Alexander's plan was simple.

While Perón was indulging in the teasing of Lady Niodora, he quietly approached.

Suddenly, he stabbed Perón to death.

At the same time, he shouted so that the people in the house thought that he was challenging Peron.

It seemed like a risk, but he was sure that no one, including Perón himself, would ever expect him to blatantly kill at a banquet.

As for Madame Neodora, even if she had seen the killing of Perron, this woman was innocent, and it was questionable how many people would believe her words at that time.

In the short moment when Perón teased Lady Niodora in public, Alexander had already planned all the steps in his mind.

Until the moment he swung the dagger, everything went smoothly!

What happened next was completely beyond his expectations!

The snowy short sword brought a dazzling light even in the dim bushes, and several black shadows that appeared at the same time suddenly pounced!

Alexander's dagger collided with one of the swords in mid-air, stunned for a moment, and then both jumped backwards at the same time.

The sudden attack alarmed Peron, who had rolled among the flowers, and he jumped up from the half-naked Lady Neodora like a stripped frog, rolled on the spot, grabbed the saber that had been thrown on the ground, and had no time to draw the sword that hastily blocked the stabbing sword.

The feathers on the mask of the man in black swayed in the night wind, but the murder weapon in his hand quickly passed through the scabbard that Perron was blocking in front of him, and with a scream, Peron's hairy chest was immediately dripping with blood.

Alexander was a little confused, he didn't expect this to happen, and he thought it was a bit funny to see Perron struggling to the side.

Originally, I was going to kill this person, but why did I become fighting with him?

The sudden change also surprised the Assassins, who had thought the sneak attack was going well, and as a man in black shouted, the Assassins pounced again.

Struggling to dodge the stabbing sword, Alexander retreated in a panic.

The tension of not having experienced the battle put him in danger from the beginning, accompanied by the flash of a black shadow, and before he could stand firmly, the short sword slashed through his neck!

The smell of blood filled his nose, and the numbness in his shoulder made Alexander nearly fall, and his right arm hung down weakly, and blood immediately flowed down his arm.

Perron had already drawn his sword, shaking his head as an object under his crotch slashed forward.

"God! Help me! ”

Lady Neodora, curled up, screamed in terror, screaming and struggling on the ground in a panic, crawling desperately towards Perron, but tripped over the weeds under her feet.

Her shout was so sharp that it pierced the night in the garden and alarmed the people in the house.

An agile figure had rushed out of the house by the time Lady Neodora's screams rang out, and he shouted "Madame" and ran wildly into the garden, his bright eyes and snow-white teeth standing out in the night.

"Kill him!"

An assassin roared and slashed at Alexander, whose arm was weak, and the cruelty in his eyes almost froze in Alexander's eyes!

The next moment, the assassin was knocked to the ground by a black valet who suddenly appeared from behind.

Perón frantically swung his sword against the two enemies, screaming as Lady Neodora slammed into Perón as she rose to her feet as an assassin pushed Peron, while the tapered bayonet in his hand passed through the lady's side and stabbed Peron.

Perón seemed to hesitate, and then he waved his hand fiercely, and as the wind swept by, the rushing Lady Neodora was stunned for a moment!

A huge cut was made in her neck, and her whole head fell crookedly to the back!

Unexpectedly, Perron didn't care about the death of Lady Neodora's assassin and crashed into the backward woman, he hurriedly pushed away the woman's body, but Perron's chest was pierced by a sword.

"Stupid ......"

Perron opened his mouth triumphantly, but the words below suddenly fell silent, and he stared in amazement at the small tip of the sword that peeked out of his chest, and then fell limply on the body of Lady Niodora, whom he had just killed.

The fighting in the garden had already alarmed the surrounding area, and people ran towards the garden while shouting, and some people sensed the danger and began to shout for help.

"Run!"

The Assassin at the head of the group finally broke free from the black manservant, he got up and beckoned his companion to turn around and run, and when he came into contact with Mr. Zioni, who happened to hear the noise, the Assassin knocked Mr. Zioni over in a nearby flower bed with a punch.

The black manservant got up, his face covered in blood, the corners of his eyes were cut by the sharp blade of the sword, the blood covered his eyes, and he looked hideous and terrifying.

Alexander sat on the ground, his right arm hanging limply, and his pale and blue face was dripping with sweat from excessive bleeding.

