Alexander returned to the top of the mine hill and was faced with a house that had lost its owner.

Colombo's body had been transported to the house, and looking at Colombo, who had been killed at close range by a musket, Alexander was silent for a while, and then asked a coffin to be prepared.

The house was quiet, as if the owner had just left, and nothing seemed to have changed, but if you looked closely, it seemed that this place was somewhat different from before.

As he walked into the atrium, he noticed a portrait in the corner, which was Connie's semi-recumbent portrait, and although it was intact, it was unknown who had taken it from the wall.

Alexander walked up to the portrait, he lowered his head and looked at the woman in the portrait seriously, and it must be admitted that the person who painted the painting accurately grasped the woman's demeanor at that moment, and accurately expressed her seemingly casual and lazy but in fact she was a cold bystander.

From the eyes of the woman in the portrait, Alexander seems to see a scheming woman who seems to be watching coldly as the farce orchestrated by her is being staged lively, and as the mastermind behind all this, the only thing left for people is a hint of mockery and sneer.

"My lord, what do we do now?" Carlo stood behind and asked in a low voice, "We searched the whole house and found nothing useful, as if the woman had known that we were back, and had packed everything up in advance, leaving nothing behind." ”

"Not knowing we were coming." Alexander was still looking at the portrait, he tried to figure out the woman's mind but found that everything was confused, it was clear that the woman Connie Malindao was not so easy to deal with: "She is going to deal with all the people who might search this place, and the only thing she left us with is Colombo's body, and the house." ”

Alexander said and raised his hand and pointed to the portrait: "Put the portrait away, maybe it will be returned to the owner in the future." ”

Carlo was stunned and nodded, and after casually signaling the two Agri soldiers to put away the portraits as instructed, he followed and whispered: "We found Colombo in a secret room in the house, he was lying on the wall of the secret room when he died, and there are traces left by musket shooting at close range around a dark hole in the wall of the room next to the secret room, it is obvious that someone shot directly from the room at Colombo who was peeking behind the dark hole, Paul said that the outside of the secret room should be your room." ”

Although he had already guessed, Alexander was still stunned, he followed Carlo into the secret room that had been fully opened, and looking at the few blood stains on the wall, he leaned over to the eye that could peek out and looked inside, and the first thing that caught his eye was the large bed in his room.

"This damn woman," Alexander could already guess how Conio was going to frame him, and it was obvious that this woman didn't care about fame, and anyone who didn't know that Colombo had died in the secret room of Peeping on Alexander's room, and a little more inquiry would have found that Alexander seemed to have some affair with the mistress of the house, and Colombo was spiping on this secret that Alexander, who discovered his whereabouts, shot him dead from the house.

As for how Connieo tricked Colombo into lying obediently in front of the dark hole, Alexander didn't know, but just think about the woman's tricks and know that it was a simple matter for her.

But the problem now is that this is clearly a problem that Connieo has left him, and Colombo's death will not be good for him anyway.

Although the woman has not continued to engage in any means of framing for this until now, she still left Alexander with a lot of threats before.

"Send back to Rome and tell Caesar the news," Alexander instructed Caro, who, after a moment's pause, looked in the direction of the hall where Colombo's corpse was kept, and whispered to himself, "Damned woman," and continued, "And I will write a letter, and you will send it to Caesar as soon as possible." ”

Carlo nodded, he obviously didn't know what the death of this Milanese nobleman named Colombo meant to Alexander, let alone what it meant to more people.

"A war," Alexander whispered to himself, he was sure that Connie was trying to provoke a war, but he was already beginning to wonder how many people would be involved in this war, "In that case, let's make it a little more confusing." ”

Alexander began to write, carefully crafting his words, generally specifying his situation.

Obviously, Colombo's death will further complicate the already delicate relationship between Borgia and the Sforza family, and it is even possible that the two in-laws, who are already full of rifts, may simply turn their faces completely because of this incident.

If that were the case, maybe his situation wouldn't be so bad, but if the two families didn't turn around immediately, things might be going to be terrible for him.

If the Borgias are adept at all kinds of intrigue, the Sforza are known for their unusually toughness.

As mercenaries, they are known throughout Italy for their irascible personality that is as irritable as a hedgehog and can easily be at odds with others.

"My Honourable Bishop, I have to report to you something that may make you angry," Alexander began to write, knowing what kind of changes it would cause if it was sent out, so he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart as he put pen to paper: "I have discovered a conspiracy against Rome and your family in the mines of Thornroni, and unfortunately among those involved in this conspiracy are your dearest. ”

Alexander, who wrote this, looked through the window at a pit that had been dug in the open space outside the house, and couldn't help but let out a soft "hum".

Colombo, a Milanese nobleman, was about to be hastily buried in that pit, and a simple cross would be erected in front of the tomb, but the priest who prayed for him was a dirty and drunken priest, who lived in the village below, and when he was brought up the mountain, he had fallen several times because he had just been drunk.

At first, the priest thought that there was another person dead in the mine, but when he saw that it was actually the owner of the mine, the priest immediately became uneasy, and he was so frightened that he woke up with wine, especially when he found out that Colombo was actually killed, the pastor was already frightened.

