Friendship can sometimes make people stick a knife in the ribs of a friend, and loyalty can make people angry.

Alexander didn't know how much friendship Massimo had with Bruni, but the monk did get him into trouble this time.

It seems that he also knows very well that this time the trouble is not small, and it is rare for Massimo to be very quiet along the way, he peeks at Alexander from time to time, and sees that he is always calm after losing his temper once, Massimo is a little relieved at first, and then his heart is up and down.

Alexander knew very well that the monk next to him was fidgeting, but he did not want to comfort him, thinking of the good deeds that this daring fellow had done, and Alexander felt that if he did not strike him in time, he might get himself into more trouble in the future.

Alexander actually had some ideas about what Mahimo should do with him in the future, but so far it was only a vague shadow, and even some things were a bit absurd, so he didn't want to let Massimo know too soon, so that he would either make a fuss or simply scare away.

The checks in the streets were much more relaxed than before, and the guards had been withdrawn in many places, but Alexander knew that it was only a semblance of calm.

Although the French were driven away, there were still many Neapolitan nobles who stayed behind and did not flee, and the representative of them was naturally Modillo.

Therefore, in the city of Naples, although the pro-French faction is not as powerful as the restored royal family and aristocracy, it is still a force to be reckoned with.

Now that a Florentine from a professed French supporter had killed the Aragonese emissary, and many people had seen this man visit Modillo's Tuylan Palace before, this reason alone was enough for the nobles to make all kinds of accusations against Modillo, and even Modillo instructed that man to kill Gondoza.

As soon as the Count falls, it will be followed by a purge and repression of all pro-French factions, or rather, the Modillo faction.

Alexander believed that both Frederick and the king himself had been eager to try, but they lacked an excuse because they had not found the Florentine.

So the closer he got to Tuylan Palace, the more guards there were on the street, Alexander was not surprised.

He even felt that the reason why Uncle Wang hadn't done anything to Modillo until now might just be that he wasn't ready.

Alexander saw the two famous bronze gates of the Tuylan Palace from afar, and he was a little surprised that the two bronze doors were completely open at this time, and the eye-catching carvings on the tall lintels could be seen from a distance, and a series of carved marble figures on the top of the doors, composed of large and small figures, looked unusually solemn and solemn, and the entire porch was shrouded in the tranquility of the afternoon sun, which made people stand in front of them and could not help but be in awe.

There was not a single guard on either side at the gates of the Tuylan Palace, and the whole open gate was quiet, seemingly undefended city, ready to welcome the conqueror as its master.

But the more this happens, the more weird it becomes, and the two open doors are so calm that one can't help but wonder if something will rush out of them the next moment.

As Alexander walked through the towering portico, he could detect faint glances in the surrounding streets, alleys, and closed houses, which he believed to be the king or his uncle, who had not yet seen Duke Frederick, but that did not prevent him from judging the uncle.

Alexander was not very impressed by the duke who would soon succeed his nephew to the throne, but he knew that the good life of the duke would not be long in coming, and he would soon find that the Aragonese, whom he regarded as liberators and loyal allies, were not much better than the French.

As he had not come to visit the Count, Alexander walked through the long corridor surrounded by greenery on both sides towards George Anne's palace, and as he passed by the place where he had previously clashed with Alfred, he was surprised to see the man he was looking for today, holding a bow and arrow at a target not far away.

The corridor was not wide, but it probably allowed four people to walk side by side, with Miss Kosa Cosenza standing on the left and the target under a pillar on the right.

But even at such a close distance, looking at the neat and tidy target, and then at the arrows scattered on the ground and even a vine not far behind the countess, Alexander stopped at a distance, and then quietly took two steps back.

He wanted to persuade Miss Count, who seemed to be in a bad mood because of her repeated ejaculations, to make her understand that not everyone in this world could have this kind of shooting talent like a girl named "Sophia", but the sudden loss at the thought of Sophia made him lose interest.

These days he asked Ulliu to go to the docks every day to inquire about the whereabouts of the boat and Sophia, and although the news he might hear might be terrible or even cruel, he never gave up.

But while the disappearance of a boat has indeed attracted attention, there has been no news about the boat and the whereabouts of its people, and no one has ever heard of anything related to it, as if the boat and its people had disappeared out of thin air.

Alexander didn't know whether to worry or be relieved, although the saying that no news is good news was not reasonable, but it gave some hope to people.

Miss Cosenza raised her hunting bow again, because of the force, the golden sheath on her arm that clenched the bow and arrow held up the skin exposed beyond the sleeveless long skirt slightly, and the breeze blew, and the blonde hair tied behind her head by a headband fluttered, and she stared earnestly at the target a few steps away, her lake-blue eyes and straight nose looked unusually focused.

