Sudden lore!

Even Alexander, who was standing next to him, did not think of it.

When he saw Sophia raise his arm, Alexander's heart jumped inexplicably, although he had seen Sophia kill people before, but this time it was completely different.

When he saw that with a flash of black light, the woman's body suddenly straightened forward and then planted herself under the stage, Alexander also saw the gaze of the priest who was holding on to the edge of the hanging basket and dangling in the air and gradually moving away.

It was a pair of eyes that Alexander would never forget, and through the upper edge of the face covering, the bitter hatred and the cruelty and anger that wanted to tear everything were projected on Sophia's body at this moment, and the gaze was so tightly frozen, as if to completely imprint Sophia's appearance at this moment.

Alexander couldn't help but reach out and wrap his arms around Sophia, holding her tightly in his arms with a wide cloak, while his gaze fixed on the vanishing figure.

He knew that this was a dangerous enemy, whether it was the fierce skill he showed in the moment just now, or the vengeful eyes exposed by anger, Alexander knew that from this day forward, there would be a real mortal enemy who would be watching them secretly at any time.

There is no compromise, there is no reconciliation, there is only one outcome between them, the elimination of each other!

As Alexander ran swiftly through the crowd towards the town hall with Sophia in his arms, protected by a few guards, Nashan was chasing the executioner.

When the chaos had just begun, the executioner, taking advantage of the confusion of the French, who had not expected such a sudden change to take place and was completely taken by surprise, actually jumped off the stage after cutting down another guard and squeezed into the crowd running in a panic.

Immediately afterwards, a crowd of people crowded with each other to block the guards who were about to catch up.

Before the people who had blocked the guards had time to change direction a second time and continue to block their way, Nashan's figure had already rushed towards them.

The scimitar in his hand shook nimbly on the face of a person in front of him, and just when the man was frightened, Nashan's elbow holding the scimitar had already hit his chest, and when the man bent over and screamed in pain, Nashan had already rushed through the gap he had let go.

"Catch these guys!"

Standing on the steps, Charron shouted orders to the guards, snatched his sword from the squire beside him, and as his iron-studded boots stepped heavily on the ground, the entire group of French soldiers raised their weapons and pressed towards those who had suddenly appeared to stop them.

Nashan flickered in the crowd, letting the figures running in front of him, and when he saw the back of the executioner, who had taken off his hood and thrown away his axe, he was struggling to escape through the crowd, he blew a long whistle from his mouth, and at the same time raised his saber and shook it a few times, and then pointed in the direction of the man.

Immediately, several people surrounded the man from different directions.

In a few moments, the executioner was surrounded under a pillar.

"Ha, you can run away in front of Nashan," Nashan flicked his saber nimbly in his hand, and he shook his head at the frightened look on the executioner's face, "Okay, don't bother me......"

"Ah~"

Taking advantage of Nashan's distraction, the executioner suddenly pulled out a short sword from his bosom and stabbed Nashan with a roar.

The distance was so close that Nashan had no time to turn the tip of the knife, and the executioner's eyes showed the joy of swearing to die and succeed.

Burst!

The executioner's body snapped into the flesh with the sound of a sharp blade piercing through his flesh, and the short sword in his hand pointed emptily ahead, while a dagger deep into his heart was already stuck in his heart.

"Didn't anyone tell you that we all like to play with short knives?" Nashan slung his saber over his shoulder and said to the executioner who was staring blankly at him.

"Nashan, he's dead." A bohemian tilted his head from the side and said.

"That's too bad, my son-in-law probably wants to interrogate him." Nashan spoke, but when he turned to leave, he pushed it at any moment, and with a bang, the executioner's tall, burly but stiff body fell backwards, smashing up a filthy muddy water on the ground.

Alexander had already escorted Sophia into the town hall by this time, and when he saw de Sharon walking far away surrounded by a group of guards, a layer of coldness slowly appeared on his face.

Scharron's face was equally ugly, his scar, which was not very obvious, was now red and shiny, and when he saw Alexander's indifferent look, the French armor and shoulder armor on the outside obviously shrugged upward, and then slowly fell down.

Alexander looked at Sharron, who had stopped not far in front of him, he knew that at least he was in the driver's seat for now, and before Scharren could speak, he had already said: "My lord, it seems that your rule over this city needs to be strengthened, or in order to protect ourselves, we need to consider finding more armed guards." ”

The scar on Charlon's face flushed again, and when he returned to the town hall after quelling the commotion outside, he had already thought that this accident might be a good excuse for the Roman nobles to take advantage of the opportunity to expand their family arms, but he never imagined that it would be Alexander who first proposed this.

"I must admit that everything that happened cannot be explained, but for now I can only say that it was an accident."

Scharron's voice was thick and powerful, and with the black armor on his body, which was more oppressive than the others, the whole person stood like an ancient giant in Alexander's face.

At the same time, his eyes were burning on Alexander's face, and Scharron knew that he had to maintain this formidable appearance, or an accidental execution could have terrible consequences that he never wanted to see.

"General, I want to protect my family, this is not something anyone can stop," Alexander ignored Scharlon's words, and when he saw Nashan who was smiling towards them, he nodded slightly to Scharron and walked over to Nashan with Sophia in his arms, "What about the executioner, you caught him?" ”

"No, it's a little uncomfortable," Nashan waved his hand, "That guy is dead, I know you want to know something, but I can't help that guy is a little prickly." ”

"That's bad," Alexander whispered to Nathan, "do you know who that priest is, the man who attacked the Marino Palace that night?" ”

"It's that guy that night," Nashan's expression was slightly stunned, although he had already guessed it, but after Alexander's words, his original good mood also became slightly heavy, "That guy is not easy to deal with, we have to protect Sophia." ”

Alexander nodded, he knew that what he was saying to Sharron was not to take advantage of the opportunity, but to mean it.

