Alexander gently kissed Lucrezia's warm lips that couldn't breathe because she was running fast, feeling the strength from the arm that hugged her back tightly, Alexander also reached out and hugged her back slightly, and then let go of her and turned his head to look at Nomelo with a helpless look next to him.

The mood of the pope's secretary at this time was not only helpless, but also gloomy and rarely irritable.

Having never felt this agitation since becoming Alexander VI's secretary, Nomelo felt like this, and seeing Lucrezia snuggled into Alexander's arms, he felt that he had completely failed to get home.

Having worked with Alexander VI for many years, Nomelo knew Alexander VI's ambitions and ideas better than anyone, even the Pope's children, what he wanted and what he would pay when he needed to forbear.

The reason why Alexander VI sent him this time, in addition to welcoming Lucrezia, was to hope that Nomelo would be able to stabilize Alexander with his superb skills, and it would be better if he could seize the opportunity while Alexander was relieving Montina.

It's just that Nomelo never imagined that when the Pope was still playing Montina's idea, his own daughter had become Alexander's "prisoner".

This gave Nomelo a sense of frustration that he had been wiped out before he even played.

Nomelo knew Lucrezia too well, he knew that the Pope's daughter was actually very naïve and even a little clumsy, and her reliance on feelings often only came from some kind of emotional change, and when she decided what or who she liked, she often didn't even think about whether it was right or wrong, let alone any consequences.

While others saw Lucrezia seemingly unexpectedly in love with her hijacker, Nomelo saw a great trouble looming in front of him, or Alexander VI.

But despite this, Nomelo still squeezed out a smile on his face, and he looked at Lucrezia with his arms slightly outstretched: "I didn't expect this, when I heard the news of your abduction, I thought about how to get you out, Lucrezia, don't you want to explain anything to me?" ”

Lucrezia's face was flushed slightly, and then she ran over in a few steps and wrapped her arms around Nomerlo's neck tightly.

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be like this, but Uncle Nomelo you know what, I think I'm in love." Lucrezia kept talking, she looked very excited, and then pulled Nomelo back to Alexandria, "I think I'm in love with this man who kidnapped me, this must be God's arrangement, can you guess what I dreamed of?" I dreamed that I had become Europa of Phoenicia, and that he was the sacred cow that had taken me away, and I believed that this must have been God's arrangement. ”

Lucrezia said excitedly, her eyes full of passion and excitement, the pent-up accumulation of days and the deliberate calmness maintained during the siege of the Venetians in order to show composure, burst out completely at this moment, her arms were trembling, and as she grasped Alexander tightly with her other hand, Lucrezia's eyes looked back and forth between the two men.

"Sacred Cow?" Nomelo muttered softly to himself, but looked at Alexander's eyes full of strangeness, "I didn't expect you to have such great charm, but I don't think His Majesty the Pope will be happy, after all, his most beloved daughter has been kidnapped." ”

"Hijacking, that's what I did."

Alexander's words changed the atmosphere in an instant.

The Vaticans grasped the hilts of their swords, and they stared nervously at the Agri and Genoese behind Alexander, while the Pisan people looked at Alexander in disbelief, and then at Lucrezia, some of them tried to speak but quickly forced themselves to shut their mouths, and Padillo, who was standing very close to them, suddenly turned pale, as if he had seen his miserable end.

"But I think it's probably one of the most right things I've done in my life," Alexander suddenly pulled Lucrezia to his side with a slight force, and he raised his hand to hold Lucrezia's chin and lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "If you must snatch her back, I'm willing to be with you to the end." ”

Nomelo stared at Alexander with a gloomy face, his gaze swept over the Agri and several Genoese officers beside Alexander, he didn't know if the Genoese would support Alexander, if that else he brought his men would definitely not be able to defeat the other party.

Pizza people?

