Chapter 31: Execution!
Alexander does not have much of an impression of Barentia della Rovere.
He knew, however, that the woman was one of Giuliano della Roverere's three illegitimate daughters.
Unlike Alexander VI, although Rovelle also had several mistresses, but they did not have many children, except for Konstantin, his other children were daughters.
And because he was not as strong as Alexander VI had been, Rovere did not openly admit the children's relationship with him.
However, Konstantin suddenly mentioned his sister, which surprised Alexander.
Although unlike Oriental women, who had almost no status, the status of women was not very high throughout the long Middle Ages.
Although in many countries women can inherit titles, domains, and even thrones, the world belongs to men after all, so except for the strong of a few women like Queen Isabella of Castile, or a strong woman like Forlì's tigress Caterina Sforza, the vast majority of women spend their lives under the arrangement and wing of their fathers, brothers and husbands, and few can show something different.
Of course, the Luo Weire family is different from most families, they have a high status and great power, but even so, the purpose of girls to get better education and training is only to find them a good husband one day in the future, and the conditions for them to choose a husband often depend on whether it is in the interests of their father and brother or the whole family.
Therefore, even in a prominent family like the Luo Weire family, girls still have no status.
So when Konstantin said that it was up to his sister to decide whether or not to accept his offer, Alexander was a little surprised.
Alexander did not think that Constantine was making excuses, for he soon offered to relay the news to his sister Barentia della Rovere, and he was somewhat eager to suggest that Alexander should come to the villa again the next day, and that Barentia would talk to him about it at that time.
In this case, there is naturally no excuse.
This aroused Alexander's curiosity, thinking that it would be a woman who held the economic power of the Luo Weilei family, and Alexander couldn't help but be interested.
It was late when he returned to Marino Palace, but what moved Alexander was that as soon as the carriage stopped at the door, Sophia's shadow flashed out of the palace gate, looking at the girl who ran over despite the snow under his feet, Alexander couldn't help but open his arms, and then a hot body slammed into his arms.
Sophia looked up and gestured at Alexander with her hands almost unstoppable, and although most of the gestures couldn't make out what they meant, Alexander could still see that she seemed to be full of worry.
"Did something happen?" Alexander put his hands around Sophia's waist and hugged her upwards, and then let go of his hand a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but admit that even through a few layers of clothes, he could still feel the majesty of the girl in front of him and her age, especially since they met again, after Sophia ate too many sweets because of her greed, her small waist, which was still slightly immature, also got rid of her tenderness and began to develop towards fullness, so that it was inevitable to feel a kind of ape in her arms.
Nashan probably wouldn't object, Alexander quickly snapped this thought in his mind, and then looked at the old man who came out of Marino's palace after him.
"Last time the Frenchman named de Charlain sent a messenger to look for you, and Sophia waited for you, fearing that something would happen to you," Nashan shook her head at her daughter, and muttered to Alexander, "I think it's better for her not to stay here." β
Alexander immediately glanced at Nashan, he didn't want Sophia to worry about these things, whether it was for his safety or Nashan's decision to take her away, thinking that Sophia would be unhappy because of these things, he felt a little distressed.
"Don't worry, of course I'll be careful, this is Rome," Alexander whispered to Sophia, and after looking into the Marino Palace, he whispered to Nathan, "Do you know what the French are looking for me?" β
"It seems to be for the queen's business," Nashan blinked, "they said that the woman they had taken away, the queen's maid, had confessed that someone had given her a sum of money to make her internal response, and she didn't know who it was. β
Alexander sighed, in fact, he had already thought that no matter who attacked the Marino Palace, there would be no result, and even if it were not for the assassination of Joanna and the Archbishop of Frankfurt one after another, which made the situation of the most suspicious Frenchman extremely embarrassing, probably the French would not even send this news to themselves.
"It's really not peaceful in the city of Rome during this time," Nashan glanced at Alexander's daughter, "I have to help you save your life in order not to make Sophia sad, maybe I should train you well." β
Alexander smiled wryly, although Nashan was right, but he didn't think that learning a good sword technique would definitely work, especially as the use of firearms became more and more common, it was already difficult for Alexander to imagine what use a quick swordsman could be used in the future.
"What about the woman, did the French say what they were going to do with her?" Alexander asked.
"It seems that they are going to be beheaded," Nashan thought for a moment, "and they are also coming to you for this, and the French have said that they will carry out the execution tomorrow in the square of the town hall." β
"Tomorrow again?" Alexander couldn't help frowning slightly, he felt that these two things were really a bit of a coincidence, and they both had to go.
