Late in the day, two carriages loaded with all kinds of luggage slowly drove into the King Juan Gate in Zaragoza, from where they followed the avenue to the Royal Palace.

But after a while, the carriages turned a fork in the road, and drove down a small hill along a road that was not too wide and somewhat bumpy.

There is a residential area on the top of the hill, where most of the people live here are merchants, landlords and wealthy families who live a decent life.

The two carriages stopped in front of a not-so-large house, and with a great noise, the two servants, with the help of the coachman, began to unload the contents of the carriage with great ease.

There was a small tent in front of the carriage that could barely fit two people, and two women stepped out of the shed.

It was a pair of master and servant, and the maid in the back carried two baskets in her hands, which were supposed to contain some important personal belongings of the hostess.

The hostess in front of her was empty-handed, and even in such cool weather, she wrapped herself tightly, and when the wind blew it, the hood on her head floated slightly, revealing a strand of brown hair underneath.

The master and servant standing in front of the house stopped, and they looked up at the two-story building at the same time, and then the hostess sighed and said to herself: "It seems that we will live here for some time." ”

"It looks pretty good, ma'am," said the maid to her master with a smile, "but I don't know how long we will stay." ”

"Maybe it won't take too long." As she spoke, the hostess turned and looked into the distance, which was the direction of the palace, and between the hill and the palace was a low-lying city, so that from here you could clearly see the outline of the palace in the distance.

"So we're going to gather the girls here soon?" The maid followed her master into the house, and soon found the hostess's room, and then she first put the important things in the basket into the cupboard, and asked the hostess, "Maybe our business is good here." ”

"Yes, we have a lot of business to do this time," said Lady Olgala, who found a chair and sat down, and she looked at the maid who was busy like a spinning top, "We have more important business to do, so you will be busy tonight." ”

That evening, there was a little good news among the nobles of Zaragoza, who were always looking for flowers and willows, that a woman who was said to be famous in Barriaridud had come to Zaragoza.

It is said that this woman is very beautiful, and quite sensitive, and more importantly, I heard that she has a wide range of people, and can always find satisfactory girls, and it is even said that she has girls sent from the East and the new colonies, which is obviously a great temptation for those who like to try new things.

The news would spread so quickly, of course, to the fact that the maid went from door to door with beautiful handwritten prayer notes, which were not only beautifully made, but also had a thin gold leaf in each envelope.

This makes many people interested in this woman who has not yet met, but has already made such a generous move.

Lady Olgara was quick to move, or rather she was a real connoisseur in this trade.

Compared to her professional approach, the women who have made a name for themselves but are single-handedly in the world seem to be powerless.

On the second day of living in the house, Lady Olgara and her maid took the initiative to find the women who supported the portal alone, and she offered them a good reward and promised them to enter the noble circles that they had always wanted to contact but had no way to, but the only condition was that they belonged to her.

"I can turn you from an ordinary prostitute into a happy woman that even noblewomen would be jealous of, and the nobles will flock to you, and you will become their favorite darling, but all this will be up to me."

Lady Olgala's words made many women both excited and uneasy, and they knew that this woman must be very powerful, and if she did not obey her arrangement, perhaps their life in Zaragoza would be difficult in the future, and her promises did make them look forward to it.

Some of the women, after much consideration, decided to accept Mrs. Orgara's offer by closing their doors and moving into the two-story building that Mrs. Orgara was decorating.

Then, under the personal tutelage of Mrs. Olgala, she began to relearn some real "expertise".

The little splash in the circle of the Zaragoza aristocracy certainly didn't attract much attention, and it was just too much for the troubled Ferdinand to deal with too many bad things at the moment.

The sudden disappearance of Alexander VI was both a good thing and a nuisance for Ferdinand, and his biggest fear now was that he was accused of being the mastermind of the incident, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Although many people were secretly ecstatic about the Pope's disappearance, Ferdinand believed that if the mastermind was publicly pointed out, everyone would go out of their way to blame the murderer.

So Ferdinand knew that he must not carry this black cauldron, but from the beginning of telling him to the archbishop, until everyone he met later seemed to tacitly believe that he was the mastermind.

This annoyed Ferdinand, and at the same time strengthened his vigilance.

He knew that his opponent was clearly not idle while he was actively preparing for another battle with Alexander, which made him suspect that all this was probably a conspiracy arranged by Alexander.

Another thing that troubled Ferdinand was about his grandson.

Maximian's emissary made it clear that he would be able to take care of Charlie and Eleanor properly, and this suspicion even made Ferdinand almost furious.

Maximian was clearly worried that Ferdinand would have the same firm grip on Charles and Eleanor as he did with Juana, and if that was the case, then the previous efforts would be meaningless for Maximian.

So Maximian Oak Ferdinand made an unacceptable request, asking that he be able to send one of his grandsons to Vienna to be cared for by him, on the grounds that the current situation in Iberia was turbulent and did not seem to be suitable for the upbringing of his grandchildren.

