Sophia's sword flew down like a windmill almost straight from the upper floor!

When the long sword slammed into the sturdy hardwood table underneath with a loud "thump", the tip of the sword pierced into the sword body that shook back and forth on the tabletop was accompanied by the terrified screams of the two women.

Barondi's shrewdness and tenacity in the mall were completely lost at this moment, and the woman who screamed with her maid almost went crazy and plunged into Alexander's arms, and the terrifying screams were for a moment more difficult for Alexander to deal with than the sword that Sophia threw down from the stairs.

By this time, with a rush of footsteps, Sophia had rushed down from the stairs, with another sword in her hand, and after seeing Barendi clutching Alexander, she squinted again, and then made a throat-slitting motion at her neck with her free right hand.

Barendi was completely stunned for a moment, she didn't know what was going on, she couldn't imagine how it could be like this, this was something she had never encountered, and she hadn't even thought it would happen, a woman was holding a sword that looked unusually sharp and threatened her, which made her mind, which always thought that she was shrewd, completely unable to understand what was going on for a while.

Sophia, who actually regarded her as a lifesaver in Barendi's eyes, became the most terrifying person at this time, looking at Sophia, who couldn't stop pointing to her on the table and seemed to be shaking the long sword, when she vaguely understood what it meant, Barundi couldn't help but stutter and asked: "You, do you want to duel with me?" ”

Sophia nodded in satisfaction, and then glanced at Alexander, with a look of "this woman is not too stupid", but then her expression suddenly became serious, and her hands clenched the hilt of the sword and stared at Barondi opposite.

Gypsies don't stab their enemies in the back, they just cut each other's throats from the front.

And Sophia will fight with a sword against all the women who snatch her husband.

Barondi shook her head uncontrollably, she kept saying that she would not fight Sophia, because she could not face a benefactor who had saved her like this, and in fact she was already too frightened to move, and if it weren't for Alexander, she doubted that she would really be able to stand firm.

"Sophia."

Alexander stepped forward with a little headache, he tried to dissuade Sophia from leaving Barendi's side very skillfully, and then helplessly looked at the girl who might rush up at any time, at this time Sophia had already lifted up her skirt and tied a knot for convenience, so that her beautiful and healthy two calves were completely exposed, a pair of bare feet did not know whether it was because of anger or cold, ten round toes tightly rolled up and buckled against the cold marble floor.

That made Alexander feel the urge to warm her feet in his arms at once.

"Sophia, you didn't save her to kill her today." Alexander said helplessly.

Sophia immediately gestured with one free hand, and then stared angrily at Barendi, who was hiding behind Alexander.

"Don't say that, even if you know that you won't die today," Alexander walked over slowly, he was actually a little strange at this time why Nashan hadn't shown up yet, which made him really a little worried about whether the gypsy was playing some tricks, "Miss Rowere is just here to fulfill her obligations as a member of Rowere's family, just as you are Nashan's daughter, and you must think of him." ”

Sophia frowned, she looked at Alexander with some suspicion, as if wondering why she was talking for this woman.

"Sophia, listen to me, I'm so grateful that you saved me," Barentia suddenly plucked up the courage to poke out half of Alexander's head from behind and said to Sophia, who was staring at her angrily, "I don't want to be enemies with you, I even hope we can become good friends, but you should understand that this is a real marriage, not a game, and you can't help him in this matter." ”

Speaking of this, Barendi seemed to have courage at once, and she stood up from behind Alexander and looked at Sophia with her sword and said, "You should understand that Lord Gombray needs a wife who can help him, a woman who can bring him a lot of money and territory, and not just a little wife who can only let him have fun all day long, and you are bohemian, you will only bring him too much ......"

