Prince Alfred, the son of King Frederick of Naples, looked at Alexander with a slightly cold expression, and he didn't have a very good impression of the illegitimate son of the Modillo family.

The experience of the first meeting at the house of the Count of Mordillo that had brought him close to humiliation had never been forgotten by the prince, which was not a grudge against a man who was not very broad-minded, but at least he was haunted.

What's more important is that the news about this illegitimate child keeps coming, and every time it can make people both surprised by his actions and envious of his achievements.

However, another reason why Alfred disliked Alexander had to do with him, and after finally mustering up the courage to propose to him, the prince was politely but firmly rejected by him, and the reason for his refusal was that "I want my future husband to be a man whom I can admire and follow, and if I have to have a role model, then please see my brother." ”

This marriage proposal caused the prince to lose face, and what Alfred really cared about was not the rejection, but the contempt for his inferiority to Alexander.

In this way, Alfred has gone from jealousy to a degree of resentment towards Alexander, which even the prince himself is not aware of.

Alexander, of course, did not know what was going on, but he was glad to see the prince, which meant that the Neapolitans should not have suspected his intentions, and he brought with him the soldiers of Mifune, which was obviously very important to Frederick, who was now desperate.

The reason why Alexander did not bring too many troops was because he was well aware of Frederick's suspicious nature, and if an outsider brought too many troops, he would be wary of even reinforcements.

It is precisely because of this that for several years the Count of Mordillo has not been too involved in the affairs of power in Naples, and even when Frederick needs his opinion, the count only puts forward his own opinion and then ignores it, but never takes the initiative to take on any tasks.

Because of this attitude of the count, Frederick unexpectedly became the closest relationship with the Modillo family among the Neapolitan kings, a result that surprised many people.

"The Count has heard that you have returned, and he is waiting for you at the palace with my father." Prince Alfred looked at the soldiers behind Alexander from time to time as he spoke, although he couldn't see any special performance from them, but just looking at the strange and neat military uniforms of the hunters, Alfred's expression had changed from surprise to jealousy.

The military uniform of the huntsman is undoubtedly the most peculiar and the most majestic of this era, this kind of military uniform designed by Alexander himself, referring to the practicality of the current war and the ornamental nature of the future military uniform, completely abandons the bloated, cumbersome and useless bells and whistles that people have long been familiar with, the yarmulme helmet with feathers, the almost fitting British dark infrared cover with a beautiful French bustle, and the fitted black military trousers and half-height military boots, so that the military uniform is not only refreshing, It was even more completely hunted that the guards looked completely unburdened with the soldiers of other armies, but looked unusually tall and mighty.

More importantly, Alexander's almost strict requirements for internal affairs gave his army an almost exemplary spirit and refined appearance compared to other armies.

However, it was not only the army that made Alfred jealous, but the thought of the cost of providing for such an army, and the prince was annoyed that Tsusha's rejection of his marriage proposal was at the thought of the expense of providing for such an army.

The royal family of Naples can now be said to be almost beyond their means, Frederick has almost exhausted everything in order to resist the French, he used almost every copper plate in his hand to expand the army, but even then he still could not afford to supply too many troops, in order to collect money he even promised Chasan in Rome to find a good family for the widow of his short-lived nephew, and was ready to get help from the English by marrying Queen Joanna to Prince Edward, the son of Henry VII of England.

Alfred proposed to Josha because of his infatuation, but more because of the huge wealth that Josha now has.

Looking at Alexander's army now, Alfred was even more jealous and jealous, because in his opinion, Alexander could afford such an army, and he must have received a large amount of money from Josha.

The arrival of Montina's army caused a commotion in the port of Naples, and people watched from afar the appearance of this foreign army, and when they heard that it was actually the lord of Agri who had saved him from famine with food, he was at first uneasy to full of curiosity, and more and more people rushed to tell Alexander about his arrival.

However, Alfred was even more surprised by the Balkans on the other two ships, from the neat and disciplined hunters to the rugged and sloppy Balkans who looked fierce and stubborn, Alfred somewhat admired Alexander for being able to have such an army that looked very different in style.

On the shore, Alexander was surprised to see several cannons placed in the tower near the port, looking at the direction of the artillery, Alexander was a little surprised that there were also experts in the Neapolitan army who were quite familiar with artillery, which made him a little interested, especially remembering that if Gompati was here, he should be able to talk to the person who set up these cannons.

Although the average Neapolitan did not care much about whether the French would call, it was still possible to see from the road that the city had become much more depressed than before due to the changes approaching the war, many shops had been closed, and when he was about to reach the castle, Alexander finally saw a few groups of soldiers patrolling the streets.