Of course, what Ferdinand knew was actually just Maximian's excuse, just as he did everything possible to prevent Juana and his wife from returning to Castile as soon as possible, and I am not the deep conflict between father and son between him and Philip because of the disagreement over the way of rule in the Low Countries, and he will always prevent Juana and his wife from returning to Iberia.

Now that he had put his mind on Charlie and Eleanor, Ferdinand could even imagine that if he did send Charlie to Austria, he might have forgotten that he had been called Carlos when he returned.

Ferdinand objected to this, unceremoniously accusing Maximian's emissary of gibberish, and then asking him to reply as soon as possible to the promise that Austria would send troops to contain the Duchy of Rome and Thesia as soon as possible.

Only this time the emissary's answer not only disappointed Ferdinand, but even made him wonder how much sincerity Maximian had to continue to maintain the alliance between them.

At this time, Ferdinand did not believe what kind of predicament Austria was facing, he thought that it was Maximian who was taking advantage of the opportunity, so he was very angry and wrote a personal letter to Maximian.

He used some very harsh words to question whether the other party remembered the covenant between the two parties, and at the same time severely refuted Maximian's proposal to bring the tea ceremony brother and sister to Vienna.

All this was enough to make Ferdinand anxious, and he had not been able to bother with his mistresses for a long time, so when he was flattered to tell him that there was a famous prostitute in the city of Zaragoza, who was said to be famous in Barriariddod, Ferdinand did not pay much attention to it.

Compared to Ferdinand's situation, the Church of Zaragoza was not much better.

Marked by two very different attitudes towards the disappearance of Alexander VI, the Church of Zaragoza is now divided into two opposing factions.

The Archbishop of Zaragoza was cautious about the speculation that the Pope might have been killed.

He was not in a hurry to show his allegiance to the Vatican's likely new pope over the disappearance of Alexander VI, but rather to be very cautious about the matter.

Especially since it was likely to involve Ferdinand, which made the archbishop more cautious.

In the archbishop's view, whether the pope had been killed or not, the Castilian regent could not rest on his laurels.

Then it is likely that this will eventually turn into a dispute between the two countries, or even a direct war.

In fact, almost everyone knew that this war was inevitable, and although it was inevitable that the Church of Aragon would be involved, the archbishop still hoped that the cause of the war would not be borne by the terrible event of the Pope's murder.

Not everyone agrees with the archbishop's cautiousness.

Because of the arrival of Alexander VI, a group of bishops of the Church, who felt that their power was threatened, were ecstatic about the disappearance of the Pope.

If it weren't for the fear that they might be accused of being complicit in the Pope's murder, these people would have celebrated publicly to vent their stagnant anger.

In the eyes of these people, Alexander VI, although he was born in Valencia, did not show much affection and care for his homeland during his tenure.

And because of this, his family has been so firmly in control of Valencia's many powers, from the church to the world, that they can only watch Valencia almost be taken over by the Borgia family.

A new pope who has little to do with them may be more acceptable than that, and since Alexander VI is likely to be no longer alive, it would be in the best interest of the Church of Aragon as soon as possible to show goodwill to the Vatican, both for the Church of Aragon and for themselves.

This controversy intensified as Alexander VI remained silent, and even the archbishop began to waver.

This forced him to think about how the Pope would have reacted if he had really been killed.

Especially when he thought that the future new pope would probably be the father-in-law of the regent of Castile, the archbishop could not help but feel sorry for Alexander's "no matter which of you wins, I won't lose anyway".

Soon, however, the archbishop rejoiced in his caution.

The victory of the Sicilian army at the Battle of Seville caused mixed feelings among the Aragonese people.

The victory of the "compatriots" over the Castilians delighted the Aragonese people, but every time they heard it, it was as if they were forced to be reminded that Sicily was no longer the monarch of Aragon.

This inexplicable feeling made the Aragonese people have mixed feelings about the Sicilian army.

With the Queen of Sicily announcing that she would punish her enemies for offending the Pope, the mood of the Aragonese was even more indescribable.

However, this finally relieved the undecided Archbishop of Zaragoza.

It's a war!

By this time, no one doubted that a war would break out between the two countries, or that it was the result of both sides' pursuits.

Just like Isabella and Juana, a battle for the throne is inevitable.

Only this time the protagonist has become Isabella's husband and Juana's half-brother.

The reinforcements on both sides also changed from Aragon and Portugal to Austria and Sicily.

Even at this time, many people still believed that as Charlie's grandfather, Maximian's sending troops to support Aragon was an inevitable result.

Because of this, the Aragonese were not worried about the imminent outbreak of war with Castile.

There have even been those who have openly declared that they were either directly engaged with the enemy on the frontier or that they had been sent by the king to Naples and Rome Thessia to attack the prince's territory with the Austrians.