"Miss Rowley, this is a matter between us," Alexander interrupted Barondi, who seemed to have suddenly become articulate, "I don't think you may have understood that while it is true that we cannot make our own decisions in this matter, I do not think that we should take the arrangement for granted. ”

He turned to look at Sophia, who was still staring at Barendi angrily but did not rush over, and a slight smile appeared on his face: "She is my wife, and it was we who decided that night in Sicily, and this is our own choice, and we both ate whips when we first chose." ”

Alexander's words made Barendi stunned slightly, she didn't understand what he meant, but she could sense something in Alexander's look at Sophia.

It was a kind of concentration, as if at this moment although he was talking to her, in fact, all he saw in his eyes was the little bohemian girl with a long sword and an angry look on the other side.

Or rather, it's not a child anymore, Barondi can't help but admit that the girl opposite is a stunner that can be controlled by men, and her kind of charm can make people completely ignore her age and treat her as a real woman.

Perhaps it was this charm that fascinated the man, and Barendi pondered with some frustration, she knew that she was ordinary in appearance, and that she was valued for serving her family because she had a good brain, and Barendi couldn't even remember how many people in Rovelle's family really paid attention to her before she was 14 years old, except for her parents and her brother.

But this girl is different, even if she is regarded as a lowly gypsy, but her unusual beauty and charm are destined to be the center of attention wherever she is.

Barondi suddenly felt a little annoyed, she looked at Alexander unpleasantly, and then said carefully: "My lord, I think it is inconvenient for me to stay any longer, please forgive me for the trouble caused by my presumptuous visit." ”

"I beg your pardon for not being able to send you out, I have to calm the angry lioness first."

Alexander smiled helplessly, he simply didn't even look back and walked directly towards Sophia, when he carefully stretched out his hand, his fingers gently slid along the sharp blade to the small hands holding the hilt of the sword, Barondi behind couldn't help but be a little nervous, although the maid next to her had already whispered and pleaded while pulling her towards the door, but she still couldn't help but look back at the two people.

When she saw one of Alexander's hands covering Sophia's hand, while the other hand continued to move up her arm to caress her shoulder, Barendi suddenly felt a wave of unhappiness in her heart, and she turned her head towards the door, and the crisp sound of a long sword landing behind her made her heart become extremely irritable.

"Go home," Barentia was a little depressed when she walked out of the San Marino Palace, but after she got into the carriage, her mood gradually improved, and she whispered to herself as she looked at the palace that was gradually moving away, "Marriage is decided by the family, and anyone must obey the orders of the family." ”

The "enemy" had left the Palazzo Marino, which had suddenly become quiet.

In fact, when Sophia brandished her long sword to duel with her rival, many people hid far away, and the hall of only two people was quiet at this time, Alexander sat in a chair with Sophia, who had lost her sword, and let her move in his arms with her head full of thick black hair.

"We will be together," Alexander said in Sophia's ear, "no one can separate us, it is our own decision, we are not destined to be separated from that day, so you have nothing to fear." ”

Sophia paused, then let out a muffled "ah" sound in her throat, as if in response and as if she were asking.

"But before then, promise me never to use my sword against anyone again, okay?" Alexander whispered, and then smiled slightly, "If you must use a gun, you must remember that the future is the era of muskets, so you should not always use swords and crossbows in the future, learn more about how to use muskets." ”

While Alexander was educating Sofia about the rise and fall of hot and cold weapons, Barentia had returned to the Leverre's villa, where she was slightly surprised to see her father, Giuliano della Rovier.

In fact, the Archbishop of Genoa should be in the Vatican at this time, so even if he is also in the city of Rome, he does not have much time to meet his children, after all, it is impossible for everyone to openly admit how many illegitimate children he has like Alexander VI, this kind of deviant behavior is not something that the current Archbishop of Genoa can do.

When Barentia met her father, Rovere was checking some of the accounts in the company of his cousin La Fort, and it was clear that the city of Rome was now entering a moment of high spending, and that all those who were eligible to compete for the cardinal and could pay a large bribe were busy raising funds to play their part in the upcoming contest.

