When Ding Mu arrived at the Cathedral of Monreale, it was almost noon, and although he had not slept all night and had experienced so many things, he was always in a good mood because of his excitement.

Although Sofia was left behind by Gomez, Ding Mu was not very worried, he knew that Osborne would take care of Sophia, especially when he was sure that Osbez did not tell Gomez about Giorre Mordillo, he knew that the tailor should have a deeper mind than his sleek appearance.

Dingomez asked him to return to Alfonso as an undercover agent, and although he didn't like the errand, there was nothing he could do about it. Although there is a tailor to take care of her, if you want to rescue Sophia, you have to temporarily deal with Gomez.

The cathedral was unusually quiet, and before Dinmultron had passed through the corridor and approached the stacks, he saw Guillaume Ficher, an old man sitting on a wooden bench under the corridor, reading a book in his hand.

So much had happened the night before, that Ding Mu had almost forgotten about the pair of master and apprentice.

Although the Duke of Orleans is destined to become a great figure in history, when a person is faced with a life-and-death crisis, even the future king of France is no different from a passerby.

Seeing Ding Mu, the old man closed the book and stood up.

"I really didn't expect you to come," Ding Mu still saluted with one hand according to his habit, although he did it wrong before, it was an unintentional move, but now he had to do it deliberately, only in this way can others think that he is an outsider from afar, about the use of Molodi's identity, at least for now, the less people know about it, the better, especially on Alfonso's territory, "My lord, can I do anything for you?" ”

"There is indeed something," Fischer looked at Ding Mu with interest, although he was not sure whether Ding Mu had thoroughly known the identity of the Duke of Orleans, but he could not help but admit that the Duke had been tricked by this young Greek the night before, "The priest has allowed me to borrow the books in the Bishop's Palace, and I hope you can lead the way for me." ”

Ding Mu nodded, he heard Alfonso generously say yesterday that he could let Fischer read those books casually, which made Ding Mu feel a little strange, from Alfonso's attention to these books before, it seems that he shouldn't be such a generous person.

The two walked into the library, and Ding Mu noticed that a servant also followed, which made him more careful.

Although it is guessed that the Duke of Orleans would not be stupid enough to send someone to assassinate him in the Bishop's Palace, it would be bad if that man had a hot head and acted recklessly, after all, he even did such a thing as infiltrating the enemy country in disguise during the war, and it may not have been possible that he would not have done something even more outrageous.

Noticing Ding Mu's wary look, Fischer waved his hand to the servant and motioned for him to stand a little farther away.

"My pupil......" Ficher muttered a little as if to prepare for his words, and then continued, "he admires your courage to confess your mistakes to the priest yesterday, and thinks it is a commendable virtue, and you know that he values people of good character, and he feels a little guilty that you have to confide in the truth because of his presence," Fischer said, gesturing to a small leather bag that the servant had placed beside him before leaving, "this is his little compensation for you, and believe me it is not a reward, but the heart of a friend." ”

Ding Mu bowed down and lifted the leather bag, and then felt that his hand was sinking, and he didn't expect it to be very heavy.

"If you can come to Orleans one day, you will be better entertained," Ficher felt that the words were almost the same, although it was a bit of a fuss to ask him to come forward to appease the Greek himself, but Ficher knew very well how dangerous their situation was now, and since they could not get rid of this scourge in front of them, they had to buy him with money.

As for whether this young man will accept this money, Fiche is not worried, just from his behavior at the banquet yesterday, it can be seen that he should not be a foolish person.

"Please allow me to serve you," Ding Mu casually put the leather bag on the empty shelf next to him, and continued to walk with Fichet in the library, "Please bring me up if you have any needs, although I have just started working, but I have some impressions of the books here." ”

Fischer nodded, his indifference to the bag of things gave him a new understanding of the young man, at least this was a man who was very able to control himself and did not get carried away easily.

Perhaps, this young man could be of greater use, the thought flashed through Ficher's mind, although he was still far from trust, but if he was guaranteed to keep it a secret, Fiche did not mind using him.

The old man searched the shelves as he thought, and when his hand rested on a book on architecture, he slowly pulled it out.

It was a book written by the Normans who occupied Sicily in the early days, and although it was a bit old, the book was still well preserved, and Ding Mu noticed a long series of book corners hanging in the corners of the book, which he knew should have been left as a sign when someone had inquired about it.

"Palermo is a beautiful city, especially its cathedral, which is the pride of the Normans," Fischer flipped through the book, and then he asked as if by accident, "and have you heard of the priest's intention to move the Episcopal Palace to Palermo?" ”

Ding Mu was stunned, Fischer obviously wouldn't casually ask others about Alfonso, if that was likely to arouse suspicion from others, but asking him didn't have this concern, it was obvious that in the eyes of the French, Ding Mu and them were now grasshoppers on the same line.

