Chapter Seventy-Seven: Alfonso's Discovery
As a cardinal of the Holy See, Monteiro has an extraordinary status, and all the popes have been elected from among the cardinals, and only the cardinals have the right to compete for the papal crown.
At the same time, as bishop of Monteiro and several large dioceses, he had a great influence on the whole of Italy.
On the contrary, Alfonso, regardless of his age and current status, cannot be compared with Monteiro, he is just a latecomer who has just become the bishop of Palermo in Sicily for less than half a year, if he wants to become the archbishop of Sicily, and then become a cardinal, and finally sit on the papal throne, it will take a long time.
And it must also be that he is free of illness and disaster, and no one wants to kill him.
Comparatively, of course, Monteiro was more valued, but this attention was paid to him while he was still alive.
No matter how noble his position was, no matter how much power he wielded, he was now a dead man.
Alfonso, on the other hand, is still alive.
It's enough to make it clear right away who is more important.
So although they saw the bloodstained corpse of the cardinal on the bed, no one dared to rush forward to arrest the prisoner, and no one even thought about avenging the cardinal and killing the murderer in front of him, but they all watched in a daze as Clion, who had kidnapped Alfonso, slowly retreated.
It was only Sophia, who didn't care about the people next to her, and stepped forward to catch the man.
Sofia was furious, and that anger came from Monteiro's death.
Sophia didn't really care about Monteiro, let alone the abducted familiar bishop in front of her, she cared about Alexander if she saved Monteiro.
She used Monteiro as a prop to get praise, but now this prop has been destroyed by this hateful guy in front of her, and Sophia feels that this person is not only ruining her own good deeds, but also working against herself.
The thought of how Josha always looked triumphant in front of her made Sophia feel the urge to kill Krion immediately.
But as soon as she took the first step, she was pulled by Uliu from behind.
The Moorish man looked at Clarion with a strange expression, he knew this guy, he had seen this man come out of the back door of Alfonso's house in Palermo, who was still a priest at the time, and he also knew that this Cleion was wanted everywhere, but he actually managed to escape from the siege by magic.
Now that Clarion was here, and Alfonso happened to be there, Ulliu didn't think it was a coincidence, so he didn't want Sofia to act rashly.
And he doesn't know what the hell these two people are doing, so it's best not to get involved at this time.
"Ma'am, that's the Bishop of Palermo," Ulliu deliberately raised his voice so that he could find an excuse to stop Sophia, "he's going to kill the Bishop." β
Ulliu's shouts caused an exclamation, and the people shouted at Sofia, fearing that she would rush over and cause the murderer to kill Alfonso together.
Sophia looked at these two people with some doubts, she had a good memory, and soon remembered who these two people were.
"Look at this bohemian woman," Cleion said, glancing at Sophia, "do you remember me, and I remember you, and you have followed that Cambrai from Sicily, I didn't think he had abandoned you." β
Cleion's words made Sophia, who was already angry, suddenly furious, and the sword in her hand slashed forward with a loud bang, and then rushed forward desperately.
"Come on."
Cleion suddenly pushed Alfonso in front of Sofia, and when Sophia instinctively reached out and grabbed Alfonso's shoulder, who rushed by, Cleion had already turned and jumped onto the windowsill, and with a nimble downward leap, his figure had disappeared out of the window.
Alfonso hugged Sophia tightly when he pounced, but hugging a young girl in armor not only didn't let him take any advantage, but before he could even hug him, he was already pushed aside by the girl in front of him.
But when Sophia rushed to the window, except for the rioters who were being driven by the Bohemians in the streets, Crean was already gone.
When they rushed into the room, the priest was standing far outside the house, and the priest, who had rushed back with the Bohemians led by Sophia, saw the murderous side of the Bohemians, and they did not hesitate to wave their sabers at the mob, but with a random charge, the mob was so frightened that they turned and fled.
When entering the church, the priest was originally in front, but when he saw the guards who had fallen to the ground, the priest immediately retreated in fright, and then news came out of the room that made him stunned.
Cardinal Monteiro is dead!
The Bishop of Palermo, who had just arrived in Rome during the day, was visiting the cardinals, and became a hostage of the murderer!
The bishop has been rescued, but the murderer has taken advantage of the chaos to escape!
When the priest straightened out all the news, he suddenly realized that he had lost his support.
Seeing Sofia coming from the room in a rage, and Alfonso, who was supported by two soldiers behind him, the priest's lips trembled slightly, and then he walked up to Alfonso.
"This is God's test."
Alfonso looked calm and even smiled.
This made the already agitated priest seem to calm down a little, but when he saw Monteiro on the bed in the room, which was already stiff, the expression on his face suddenly collapsed.
"God, Cardinal." The priest had barely had time to utter such a shout before his eyes fluttered to one side.
Beside him, Alfonso just watched coldly as the poor old man slipped to the ground, and then his eyes were fixed on Sophia, who was huffing in front of him.
There was curiosity and surprise in his eyes.
"Two incredible people." Alfonso groaned softly.
In Alfonso's mind, he had actually forgotten that there was a man named Alexandre Giulian Gombray.
The bloody night in Palermo was so confusing by the presence of the French that no one wanted to delve into what was going on, and for the Sicilians, the death of a court minister in exchange for the return of the Sicilian nobility to power was a perfect result.
What if there was a conspiracy by the French, even if someone conspired with the French to kill the palace minister, or even if someone planned the entire bloody night?
The nobles were given power, Alfonso became bishop, and Alexander, who was pushed far from Sicily to Naples, all perfectly.
But suddenly, a person who should have been forgotten a long time ago appeared, although it was not himself, but only from the scene of the appearance of this person's woman, Alfonso suddenly found that the Cambrai, who had been "banished" by them a long time ago, seemed to be mixing well, which made Alfonso really a little surprised.
