A carriage loaded with hay drove down the mountain road to the city, which was a small hill town in Toledo, and the highest point in the city was the Gant, now the seat of the noble council.

The original old Castilian palace was built on a hill with half a cliff, from which you can see the tributaries of the Tagus River, which divides the city of Toledo into north and south halves, with the old town of Toledo, which was mainly built on the royal palace.

Most of the nobles of Toledo lived near the Gant Palace, which led to the construction of many luxurious residences around the palace, but these houses were not built in a very regular manner, so the old town appeared to be rough and full of alleys.

The carriage staggered to the top of the hill, drawn by an old horse, walking slowly and with great difficulty, even if it was only full of hay, but it still looked as if it was carrying a heavy load.

The guards guarding the gate waved their spears at the carriage from a distance, and the carriage stopped, and the two people sitting in the carriage had a flattering smile on their faces, and one of the chubby fellows took the initiative to greet the guards in a strange-sounding tone: "God bless you kind people." ”

"God willing," one of the guards replied reverently, and then smashed the car-gang with his fist, "What's in it?" ”

"You have seen it, it's hay, I heard that there is an old man who wants to renovate his house, and I will bring him this grass for roasting the house." The fat man explained, seeing that the guard was smashing the car gang with his fist again, his eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly, but then he still said seemingly casually, "I heard that the old man's house is not small, it seems to be just south of the Gantt Palace, but I have to go into the city to inquire again." ”

Wei Bin's hand, which originally wanted to smash two more punches, paused, he looked at the fat man and muttered a few words unhappily, and then took a few kopecks' gate tax from the fat man's hand, waved his hand and let them pass.

It wasn't until long after the carriage had entered the city gate that James, who was sitting in front, motioned for Rosacea to drive the cart to a secluded corner, and the two men immediately scrambled to tear open the haystack that covered it, revealing a hollow wooden box underneath.

"I hope nothing happens to her," Rosacea clenched his fist and tapped lightly on the box twice, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a slight but rapid sound coming from inside, "It's okay, I said, what are we doing so carefully, wouldn't it be nice to let her sit in the car and go into town with us?" ”

"Don't be stupid, I don't know who she is, but don't you think it's a problem to look at her, this is Toledo, who knows what the soldiers will do when they see her?"

"So I wonder why we have gone to all the trouble of bringing a Moorish woman here, even though she looks like a beauty, but those old men are ridiculous." Rosacea grumbled as he helped put the hay back up, "Or are those old men just a mouthful?" ”

James was silently busy, he had already thought about finding an opportunity to send the rosacea away after this trip, it was obvious that this man was not suitable to continue to work with him, especially as he might do more and more unknown things for the Duke in the future, such a guy who likes to nag endlessly and is too curious is not very reliable.

The carriage went on, but James had been lying at the gate before, he did not know where Alexander was living now.

Olibert Grizaro hurried along the diagonal street, he had an important appointment today, and if he didn't make it to the appointment, he might have some trouble.

Judas had cultivated a strong foundation in Toledo over the years, and in this respect Judas in Iberia were far luckier than their counterparts in much of Europe.

This is because there is still a fairly simple and innocent faith, which is used by the Church, but also provides the ground for Judah to develop.

Moreover, the Judas here can also be said to have maintained the faith of the early years more fundamentalist, and compared with other small groups that have gradually turned this organization into a group of people who have gradually turned it into a group of people for profit, the Judas in Iberia can still see the things that they swore to believe and protect in the first place.

Grisaro is going to meet today with a very important person, a man from the north of Europe, from the Elector of the Saxes of Germany, to be exact.

This man brought news of great interest to the Judas in Iberia, but since the man was only passing through Toledo and was soon on his way to Portugal, Grizaro had to meet him as soon as possible.

The diagonal street is a bit steep because it is built along the mountain, and when the terrain finally slows down a little after turning an alley, a horse-drawn carriage suddenly comes into front of you.

Grizaro, who suddenly appeared in the street, let out a neighing sound and then raised his front hooves sharply, but the horse was too old to perform such a difficult maneuver, so after a little shaking, before the front hooves could hit the ground, the old horse staggered and fell to the side.

The carriage shook like a corner on the side of the road in an instant, and the wheels of the carriage were pinned in the cracks of the roadside stone path, and as the people on the carriage screamed again and again, a cart of hay was scattered all over the street.

Grizaro was obviously frightened by the surprise, and he watched as the hay rose in front of his eyes and flew everywhere, as if he had seen something tumble down in the haystack, accompanied by a seemingly suppressed scream.

Grizaro looked around in a panic, he was afraid that the accident would attract people's attention, so although there seemed to be something strange on the carriage, he didn't even bother to see clearly, and immediately lifted the huge collar and ran through the gap between the side of the carriage and the wall, and ran away for his life.

James let out a series of curses, he didn't know where such a daredevil, and now the carriage was down, and Sister Alft, who was hiding under the haystack, was thrown into the street, which he had never expected.

"Don't be stupid," James whispered to the rosacea whose face was already scratched and bleeding, "we need to get that woman out of the way, we'll be doomed if we find out." ”

"What about the carriage?"