In a short moment, it was dangerous, and the impact of life and death seemed to have drained the last bit of strength from Alexander's body, and he was about to say something, but his eyes turned black, and he immediately fell to the ground.

With the assassination of Alfonso Perón, the city of Palermo was once again shaken by a sudden turn of events.

Gomez received the news later that day, and when he heard that Perón had been killed, he was silent for a moment, making a very soft "hum" sound in his nose, and after a while, he suddenly burst into great anger!

With the sound of ping-pong, Gong Xiang smashed almost everything around him that could be picked up and destroyed, and then he pulled down the two-handed sword from the shelf and began to slash wildly in the room!

The servants were frightened by the actions of the palace minister, they hid far outside the room and listened to the terrible sound inside, every time the sound of something breaking sounded, they couldn't help but tremble, but they didn't dare to leave, they could only look at the two closed doors in fear, and pray that the palace minister would not rush out with a sword.

Gomez's madness finally caught the attention of the palace minister, and she came to the door, accompanied by several maids, and after listening to a burst of curses mixed with broken things, she slapped the heavy door hard.

"Who is it?" Gomez's irascible roar came from within.

"It's your wife," the palace minister shouted in the same way, not to be outdone, "hurry up and open the door Gomez, or I'll have someone knock it open." ”

"Then you can give it a try!"

With a loud bang, the door shook, and it was clear that someone inside was kicking the door.

"Perón is dead, do you have to keep losing your temper like this," Madame Gong Xiang patted the door hard, "Don't forget that you are the palace minister of the Kingdom of Sicily, not an impulsive and stupid artist." ”

"If I'm a stupid artist, I'm not doing what you want," Gomez roared, even the servants in the corridor in the distance could hear it, "don't think I don't know about the hook-up between you and Alfonso, but don't forget that I'm the Sicilian courtier, and I'm loyal to the king and the royal family of Aragon!" ”

"Gomez, I won't allow you to say these stupid things again," the palace minister slammed on the door and made a muffled "bang", "Don't forget that my surname is Zaragoza, and I am a descendant of the family of the counts of Zaragoza, and Zaragoza is the capital of the Kingdom of Aragon, and I will not allow you to insult the daughter of the Zaragoza family." ”

"But more than half of your family is loyal to Castile, and the only general I can trust is dead," Gomez still shouted, and then there was a sudden silence inside, and just as the people outside were worried about each other, the door slowly opened with a 'squeak'.

Gong Xiang walked out of it, his original decent robe hanging crookedly on his body, his eyes were red, his mouth was spewing a heavy smell of wine, and to make matters worse, he was holding a sword that had been chopped into pits.

"Where's the bohemian woman?" Gomez suddenly asked, "Perón has been looking for me to ask for her, and now I want to fulfill his request." ”

"Are you crazy?" The palace minister looked at her husband coldly, "If the people of Zaragoza know that you are like this, they will speak ill of you in front of the king." ”

"I don't care," Gomez shook the sword in his hand, "that Cambrai, I should have listened to Perón and cleaned him up, if it weren't for Osborne, he would have rotted in the dungeon." Now Perón is dead but he's still alive, where is the tailor, isn't he going with the two of them to the slut's house banquet called Neodora, let him explain to me what's going on, or I'll have him hang on the slut's bed frame with a tape measure. ”

Gomez's words made the people next to him tremble, Osborne has always been envied because of his deep favor, and there are even rumors that he is the male favorite of the palace minister, but now the palace minister is furious and threatens to kill Osborn, which shows how angry he is at Perron's death.

Madame looked at her husband with a blank face, as if she was dismissive of his hysteria, or at least did not take his anger to heart.

"Do you think that a little tailor is to blame for Peron's death, or is the Greek you said deserve it," she said, glancing sharply at the servants beside her, and after they hurriedly retreated, she walked up to her husband, "It is already a terrible thing that Malejo has disappeared, and now that you have lost another city guard, do you think your enemies in Aragon will give up this opportunity to attack you?" ”

Gomez gasped, he would be so angry, as the palace minister said, because he was afraid that this series of events would become a lever for the enemies in Aragon to attack him in front of the king.

Now Mrs. Gong Xiang directly found out his heart disease, which made Gomez, who was originally in a rage, feel helpless to be suddenly deflated.