And Alfonso couldn't help but admit that, although he was the bishop of Palermo, he seemed to be a bit of a country man in Rome, at least on the first day of his arrival, he encountered the scene of the assassination of the cardinal.
This made Alfonso secretly happy while lamenting that Rome was really much deeper than Sicily.
Chaos is not a bad thing for an ambitious person, and there is even a desire for chaos, because only chaos will have more opportunities.
Alfonso looked back out the dark window, he and Clarion hadn't had time to agree on a time and place to meet in a hurry, but he was sure that Clarion would come looking for him.
Monteiro's death was not a bad thing for Alfonso, and although the cardinal's death deprived him of an opportunity to get close to Alexander VI, as the cardinal's last high-ranking clergyman to see before his death, he believed that he would soon be brought to Alexandre VI's attention.
Sophia walked out of the church, and by this time the open space outside the church had been emptied by the Bohemians, and the rebels who had gathered outside had long since been dispersed by the Bohemians' sabres, but to the dismay of the Bohemians, these people were obviously poor and jingle, and they had not been able to scavenge anything of value from the people who had been caught.
A few bohemians drove a mob away from the crowd, and no one noticed a man of ordinary appearance with a slightly larger chin.
The mob that had been driven into the open looked with horror at the Bohemians, the terrible cavalrymen who were not only adept at using sabers, but also at catching fleeing men, many of whom had been dragged alive by the Bohemians with a kind of rope far away, making them look like savage Tatars.
Sophia walked to her mount unhappily, and was just about to mount her horse when she saw the mob that had been caught.
"These people are everywhere," Ulliu explained beside her, seeing her puzzled look, "There is something wrong with the whole city of Rome tonight, it seems that there are people making trouble everywhere, so let's go back to Marino Palace, didn't your father say that you should be obedient and wait for him to come back at home." β
Sophia looked at Uliu with some annoyance, she sometimes hated the Moorish man.
The people in the church were running in and out in a panic, and it was definitely a big deal for a cardinal to kill him, but now the chaos in the city of Rome made them dare not leave the church casually.
"Maybe you can do more." Alfonso suddenly appeared at the door of the church, he didn't pay attention to the priests next to him, he looked uneasy and begged him not to venture out of the church at such a time, and after walking down the steps he came to Sofia and looked at her.
"I think I know you," said Alfonso, "tell me where our lighthouse keeper is, shouldn't he stay in Naples, but I seem to see ......" he said deliberately looking at Ulliu next to him and then at Sofia, "a Moorish man and a bohemian woman, this is really a group of people around him." β
Alfonso's words clearly angered Sofia, and she raised her arm to flick the sharp bolt in front of Alfonso's eyes, her eyes fixed on the annoying creature in front of her.
Uliu's face was nervous and tried to dissuade Sophia, but several of Alfonso's guards had already pulled out their weapons and aimed them at Sophia.
This immediately aroused the alarm of the bohemians in all directions, and they all came closer, their swords unsheathed, and some began to urge their mounts to run around the guards, and at the same time to carry the swords in their hands.
Alfonso just looked at Sofia with a smile, and he even looked at the short crossbow on Sophia's wrist, and when his gaze swept over an unobtrusive mark on the short crossbow, Alfonso's face suddenly changed!
His originally casual and relaxed expression disappeared in an instant, his eyes flickered with Sophia's arm, and his face instantly became gloomy.
Sofia sensed Alfonso's change, and she looked warily at the bishop who seemed to her to have gone mad.
Ulliu was nervous too, he was much more clever than Sofia, of course he knew how bad it was to offend a bishop, and he couldn't help but admit that deep down he was a little afraid of Alfonso.
"Can you tell me where Cambrai is now?" Alfonso tried to look natural, but as he said this, he felt his lips tremble and his throat choked.
"The lord is not in Rome now," replied Ulliu, cautiously, and as he explained deliberately, "it seems to be a matter of great importance that the Archbishop of Valencia, who presided over the Council of Order, sent him to a place called Saniro. β
"Archbishop of Valencia, Caesar Borgia?"
Alfonso's expression moved, and when he saw Uliu bowing and nodding, he slowly waved his hand to the guards beside him, "Don't be so rude to my savior. β
So he said to Sophia: "I was about to say to you that perhaps you could help to quell the present chaos in Rome, and I think that if Combrai were here, he would have approved of it." β
Uliu secretly screamed "not good" in his heart, but before he could speak, Sophia, who was originally dissatisfied with Alfonso's words, already had a listening look on her face.
"Gombray saved Palermo, which made him a lighthouse keeper, and if he can save Rome again, then he can be a real hero."
Alfonso's voice was seductive, and his eyes were still glancing at the crossbow looming on Sophia's wrist.
But before he could see it clearly, Sophia, who had only thought about it for a moment, had already made a decision.
Help Alexander become a hero, and become a hero with her help!
The thought was uncontrollable as soon as it came to her, and she didn't even have time to say hello to Ulliu before she turned and struggled to climb onto her horse, and with the crisp rattle of her arm waving her armour, Sophia had already given the order to the Bohème.
"Yo Roar~"
A whistle sounded from among the bohemians, and the hussars, who had been complaining about not being able to grab anything of value, let out a strange cry of excitement.
Uliu looked at Sophia, who suddenly became excited, dumbfounded, he never thought that things would turn out like this.
Thinking of the terrible consequences of the lord's return and knowing that if such a thing happened, he might be hung up and whipped, Ulliu immediately prepared to chase after him and stop Sophia.
But before he could move his steps, Alfonso's calm but frightened voice came from behind him: "Stay Moor, I have something else to ask you." β