Many years ago, on the shores of the Tyrrhenian Sea at the northern tip of the Mediterranean, there was a promontory that was deep into the sea, and although it has long since been submerged under the sea after years of erosion, this sea area has formed many beautiful islands and harbors, and has become an important north-south trade hub in the Mediterranean.

One of the largest and most beautiful of these islands is Sicily.

The Kingdom of Sicily consisted of Sicily and the surrounding islands, as well as a city on the main road.

Because it is important, it is rich, and because it is rich, it is watched. For many years, Sicily has been like a child walking in the city with gold in his arms, watched and remembered by countless people.

After several changes of hands, the kingdom was finally divided into two different states more than two centuries ago, and despite the change of dynasties and personnel changes, the two divided states were briefly reunited into one, but eventually separated again.

Two Sicilians, one south and one north.

Two Sicilians, one on land and one on the sea.

The two Sicilies are divided in half by a lighthouse built deep into the shores of the Tyrrhenian reef.

Earlier, the pain of being forced to separate the original family had caused many Sicilians to rebel in anger, and they wanted to be reunited, but it was obviously not in the interests of the kings, so such efforts failed again and again, until the people of the two countries gradually became alienated, although they still claimed to be Sicilians, but they had become accustomed to using a lighthouse to distinguish the north from the south, or to call the former brothers in other ways.

Gradually, people even regarded the idea of unity with Sicily as a joke, and thought that those who always thought this way were ridiculous dreamers, even madmen.

Alexander didn't know if Count of Naples Duka Modillo was a madman, but he knew he was one of the most scheming men of his time.

Although he had never seen it, just thinking about what he had been through so far, Alexander was surprised to find that he had been going around in the circle of a huge plan that Mordillo had planned since he got involved with the hapless fat man.

And this plan had been brewing even more than ten years before he came to this world.

Such a person is enough to make people look at him with a cautious attitude, even if this person is as he wrote in his own letter, "just in the escape experience, tormented by the two devils of disease and poverty", but such a person, it still makes people feel uneasy to think about it.

"You want to go to Naples?" Osborne looked at Alexander with his mouth open, because of the accident, he forgot to stretch the tape measure around his neck in the habit, "Or is it an invitation from the Count of Mordiglo?" ”

"Not to invite me, but I happen to be the so-called Lighthouse Keeper," Alexander corrected the tailor, "I'm sure my 'uncle' doesn't know I'm me." ”

"Oh," Osborne nodded, then asked with a frown, "but are you leaving now, this time?" ”

Looking at Osborne's vague concern, Alexander could more or less understand his thoughts.

Gomez's death deprived Osborne of his backer, although the relationship with the palace minister was eased because of their needs, but the tailor knew very well that this was temporary, with the palace minister's personality, she was unlikely to be interested in a tailor, if it wasn't for Alfonso's ambition that made many people feel dangerous, maybe the tailor had been beheaded at this time.

Alexander's departure at this time was the worst thing for the tailor, especially seeing that Bochum, who was the captain of the city defense, seemed to be getting closer and closer to the palace minister, which made Osborne feel a greater threat, if Alexander left at this time, then the tailor would almost be alone

What's more, Osborne took a huge risk not to reveal Alexander's other identity to Gomez, which was originally a curiosity, but now that Alexander is leaving Sicily, and he is going to see Count Mordiglo, Osborne naturally feels as if he has been completely abandoned.

This is like a broker who specializes in matchmaking in the business field, and finally got a big business, and when he saw that he could make a lot of money by threading the needle in the middle, he suddenly found that the upper and lower families had hooked up, and left him aside to negotiate the price, at this time the broker must be both lost and angry.

Osborne is such a broker, except that what he wants to do is a big business with a big future, but the bigger the business, once he is abandoned, the greater the disappointment and anger.

Looking at the tailor's gloomy face, Alexander decided to reveal his thoughts.

In addition to being afraid of what Osborne would do to hinder or destroy, more importantly, he felt that he still needed this tailor.

"Why did you want me to leave Sicily?" Alexander looked at Osborne: "Don't you think that all this was decided a long time ago?" ”

"Oh?" Osborne didn't seem to have recovered from his loss, and then he nodded, "Yes, the letter from the north should have arrived a long time ago, and now it's not peaceful everywhere, if this letter was written too late, it may not have been delivered yet, and this is addressed to the palace minister, it is obvious that the Neapolitans did not know that the palace minister had been killed." Maybe it was after receiving this letter that the council thought about using this to send you away. ”

"So my identity as a lighthouse keeper was decided after I received this letter," Alexander looked at Gomez, then scratched his dark red hair vigorously, "It seems that some people don't like me, they want me to get out of here." ”

"It's for all of us to get out of here soon," Osborne narrowed his eyes slightly, and he habitually began to pull the tape measure around his neck again, "If one dress is too beautiful, it will make other clothes lose color, and the same is true of people, we are all too beautiful." ”

Alexander nodded in agreement, knowing what Osborne meant.