"Who cares about the carriage now?!" James was so angry that he wanted to kick rosacea, he thought he had never found out how stupid this guy was.

"I mean, one guy saw it." Rosacea pointed to the back of the man who was running away, "He seems to have seen something in the car, and he also heard the woman's scream, and I fear that he may have gone to call someone." ”

"That's terrible," James cursed in a low voice, he really thought that the nun might be a witch at this point, otherwise how would she know that she was in immediate trouble, "Get out of here, even if that guy doesn't tell us, it will be a problem for him to come back and recognize us." ”

"Boss, I see his face." Rosacea licked his lips and a cruel smile appeared on his face, "This place is not big, it is not difficult to find him." ”

"Let's get out of here first."

James beckoned to the rosacea, and the two men hurried down the alley with the wooden crates that made the noise from time to time, when the people who heard the noise in the street looked out of their windows into the street.

Only all they could see was an overturned carriage on the street, and a mess of hay all over the ground.

The two men carrying the box were very conspicuous, and James knew that it was not a good way to go on like this, but it would not be easy to find Alexander.

He was not at ease about leaving Sister Moore alone in the care of Rosacea, although he did not know who this woman was, but it was clear from Alexander's unusual attention to her that this woman must be important.

It is not reliable to ask Rosacea to inquire about the news, after all, the pirates who followed him so far did not know about his relationship with the Duke of Thesia.

In desperation, James had to decide to find a place to settle down first, and then find a way, just as he was thinking about finding a house that no one lived in to settle down first, the rosacea who was carrying the box in front of him suddenly turned around and called him in a low voice.

"Boss, it's that person, the same person who hit our carriage just now."

James immediately looked over the rosacea's shoulder, and he saw a middle-aged man hurrying out of an alley opposite, which made him a little strange, because even if he was not familiar with Toledo's path, that person should not have appeared from the opposite direction.

Unless he deliberately made a big circle and came back.

What does this person want to do?

If he went to report because he found something, but he is only one person now, if he is curious, his current look is more like he is afraid of being noticed by others.

Maybe this guy has a little secret of his own that he doesn't want anyone else to know, the thought flashed through James's mind.

After looking around for a while, as if to make sure that no one was watching, he walked up to a house and knocked softly on the door, and as soon as the door opened a gap, the man immediately dodged in, and then the door slammed shut.

"Looks kind of interesting." James told Rosacea that he didn't want to get into any more trouble at this point, but it seemed that the man had pointed him to a place to stay.

"But how do we get in," Rosacea already knew what James was going to do, "this woman is a nuisance. ”

"This woman can make you rich, okay, hide her."

James said and motioned for rosacea to put the wooden box on a corner of the alley, he didn't know how many people were in the house, but he guessed that there would not be many, because just now he noticed that when the person knocked on the door, only one person's figure flashed in the window next to the door, and your cautious look was obviously doing something unseemly, thinking that if there were a lot of people in the other party's house, there should be several people near the door at this time.

James was well aware that since he couldn't rest assured of rosacea, he would find a place where the nun could be housed, and the two of them would go out into the streets together to inquire about Alexander's whereabouts.

The man had just seen them, which had already made him dangerous, and now that he had discovered his whereabouts, James thought it was God signaling what to do.

"Let's go over and see, if there's not a lot of people in there, then ......" James made a throat gesture, and when he saw rosacea nodding in tacit agreement, he began to think that maybe this guy was still useful.

The two men went around to the alley behind the house, crept under the window, and listened for a while and looked inside cautiously.

The man who had fled in the street was standing in the middle of the house, and he seemed to be saying something, whether it was the dancing that made him look quite excited, and then after a while he stopped and bowed very respectfully to the corner of the house.

Because the windows were closed, James couldn't hear what the people inside were saying, but he was sure there weren't many people inside, maybe two or three people at most.

This made them more than enough to deal with, and the cruel life at sea not only honed the will of these pirates, but also trained them to kill more effectively, and they were often able to plunder those ships with a much smaller number than the other party, with a ruthless and cruel style, and now it was not a problem to deal with a few people in this house.

James gestured to rosacea, and the two of them tacitly checked the weapons on their bodies, they didn't carry long swords in order to enter the city, but short knives and muskets were brought on them, and the fat robes were wrapped around their bodies often didn't show anything, maybe these guys didn't play a role on the battlefield now, but now they were just right.

Prepare, gesticulate, and suddenly push open the window and roll in!

The two robbers had already seen the situation in the house when their feet hit the ground.

Three people, in addition to the person who was on the street just now, there were two people, an old man and a young man.

The people in the room were completely stunned by this sudden turn of events, they did not expect that someone would suddenly break in through the window, and even Grizaro could not recognize the sudden intrusion of the two men he had met in the street.

If it weren't for their clothes, he wouldn't know who killed him until he died, and it wasn't until he stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed the hay from the corner of the other's robe that he suddenly remembered who these two men were.