As if sensing Alexander's slightly surprised look, the prince said with a gloomy face, "We don't have many troops to organize, but my father has already paid for a group of mercenaries, and I believe they will arrive soon." ”

Alexander nodded silently, he knew more about the situation of the Neapolitan royal family than Alfred as a prince, including the number of dollars lent to the royal family each time in the letters written to him by Count Mordilo and Josa.

It can be said that today's Neapolitan royal family is completely maintained by borrowing.

Then he finally met Frederick, King of Naples, and Count Modiglo, who was also waiting for him, in the castle.

From the outside, although he has not seen him for a few years, Frederick still looks so calm and imposing, it seems that the predicament he is facing now has not affected him at all, on the contrary, the Count of Mordillo on the side shows a little tiredness and aging compared with the previous high spirits.

Seeing Alexander, although Frederick's demeanor was calm, the slight complexity in his eyes could still be seen in his heart.

Frederick was more pragmatic but more wary of Alexander than his son, and he didn't know what Alexander had in mind when he came back at such a time, thinking that he dared to confront him when he was just a small man like Lord Agri.

Alexander stopped not far from Frederick and bowed slightly, then slowly straightened up and met Frederick's gaze under the gaze of many pairs of eyes.

There was a whisper, and many Neapolitan nobles were obviously dissatisfied with Alexander's attitude, but everyone knew that at such times they needed strong assistance, and according to the accounts of those who had just come back to report, it was clear that Cambrai had brought back an army that seemed to be not to be underestimated.

"Lord, you should salute His Majesty the King as a courtier." Finally someone couldn't help but stand up and express their displeasure to Alexander, which was not so much because of how loyal they were to the royal family, but purely because of the jealousy that a little man they had ignored in the past was now not only prosperous, but even wanted them to flatter.

Alexander looked at the man coldly, he had no impression of this man, and in fact he remembered almost nothing of the Neapolitan nobles, because he had no contact with these people at that time, and when he finally had the opportunity to deal with them, he had already left the place.

"Alexander is the Count of Montina." Standing not far from Frederick's side, the Count of Mordillo, who was faintly showing a transcendent position, finally spoke, he took two steps forward and looked around slightly, "In addition, he is the father of the Duchess of Pisa, and you have probably heard of his special relationship with the Archduchess of Wallachia, so if any of you think that he should be here as a Neapolitan courtier, and if you must take care of this, you should raise it with my niece, Countess Kosenza, Chessa Cosenza, Because of Agri's vassal relationship with Kosenza, only my niece is qualified to question Alexander, otherwise you are begged to keep your mouth shut, for you are now facing not only a man who is not inferior to you in any way in any way, but even a man who is even noble, and who may save our kingdom once again! ”

As soon as Count Mordillo's words came out, the hall fell silent for an instant.

In Naples, there may be people who dare to question Modillo, or even the king directly, but no one dares to openly question Countess Giosa Cosenza.

Because almost all the people here have borrowed money from Jisha.

Frederick's face became ugly, his eyes glanced coldly at Count Mordillo, what he had been guarding against was this enemy who seemed to have looked down on everything and had already given up power, and Modiglo's performance in the past few years also made him think that he had indeed given up the fight, but now seeing the count suddenly show his fangs, Frederick couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

Alexander looked at Count Mordillo, and when they met the Count's eyes, they both couldn't help but smile lightly.

It was this look that also stimulated Frederick, seeing that the nephews actually suppressed everyone in the palace at once, Frederick couldn't help but let out a "hum" from his nose in anger, he looked at Alexander again with an ugly look, and then slowly sat down.

But before Frederick could speak, Alexander had already preemptively said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my rudeness, but I have noticed that my uncle does not seem to be in good health, so I will send him home to see a doctor, and please allow me to retire you." ”

Before Frederick could react, Alexander, who was stunned, walked up to Count Mordillo, bowed slightly, and then reached out to support him and walk out of the hall.

Frederick watched this scene in a daze, and he even wanted to jump up and roar, but when his eyes swept around, he suddenly found that none of the Neapolitan magnates had come forward to denounce Alexander's extreme rudeness.

People just watched this scene with resentment, helplessness, or indifference, but no one stood up to accuse these two people.

Frederick felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave at once, and a sense of foreboding instantly enveloped him.

Alexander took Count Mordillo in his arms, and immediately let go of his hand as he walked out of the hall.

When his hand touched the earl's arm just now, he immediately felt the muscles on the earl's arm tense instantly, which is a unique reaction of people who often practice swordsmanship, and when someone touches it, he will instinctively make defensive movements.

