While Normezi was working hard to build his Garden of Eden for Philip, Alexander was struggling in a swamp called Guadyaze.

Compared to Valladot in the north and France further afield, the south of Iberia is actually very warm, and even in winter there is very little snow, and the season is known for being warm not only at this time, but also in the past.

So the Guadyaze marshes, though in winter, are not as solid as those on the Italian peninsula, but are wet with mud as soon as you step on them, so it is almost impossible to walk here without a pair of tight high boots.

When he learned that the Virgin Convent was in the depths of this swamp, Alexander's first reaction was that it was not a convent but a prison.

And after seeing the convent with his own eyes, he was even more convinced of this idea.

There is only one road from outside the marshland to the convent, which periodically appears and disappears with the tide that overflows into the marshland with the rising tide of the Dalville River in the distance.

Every once in a while, someone would take advantage of the appearance of the retreat road to bring all kinds of items needed by the monastery, and there were enough of them to support the nuns in the monastery the next time the tide receded and the road was revealed.

But even then, it is not safe to walk on the road at low tide without someone familiar with the road as a guide, and as for the way when the high tide is flooded, no one can walk close to the monastery unless it is rowing.

Of course, no one could escape from the monastery.

Alexander's luck was not bad, and when he was led by a guide sent by the Duke of Donbawi to Guadiyaze, it was just in time for the tide to recede.

So he got on a kind of "amphibious transporter", which was quite unique in the region, half carriage and half tugboat, and rushed to the virgin convent with a large number of goods to be delivered to the convent.

There was a thick fog in the swamp that seemed to never disperse, and the cries of crows could be heard from time to time in the blurred trees in the thick fog in the distance.

The large string of bells hanging from the carriage made a "jingling" sound, which is said to be due to the fear that some of the people in the group would get lost in the thick fog, and even if the tide has receded, those that are sometimes revealed and sometimes hidden under the mud and mud must be careful, otherwise you may get lost and fall into a deep swamp.

There was no other way out of the marsh to the convent than this one, and the convent, perched on a high ground in the marsh, looked from afar like a giant hidden in a thick fog, hidden in the depths of the swamp, which was always gray and foggy all year round.

The walls of large dark stones give the convent a gloomy look, and it is said that the nuns who were sent to the convent were only sent out after their deaths, while others were buried in the monastery's burial chamber even after they died, never to be seen again.

To Alexander's surprise, the door of this convent could not be opened, a large door lock directly cut off the road between the inside and outside, looking at the door lock that had completely rusted into an iron lump, Alexander felt that the guide's statement that the door of the convent had not been opened since the day it was closed was not nonsense.

Everything was transported by a couple of winch pulleys embedded in the wall, and Alexander, after identifying himself as a papal emissary, could only watch as baskets of grain and various goods were pulled up the wall by the winch, while he stood in an open space and waited patiently.

Alexander didn't know why Duke Donbawi had to go to such lengths to get the Vatican to recognize a nun's miracle, but the duke did surprise Alexander.

He didn't expect that Duke Donbawi knew Isabella not only more than other nobles of this era, but even more than him in some places.

If Alexander knew the purposes and means of the Castilian queen purely because he knew a little about Isabella's past, then Don Bavi saw through all her plans purely through the experience of dealing with Isabella over the years.

So when Don Bawi said that Isabella was a common enemy, Alexander was surprised at first, but then he listened to Don Bawi's analysis, and he had to admit that this duke was really a great and far-sighted person.

It's just that as Tang Bawei said, even if he sees through it, there is no way to deal with it.

Isabella took advantage of the enormous prestige gained after the expulsion of the Moors, and the hatred of the infidels from the bottom up for many years, to easily instigate a wave of religious fanaticism, against which no one could oppose or dare to oppose the terrible weapon of the Church to eradicate heresy as the will of the people.

Tang Bawi may be able to see through Isabella's true intentions, but he has no way to stop and resist, instead he has to face the challenges of using the church to infiltrate his territory and his power again and again, so as not to fall into the traps that have been laid for a long time.

And then until he felt that he could use one of the nuns in this convent to change all that?

Alexander wondered in his heart that when Don Bawi accurately told him that Isabella would not only use the ecclesiastical court to eradicate dissidents, but also take the opportunity to bring the church under the royal power, and then make the Iberian church completely become a tool for their husband and wife to rule the kingdom, Alexander could not but admire the duke's foresight.

In fact, the couple did just that, and although they did not end up like their English son-in-law, who simply established a separate state religion and became the head of the church, there is no doubt that in this era of the Great Schism in the late 15th and early 16th centuries, and in the Iberian Peninsula in the name of defending the faith, as did the English and the Protestant clique of the German aristocracy, there was also a divisive situation.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the Duke of Tang Bawi will reveal such a heart to himself, after all, in Tang Bawi's view, whether as the Duke of Rometesia or as the cheap son-in-law of Alexander VI, he and the Vatican are undoubtedly together.

"Is there anything special about that nun?" Alexander wondered to himself, of course he didn't believe in any prophecy revelations, so what made Tang Bawi take such a fancy to her?

An empty basket descended from the wall, and inside was a stone pressed against a wad of paper.

The convent apologized, but resolutely rejected Alexander's request to enter the convent, and they simply asked the messenger from Rome to write down the questions he was going to ask Sister Alfurt on these pieces of paper, and Sister Alfurt would naturally reply.

Alexander thought it was ridiculous at first, but then reluctantly accepted the suggestion.