"I can forgive you for those bastard words before," Madame Gong looked at her husband coldly, "but it would be too stupid for you to speak ill of Alfonso, don't forget that he is going to be a bishop, maybe an archbishop soon." ”

"You really have faith in him," Gomez couldn't help but sarcastically say, then raised his voice and shouted to the servant who was standing at the far end of the hallway, "Go and call Osborne, I want to hear what he has to say." ”

After speaking, he looked at Mrs. Gong Xiang, who was walking into the door, made another "hum" in his nose, threw his sword on the ground, and followed into the room.

Oss was very fast, and he almost trotted to the door of the palace minister's room before stopping.

"Don't panic Osborne, you're the best tailor, no one can do it better than yours, so it's just a hole, and soon it's going to be a new dress."

After comforting himself in a unique way, Osborne knocked softly on the door, and then the angry voice of the palace minister came from inside: "Come in." ”

Osborne pushed open the door and saw that the palace minister was also inside, not only did he not feel any easier, but his heart tightened.

Gomez might forgive him for his slick words, but Madame Miyashi is not easy to deal with.

Osborne clearly felt the hostility of the palace minister's wife, which was so strong that the lady sometimes condescended to oppose him.

"Tell me everything you know," Gomez grimaced, "I know all the tricks you've played, and you know that I'm not stingy with people, but I'm not tolerant either." ”

Osborne immediately bent down, his customary tape measure dangling around his neck in the air, looking like a soft snake wrapped around his neck.

"Of course I'll tell you the truth, my lord, but I probably don't know much, it was too much of a mess, and by the time we got to the garden, Captain Perón was dead, and Lady Niodora was dead, and Gombray was wounded, but they killed one of their attackers."

"You're saying you didn't see how Perón died?" Madame Gong Xiang asked, her dark gray eyes shining brightly, "So Peron was killed, did anyone else see it?" ”

"Forgive me, Madame, I was almost the first to feel that Perón was stabbed in the back, and he died at that time, and I saw him and Madame Neodora fall together," said this, the tailor raised his head slightly and gave a strange smile to the palace minister, "You must have heard about them"

"I can imagine," said Gomez coldly, "what about that Cambrai, you said that Perón was killed from behind, couldn't it be him, as far as I know there is a grudge between the two of them, that bohemian woman......"

"I beg your pardon, I can't say that Gombray is not suspicious," Osborne replied cheerfully, "but when we arrived, his right arm was already wounded, and more importantly we had a witness." ”

"A witness?" Gomez was stunned for a moment, then got angry and asked, "Didn't you say that you arrived early, how could there be a witness?" ”

"That's a servant, a Moor," Osborne replied, a little embarrassed, "you know that such a man cannot testify." ”

"Can I testify or not, I have the final say!" Gomez interrupted the tailor, "What did the servant say?" ”

"He said he saw an Assassin kill the captain from behind after slashing Gombray," Osborne pursed, "the servant was very faithful and was wounded to protect Lady Niodora." ”

"For that slut's injury," Gomez looked sarcastically at the tailor, "I now know why you don't want to mention him, you're so brave, I guess you must have dared to go over after it's all over, right?" ”

"My lord, please save me some face."

The tailor said in a deliberately slightly disgruntled tone, which first caused Gomez to sneer, and then he frowned.

"Who is that, and why did you kill Peron?"

"Probably only God knows," said the tailor helplessly, "and now the Zioni family is in a great trouble, because Madame Neodora looked a little embarrassed when she died, so it has caused quite a dispute." ”

"A swarm of flies that come when they smell fish," Gomez said, looking at his wife, who didn't speak again except for the first question, "that Cambrai, how is he?" ”

"Luckily, but the cartilage in the shoulder was punctured."

"That's bad enough," Gomez's frown tightened, "telling him to do what needs to be done if it's okay, Palermo has been a mess lately, and everyone has to be careful." ”

"Yes, sir." The tailor breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that both himself and Alexander had passed the test temporarily.

Just thinking of the servant of the Zioni family, the tailor's heart couldn't help but tense slightly.

Just as Osborne was reporting to Gomez about the assassination at Zioni's house, a black servant with a wound in the forehead was kneeling in front of Alexander with red eyes at Alexander's residence.

"Thank you, sir, thank you for avenging your wife."