Alexander had no better impression of Gundoza of Wallash than his older brother Gomez.

But this man was still the emissary of the Kingdom of Aragon to Naples, which is enough to prove how important his identity is.

Of course, Gendoza and Mordilo were not all the same, as can only be known from the fact that the Aragonese did not attend the Count's banquet in the evening, and that these people who did not attend included such people as Frederick the king's uncle and Josurnan, the king's teacher.

As for Prince Alfred, Frederick's son, Alexander at least did not see him appear in public at the banquet.

However, when he heard of Gondoza's death, Alexander was slightly surprised.

When I suddenly hear the news of someone's death, I will always be a little surprised and surprised, which has nothing to do with likes and dislikes, but just a sigh of the loss of life.

Then he wondered who had killed the arrogant and rude Aragonese.

And he was ready to be asked routine questions such as "where are you at night", "who are you with", or "who can prove it".

However, instead of asking these classic questions, the Inspector said, "There are some adults who think that you should be told the news of the death of Lord Gondosa, and they think that you may want to join us in the arrest of the murderer, so please come with us." ”

Alexander looked at the city inspector in surprise, he didn't understand what he meant for a while, and it wasn't until he whispered again, and said that he wanted to escort him to the palace as soon as possible, that Alexander suddenly realized something that he had overlooked.

With the unexpected death of Gondoza, he has become the highest official in Naples in both Aragon and Sicily!

From the day the French were driven out of Naples, the Neapolitan royal family had lost its rule over the country, and even after the French were driven out, the status of the Neapolitan royal family was not truly restored.

The coalition became the real rulers of Naples, and the generals of Aragon brutally and directly deprived the Neapolitans of command, and in the eyes of the Aragonese, these poor Neapolitan relatives only had to do what they said, and even the king had to obey their commands.

So, as the commander of the Aragon army in Naples temporarily left to pursue the French, the remaining Gondoza became the spokesman of the Aragon king.

But now Gondoza is suddenly dead!

Alexander was an emissary of Sicily, whether he was sent by a court minister or a noble council, and as an emissary of the state ruled by King Ferdinand of Aragon, at least nominally he was the first spokesman of the king after Gondoza.

So when the Inspector received his permission and immediately walked through the streets with his guards in the direction of the palace, Alexander realized that he was now an important figure, at least in the eyes of the Neapolitans.

Especially after the inexplicable killing of Gondoza, it was difficult for the Neapolitans to accept that something had gone wrong with his "successor".

Josurnan walked around with a solemn expression, and when he heard the announcement that Alexander had entered the palace, he was visibly relieved.

The sudden death of Gondoza made the Neapolitans confused for a moment, and the thought that the news might have spread in the city by now made Josurnan feel that the night had been long and painful for him.

Alexander also felt a noticeable change on the way here, in addition to the many more guards in the streets, some private diners who were obviously from the families of the great nobles also began to appear in the streets.

These people had their own family crests on their clothes, and some of them gathered together in groups, while others confronted each other from a distance, secretly fighting each other, and for a moment the whole city seemed to be shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

Alexander's party also received attention, and when they saw the city patrol, they were slightly restrained, but when they heard that Alexander was a Sicilian envoy, they began to be followed.

As he approached the palace, Alexander noticed that more and more people were following him, and although it was not clear for a moment who they were from, he guessed that at least half of the Neapolitan nobles were among the people in the group behind him.

The solemn look on Josurnan's face confirmed Alexander's suspicions, and when he entered the room and saw that the king's teacher could not hide his exhaustion, Alexander felt that this man seemed so out of place with everything around him, or that he was not fit to stay in this palace at all.

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

Alexander nodded slightly sympatheticly, he was secretly aware of what he had seen on the way here, and he was sensitive to any impending turmoil after the riots in Palermo.

"The king will summon you at once," and without waiting for Alexander to stop, Jossurnan motioned for him to follow him through another small door in the room, which was connected to a long corridor full of candles, and led Alexander directly into a small but richly decorated room.

"The King's bedroom is opposite," Jo Surnan explained in a whisper, "and we'll wait a little bit, Your Majesty will be coming out soon." ”

If you wait a little longer, it will be long and indefinite.