He began to write down questions on the paper, many of them in the classic interrogations of the Church History Records devoted to the authenticity of miracles, and some of them full of logical contradictions and pitfalls that Alexander used to determine whether these so-called miracles made sense.

"Do you recognize the Trinity as one and not divisible sacred?"

"Do you confess being born and sanctified or are you confessing being sanctified by holiness?"

"Since God is the only and the creator of all the world, is the antichrist created by God......

A series of questions followed the rickety basket in, and after a long wait, the basket came down again with the sound of a squeaky winch.

Schell sat on a stone and watched the old man flip through the "exam questions" with great interest, he took a dry meatloaf from the food bag he carried, tore a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, then drank the black rum and swallowed it.

Compared to most Balkans, Schell was much more shrewd, not only with a flexible brain but also able to write and calculate, which made him once a famous figure in his hometown, even those landlords sometimes asked him to write all kinds of letters for them, which made Schell's family always proud of having a learned family member.

But even so, when he saw Alexander's questions, Schell felt like looking at the number of days, and some of them made him confused and plausible.

Now looking at the old man carefully looking at the quiz questions full of answers, Schell couldn't help but feel that the nun on the other side of the wall was really powerful.

Alexander seemed to look at the answers seriously, but he was not really interested in these things at all, and even when he saw that the other party had either deliberately avoided or simply deceived the past in a coincidental way on the questions that he had hidden all kinds of logical traps, he was only passing by, and did not want to confirm the nun's miraculous qualifications through these questions and answers.

He was concerned about the identity of Sister Alfurt.

But the big lock on the door of the convent seemed to tell him very clearly that it was impossible.

This somewhat intrigued Alexander, who knew the true purpose of the Virgin Convent, and that, in spite of all the years that had passed since its establishment, the Convent, which was supposed to be abandoned with the death of the mulattos of the early years, seemed to have been "thriving".

If the Castilian people were outraged by the large number of half-breeds who had just regained the lost land, they would have thought that those half-breed girls had been sent to this living grave to be imprisoned forever, then after nearly a century, who were imprisoned here?

Alexander couldn't help but look up at the walls of the monastery, only to see several figures shrinking back in a panic.

"Sir, they're nuns."

Schell, who was sitting not far away, had to lower his voice to remind, although he didn't want to admit it, but whenever he remembered his lord's hobbies and the fact that he was thinking about summoning the imperial official to his side not long ago, Schell felt that it was better to remind the duke a little.

Alexander glanced at Sher a little helplessly, he thought for a moment and wrote a few words on a piece of paper, and then shook the rope vigorously to make the basket rise.

This time the wait was a bit long, and Alexander had to sit on the stone with Schell and wait patiently until a window the size of a face opened on the door with a rusty lock.

"God forbid." A slightly older woman's voice came from the dim window.

"Be with the Lord." Alexander walked a short distance to the window, but was stopped by someone inside

"Your Excellency, you should be standing there."

"Where's Sister Alfurt?" Alexander asked in a low voice.

"My lord, although you are a messenger of the Vatican, Sister Alfurt cannot speak to you directly because she is receiving a revelation from God," said the woman inside, "You know that the nun is Christ and must remain pure in order to serve Christ. ”

"But it involves the authenticity of the miracle, and according to the Duke of Downbarvey, Sister Alfurt has shown a miracle that can be revealed from God, and he requires that this miracle must be presented to the Vatican, which must be verified by the papal emissary."

There was another silence, and the old nun inside seemed to ponder Alexander's words, and after a long time she spoke, "You can talk to Sister Alfurt, but you can't come any closer." ”

"Okay." Alexander nodded in agreement.

After a while, a voice from the dark part of the window came with a strange tone, which sounded as if it had been difficult not to speak for a long time, but Alexander could still hear that it was the voice of a young woman.

And somehow, Alexander thought it seemed like he had heard it, but he knew it was unlikely.

"Blessings be upon Allah."

"Nun, do you consider yourself religious?" Alexander asked.

"Yes, I am religious."

"Do you also think you have received a revelation from God?"

"It's a gift."

"But you're here, aren't you, we all know what this place is, you're here to atone for your sins, because your existence is sin, so tell me how you can get this kind of gift from God that ordinary people can't get?"

Alexander's voice was not high-pitched, and it was rather slow, but his words were suffocating, and even Schell, who was standing in the back, couldn't help but be surprised by the duke's merciless questioning.

"Also, since any vision can only be confirmed by divine means, then tell me, nun, how do you know that you have received a revelation from God and not a temptation from Satan, and that even Jesus Christ has been tempted incessantly, then tell me why the Duke of Don Bavi is so sure that what you tell him is the divine side?"

"For the Duke knows that I am pious, that my blood ennobles me, and that I have been inspired by God because I have this qualification." The nun at the window stumbled as she spoke with emotion: "Although you are from the Vatican, I cannot allow you to insult my blood. ”

The hurried sound was right by the window, perhaps because of the excitement, and a few fingers inadvertently grabbed at the window.

Alexander suddenly reached out and grabbed the hand.

An exclamation of surprise came from the other side of the window, and a face suddenly appeared in front of Alexander.

Looking at that familiar face, Alexander couldn't help but be stunned for an instant!

He finally knew why Sister Alfret's voice sounded so familiar, and she was in the convent again.

That face was exactly the same as that of Queen Maria of Portugal.

The only difference is that her skin is black.

(Tianjin)