Nomerlo's gaze glanced at the silent Pisan people on the other side, and he saw the eyes of the officials in a trance, and when his gaze rested on their faces, their gaze would be aside, and no one dared to look at him.

Cowardly, Pisaman?

There was a hint of contempt in Nomerlo's eyes.

The Pisans were like that, even when they dominated the seas, they often looked ahead and backward at critical moments, so much so that they wasted the foundation of the Tomneo family for their supremacy of the seas.

"I think we should have a good talk," Nomelo whispered, "and some things are not hard to solve. ”

Alexander smiled, he knew that Nomelo would eventually talk to him, this person was not only Alexander VI's secretary, but also the Pope's personal assistant and staff, if there was anyone else he trusted most in the last moments of Alexander VI's death, besides his family, Nomelo was undoubtedly that person.

There were even times when Alexander VI preferred to listen to Nomerlo's advice rather than Caesar or Giovanni, because the Pope knew that Nomero could see things as impartially as possible in addition to being faithful, and in this respect Alexander VI was well aware of the selfish intentions of his sons.

The Pisan officials were embarrassed, and when they followed two men who seemed to think of themselves as the masters of the city into the town hall, one of the Pisan people protested angrily, but the protest was too small for anyone to respond.

The Pisa, once again, have chosen to accept reality.

The door of Alexander's office was tightly shut, and the moment it closed, those who were standing close seemed to have heard Nomerlo's low roar: "How dare you ......"

"How dare you kidnap the Pope's daughter!" Before the door was closed, Nomelo had already walked quickly in front of Alexander, he first couldn't help but roar, and then realized that it was inappropriate to lower his voice, "Do you know what you're doing?" Probably you think that you can blackmail the Pope in this way, but if you think so, you are wrong, I can only say that you have caused yourself trouble, young man! ”

"By trouble...... Alexander casually pointed into the room, then pointed to the door again, "or Lucrezia?" ”

"Don't play tricks on me, young man, do you think you've succeeded," Nomelo had completely calmed down at this time, in fact, he never got angry, looking at Alexander's calm appearance, he simply sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, and then continued slowly, "Listen, you may think that if you conquer Lucrezia, you will win a big victory, then you are wrong, Caesar has gone to Naples, Lucrezia and Alfonso of Billy Silly will be married soon, I don't know how you did it, but you should know very well." That girl's passion for people can change, not long ago she was in pain for her husband's death, but now she can fight a man who has kidnapped her, how long do you think she and you can last, maybe soon she will be able to forget you completely. ”

Alexander looked at Nomelo silently, he knew that Nomelo was right, perhaps it was born lively and amorous, Lucrezia's emotional experience in her life can be said to be extremely rich, so that in later generations the romantic love stories between her and her lovers were made into dramas for a long time, and all kinds of rumors about her affairs were often impossible to completely bypass even those orthodox historians who were known for their rigor.

Alexander didn't know how long Lucrezia's passion for himself would last, or that the two of them had been abnormal from the beginning, and perhaps as soon as he left his side, Lucrezia would wake up from this hypnotic excitement, and that would be when Alexander VI's revenge for his abduction of his daughter began.

Nomelo took a slight sip of the wine, then tasted the taste and nodded lightly in praise: "This is really good wine, you must know that it is a little difficult to drink such a good Cypriot wine now, and the Mediterranean Sea is not very peaceful now." ”

"What do you want?" Alexander asked suddenly.

Nomelo smiled, and he suddenly began to think that maybe the outcome of this trip would not be very bad, "Listen, we will continue to support, after all, Milan and Venetian are our common enemies, but you should also know that Pisa is the territory of the Zaniro family, of course the mob drove him away, but now may be a good time for Zaniro to come back, and their family has been in Rome under the protection of the Vatican for the past few years." ”

Alexander listened silently, he couldn't admit that this Nomelo was indeed loyal to Alexander and quite witty, and he could actually use the Zaniro family to control Pisa in such a short period of time.

