"I want to know some news about Carlo, I wonder if you have one?" Ezio said.

"Carlo Grimaldi, a member of the Council of Ten, a Venetian nobleman, born in 1445, was a cunning and cunning man who was very good at disguising himself, and who also had great political ambitions and powers**, the most famous of which was when Carlo entered the committee."

Carlo met Ignacio Contasini, the chairman of the committee, and Carlo was a frequent guest at the Contasini family, where he met Ignacio's daughter. And this simple aristocratic lady out of trust in Carlo's merits and the disguise of Carlo's 'saint' in the time she had known before, this naïve young lady is like Carlo asking for help, because this young lady is not willing to her father's arranged marriage, this young lady likes her childhood sweetheart, the son of a squire. They discuss eloping to Milan, where they will start their wonderful new life and away from the shadow of their father (Ignacio Contasini). ”

"Carlo generously built them to escape this evening, and also prepared a large boat for them, and also helped them to arrive on the deck of the ship, to see how selfless this qiē was, but only until Ignacio Contasini and his soldiers appeared on the deck・・・・・・ because this Carlo won Contasini's friendship and was richly rewarded, as for the fate of true love, hehe, he was drowned directly in the sea, The body was then thrown away to feed the dogs. Antonio said sarcastically, not knowing who he was satirizing.

"yes, it looks like I have one more reason to go to the meeting." Ezio said to Antonio, and after greeting everyone, he went to look for Carlo.

Three days later, on a remote stone bench, Carlo was waiting for the others to arrive, while Ezio was hiding in the shadows.

"Carlo, why are you the only one here, why didn't Emilio come?" An aristocratic man with a big belly came up and spoke, and the man's appearance was known to Ezio when he saw him, and he was also a member of the Barbarig family, Silvio Barbarig.

"I don't know, I've already gone to inform him personally." Carlo said.

"Oh, really?" Silvio said.

"yes, what... I don't think you believe me!" Carlo also said angrily.

"Originally, forget it, I guess he ran into someone else, let's go..."

"How are things going in the palace?" Silvio said as he walked.

"I'll tell you the truth, it's very difficult, Mocinigo trusts the people in his circle, I'm very low-key, and I propose things in his favor, but he doesn't listen to me, he listens to the opinions of those in his circle." Carlo said with some distress.

Ezio, who was eavesdropping on their conversation, was in good spirits, for the Mocini they were talking about was the current Doge of Venice, and they must be hatching a conspiracy at this moment.

"Then you have to work harder, and the master's task is that you have to get into their circle." Silvio said sarcastically.

"Of course I do, but it's more difficult than you think." It was as if Carlo hadn't heard his sarcasm.

"Carlo, what is the cause of this? Am I feeling weird? Silvio wondered.

"How do I know, I just feel like this governor has never taken me seriously. It wasn't my fault, I tried my best to please him, and I gave him his favorite and best jams, the latest fashion clothes from Milan, porcelain from the old Orient, etc. Carlo said with some distress.

"Hahaha, Carlo, you sycophant haha." Silvio laughed loudly at Carlo, apparently their relationship was not very good.

"What? What do you say about me? Sycophants? You bastard! You have no idea what the situation is, you have no idea what the pressure I am under. Carlo said angrily.

"Pressure, you say I don't understand your pressure?"

"Yes, you don't know at all, you just sit in your office in Venice, and the work is all done by other people, don't think I don't know, and I, give gifts and run errands to the governor every day and have to endure the contempt of those in his circle, the two of us are completely different, I want to change places with you, are you willing?" Carlo said angrily to Silvio.

"Do you think you can handle it?" Silvio seemed to be taken aback by Carlo's words and asked in his usual tone.

"It's hard, listen to me, I'm already close, and with the recent addition of the governor's new staff, I'm just missing a little bit of time right now." Carlo also said calmly because of the outburst just now.

"However, we are also very short of time right now." Silvio's words caused Carlo to be silent for a while, and this continued until the two of them reached the vicinity of the Basilica of Raw Marco.

"What a nice weather, my brothers." An elderly man walked in, followed by a muscular man, Marco Barbarig and his personal bodyguard, Dante Morro.