It wasn't until Josurnan was about to go in the doorway for the third time that Ferdinand of Naples walked out of the room slowly.

Even though it was late at night, the king apparently had gone out of his room after some careful dressing, and when he saw Alexander, he looked dissatisfied.

"Why is he dressed like this today?" The king, who was dressed in almost the same style as Alexander's coat before, looked at Alexander with a stunned face, "Isn't this the favorite style of the Neapolitans, where was the previous dress, is he deliberately playing tricks on me?" ”

Josurnan's face was gloomy, and although he thought that Ferdinand's current appearance was really terrible, he could only try to find a way to get the king's attention.

"Your Majesty, Armoza Armoza, the plenipotentiary of Aragon, has just been assassinated, and now there are riots in some parts of the city, Your Majesty must give the order to stop the situation from spreading."

"Gondoza was killed, that impolite drunkard was killed?" Ferdinand asked with some surprise, his words made Josurnan look embarrassed, but there was no way to stop the king from babbling, "Speaking of which, I have never liked this man, why did my cousin send this man, is it because they have the same taste in clothes?" ”

Hearing the king's unscrupulous comments on the king of Aragon, Josurnan looked shocked, and he finally interrupted the king unbearably: "Your Majesty, the situation in the city is very bad now, if you do not want to do this duty, then please give the order to let someone who can do things solve this problem." ”

Perhaps squeezed by Jossurnan's last hint of anger, Ferdinand seemed to have finally come to his senses, and he frowned and stared at Alexander for a moment before asking, "So what do you want me to do?" ”

"Your Majesty, please give the order for the arrest of the murderer, knowing that there are already rumors that Gondosa's death is related to certain people, which has caused a commotion," Josurnan quickly said after breathing a sigh of relief, "Only by catching the murderer as soon as possible can the rumors be quelled." ”

"Who are some of the people you're talking about?" Ferdinand suddenly asked, "Is it Modillo?" ”

The king's words made Jossurnan's face froze for a moment, he never expected Ferdinand to say Modigro's name directly in front of Alexander.

"Why did Modillo kill that Gundoza ?" Ferdinand, however, did not give up, and asked in a tone of certainty, not caring at all that his teacher kept glaring at him, "I suppose he doesn't like the Aragonese, but we all don't like them, and the Aragonese are rude, aren't they?" ”

"God ......"

Alexander seemed to hear an almost inaudible sigh from Josurnan's mouth, and the wrinkles on the king's teacher's face, which were already obvious, seemed to be deeper at this time.

"Your Majesty, we should probably catch the murderer before we determine who killed Master Gondosa," Alexander thought that if he didn't speak, maybe the whole night would be wasted with this madman, and thinking about what he had seen on the street before, he thought it would be better to remind Ferdinand to put the incident down as soon as possible.

He didn't want to be in Naples for a short time and watch it become another Palermo.

"Yes, go and catch the murderer immediately!"

Ferdinand seemed to realize what to do at this point, and he shouted orders to the servants next to him to summon all who could be found into his living room, and began to issue a series of orders.

Alexander was surprised to find that as soon as he came to his senses, the young king burst out with a completely different power, his thoughts were active and thoughtful, and he could even point out some things that had been ignored by his men in time.

This even made Alexander think that his previous appearance of ignorance was a complete disguise.

It's just that when he saw that Joe Surnan was not surprised, but he looked inexplicably sad, Alexander felt that maybe he was really thinking too much.

"Seal off all the docks, of course the docks in Naples are large, but prohibit all ships from going to sea," Ferdinand commanded loudly, waving his arm, "and all roads leading to the outside of the city must be garrisoned, and in the name of the king all men must be inspected." ”

"Your Majesty, do you want to ban all ships from going to sea?" One of the ministers asked with a little hesitation, "This is too much loss for us, and you know that the Neapolitans eat a lot of fish every day, and if the ships are forbidden to go to sea, it will cause even more commotion." ”

"If you don't want to go without food, then everyone go and arrest the murderer," Ferdinand said disapprerovingly, suddenly raising his hand and pointing at the few city inspectors standing behind, who were the first to notice that Gondoza had been killed, "Come here and tell me what you found." ”

"Your Majesty, the murderer left his sword."