"Yes, they were going to cut off the woman's head in front of the Romans, haha," Nashan laughed sarcastically, "the French are going to make a lot of noise for such a woman, and if this were in Bohemia, the queen would have ordered the woman to be tied to a bolted horse outside and her head cut off." β
Alexander looked at Nashan's disdainful smile with some helplessness, and then had to admit that this era was indeed full of careless human life.
At least the woman didn't seem to have been tried in any way, but the French still had to cut off her head.
"Ah~" Sophia suddenly gestured twice, and then showed an excited look.
"You're going to see a beheading?"
Alexander was about to refuse, but Nashan had already exclaimed, "Then go and see that the woman deserves it." β
Seeing Alexander's surprised look, Nashan lowered his voice again and said, "You don't think Sophia doesn't know about us yet, you know, she saw that Carlo's stupid guy hiding money from the beginning, so my daughter should also get a share, shouldn't she?" β
Alexander looked at Nashan a little speechlessly, of course he didn't object to Nashan fighting for Sophia's share of the benefits that belonged to her, but thinking about it, let Sophia go to see and cut off people's heads, but it was a little awkward.
"Don't be such a mother-in-law, I sometimes wonder if you're a gentleman," Nashan patted Alexander on the shoulder, "now you have to think about how to make the most of that money." Believe me, I've already figured out how much of the dowry I'll leave for Sophia, except for what Sophia deserves, so be happy and wait for that woman to lose her head, and we'll be able to get the money out and get rich. β
Alexander nodded involuntarily, admitting that Nashan's words were right.
Whether the French were in a hurry to settle the matter or not, as long as the maid died, it would mean that the attack on the Marino Palace had a result, and he would be able to use the money smoothly.
After all, the wealth that he can't use is the same as if he doesn't have it, and he has more places to use it now.
Probably because she wanted to see the beheading, Sophia got up early the next day, and after urging the maid to wash, she hurried into Alexander's room.
To Sophia's surprise, Alexander had already dressed and was writing something at the table.
Seeing Sophia come in, Alexander put down the pen and stretched out his hand, and when the girl threw herself into his arms, looking at Sophia's lips as rosy as if they were stained with morning dew, Alexander couldn't help but lower his head and peck lightly on it.
"We need to get a good place early," as if deliberately trying to spoil the momentary warmth, Nashan's voice came from the door, "Don't rush to kiss me with my daughter, she's still a child." β
"Are you really going to let her see the beheading?" Alexander asked again, somewhat uncertain, as he still felt it was not a good idea.
"It's good for her to see this kind of thing sooner, don't look at her wandering around with the tribe before, but she hasn't seen anything really terrible, and she can't do it in the Bohemian palace in the future."
As soon as he heard that Nashan hadn't given up the idea of taking Sophia away, Alexander couldn't help but be a little annoyed, but seeing Sophia's inquiring expression, he could only temporarily divert the topic, but he secretly made up his mind that Nashan must not be allowed to continue to be so self-righteous.
The Roman City Hall is a large building built on the Capitodo Hill and has been handed down from ancient Roman times, although the Roman-style convention hall and the iconic triumphal arches on both sides have long since disappeared, but the famous large square building as the main hall has been retained and is still being renovated.
When they arrived, Alexander saw a wooden platform that had been erected on the town hall square, and there was a large wooden pier on the wooden platform, and even if they had not seen the prisoners, looking at the wooden platform could not help but make people feel very uncomfortable.
Although he thought he had arrived early, when he arrived at the square, Alexander saw that more people had already gathered in the square.
These men, both men and women, snatched what they thought were the best places to serve as stands, and some of the brave ones simply crowded in front of the execution table and looked up at the wooden platform, and then the guards standing on the stage poked their spears on the door of their heads, and planted themselves into the crowd to cause a burst of laughter.
Alexander's arrival caused a stir because they were recognized, and at this time, as the four pairs of doors of the town hall were opened at the same time, a group of French people came out of the town hall one after another.
The crowd was silent and then noisy, and all eyes were on the Frenchmen standing on the steps of the town hall, the most striking of which was de Charlon, dressed in black armor.
Scharren was not wearing a helmet today, so Alexander could see the scar on his face very clearly, and he could see the glowing eyes of Scharren as he looked at him more clearly.