"We thought Emilio was going to come with you? I didn't expect him to be with you. Silvio said confusedly.

"Emilio is dead." Marco said.

"What? What's going on? Silvio asked, shocked.

"The assassination, the assassins who ruined the Patch family, there is already an assassin in Venice." Carlo said with some fear.

"That's right, Silvio, don't you know his whereabouts? It's quite possible that the Assassin was in our neighborhood (PS: he was right) eavesdropping on our conversation, but we didn't find out, knowing that the Assassin assassinated Emilio in his palace! Ma Keqing said nervously.

"Damn, what about our plan?" Silvio said.

"What can we do, we can only do it, and now we don't have time to make a detailed plan for us." Marco said in a suffrage.

"But Marco, I'm already very close to him, and if you're giving me a little time, I think I could..."

"No, there's no time, we have to act in these days." Marco interrupts Carlo.

"We've got to go." While the two of them were arguing, Marco's personal bodyguard, Dante, interjected and spoke, but the voice was silly.

"What does the host think about the change of plans?" Silvio asked on the way.

"Later, you can ask the master yourself?" Marco responded.

"What, master, he's coming here from Rome?" Silvio and Carlo asked in amazement.

"yes, so we'd better hurry up." Marco said.

"Oh, it's great that the master is here, so that he can ask the master to decide who will be the new governor of Venice." Silvio said happily.

"Hehe, isn't that obvious? He should be the mastermind of the whole project, he should be the one who knows how to save the city, and that person is obviously me. Marco said proudly.

"We don't lack tactical wisdom, what we lack is leadership with real intelligence." Silvio retorted.

"Okay friends, we don't need to fight for this, you know, we don't have this right." Carlo persuaded.

"Of course, you're the one among us, Carlo is the one who has no right to fight." Marco said dismissively, causing Silvio to burst into laughter.

"Why don't I have the right to fight? Know that I am the hardest working person. Carlo said disgruntled and angry.

"Wait, gentlemen, please stop arguing, I feel like someone is following us." Dante, who had not spoken, said suddenly.

"Thanks for reminding us, Dante, that with your protection, we will not be killed by the Assassins." Marco immediately looked left and right after reacting, and said reassuring that there was no problem.

"You're a good guard, brother, how much do you pay him?" Silvio looked at Dante, who was strong and taciturn, and said with interest.

"I just gave him what he deserved, you know, he saved me twice, but he just wasn't good at words." Marco said with some prevarication, as if he was hiding some secret.

"Have you all talked nonsense enough?" Rodrigo suddenly came out of a corner and yelled.

Just as Ezio saw Rodrigo and was about to assassinate him, he noticed a large red patch in front of him, some hidden behind the walls, some hidden among the civilians, apparently all of whom were soldiers protecting Rodrigo.

"The right to choose the governor has never been in your hands! Moreover, you have never had the right to plan. Rodrigo said disdainfully at them.

"Please forgive our great hosts, we just want to be able to help you to the best we can." Marco said grovelly.

"Hmph, the plan is: Mosanico must die tonight, and when he dies, you, Marco, will take his place." Rodrigo pointed at Marco and stopped Silvio's words.

"Thank you, my great master." Marco bowed deeply and happily.

"Excellent! Carlo Grimadi, you are the closest person to Mozanigo, so your task is crucial, do it well, I will not treat you badly, come and get closer and I have something to say to you. Rodrigo spoke to Carlo in a kind tone.

"Carlo, you know, I don't like any blood, so this qiē has to be very clean, by the way, when can you approach him?" Rodrigo said as he walked.

"My master, I have no limits in the palace, and although he will not obey me in matters, I have also won his trust." Carlo said respectfully.

"Very well, then I want you to sneak into his kitchen and poison his food. As for **? Marco do you have any good mentions? Rodrigo said.

"Yes, my master, I recently got a secret product from the ancient Orient ** - Crane Top Red." Silvio said instead.

"Crane top red? What is it? Rodrigo wondered.

"Master, it's a strong arsenic, colorless, tasteless, and instantly deadly." Silvio said respectfully.

"Okay, good, just do it, Carlo, you see." Rodrigo patted Carlo on the shoulder.