It was only when Ferdinand heard this, that he was filled with a lot of almost questioning rhetoric in his personal letter to Maximian.

"Your Majesty, I am compelled to ask once again when your army will be able to attack Rome-Thesia, and I believe that it is not only in Aragon's interests, but also in your own interests, for I have declared my support for Milan to you through my friends in the Vatican, and I am puzzled by your delay in responding."

Ferdinand was hesitant to use such a rude paragraph to say it too harshly, but in the end he decided not to change a single word.

Maximian's ambiguous attitude you have already caused him strong displeasure, and he has already heard too much about the weak performance of the Austrian army in the Lombardy region.

Considering the recent crushing defeat in Switzerland, Ferdinand had to wonder if the Austrians would be able to contain his enemies in Italy for him.

Although no war had been declared openly, the Queen of Sicily had ordered part of her army to march towards the area between Castile and Aragon, according to intermittent information from some merchants from Castile.

And this time, the advance of the Sicilian army was allowed from Barriaridud.

This was Alexander's first representation as regent with a foreign monarch, and Sicily was the first country to officially recognize his status.

Everything was so natural that it seemed like it was meant to be.

But the war did come like this, and the point was that Ferdinand was not prepared!

Even though he knew that a battle with Alexander was inevitable, Ferdinand still hoped that he would be more certain before officially starting a decisive battle with Alexander.

After the Austrian occupation of Lombardy, to be precise, launched an offensive against Rome-Thesia.

By that time, Alexander would have to struggle to deal with two enemies on the battlefield.

Unlike the French, Ferdinand did not believe that anyone would side with Alexander in such a war at the risk of offending two powers at the same time.

Perhaps the French would join him in Italy against the Austrians, but that would certainly provoke a strong opposition from the Italian city-states.

At least Venice will not hesitate to side with Austria, and Ferdinand is sure of that.

Next, the war will turn in their favor.

In the event of a setback on the battlefield, opposition within Castile would take advantage of the opportunity.

Alexander's already precarious position will be shaken.

Ferdinand felt that his plan was perfect, but he never expected Alexander to start war first.

And the reason, however, is not the battle for the throne of Castile, but the punishment of Pope Alexander VI's murderer, which sounds perfectly legitimate.

Now he has to face two enemies alone, Castile and Sicily.

Ferdinand was surprised to discover that at some point, the situation between the two sides had changed dramatically.

Now he will be outnumbered, and he will become him.

An autumn rain turned the cool into a deep chill.

Several horses galloped forward on the muddy rain, and the men on the horses were all wearing short dark coats, and the muddy water splashed on their boots and trousers, looking a little embarrassed.

However, when the people on the side of the road saw the knight on horseback, they could not help but look frightened, and they all hid under the eaves of the houses on both sides of the road.

This seemed to make the men on the horse very proud, and they all laughed and snapped their whips in the air.

The riders soon came to a place not far from the city gate, but when they saw a man with a gloomy face standing under the gate, they immediately became much more honest.

The man silently looked at his subordinates who rushed to him and hurriedly dismounted, and asked slowly in a cold tone, "Very proud, isn't it?" ”

The riders looked at each other, and kept looking at each other, knowing that one of them stood up and said carefully, "My lord, we just rode a little faster." ”

"It's okay, it's not a big deal," the man said, glancing nonchalantly at the man in front of him, "just to get your heads closer to the butcher's axe." ”

The man's words embarrassed several people, and they knew that the adult must be very angry, which made them immediately become more careful.

"My lord, we've made our rounds around the city," one of the men reported carefully, and as he awkwardly pulled a rotten notebook out of his pocket, "we wrote down some of the offenses mentioned in your book, and punished them as you taught us." ”

Sebastian Don Carpendi silently took the notebook in the man's hand and flipped through it, causing him to frown slightly, and when he was ready to teach his men another lesson, a carriage slowly drove into the city gates.

The driver was a spirited-looking Moorish lad with a hearty smile on his face, who looked like a doctrine servant, or a dutiful boy who made a living by selling chopping wood.

"Excuse me," the Moore boy politely greeted the conspicuous people at the city gate, and then asked with a grin, "May I ask how to get to the Wangjia Prison?" ”

Don Cappendi looked at the Moorish man with a gloomy face, for years of life as a prison warden had made him no longer judge people by religion and appearance, so he was not hostile to the other party because he was a heretic, but rather interested in the eyes that were faintly visible behind the tightly covered doors of the carriage.

"Hurry up and get out of the car and salute, in front of you is the warden of the Royal Prison." One of Don Cappendi's men reminded loudly.

The young man of Moore immediately looked at Don Carpendy carefully, as if to make sure that what the man said was true or false.

Then he jumped out of the carriage and walked to the back of the carriage and opened the door.

Then he said to Don Cappendi with a serious expression: "Prison Master, please meet His Majesty the Supreme Pope. ”