Do you look like you're going undercover? Gomez is like this, and now the French are like this, Ding Mu is a little upset, but Ficher's words made his heart move slightly.

The Episcopal Palace of Palermo is not located in the city of Palermo, but has always been in Monreale, and there are many reasons for this, although it is said that the Cathedral of Monreale is older than the Cathedral of Palermo, but in reality it involves a struggle between the church and secular power.

The battle between Gomez and his predecessor Bishop of Palermo, although it ended with Gomez's drastic measures, is likely to continue with Alfonso's succession.

Especially after Gomez already knew that the previous assassination was related to Alfonso, even if the two were once close, it seems that nothing good will end now.

For Alfonso, Monreale was indeed not an ideal place to stay at the Bishop's Palace, after all, the previous bishop had been entrenched here for many years, and even a small choir boy could not guarantee that he had intimate contact with the former bishop, and in such a hostile place, Alfonso's life should not be very pleasant.

Palermo is different, not only can he establish his power there, but more importantly he can challenge the secular power in the future, and it is hard to believe that the priest will really want to help Gomez.

When these thoughts flashed quickly in Ding Mu's heart, he already knew what he had to do.

After last night's crisis, he has understood that in this era, his own strength alone will not play any role, and if he wants to survive in the cracks, he must have something to hold on to until one day he can break through the cracks.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I haven't heard of this," Ding Mu replied quietly, although Fiche had gradually revealed his intentions, but he didn't want to follow so quickly, "and this is not something I should be concerned about." ”

"If you are willing to care, you can come and tell me, I believe it will bring you greater benefits." Fischer said as he walked out the door, patting the leather bag on it, as if unintentionally, as he passed the row of empty shelves.

It wasn't until Ficher's figure slowly disappeared at the door that Ding Mu walked over and opened the buckle on the side of the bag to take a look, and the Eju who was full of leather bags flashed with a seductive golden light, which made Ding Mu's heart beat too.

Not because of the gold, but because of the meaning behind it.

Suddenly, Ding Mu remembered something and turned back to the bookshelf, he searched carefully, and finally slowly found something strange.

Although he had only just begun to sort them out, he remembered very well that the books were divided into different categories, so that although they had not yet been rigorously sorted out, they had become somewhat larger, so that the reader could quickly know what type of books he was dealing with as long as he stood here.

So Fischer didn't wander around like this, and as long as he thought about the book he had borrowed, which had been marked with many signs before, Ding Mu vaguely guessed that he didn't take the book at random.

So what did Ficher want to find in it?

Ding Mu couldn't stop patrolling along the bookshelf, but he couldn't find anything more for a while.

Just when he thought he might just be over-minded, a bookcase in the corner caught his attention.

This bookcase used to contain the keys and paper alchemy spells that had been hidden by him, and the previous bishop didn't seem to attach much importance to it, otherwise he wouldn't have put such an important thing in the library, and another set of exactly the same thing was so casually placed in the cabinet in the bishop's living room.

The key and the spell were kept secret, and Ding Mu knew that it would be terrible if he was discovered, but now that he thought about it, he had never forgotten what Kunto had said to him, especially since he knew that the assassination of Gomez was related to Alfonso, and he had already paid attention to everything around Alfonso.

Fischer took a book about the early architecture of Palermo, so did he really have no intention of discovering something from it?

And what exactly is the key and the spell for?

Ding Mu felt that his head hurt a little, he ran outside and stood by the pool to plop the cold water on his face, and as his mind gradually calmed down, he also began to seriously sort out the things that had happened to him so far.

From the time he left Saint Sebaon until now, he has been bumpy with the big and small things that are happening around him, and now he has reached a crossroads, or rather stands on the edge of a cliff, maybe from the moment he shouted to assassinate him, he made a wrong choice, but he does not regret it.

Ding Mu knew that he was unwilling to be lonely in his heart, and since this was the case, he had to pay the price for this unwillingness.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the person seemed to be about to walk through the hallway, but for some reason stopped, and then slowly approached.

Discomfort rose from Ding Mu's heart, this was because the person's footsteps were too slow, although he didn't deliberately hide the sound under his feet, it still gave people a feeling that he was slowly approaching.

It felt awkward, as if some animal was approaching.

Ding Mu turned around, although he tried to be as calm as possible, he still couldn't help showing surprise on his face, more of a frightened look.

Kunto!

Standing in front of him was the dead Kunto!