"I would prefer that someone from the Tomneo family inherit the title of Pisa," Alexander looked at Nomelo and saw the papal secretary's hand holding the cup slightly, and a smile appeared on his face for the first time, "As far as I know, the status of the Duke of Pisa comes from the original canonization of Lombardy, and the Tomneo family has become the lord of Pisa since that time, and I want to return the duke's crown to its owner, which is the embodiment of true fairness." ”

Nomelo's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Alexander with some strangeness, the meaning in his gaze was obvious, and he did not deliberately hide the doubts that were shown by the accident.

Normelo was indeed surprised, and he was surprised that Alexander did not propose to take the Duke of Pisa's crown.

Originally, he thought that this young man would not let go of such a god-given opportunity, especially after he had captured Lucrezia's heart for a while, and perhaps he would have put forward even more absurd and unreasonable conditions.

Nomelo wasn't worried about Alexander's offer, as long as he could take Lucrezia away from the young man, he wouldn't care what he had promised, and of course he wouldn't mind breaking his promise.

For Nomero, whatever he promised here was nothing more than empty promises, and with the character of Alexander VI, not to mention those conditions that were forced to be agreed to in desperation, even those formal contracts signed could be turned into waste paper without hesitation, and Alexander VI had actually done this many times.

However, when Alexander proposed that the Tomneo family inherit the title of Pisa, Nomelo was not only surprised but also began to take the young man in front of him seriously for the first time.

This is not only because Alexander did not ask for the title that was actually very illusory for himself, but more importantly, as Alexander said, the origin of the title of the Duke of Pisa came from the canonization of Lombardy.

From Charlemagne's time to the 13th century King Conrad, it was the successive centuries of rule and canonization that gradually formed the current situation in Northern Italy, and even if you look carefully, you can find that all the city-states in Northern Italy have various origins from the Lombard canonization, although this relationship has become insignificant over time, but once someone thinks it is necessary, using this source to trace the inheritance system can become a powerful intervention in the inheritance affairs of Pisa, Or even directly provoke a huge excuse to claim disputes!

What made Nomelo pay more attention was a thought that suddenly flashed through his mind.

He pondered quickly, and then was surprised to find something worse.

That is, according to the context of the canonization of Lombardy, the Duke of Milan who has also received canonization, if the source is traced, it can also claim the right to Pisa!

Nomerlo's face turned unpleasant, he felt that he had underestimated the young man, and he not only thought of using the Tomneo family as his puppets in Milan, but even metaphorically used the Lombard canonization to imply that if he did not agree to his terms, he would fall to the side of the Milanese.

Thoughts raced through Nomerlo's mind.

Of course, the Genoese would not ally with the Venetians, but they would not have accepted a reconciling with the Milanese, and the Rovere family would have had the opportunity to see Alexander VI in an embarrassment while still containing the Venetian invasion of Romagna, which would have been more desirable than an alliance with the Vatican.

Thinking of this, Nomelo looked at Alexander in surprise, he could not imagine that this young man could take advantage of the situation in such a chaotic situation, and he even suspected that the riot in Pisa was not a pure coincidence.

Once he had this suspicion, Nomelo couldn't help but start remembering the things that were said to be related to the young man.

Then he was surprised to find that this little lord from the countryside of Naples was completely different from when he first arrived in Rome.

Nomelo asked in a low voice, "Are you threatening?" ”

Alexander had a strange look on his face, he looked at Nomelo silently, and after a long time when the oppressive aura hung between the two, Alexander stared at Nomerlo's eyes, got up from his chair, and said in a slow but unquestionable tone: "I'm just reminding you, but please don't forget, honorable secretary, that just outside the city, there is still a heavy infantry formed by the Venetians left there, and I think Venice must be very hopeful that their compatriots will return home safely,"

The calm on Nomelo's face finally vanished, and his eyes flashed with inquiry and suspicion, as if to consider whether Alexander would really do what he said.