More and more people gathered in the square, because they could not see clearly from a distance, some jumped on the railing, some stepped on the sculptures, and some simply climbed the scaffolding of the large bell tower that was being renovated opposite the town hall.
The people kept screaming, and the screams were getting louder and louder, and if you listened closely, you could hear them shouting, "Beheaded!" "Beheaded!"
The French had to send more guards to maintain order, and they surrounded the wooden platform to separate the crowd, and then an official with a paperwork in his hand walked up to the execution platform, and behind him was a large man with thick cowhide shoulders and a pair of fat linen trousers underneath, and he wore a tightly sealed crustskin hood on his head, and a terrifying gaze shot through two round holes.
Looking at the jet-black axe he was carrying, the crowd that was originally shouting couldn't help but suffocate slightly.
It is known that this man is the executioner.
However, when the officials opened the rolled-up notice and began to read it, the crowd immediately burst into boos when they heard the title of "ruler of Rome", but when the executioner walked up two steps to the edge of the platform, their voices were much quieter.
"Your king is merciful, but the offender must be punished, and only then can a true ruler be rewarded and punished, and this is the wisdom that God has given to the king," the official read aloud "So in the name of the powers and duties conferred by the king, the Count of Henri de Charlon, the governor of Rome, signed the following order......" The official paused and glanced at the already impatient crowd of people in the audience, and looked at the countless pairs of eyes that showed hunger and thirst, and he announced loudly, "Death sentence!" Beheading! β
"Oh~~"
There was a burst of shouts in the crowd, and everyone shouted as if they were boiling, and they seemed to have completely forgotten the Frenchman who was still on the poop just now, and the whirlwind of frenzy instantly drove away the winter cold, and everyone became excited.
And when the two soldiers came out of a small door in the town hall with Joanna's former maid, the shouts were louder than if they could break through the still leaden clouds overhead.
"This woman is very young."
"It looks pretty too."
"What did she do, and why did she cut off her head?"
"I heard that she was in cahoots with someone to murder her mistress and seek her money."
"That must be her lover."
"This kind of woman should be killed! Kill her, kill her! β
"Beheaded! Behead! β
The people shouted loudly, and on the way they were dragged all the way, some people began to pick up the black and dirty slush on the ground and threw it at the woman, some of them simply reached out and took the opportunity to pull the woman's hair that had been scattered, and the soldiers had to push to get out of the way, and when the woman was dragged to the execution table, people looked at her already limp body and frightened face that was about to deform, and a more violent cheer burst out from all around.
"Now let's give this woman one last mercy, and let her repent before she dies%......" the official shouted, but his voice was completely drowned out by the shouts of the audience, not even when the priest came up to the stage.
Alexander, who was standing in the crowd, frowned, not feeling uncomfortable with the crazy emotions of the people around him, but vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
The priest walked up to the execution table, stood in front of the woman, who was already completely stunned by despair, and stretched out his hand to her.
Alexander's discomfort intensified, and for some reason he vaguely felt as if something was about to happen, and then he felt his arm being slightly clenched.
Then he saw Nashan signaling something to him.
Looking along Sona's gaze, Alexander saw the back of the priest in the white robe.
In that moment, he knew where that discomfort was coming from!
At this moment, the priest had suddenly turned around, and as the wrist of his right hand shook, a sharp blade appeared in the wide sleeve, and with the cold light flashing, the sharp knife had instantly wiped the throat of the guard on the woman's left!
Before the screams could be heard from the guard's mouth, the executioner who was standing beside the official had suddenly turned around and swung his terrible axe, and with a dark light flashing in the air, the other guard had already been cut off from the platform!
The momentary change was so fast that it was only then that Alexander's warning sounded out.
There was a sudden chaos in the audience, people shouted frantically, and the French soldiers who surrounded the stage only realized what had happened.
But just as they turned around and were about to rush to the execution platform, a roar suddenly came from the bell tower opposite the town hall.
A large wicker basket was carried down the bell tower by a thick rope towards the wooden platform, and it was only then that a long rope was found between the bell tower and the top floor of the town hall.
"Go up!" The executioner wields an axe to cut down the nearest soldier while yelling at the woman struggling to get up.
The wicker basket flickered, and the woman and the priest swooped up almost at the same time!
The priest grabbed the wicker basket tightly with one hand and the woman with the other!
With just a little more force, they can jump in!
At that moment, a barely audible whistling pierced the air!
The priest's hand shook instantly, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a conical blade peeking out from the front of the woman's neck!
Then, he saw a girl with her arms raised in the crowd below!