The hatred and hatred in those departing eyes were always in his heart, which made him understand that that person would never give up, and he would not tolerate even the slightest threat and harm from Sophia!

Looking at Alexander's back, who was protecting Sophia's departure under the protection of the guards, Sharron's face became more and more gloomy.

Finally, at the moment when those people disappeared from his sight, with a dull and terrible roar erupting from his mouth, Sharon pulled out his sword and slashed wildly at a marble statue in front of him! Cut it off!

Until the fragments splashed everywhere, the sword body shattered, and with a crisp sound, the broken half of the sword body spun and flew far away, rubbing a string of sparks on the ground!

"Alexandre Juliant Cambrai," de Charlain paused slowly, throwing away the half-cut sword in his hand and looking through the empty gates of the town hall through his dumbfounded men, "I will remember you, yes, remember you!" ”

As soon as he left the town hall, Alexander sent an order to Ulliu, who was stationed outside the city, and after leaving enough guards to ensure the safety of the food team, Alexander ordered the Bohemians to enter the city of Rome.

"Why Bohemia?" In response to Carlo's doubts, who had already heard the news, Alexander explained: "Because the Agrics are also Neapolitans after all, the French will not allow them to enter the city, and the Agri musketeers are better suited to protect the grain teams that have been stationed, and the Bohemians are at least nominally the Bohemian queen's guard, and the French cannot stop them." ”

Carlo didn't seem to understand Alexander's words, but he had decided to strengthen the guard of Marino Palace as much as he had before the Bohemians entered the city.

But without waiting for him to make arrangements, when the team returned to Marino Palace, looking at the besieged palace and the coat of arms of the Borgia family on the clothes of those guards, Carlo suddenly had the illusion that nothing was wrong with him.

To Alexander's surprise, he thought it was Caesar who had sent someone to protect Marino Palace, but when he saw Giovanni sitting leisurely on a stone chair in the hall, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Our hero is back," Alexander Giovanni stood up to meet him, and at the same time he gave Alexander a very hard hug with open arms, "Let us welcome you in triumph." ”

"Lord Duke, you've flattered me," Alexander could only let Giovanni hug him before bowing and taking two steps back to distance himself between them, "I don't think I've done anything to be considered a hero." ”

"No, you are indeed a hero, especially to all the nobles of Rome, you made that de Charon ugly in front of all of us, and you could even say that you humiliated him severely, but for this you are already a great man in the city of Rome." Giovanni laughed, he slapped Alexander on the shoulder, and then took his shoulders and walked slowly around the palace, "You probably can't imagine how excited those people are when they hear about what happened at the gate of the town hall, and you can't imagine that right now, there are already people who, as you say, are gathering mercenaries everywhere to protect themselves, and soon the nobles of Rome will be able to rearm, and the French can only watch, and you brought it all in." ”

"Your Highness, I'm just here to protect myself," Alexander didn't intend to admit the role of a hero that Giovanni had assigned him, of course he knew how dangerous it would be to be too presumptuous at this time, but he wasn't prepared to give up this opportunity to let the Roman nobles accept his favor easily, "But I don't think the French would allow the Romans to rearm so easily, it would be too dangerous for them, and someone might take the opportunity to cause trouble in the city of Rome, So I think it's time for someone to step up and stop those things that are too blind, well, there's a temporary security meeting to get everything in order. ”

Giovanni's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile that had been hearty slowly converged, and his gaze stayed on Alexander's face for a while, before he slowly nodded and said: "What you say is very reasonable, this is indeed the top priority now, I think you should be invited to this meeting, although you are not a Roman, but all this can be achieved by your inspiration and promotion." ”

"Thank you very much for your trust," Alexander did not refuse, his gaze was determined, even though Giovanni looked at him with something in his eyes, but he still did not look away, until he saw Giovanni smile again, he continued, "In fact, I have a group of Bohemian guards outside the city of Rome, and I have ordered them to enter the city, believing that these Bohemians can help us all become safer as soon as possible." ”

Giovanni's expression became ugly, and his tone was slightly cold: "I really didn't expect you to think everything so thoughtfully, but I don't know if the French will allow your Bohemians to enter Rome." ”

"This is indeed a problem," said Alexander, with a slightly embarrassed look, and as Giovanni was about to speak, he continued, "but I am on my way to visit Constantin della Roverre, and I think it is entirely up to him to mediate for me before the French." ”

His face finally showed surprise, he looked at Alexander in surprise, and after a moment of silence that seemed to be thinking, he said slowly: "This is indeed so unexpected, I can't help but guess, it all seems to be a bit too coincidental." ”

Alexander had a smile on his face, he was not surprised that Giovanni thought so, and even looking back, even he felt that everything that had happened before and after was simply a godsend.

Giovanni was in a different mood when he left, and although he always had a smile on his face until he got into the carriage, the expression that had become stiff could be seen even by the servant who did not know what was happening, so that when the carriage had just moved up, the attendant who followed the carriage could not help but tug at the reins of his mount a little further away from the carriage.

Standing on the steps of the Marino Palace and watching this scene, Alexander couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

It's not so accidental to think that Giovanni lost his life early.

A dull bell rang, Alexander couldn't help but look back, and saw a large bell on a bell tower not far away swaying with the roar, Alexander waved his hand to Carlo, and asked him to bring the horse for himself.

As agreed, the time had come to meet with Barentia della Roverre.