But he couldn't make a sound, and James slit his throat with a short knife so brutally that he didn't have time to make a sound until he died.

Rosacea targeted the old man and the young man, and he rushed into the house before the other man could react, because he noticed a sword hanging on the wall behind him.

But he was obviously too worried, and it wasn't until he rushed in front of the other party that the elderly man let out a scream of horror, and he didn't even have time to look back at the weapon on the wall behind him before he was thrown to the ground, and the short sword in his hand was raised high and fell fiercely, accompanied by the splattering blood of the man and the man let out a miserable scream.

At this moment, the young man who was standing by and watching this scene in amazement also let out an exclamation, he first looked back at the sword on the wall, and then suddenly turned and ran towards the door.

Just before he could run out of the door, the short sword in James's hand was already flying towards his back!

With a "poof", the dagger stabbed the young man in the back, and he swooped forward and slammed his head against the door, and then he staggered to push the door open and escape into the corridor outside, only by this time Rosacea had already thrown down the old man he had killed and rushed over.

Without mercy, he grabbed the shoulders of the young man who was already halfway up to the hallway, and pulled him backwards so hard that Rosacea fell to the ground with the young man.

There was another scream of pain, and the pain of the short knife in his back that had been stabbed on the ground again made the young man roll on the ground in pain, and he let out one cry of pain after another, and he cried out in a language that James did not understand, but from a few words he could tell that the young man seemed to be crying out to God for help.

Rosacea's hand paused slightly, he looked up at James, saw the gloomy look on the face of the "captain", and muttered "forgive me" to the young man who was being pressed to the ground and struggled, and then stabbed the young man in the heart.

The still slightly childish face froze for a moment, and the young man's body first bowed upwards like a shrimp, and then slowly relaxed like a deflated ball, his eyes wide open in the sky, and the fear and disbelief in it seemed that he would not believe that his life was over until death.

Rosacea didn't seem to want to see those eyes, and he reached out to cover the young man's eyes, then lowered his eyelids slightly.

"Let's see if there's anyone else," James said as he hurried out of the room, he searched carefully in the hallway, and soon he was relieved to find that there were only three people in the house, "We need to find the person we are looking for quickly." ”

"Boss, this guy doesn't seem to be simple."

Rosacea, who was rummaging through several corpses, showed James what had been rummaged out of Grizaro's pocket, it was a finely crafted cross, and the shape of the slanted cross gems made it easy to think that it was just decoration and not realize the deeper meaning, but the value of the cross was enough to prove his identity, and as a seasoned pirate, Rosacea soon noticed that although he did not wear jewelry on his hands, the traces on his well-maintained fingers could still be detected.

"You're going to be in big trouble."

Looking at the corpse, James couldn't help but think of the nun's prophecy, and he couldn't help but lick his tongue, which was a little dry, but then threw aside some ridiculous thoughts.

The two men did not have time to clean up the corpses in the room, but first carried the wooden box hidden in the dark part of the alley into the house.

When they opened the wooden box, they were relieved to see the woman who had been gagged with her hands and feet tied, and who had poured a small half bottle of rum to prevent her from moving around and was still half-awake.

"Alright, let's go out on the street and find someone." After making sure that the nun would not wake up for a while, James re-covered the crate and went out with rosacea.

It was much easier to inquire about things, and the Pope's visit to Toretto was a simple news that could easily be inquired about, so when he met Alexander shortly after, James was relieved.

"It's just that my lord, we're in some trouble, and that nun is now in a house in the city, and you may have to go and see it for yourself." James reluctantly explained to Alexander.

And the rosacea next to him said even more stupidly: "Lord Duke, we have worked hard for that woman." ”

Alexander was a little frustrated, and after making sure that he was in some trouble, he decided to follow along to see how bad things were.

Alexander, who thought that the Pope had inspected the goods that had been delivered, left the Gandt Palace with James, but fortunately the house was not very far from the Gant, so they soon reached a nearby street, and after James and Rosacea had gone in to see if anything had changed, Alexander took Schell into the house.

There was a strong smell of blood in the house, but fortunately the whole street was not particularly noticeable because of the poor state of hygiene.

But before he could see Sister Alfurt, Alexander was startled by Grizaro among the corpses lying in the room, and he looked at the lifeless face in amazement, then at James, and then at the face, and after he was sure that it was the secretary of the Chief Senator, Don Juliomando, and Judas would be under cover in Toledo, he could not help but look stunned.

"Is he the one you killed?" Although he already knew, Alexander, who still felt that he was a little big, asked first, and then he immediately asked a few people to check who the other old and young were.

Soon, something that had been recovered from the two men was scattered on the floor.

Alexander picked up a half-stained blood-stained notebook beside the young man, and looked at the unfamiliar German on it, and he couldn't help frowning.

"It's German," he said, as he was about to put the notebook down, when a few familiar words caught his attention, and Alexander's gaze grew glazed over as he had seen Grizaro before, and then at the notebook, and then at the corpse.

Finally, he looked up at James in disbelief and asked, "Do you know who you killed?" ”

"Who?"

"His name is Martin." Alexander let out a groan.