At this time, Zhisa Cosenza was like a forest huntress who came out of the world of Greek mythology.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, the arrow was far away from the target, and she didn't know where it flew in the woods.

"It's a shame," Shosha glanced at Alexander, who was standing far away and now seemed to be about to retreat, and threw the hunting bow to the ground in a huff, "Maybe I'm only fit to stand in front of the easel and pose, rather than really fiddling with these things, but my painter has painted several of them, but none of them have satisfied me." ”

"Maybe it's the artist's skills that are wrong, but you're actually charming like this." Alexander regretted a little after speaking, this was his 'sister', but he couldn't help but admit that he was indeed a little fascinated when he saw the demeanor of Jisha when he bent his bow and arrows, and even vaguely felt that this scene looked a little familiar, as if he had seen the amazing scene just now in a certain painting.

"Are you trying to sarcastically mock my archery?" Josha's face sank slightly, and she looked at Alexander unhappily.

"Of course not," explained Alexander, who was still interested in finding a way to ask the countess to take him to her territory in Cosenza, so that he could take the opportunity to send Bruni out of Naples, "I just say that if you are only going to have a portrait of you, then you are now enough to please the most demanding masters, but if you want to learn a skill of self-defense, I suggest that it is more convenient for you to learn how to use a firearm." Seeing Miss Cosenza's puzzled face, he continued, "I have seen a young lady younger than you use a firearm instead of a bow or a knife in times of danger, and in doing so, she has saved not only herself but also her family. ”

At this point, Alexander couldn't help but remember that he had seen the daughter of the palace lady on the night of the bloodstain, and although the girl was of a mediocre appearance and had not seen her since that day, she made a deep impression on him.

"You seem to have some truth in what you say," Tsusha pondered for a moment and nodded, "I've seen my uncle hunt with firearms, and although those weapons look clumsy and smell bad, they are not the same as using a bow and arrow. ”

"Actually, firearms can be made less clumsy," Alexander thought for a moment, and felt that since he wanted to get the young lady's favor at least, and he didn't think she would really be interested in such a thing, so he said carefully, "For example, it is not necessary to use a fire rope to light gunpowder, it is too time-consuming and easy to cause burns, and it may be much better if you make a little improvement." ”

"Oh, do you make arquebuses?" "Aren't these made by craftsmen or people who like strange things, I know of a man in Florence, who is very clever and can be said to be a genius, who can draw and seems to make a lot of interesting things." I've seen someone bring a machine from Florence that he made to squeeze fruit, and just by gently shaking one of the handles on it, it can exert a lot of force to crush nuts that are not normally cut with a knife. ”

"You're not going to tell me this man's name is Leonardo da Vinci." Seeing that the Countess was in high spirits, Alexander muttered under his breath, he did not expect this young lady to be so interested in these matters that he did not even have a chance to speak.

Jossa didn't seem to notice Alexander's casual expression, gesturing as she walked, as if all her attention was drawn to the subject.

"Then what can you make, let me see," said Josha, pausing in front of her mother's house, "if you need anything, I can't wait to see the new things." ”

"Miss, we're not talking about a fun toy, but a tool for killing, so let's talk about something else, or I'm afraid your mother might just kick me out."

Alexander felt compelled to close the conversation, not only because he wanted to get down to business, but also because he felt that the modification of firearms had to be done with caution, especially since he had not yet mastered an army himself, and it was impossible for him to reveal ideas that would lead to major changes.

"My mother," said Jossa with a strange smile, "if you think she's going to kick you away for something like this, you're wrong, I don't think she's in the mood to care about me right now," Josa said as she suddenly took Alexander's hand, bent down and walked along the ramp at the edge of the house, and when she came to a window, she gestured to Alexander, motioning for him to straighten up quietly.

Alexander looked curiously into the window, and when he saw the two naked bodies that were tightly entangled and tumbling together on the large bed in the room, he opened his mouth in astonishment, turned around and sat under the window side by side with his back against the window.

The faint screams in the room made Alexander's head sweat, although it was not his mother, and he had not even had a chance to declare it his "mother" until now, but a future son saw his mother doing this kind of thing with a man, which made Alexander really feel sick that he had eaten something dirty.

Alexander was wise enough not to ask if the man in the house was her father, the Count of Cosenza, as long as he thought about it, he knew that it was unlikely, not to mention that although it was only a glance, he could still see that it should be a young man, at least after entering the door, he had not heard the servants say that the Count of Cosenza had come to his brother-in-law's house.

"That man is the son of a friend of mine," said Tsusha unconcernedly, "he fell madly in love with my mother at first sight, and she seems to like him quite a bit, although I know that she has several lovers, but I think that with her infatuation with this man, at least he should be alone at my uncle's house." ”

Alexander nodded speechlessly, he felt that it was not appropriate to say anything at this time, thinking that he might become a mother and son with this woman, he felt that the future might be a little difficult.