"Barendi, it seems that you are not in a good mood," the archbishop, who spoke without looking up, kept his eyes fixed on the large pile of accounts on the table, "I have seen the results of your recent business, and I must confess once again that I am sorry that you are not a boy. ”

Barendi knew that this was her father praising herself, and every time she heard this sentence before, she would be sincerely proud, but today for some reason, Barendi felt a little uncomfortable.

"You can see that you have not gained much from this trip," the archbishop raised his head at this time, and looked at his daughter with a pair of stern eyes, "You know that I want the support of the Archbishop of Naples and the bishopric there, we have spent too much money on this matter, but there is a big trouble in front of us. ”

Seeing Barendi's doubts, La Fael de la Rovere, who was next to her, explained: "The Pope seems to want his son to take this opportunity to become a cardinal, so they seem to have promised many benefits to the Neapolitans. ”

"But you have to be a cardinal, don't you," Barondy said anxiously, "do you need me to do anything, I will find a way to raise more money for you, and if I may allow me, I may be able to borrow money from the Jews......"

The archbishop waved his hand to stop his daughter's words, and he looked at Barendi carefully, his eyes showing undisguised affection.

"Barondi, you are a grace from God, and if you were a boy, I would even give up my priesthood and help you fulfill your wishes, because there is no heir more suitable than you in the Rovelle family."

The archbishop shook his head as he spoke, motioning for his daughter to come up to him.

"I have received conclusive information that Frederick of Naples has instructed the Bishops' Conference to support Caesar Borgia as cardinal, on the condition that the Vatican recognize his succession to the throne as fully legitimate, and that Queen Joanna will never dispute it and renounce all relevant powers."

Barondi's mouth opened slightly, and she could see that her father was clearly at a disadvantage in this rivalry with the Borgias, which made her a little worried.

"Modillo of Naples doesn't want Frederick's position to be secured, and that's a good thing for me," Rovere frowned at his daughter, "but his conditions are a bit too harsh, and I don't really think that Gombray is worthy of you." ”

"But it's important to you, isn't it, the support of Modillo in Napoli can make you a cardinal, and that's enough." Barendi whispered, "I can marry anyone you need, and that Gombray isn't a bad choice." ”

"The marriage must be settled as soon as possible," reminded Lafort de la Roverére, "and even then we are not too sure, Borgia has obvious ambitions, and he wants to still control the Council of Cardinals as Monteiro did before his death, so this time he is bound to win." ”

"Why should I sacrifice my favorite daughter, since I can't be sure even if I marry Modiglo," Rovire muttered, "I have at least two more daughters, and it might be more cost-effective for them to marry that Cambrai." ”

"That's a condition put forward by Modiglo, and he doesn't want your other daughters to marry Gombray." Raffle said helplessly.

"It's not a good idea to have Barentia marry Giorgio Anne Cosenza's illegitimate son," Rovelle looked at his daughter, who was half-kneeling in front of him, "My daughter, you are better than any of them, and you deserve a better home." ”

"But if my marriage can help you, it will be the best for me," Barondi took Roveley's hand and kissed it softly on her lips, "I would like to see you don the purple robe of a cardinal more than my marriage." ”

"Or the triple crown," Rovire whispered to himself, and then he patted his daughter's hand, "If there is a child that still comforts me, it must be you, but I didn't have a good time when I saw you coming back. ”

The archbishop's inquiry reminded Barendi of what had just happened to Marino Palace, and she was a little discouraged, but she immediately calmed down.

Then her ordinary face showed a hint of firmness and toughness that was quite similar to that of her father.

"Rest assured, everything will be fine, you only need to negotiate the terms with the Count of Naples, and I am sure that Gombray will agree to this marriage."

Just when Barendi was confident in her marriage, a messenger arrived at the San Marino Palace.

Among the many letters that were sent, the letter from the Count of Mordillo was clearly the most important.

The letter begins with a clear statement: "My nephew, according to your mother's entrustment, after careful consideration, I have found you a very good marriage......