Majesty, do you want to ban all ships from going out to sea?" A minister asked slightly hesitantly. "This is too much loss for us, and you know that the Neapolitans eat a lot of marine fish every day. If you prohibit the ship from going out to sea, it will cause greater disturbance." of."

"If you don't want to eat, everyone will catch the murderer," Ferdinand said disapprovingly. He suddenly raised his finger to the few city patrol officers who were standing behind. Those people were the first to find Gondosa. The killed "Come here and tell me what you found."

"Your Majesty, the murderer left his sword."

A city inspector took up a **** sword and waited for the entourage to pick it up. Ferdinand had already taken the murder weapon first.

It was a sword with nothing special in the handle. The blood stains on the blade were dazzling in the candlelight. As Ferdinand danced a few sword flowers, a few drops of semi-condensed blood stains splashed on the ground.

Looking at the sword, Alexander's heart suddenly moved.

He walked over and gestured to Ferdinand slightly. After taking the sword to watch it carefully, he could not help but show a strange look on his face.

"Do you know this sword?" Ferdinand asked. His words made everyone around him look at Alexander's face.

"Your Majesty, I think I have seen this sword, but its owner may not be the murderer."

"That's not important. Find the owner of the sword and let him explain." Ferdinand immediately interrupted Alexander's words. "Tell me who that person is, let us solve this trouble quickly."

"Not long ago I met the owner of the sword in the Duylan Palace of Count Modillo, and almost had a duel with him," Alexander smiled slightly. "A Florentine, Avante Bruni."

"The Florentine? The Savonarola?" Ferdinand looked at Alexander in amazement, and then he suddenly shouted to Josulnan "Why didn't anyone tell me that Savonarola's stooges arrived in Naples, Did the French fight back again? "

Seeing the king suddenly fall into a frenzy, Josulnan couldn't help but sigh, he walked over to whisper to appease Ferdinand, who was thrilled and excited, and kept looking at Ambassador Alexander to let him leave as soon as possible .

When Josulnan came out of the king's living room, Alexander saw that his expression was darker than before.

Looking at Alexandria, Joe Sulnan sighed softly: "Your Majesty is very savvy most of the time, even worthy of wisdom, but sometimes it is easy to be excited. At this time, only God can calm him down."

Alexander nodded silently. He knew that Ferdinand's illness should be no longer serious. Thinking about the young king's life of more than two months, he felt the need to hurry up.

Although Ferdinand's life and death have nothing to do with him, but only when the throne of Naples alternates can he have more opportunities.

After all, the Kingdom of Naples was also under the rule of the Aragonese royal family, and at this time another king, also called Ferdinand, was staring at Naples and drooling in Aragon.

"We will catch the Florentine as soon as possible," Josulnan whispered. "We know the collusion between Savonarola and the French, and we know how much Lord Gondosa hates the French. I think this is just the reason. , Enough for the Florentine named Ovante Bruni to kill Gondosa. "

Alexander nodded, although he knew that things should n’t just be killed because of what Gondosa hated the French, and he really could n’t figure out how the Florentine would have the mood to find Gang after leaving Modillo ’s banquet. The trouble of Tossa, but because of these reasons, it is enough for the Neapolitans to perfuse Gondosa to be killed.

As for the truth, there will not be too many people concerned at this time unless it is quickly proved that this matter involves a larger event.

Although the king did not appear, Josulnan did all he could do with due diligence, especially after he announced in public that the Sicilian envoy had recognized that the sword used by the murderer belonged to a Florentine and gathered on the square in the palace The people waiting for the news immediately gathered to whisper.

Alexander noticed the different badges on the clothes of these people, including both the Modillo family and the Fredericks who also used the king ’s emblem, and he also noticed that, unlike other ministers who heard the news, they acted as Naples' largest nobleman, whether it was Frederick or Modillo, never showed up.

It seems that the king's life is not so good. Although he had already realized it, Alexander still shook his head secretly.

Thinking of the sober and sometimes crazy king, Alexander felt that early relief might not be a good thing for him.

As for why Bruni wanted to kill Gondosa, Alexander couldn't really figure it out.

It was just that with the killing of Gondosa, Alexander found that his identity had become virtually important, as can be seen from Josulnan's order to arrange two guards for him.

However, Alexander did not think that someone would do him any good. Www.ltnovel.com ~ After all, for many people, Gondosa is the messenger of the kingdom of Aragon, killing him will cause trouble for many people.

And Alexander was only from Sicily.

But he did not reject the good intentions of Joe Sulnan, after all, after experiencing Palermo's bloodstained night and the accident at sea, he already knew about the turbulence of this era.

It was very late when Alexander returned to the tavern. The two guards who guarded him watched him upstairs and sat at the table to drink.

Except for the nobility, the death of the Aragonites did not attract the attention of ordinary people. At this time, most people had fallen asleep.

Alexander, who had walked to the door, unexpectedly saw Mahimo waiting for him in the hallway, watching the monk's reticent words, and Alexander had a premonition of having trouble.

"Sir, I think you should come and see this."

Although he was already mentally prepared to hear Mahimo ’s rare use of honorifics, Alexander was still stunned when the door opened and saw the **** Aventine Bruni leaning on the bed Doorway.