A city patrol officer took up a bloodstained sword, and before his retinue could pick it up, Ferdinand had already picked up the murder weapon first.

It was a saber that didn't look like anything special, the blood stains on the blade were glaring in the candlelight, and a few half-congealed drops of blood splashed on the ground as Ferdinand danced a few sword flowers.

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

He walked over to Ferdinand and gestured slightly, and when he took the sword and looked closely, he couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.

"Do you know this sword?" Ferdinand asked, his words causing everyone around to look at Alexander's face.

"Your Majesty, I think I've seen this sword, but its owner isn't necessarily the murderer."

"It doesn't matter, find the owner of the sword and let him explain it himself." Ferdinand immediately interrupted Alexander, "Tell me who that man is, let's get this problem done quickly." ”

"Not long ago I met the owner of the sword in Count Modillo's Tuylan Palace, and came close to a duel with him," Alexander smiled slightly, "a Florentine, Ovant Bruni. ”

"Florentine? The man from Savonarola? Ferdinand looked at Alexander in astonishment, and then he suddenly shouted to Jossurnan, "Why didn't anyone tell me that the lackeys of Savonarola had arrived in Naples, and that the French had come back?" ”

Seeing the king's sudden frenzy, Josurnan couldn't help but sigh, and he walked over and whispered to reassure Ferdinand, who had become agitated by the excitement, and at the same time kept glancing at Alexander and telling him to leave as soon as possible.

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

Looking at Alexander, Joe Surnan sighed lightly: "Your Majesty is very shrewd most of the time, even wise, but sometimes he is easily excited, and only God can calm him down at this time. ”

Alexander nodded silently, he knew that Ferdinand's illness should have been serious by this time, and considering that the young king only had more than two months to live, he felt that he needed to hurry.

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

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

"We'll catch that Florentine as soon as we can," Jossurnan whispered, "and we know that Savonarola is in collusion with the French, and we know how much Master Gondoza hates the French, and I think that for that reason alone, it will be enough for the Florentine man named Ovant Bruni to kill Gondoza." ”

Alexander nodded, although he knew that things should not be killed just because Gondoza hated the French, and he really couldn't figure out how the Florentine man could still be in the mood to trouble Gondoza after leaving Modillo's banquet, but because of these reasons, it was enough for the Neapolitans to perfunctory the killing of Gondoza.

As for the truth, unless it is quickly proven that this matter involves larger events, not too many people will care at this time.

Although the king did not appear, Josurnan did everything he could, especially after he announced in public that the Sicilian envoy had recognized that the sword used by the murderer belonged to a Florentine, and the people gathered in the square of the palace to wait for the news immediately gathered and whispered.

Alexander noticed the different coats of arms on the clothes of these men, both from the Modillo family and Frederick, who also wore the royal coat of arms, and he also noticed that, unlike the other ministers who had heard of it, the largest nobles in Naples, whether Frederick or Modillo, never showed up.

It seemed that the king's life was not easy, and although he had already realized it, Alexander shook his head at the scene.

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

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

It was only with the killing of Gondoza that Alexander found that his identity had become invisibly important, as can be seen from the fact that Jossurnan ordered him to arrange two guards.

However, Alexander did not think that there would be anyone who would be against him, after all, for many people, Gendoza was the emissary of the Kingdom of Aragon, and killing him would cause many people.

And Alexander is just from Sicily.

However, he did not refuse Jossurnan's kindness, after all, after experiencing the bloody night in Palermo and the incident at sea, he already knew the turmoil of this era.

When Alexander returned to the tavern, it was getting late, and the two guards who were guarding him watched him go upstairs and sat down at the table and drank his wine.

With the exception of the nobility, the death of the Aragonese did not attract the attention of the common people, and by this time most of them had already fallen asleep.

Alexander, who walked to the door, was surprised to see Massimo waiting for him in the corridor, and looking at the monk's speechless appearance, Alexander had a premonition that he was going to be in trouble again.

"My lord, I think you should come and see this."

Although he was mentally prepared to hear Mashimo use the rare honorific, when the door opened, Alexander was stunned to see Ovant Bruni leaning on the bed covered in blood.