"Are you suggesting to me that you will negotiate with the Venetians?" Nomelo stared at Alexander with heavy eyes, and it suddenly occurred to him that perhaps he had really despised this young man before.

"Of course not," Alexander denied with a smile at first, but then his words made the papal secretary's newly relaxed heart suddenly tighten, "I mean, as the Count of Montina, perhaps I will consider making the Venetians abandon the siege of Montina in exchange for my full support for them in Eastern Romagna." ”

Seeing Nomelo's eyes instantly become extremely sharp, Alexander sat back in the chair behind him, and then said in a casual tone: "My lord, just now you asked if it was a threat, I can tell you that it is not a threat, and now the one I am telling you is a threat." ”

Listening to Alexander's words, Nomelo's eyes narrowed for a moment, and he stared at the young man in front of him, as if to see from Alexander's face how much of what he said was true, but he was quickly disappointed.

The calm look on Alexander's face made it impossible for Nomelo to read his thoughts, but Nomelo was clearly aware that Alexander's words were not so much a threat as a situation that his master feared most.

Venice and Genoa were indeed rivals, and the hatred between the two city-states could be traced back to barbaric times.

And for their own ambitions, the two city-states would never want to see each other monopolize Romagna.

Because of this, the Rovere family gave up their enmity with the Vatican after the Venetian invasion of Romagna and formed an alliance against the Venetian and Milanese.

But this feud is not permanent, and if there is an opportunity for Venice and Genoa to divide up the whole of Romagna together, then no one can guarantee that they will not let go of their long-standing feud.

If that happens, Nomelo doesn't know how his master will deal with it.

Rome, having lost its influence on Romagna, was like a stripped woman, to be ravaged by others.

Nomelo felt a rush of discomfort on his forehead, and he knew that he should calm down, and as the Pope's secretary, he must do his best to protect the interests of Alexander VI.

But it soon became clear to Nomelo that he had not many cards to play, or that neither he nor Alexander VI himself had at his disposal when it came to the ruler of Pisa.

Because until now, it was Alexander who really controlled the city.

"I think I need to report everything that happened in Pisa to His Holiness the Pope," Nomelo decided to delay for the time being, "until then, you can send someone to garrison Pisa temporarily." ”

Speaking of this, Nomelo's face showed a hint of weirdness.

"In addition, I must escort Lucrezia back to Rome as soon as possible, knowing that your actions have caused an uproar in Rome, and even the Archbishop of Genoa is shocked and surprised by your actions."

Nomelo said as he stared at Alexander, a little nervous, worried that Alexander would reject him.

But to his surprise, Alexander readily agreed to his request.

When Nomelo came out of the room, his face was gloomy, but at least he was in a much more relaxed mood.

Looking at Lucrezia waiting outside the door, and the officers in the corridor who were looking at her with strange eyes, Nomelo's eyebrows that had just stretched couldn't help but twist in the middle.

"Lucrezia, I think you've been out for too long," Nomelo carefully chose his words in front of everyone, "I'll take you back to Rome tomorrow, and you need to prepare as soon as possible." ”

Hearing Nomerlo's words, Lucrezia's originally anxious face changed, she seemed to open her lips slightly in disbelief, and then suddenly lifted the hem of her skirt, took a step, hurriedly passed past Nomerlo, pushed open the door with a "bang", and rushed into the room.

Looking back at the shaking door, Nomelo's forehead couldn't help but swell again.

And in the room, Lucrezia, who rushed into the house, saw Alexander writing letters.

Looking up at Lucrezia, whose face was flushed and her chest was heaving with excitement, Alexander stood up and walked around the table.

As he reached out and gently took Lucrezia, who was staring at him suspiciously, in his arms, his gaze could not help but glance over the letter on the table that had just risen

"Dear Count, my dear uncle, I have a request for you all in the interest of us, to sabotage Caesar Borgia's mission in Naples......"