"Are you also fascinated by my mother?"

Alexander's words startled Alexander, and he had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by a woman's irrepressible shout from the window, which made Alexander think that Miss Cosenza was not looking at him correctly.

"It's a good thing you're not charmed, or I'd have advised you to give up," said Tsusa, unfazed by what was going on in the house, she stood up and patted her clothes on the dirt, and walked back along the slope as she said, "She likes men who are strong and even torment her, and you are beautiful but obviously not the kind she likes." ”

Alexander was completely speechless at this time, he felt that this trip was a mistake, and just as he was about to say goodbye and look for another opportunity, Jisha, who had already walked to the door, suddenly turned to him and asked, "What are you doing with me?" ”

After speaking, she looked at Alexander's face, and at the same time raised her hand and knocked on the courtyard door beside her!

The door was open, and a maid stood in the doorway, disheveled, slightly panicked, and in the shadow of the doorway behind her, a man was scrambling to pack his clothes.

"Get dressed."

As she spoke, she walked past the maid and stopped in the courtyard in the middle of the courtyard.

At this moment, a door opened on the right side of the courtyard, and Giorgio Anne, the Countess of Cosenza, appeared in the doorway, wearing a long cloak.

From her smooth arms and bare feet, which loomed through the gaps in her cloak, Alexander guessed that she was wearing nothing underneath.

When she saw her daughter, the countess showed no surprise, but when she saw Alexander, she gathered her cloak slightly.

"Mom, get your lover out of my house." Miss Cosenza said to her mother from afar.

Lady George Anne's dark golden eyebrows were raised upward, then slowly stepped aside.

A young man came out of the room, clutching a wide belt with a scabbard in his hand, and when he saw Jisha standing in the middle of the courtyard, the young man slowed down and looked at her greedily with a pair of eyes.

"Get out of here!"

Lady George Anne suddenly cried out, and she pushed the young man angrily.

"You are not allowed to come here again in the future, so hurry up now."

"Madame, have I done anything wrong, please tell me if I have done something wrong."

The young man looked stunned, he didn't understand why the noble lady who had been affectionate just now suddenly changed her face, and what he wanted to say, but he had already been blasted out by the servants called by the angry Lady George Anne.

Until the courtyard door closed, Jisha, who had been watching this scene, walked over, picked up her mother's face, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Mom, I don't need you like this, you know I can protect myself."

"How can you protect yourself, Tsusha," said Madame with some excitement, "Men are always unguardable, believe me, if I can't protect you, even your father and uncle can't protect you." ”

Lady George Anne looked warily at Alexander in the distance as she spoke, and when he approached to see his face, a hint of unease appeared on Lady George Anne's face, which had faded from the previous flush of pleasure.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?"

Looking at her mother's face that didn't seem to be very good, Jisha asked with concern.

"It's nothing, just a little tired," Lady George Anne wrapped her cloak tightly, her dark golden eyebrows slightly raised, and a pair of blue eyes similar to her daughter looked at the young man in front of her.

"You are the messenger of Sicily?"

Because he was standing very close, Alexander really saw the face of his "future mother" this time.

To Alexander's relief, Lady George Anne's hair was a dark gold color similar to his, which at least made his rather conspicuous red hair less obtrusive.

"Yes ma'am, I am Alexandre Juliant Gombray of Sicily." Alexander bowed slightly, "I beg your pardon for my previous rudeness to you and the Countess. ”

George Anne shook her head slowly, she just looked at the young man in front of her in silence, as if she didn't know what to say for a while.

Miss Cosenza frowned, she had said that her mother would not be interested in Alexander, and she did, but now her mother's appearance made her less sure.

Although she had just met the Sicilian envoy, she felt that this man was at least not as annoying as other men, and although she did not know why her mother asked her to inquire about the origin of this man, she did not want this young man who seemed to be quite pleasant to the eye to become her mother's next prey.

"Now can you tell me what's the matter with me?" Miss Cosenza asked aloud with a deliberate raised voice.

"That's right," said Alexander, smiling at George Anne before turning to Miss Cosenza, "I have heard that your father's domain, Cosenza, has the largest hunting ground in Naples, and I think you already know that I have some special interests in firearms, so I ask that you allow me to go to your territory for some experiments." ”

"Experiments?" Miss Kosenza immediately became interested in what had been just a change of subject, and she took a few steps forward and extended her hand to Alexander, "Of course you can go to my father's territory, and if there is anything special, I hope to be the first to see it." ”

Without waiting for Lady Georges-Anne to object, she took Alexander's hand and ran to her room.

"Here, I'm going to show you what's in my room, some of it is really fun."

Alexander, who was being pulled, reluctantly turned back and nodded to Lady George Anne in apology, and then he saw that Lady was already pale in her already uneasy face.