Obviously, the count was not the same as he looked old, and Alexander even doubted that he might not be his opponent if he fought alone, after all, he clearly remembered that the count's house had several famous Venetian and Genoese swordsmen.

"You have Frederick this time," asked Count Mordillo as he walked on the road, "from the moment you came in, I felt that you were different from before, you had fought against Frederick before, but at that time you looked like a little beast with a wounded head, and no one thought that you would hurt the king, but this time you ......," the count shook his head before continuing, "you have changed a lot. ”

"But I'm still your nephew, and I'm still George Modillo."

Suddenly, Alexander said the name that had not been used for too long.

Hearing this name, the earl's eyes lit up instantly, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"We're going to start our plans, uncle," Alexander looked at the Count with blazing eyes, and seeing that Mordillo could still feel a slight excited nod although he tried to do it slowly, he looked around and said in a low voice, "So before we can do that, we need to deal with the stumbling blocks that may arise, and I have decided to take Naples." ”

Even the Count of Mordillo couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and he looked at Alexander in disbelief, as if it was only then that he really felt that he was making a living.

"You're saying you're going to be regent of Naples?" Although he had already thought of something, the count tried to explain in a rational way, "It will not be easy, then you need to snatch power from Frederick, and the process is equivalent to a ......"

"Palace coup." Alexander simply said the word for the count, "But dear uncle, you have misunderstood, I mean you as regent," and without waiting for the count, who was frowning, to speak, Alexander's next words made the count even more surprised, "and Jisha became the queen of Naples." ”

The Count of Mordillo, who was walking, suddenly stopped, which caused several squires who were passing not far away to look at them, and then the Count continued to walk forward, but this time his steps were much slower.

"Are you all set?" Count Mordillo did not express surprise, let alone stop, but opened his mouth and asked directly about the details of the operation: "You know, this is not a joke, if we fail, we will only go into exile." ”

"To Castile?" Alexander asked with a smile.

"I'd rather go back with the army, not as a fugitive," the count, who had already walked to the carriage, paused and reached out to grab the sleeve of Alexander's fine coat, pulled him close to himself, and whispered in his ear, "Listen, since you have decided to do this, do not hesitate, I will summon all the reliable nobles to the Tuylan Palace in the evening, and you must have their support if you want to succeed, so you must be prepared to make them feel that they will serve you well." ”

Alexander nodded silently, he knew that Count Mordillo was a real man of intrigues, as could be seen from how many years ago when he was an envoy to Castile to plot to let his sister Giorgiana seduce King Enrique, this count is the kind of person who is really scheming.

Alexander had always suspected that Count Mordillo might have known from the beginning that he was not George Modillo at all, but what did it matter, it didn't matter who was George Modiglo, what mattered was that the Count could carry out his plan.

However, Alexander sometimes wondered if the Count had already known about his relationship with Josa, and even acquiesced in the existence of this relationship, because his relationship with Josa was actually the same as that of Georgiana and Enrique, and as long as he did become King of Castile one day, the Count's grand plan to reunite the kingdoms of the Two Sicilies could still be carried out.

Watching the carriage leave, Alexander looked back at the palace, he knew that returning to Naples in such a forceful way would definitely cause a panic, but what he needed was such panic, because the situation was urgent, since there was no time to plan slowly, it was better to simply and violently seize power!

The result of the chaos is sure to leave some people scrambling, and he just wants to take advantage of the chaos to complete this final blow with unimaginable speed!

When Alexander appeared at the "Lookout" tavern, it caused a rush of confusion followed by an earth-shattering cheer that almost frightened half the people of the street.

The owner of the tavern, Barr, was so excited that he said, "Today's drink is free", and the roof of the tavern was almost lifted by cheers.

To Alexander's surprise, Barr's sister was married and had a child, which made him feel a little sorry for Massimo, but the more he looked at the child, the more he looked like Mahimo, and he could only cast a sympathetic look at the man standing next to him.

However, when Barr promised to pay for an extra day of free drinks, and then drove away the overly enthusiastic guests around him and led Alexander to the second floor, Barr's expression slowly became solemn when he was standing in front of Alexander.

"We are ready, my lord, I have been looking for the people we need according to your orders for the past few years, and now we can act on your orders at any time." Barr said in a deep voice.

"Barr, I didn't let you leave Naples with me because today, believe me, after today you will be the new nobles of the Kingdom of Sicily," Alexander said, looking out of the window, because of the terrain, he could almost overlook most of Naples and the Gulf of Santalucia in the distance, and then he couldn't help but sigh heartily, "It's so beautiful here." ”

"Send to Cosenza, Barr," Alexander then ordered, "to my sister Miss Count of Cosencha, that I have returned, I have seen, that I am going to conquer this kingdom." ”