The tailor grabbed a piece of cloth from the workbench and shook it vigorously, then threw it down angrily: "We have done so many things for them, but this is the result. If it weren't for us, those aristocratic lords would still be worried about how to make a fuss about the palace minister. ”

"Now they're scolding you," Alexander smiled, "and you haven't lost anything." ”

"That's different!" Osborne retorted angrily, and then said stupidly, "That's different, those nobles have always looked down on me, I know that they are cursing me behind my back while currying favor with me, and if possible, they want me to accompany the palace minister at any time." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Alexander, "So when are you leaving?" ”

"As soon as possible," Alexander smiled, "I must set out as soon as possible, for the honor of Sicily, and I hope that I will fulfill the mission entrusted to me by this Council, these are the exact words of the Archon." ”

"Is that impatient, huh!" The tailor snorted mockingly, which was rare for him, and in Alexander's memory, Osborne had never shown his dissatisfaction with anyone in front of people, let alone anything disrespectful to the nobles, "What about you, really do what the old man said, and leave Sicily like this?" ”

Alexander shook his head slightly, in fact, he himself couldn't make up his mind for a while.

From leaving San Sebaon until now, all you have done is to gain a reputation as a lighthouse keeper?

Or is it some worthless thanks?

Alexander knew it wasn't what he wanted.

But what happens if you don't obey the orders of the Sicilian Assembly?

Alexander thought for a moment, and then he realized that this was impossible and would not be allowed.

If the Council could acquiesce to something dishonorable to Bochum, they would not be able to care about themselves, the so-called lighthouse keepers.

Alexander even felt that Camus might not have been aware of their capture of Crean, but that it was Alfonso who was actually targeted.

If you think about it carefully, none of these people are fuel-efficient lamps, and all of them are really cunning and cunning.

If the Sicilians could not tolerate Alfonso, an Aragonese, they would have the opportunity to stand up and claim their rights against them, the so-called lighthouse keeper from a foreign land?

During this time, Alexander deeply felt the conservatism and strong sense of the Sicilian people, and it can be said that anywhere in Sicily, people will always look at any foreigner with curiosity, and then they will proudly tell each other "This is Sicily".

Such a sentence may not sound special, but as long as you look closely, you will find that there is a strong xenophobia and recognition of your own country.

This sentiment has lasted for too long, and will continue to do so, so that in Alexander's memory, the famous Sicilian mafia of later generations was gradually formed by this kind of family group.

How could such a place be allowed to allow a stranger to compete with them for power without much change.

And what about Naples?

It was a city that had just been recaptured from the French, and there was a large group of nobles who had just finished their flights, some of them even destitute, and there was a place where the rules had been almost completely broken because of the previous war.

This kind of place is really suitable for people like himself, Alexander pondered.

And the most important of them is that there is not only an unusually large ambition, but also a Count of Naples Modillo, who has had a delicate relationship with him from the beginning.

What to do? Alexander already had a plan in mind.

"I have to leave Sicily." When Alexander finally spoke, he saw the disappointment on Osborne's face, but he had no intention of comforting the tailor.

No matter what you do, there will always be setbacks or failures, and there are people who retreat in the face of adversity, and for such people, Alexander will not reach out to them, because it is his choice to retreat.

Even if such a person achieves something in other areas in the future, when he faces suffering again, he will often choose to retreat, and so on until he is gone.

Whether Osborne is such a person or not, I can't see now, but Alexander feels that this is a good opportunity, if he can still stand with him, then Alexander will continue to carry him on.

Otherwise, the tailor's path would end in Sicily.

"Are you going to Count Molodi?" Osborne asked dejectedly, feeling that he had made a loss-making deal, "Perhaps I should go to Alfonso, and if the new bishop is willing to forgive me, I can continue to work as a tailor for him." ”

Alexander looked at Osborne wordlessly, his appearance making the tailor's face flush at first, and then he couldn't help but tear off the tape measure that hung around his neck.

"Well, you tell me what to do, I admit it, Camus I admit it, Alfonso I admit it, just don't let me be like a clown to try to please them as much as I can," Osborne reluctantly continued, "You know it's useless." ”

Alexander laughed, and he saw that Osborne had deliberately done so only to make him feel his hard work, but though the tailor had played a little trick, it was clear that he had made a heavy bet.

The bet is on Alexander.

"Go ahead and look for Crion," Alexander instructed, so far only Osborne had really been involved in the affairs of his side, whether it was Bochum or the palace minister's wife, they were more just cooperating with him, but Alexander did not underestimate Osborne, because he knew very well what kind of person the tailor in front of him, who now seemed depressed, would be in the future. ”

"It's okay if you can't find it," Osborne muttered, smirking slyly, "as long as we keep looking, the priest will have a headache for this man." ”

Alexander nodded, he knew what Osborne meant.

For Alfonso, Cleon is undoubtedly his weakness, and as long as he clings to this, Alfonso will always feel like he is being stared at and will not dare to act rashly.

There was a soft knock at the door, and Sophia appeared at the door, dressed in travel clothes and carrying a large bag, as if she was going to go far away.

"We're leaving Sicily, Sophia," Alexander reached out and stroked the top of Sophia's head, "but we'll be back soon, and I promise you that by then, there will be a crown to match you, and people will praise you for your fame and beauty, for you are my Sophia." ”