The battle between the up-and-down harpoons and the tiger-wielding hoes didn't last a few rounds before they were suppressed by the patrol soldiers who heard the news.

To the surprise of Ulius and Massimo, Alexander did not reveal his identity until all of them were taken back to prison, despite being unceremoniously struck with the hilt of his sword.

Having just resumed the royal occupation, it is clear that Naples is still in some kind of chaos, as evidenced by the almost overcrowding of the places where they are being held.

It was a slightly smaller fortress not far from the new castle, and the high walls were enough to make those who wanted to escape desperate, and when the heavy iron gates "clanged" shut, Alexander began to rise in large numbers.

It was a Colosseum-like building, with a towering wall forming a huge circle, under which all the rooms were built, and they stood in the middle of a large open space and a dry shaft.

"Why don't you tell who you are," Massimo grumbled slightly, looking around and whispering, "this is not a good place, almost all the Neapolitan scum is locked up here." ”

Looking at the people who were staring at them all around, Alexander couldn't help but nod slightly, he admitted that things were somewhat beyond his imagination, especially seeing that the people who had just fought with them had already forced towards them, Alexander somewhat regretted his previous plan, he really didn't expect the Neapolitans to lock them up like this.

"Be careful, don't be soft." Regretting it in his heart, but his hands were not idle, Alexander looked around, and immediately picked up a stone from the ground and turned it on his hand, just when several people on the opposite side saw his action and involuntarily lowered their heads to find a guy from the ground, Alexander had already preemptively rushed over, grabbed the stone and smashed it in the face of the nearest person!

When the first short scream sounded, the prisoners around them, who were already watching the show, immediately burst into a shout, and with a "roar" shout from their mouths, they immediately formed a large circle, and surrounded several people who were fighting on both sides in the middle, they shouted, gestured, threatened those who tried to retreat, or simply grabbed the timid ones and threw them back into the circle, such as Mahimo, who was pushed around from the beginning, and even when he turned around again to get into the crowd, he was grabbed by the collar and shook and threatened: "Go back to you scum, I'm betting that you can win, and if you dare to lose, I'll peel off your skin and hang it on the door as a curtain. ”

Unlike Massimo, who always had to run away, Alexander and Ulliu put in their best efforts from the very beginning!

The previous life-and-death battle at sea, though short, had already made them different from most people who would not normally fight for their lives, at least when Alexander said not to be soft, Ulliu immediately understood, and followed closely behind his master, and did not hesitate to strike at the deadly place of the place.

Although the traitors did not seem to be so easy to provoke, they were only peasants, and perhaps they would be very powerful when they were outnumbered and their opponents were weak and bullied, but when the other party was ruthless, and when they came up and knocked over the strongest one of their side with a stone, these people were very frightened, although there were only two people on the other side, but when one of them waved a blood-stained stone, and the other opened his mouth to show his white teeth, these people began to retreat instead.

But Alexander didn't stop there, he knew that these people were only temporarily suppressed by the ruthlessness of his side, and if he couldn't take the opportunity to subdue them, once he eased up, it would be his own bad luck.

So there was a strange phenomenon in the circle, two people chased a few more people than them, and the beaten people chased a person who was hiding everywhere in front of them and ran around the well platform in a circle.

Finally, in a shout from Massimo, the last Neapolitan peasant was also punched in the eye by Ulliu, who had caught up from behind, and lay on the ground, and only then did the monk finally stop, and he turned to look at the few people lying around the well platform behind him, and quickly tidied up the new monastic robes that he had just put on, and in the surprised eyes of the prisoners around him, he walked to the man who had been knocked unconscious by Alexander with a stone and had only staggered up at this time, and squatted down in front of him, and said very sincerely: "My brother, You have to know that what you saw at the time was completely different from what you were thinking, and that I was just giving your wife the most candid sermon. “

"But you were all in a panic." The aggrieved husband was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and because he had two front teeth and a broken lip knocked out, he couldn't speak very clearly.

"That's why it's called being honest." Massimo was aggrieved.

"You're in a relationship with her." The husband was still furious.

"I'm punishing her, but with a different whip." Mahimo was even more aggrieved.

"Angry puppeteer!" The hapless husband fell headlong and fainted again.

Massimo stood up very aggrieved, and although he saw that the eyes of the people around him had swallowed him, he still raised his neck and strode past several people lying on the ground, and came to Alexander's side: "My lord, I want to say that if you have to describe your bravery, it is only David's feat of defeating his Goliath with stones, but David prepared five stones in case of failure, and you defeated all the enemies with only one. “

Looking at Massimo with a smile on his face, Alexander swept the bloody murder weapon in his hand, and then threw the stone to the ground in the monk's terror.