At this time, the priest stood in front of the grave and watched Colombo's coffin being lowered slowly, and he looked uneasily at the side of the house while numbly reciting the scriptures, he knew that there was a man in the house who should be the leader of these strangers who suddenly appeared and seemed to be related to Colombo's death, but at this time the priest only hoped that the funeral would end quickly, and then he would immediately flee back to the village.

"Old Colombo won't let anyone here go."

The priest secretly looked at everyone present, he did not intend to admit that he wanted to remember the faces of these people, so that he could tell him when old Colombo came back in the future, the pastor just hoped that when old Colombo heard the news of his son's death in the future, he could see that he had presided over his son's funeral and could provide some clues to let him go.

And in the house, Alexander was reading his letter seriously.

"My lord, let me tell you from the beginning of this trip, maybe it will help you understand what you are facing."

Alexander dipped his ink and began to conceive his 'story', and if he was going to make everything worse, he might as well let everyone get into this bad situation.

Because only the more chaotic it is, the easier it is for him to get out of it.

"As soon as I left Rome, I found that I was not alone on this trip, a group of people of unknown origin were following me all the time, please forgive me for having wondered if this was someone you had sent because of your distrust of me, but then these people took advantage of the darkness to attack my camp, and they even used artillery." Alexander wrote slowly, imagining the reaction of the letter when it fell into Alexander's hands, and he decided to tamper with the events that had happened a little in some places.

It's still the same, but with a little change, everything will be different.

"Later, in a town called Tempura, such an encounter recurred, and the danger was so dangerous that I nearly lost my life," Alexander wrote, "I do not say this to ask you for credit, but only to remind you that this trip was not only difficult from the beginning, but even discovered, and that they obviously did not want me to complete the mission, and that the purpose of doing so was clearly to keep Rome trapped in the bitter cold." ”

Outside, the voice of the priest reciting scriptures came into the room from time to time, and Alexander stood up and walked to the portrait of Connie standing in the corner, and he bent down with a little groan, picked up the portrait with both hands, and then carefully rehung it in its place.

Then he gently stroked the carved cloud head of the couch that lay on the side, feeling the undulation of the relief of the cloud head under the palm of his hand, and his mind could not help but reappear in the semi-recumbent position of the woman when he first saw her, which was far away from the portrait on the wall.

Thinking of the woman's powerful methods, Alexander couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

He returned to his desk, picked up his pen and began to write.

"I think you're tired of all this along the way, Your Lord, but it must be said, because this is the prelude to the conspiracy that I am going to report to you, and what I want to report to you is this: your dear, the husband of the honorable Miss Lucrezia, Giovanni Sforza of Pezzaro, is likely to be involved in a great conspiracy against you and your family."

At this point, Alexander took a deep breath, paused to look at what he had written, and then began to write: "I know that such a rude accusation against a nobleman is a serious act, and especially because of this person's identity and relationship with you, it will put me in a very dangerous situation, but it is my duty and duty to tell everything I know, both as a member of the Council of Roman Order and as your companion in Rome. Obviously your relatives are well aware of what happened to Rome this winter, and how bad it will be to continue like this, but it was his collusion with Colombo in the Sanroni mines that caused the Romans to suffer from the cold winter this winter, and the absolute interruption of Rome's coal supply was not due to roads and weather, but a conspiracy that had been planned from the beginning, and here I suspect that the bridges that collapsed due to snow were not pure coincidences, and it is clear that there is such a connection. “

Alexander wrote slowly, knowing that Caesar would not easily believe him, or at least not completely, because Caesar and his family could not have heard nothing about the possible betrayal of the Borgia family by Giovanni Sforza.

Therefore, his letter describing the facts, although not fully credible, only made the suspicion more conclusive to the Borgia family, who were already suspicious of Giovanni Sforza.

And the key to all of this is the two previous attacks on Alexander.

If there had only been those two attacks, Caesar would not have taken it too seriously, and he might have thought that it was purely Alexander's own trouble.

Or if it was only Colombo's death, Alexander's words would not be credible, after all, he had no evidence.

But when the events of the present and the future are fully connected, everything changes.

No one would believe that they had just left Rome and that they had been followed by a series of attacks, followed by a conspiracy by the owners of the Sanroni mines to cut off supplies to Rome, and possibly even the destruction of bridges and roads to Rome for this purpose.

When this chain of events is connected, there is only one answer: the enemy is in Rome!

In the city of Rome, there was a group of people who were plotting against the Borgia family, and these people colluded with Colombo in Soniro, first taking advantage of the harsh winter to cause discontent among the people, trying to put the Borgia family in trouble, and then they did not hesitate to send people to attack Caesar and send a messenger to open the way, and the final result of all this was the death of Colombo in Sonelo after being discovered.

Alexander believed that everything before and after the letter made sense.

And most importantly, whether the letter is true or not, he knows that Caesar is actually "willing to believe" this series of conspiracy theories against Giovanni Sforza.

As far back as Alexander remembers, Lucrezia Borgia's marriage to Giovanni Sforza was supposed to last another year before it broke down completely.

But after sending someone to deliver the letter, Alexander couldn't help but suspect that the fate of the pair of resentful couples might end early.

While waiting for a reply, Alexander asked him to clean up the house that had originally belonged to Connie's family.

And he soon found something he was interested in.