"This is not how it should be," Alexander sat tiredly at the mouth of the well, looking at the crowd around him who began to slowly approach, he didn't even want to move a finger at this time, looking at Ulliu, who was sitting next to him and wiping the bleeding wound from the corner of his eye, Alexander said weakly, "Good job, if possible, I will let you be my chief manager in the future." ”

"Thank you, sir," Uliuu gasped, then dragged his stinging body to his feet and looked at the crowd, "Who's going first." ”

There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and then a small man stepped out from behind the crowd.

He looked at the strange trio in front of him, then waved his hand for them to come with him.

"Let's go check it out." Alexander stood up with the help of Ulliu, and the three men made their way through the crowd staring at them to a pergola made of rags.

In the pergola sat a man with dark skin, but not a Moorish man, with long hair and beard, who had apparently been here for a long time.

"Sicilian?" The man asked, his tone strange, Neapolitan, but with accents from elsewhere.

Obviously, the Sicily he was talking about was not Naples, which was also the Kingdom of Sicily.

"Sicilian." Alexander smiled, he did think of himself as a Sicilian, and at least more than once in his heart he had told himself that one day he would 'return' to Sicily.

"I knew only Sicilians were so stubborn." I don't know whether the other party's words were sarcastic or approving, but he slowly sat up straight, "This person shouldn't be," he said, nodding his chin to Asseimo, "It seems that you guys are still in trouble because of him, if I say give him to my brothers, they will let this guy enjoy it." ”

Massimo was startled, and he quickly stretched out his monastic robe: "What are you talking about, God, don't you see that I am a devout monk, and you are actually going to blaspheme God's servant, are you not afraid that God will punish you?" ”

"God is going to punish and only punish a guy like you who sleeps with someone's wife on your monastic robe," the man sneered at Massimo, "I've heard a lot of your jokes, and I've seen a lot of what you've done, how clean is the Pope who sits on the throne?" ”

"You can't denigrate all those who are dedicated to the priesthood because of one scum, especially if these people are so religious," Massimo suddenly became agitated, "Everyone has the right to confess to God and receive forgiveness from God, do you think you can condemn everyone?" ”

"My eyes can see, my ears can hear, and this is the power God has given me!" The man narrowed his eyes, then he ignored Massimo and said to Alexander, "I don't care where you're getting into trouble, be honest during your stay here, but you won't be long either, the quarry is short of manpower, and you'll have to leave soon." ”

Alexander saw that Massimo's face turned white when he heard this, and he asked in a low voice, "Where is the quarry, is it dangerous?" ”

"God, don't go to that place," Mahimo muttered, "It's over there, there's a big quarry and a sulfur mine, it's not a good place." ”

"But you're going there soon," the man smiled maliciously, shaking his finger at Alexander, "you can go find a place to stay, and don't make trouble, or don't blame me for being rude." ”

Alexander nodded, turned and led the two men to the corner.

All the rooms were already occupied, but it was summer, and after finding a slightly shady corner to stop, Alexander began to think about his plan.

So far, the plan to decide to cause trouble seemed to be going well, and he did not believe that a messenger from Sicily would suddenly be caught unnoticed by others, even if he was insignificant, as Gondoza had said, but there was no doubt that he was a messenger of Sicily.

As for Joe Surnan's questioning of the authenticity of his identity, Alexander was not worried.

Then wait, Alexander lay down and made himself feel better, and only then did he feel that the place where he had been hit by the other party during the fight just now hurt terribly.

"Master, there are a lot of buttons on your clothes."

Uliu said with some distress that the black pearls on his coat could be exchanged for a lot of money.

Alexander waved his hand absently, and was about to say something, when a commotion suddenly came from the wall, and then they saw the prisoners gathering towards the iron gate where they had entered.

A clerk walked in with a rolled-up roll of paper in his hand, escorted by the guards, and walked to the platform of the well and stood and looked around, as if he had briefly enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by everyone, and then slowly opened the scroll.

Alexander saw the look of hope on the faces of the people, and then heard the clerk begin to read the names one by one in a deliberately long, impassioned tone.

From time to time there were cheers from those who were called, and then they went up to the clerk, and more pressed closer to the front, so that the guards had to wave their halberds and threaten them to retreat.

"It's the one who has been ransomed," whispered a man leaning over and his clothes in tatters, "if you have rich relatives and friends, bribe the clerk quickly, and he will take your news out, and then your family can spend money to ransom you, otherwise life will be hard if you are sent to the quarry." ”

"Whose order is this, the king?" Alexander asked.

"The King?" The man smiled sarcastically, "I don't know what the current kings are like, but even the kings of the past can't manage it here, this is the territory of Count Frederick, and he did it when the French were here, and he is going to do it even more now." ”

"It seems that this earl is very powerful," Alexander asked casually, "why do you want to do it now?" ”

"Sicilian, you are curious," the man grinned, but went on "the French are gone, but the Aragonese are coming, and the Romans and Venetians are coming, and you must know that so many people have almost exhausted Naples, and now they are not full of food a day, and if this continues, everyone will probably go hungry." ”

This man's words moved Alexander's heart, and he vaguely knew why Gundoza was looking for him.