The residence of Count Modillo of Naples is known as Tuylan Palace.

The palace has been the talk of the town in Neapolitans since its completion, and in addition to its unique mix of land and water, Tuylan is best known for its two bronze gates, which are definitely artistic treasures.

The two bronze gates are three meters high, and one has to raise his head completely to see the picture of the resurrection of Christ carved in marble on the lintel, while the bronze door leaf is carved in relief and concave to occupy the entire position of the two doors.

There was a lot of thought about how many figures were depicted on these two doors, but the results were surprising, because ten people had almost ten answers, and more people had more answers, which made the bronze gates of Palazzo Tuilan a long-standing topic in Naples.

Perhaps because of the heaviness, or simply the belief that such a masterpiece of art needs more respect, these two doors are readily not opened.

In addition to the monthly prayer days and major festivals, the main door of the Tuylan Palace is always tightly closed, and the last time it was opened was the day the king returned to Naples.

The previous opening was the day King Charles VI of France entered Naples.

Modillo is a very good person, which makes him seem popular everywhere, but it is because of this that he has also become a very controversial figure.

The relationship with the French king during the French occupation of Naples was the reason why Modillo was criticized by many, and some of the nobles who had fled had expressed their reluctance to associate with Modillo, but many more remained silent.

Even among the people of Naples, the perception of Modillo is different.

Some believe that Modillo was a sinner who betrayed and betrayed Naples, while others believe that it was because of Modiglo's good offices and efforts that the safety of the city and the people of Naples was guaranteed during the occupation by the French.

This made the Count of Naples a controversial and seemingly complex man.

However, no matter how it was viewed, when the two bronze doors of the Duylan Palace were opened, and Modillo announced that a grand banquet was going to be held, the Neapolitans, both nobles and commoners, were excited.

When Alexander, dressed in a "popular brand" costume, walked out of the lookout post, he saw a lively scene on the street.

Many people walked out of their homes, whether they were husbands and wives, fathers and sons, brothers or lovers, people happily walked in one direction, and the closer they got to the Tuilan Palace, the more crowds gathered.

Then Alexander realized that these people were actually attending Modillo's banquet tonight.

"The nobility has the pleasures of the aristocracy, but we also have our own pleasures," cried a man who had come from the tavern with them, "while the old men ate the freshly slaughtered beef, we ate the cured meat that had been stored for a long time outside, they drank wine, we drank ouzo, and then we all danced together in the square, which is what the Neapolitans loved." ”

Looking at the excitement of the people around him, Alexander understood a little bit at this time, Naples, or these city-states on the mainland, were different from Sicily.

Sicily was different from the rest of the continent, warm but more conservative, and the family concept was so strong that it almost excluded all outsiders.

These Alexander himself felt deeply, at least he was driven out, and if he had been a Sicilian, the situation would have been a little different.

And over the years, first of France and then of the Aragonese royal family, Sicily has become more hierarchical than anywhere else.

The other city-states on the continent were different, because of their close contact with each other, and because they were more affected by the ideas of this era than anywhere else, even in a country like Naples, which was also ruled by the Aragonese royal family, the sense of equality was stronger than that of Sicily.

What about Milan, Venice, and Florence, which is arguably the most dynamic of the era, what will it look like?

Alexander's heart throbbed slightly, he felt as if he had really approached this era, looking at the ordinary people passing by, he suddenly had an urge to eagerly touch and understand this era.

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, and then saw from a distance that the bronze gate of the Tuilan Palace was indeed completely open.

There is always an insurmountable gap between the aristocracy and the commoners, the rich and the poor, no matter how enlightened the aristocracy or the benevolent rich are, they can show their generosity without hesitation, but they will not really be on an equal footing with the common people after all.

Therefore, the vast majority of people can only stay outside the two bronze gates that isolate their identities amid the sound of praise, and only a few people can calmly pass through the arched portico made of marble and enter the ingenious palace.

In fact, if it were in Venice, the Tuylan Palace would not seem very special, close to the people of that city, the window is next to the water, and going out to take a boat is the most common thing, but for the Neapolitans, this way of building a house on the water is still somewhat interesting.

However, the larger part of Tuylan Palace is built on the ground, especially the long and winding corridor that follows the river to the left of the palace, which can be said to be the palace's proudest building.

Alexander is now walking down this promenade.

Although it is still very early, but because of the lush gardens on both sides, the whole corridor has a kind of winding path and quiet artistic conception, walking in it will make people quickly forget the heat and irritability of midsummer, listening to the intermittent buzzing, Alexander felt a rare refreshment and comfort.

Alexander didn't think about what the banquet would be like at this time, but when he saw the large tables full of meat, with thick juice flowing from almost every dish, he felt that he had no appetite anymore.

When God knows what the magnificent wild boars, wild deer and peacocks filled their hollowed out bellies with colorful things, God knows what they are, Alexander is very aware of the current affairs and chooses to retreat.

However, it cannot be denied that Modillo at the banquet is the king of this banquet kingdom, and the count in the red robe even wears a crown that he rarely wears today, holding the scepter in one hand, and grabbing the meat on the plate in front of him with the other hand and taking a bite of it comfortably.

Modillo asked him to bring a full-body armor that looked quite gorgeous, the armor was supported by a humanoid wooden frame, and looking at the armor in front of him, although he had not yet put it on, he calmly pulled out his sword, and then stabbed the sword into the thin hole in the mask!

Then there was the gap between the breastplate and the armplate, the gap between the upper and lower shins, and finally as the tip of the sword trembled, in the midst of the exclamations of the people, Modillo directly picked up the lower end of the helmet with his long sword, and then stabbed the sword directly into the throat that had been exposed.

Alexander had been watching Modillo's movements carefully, and even though he didn't know much about this Western-style swordsmanship, he couldn't help but admit that the count's technique surprised and even surprised.

All along, all kinds of rumors heard from many people made Alexander think that Mordillo should be a person who likes to play tricks and has long sleeves and is good at dancing, but he is not easy to be impulsive and reckless, but now seeing his skillful swordsmanship, Alexander has to seriously consider what kind of person this is.

If he didn't have a heart ready to go into battle at any time, even if he was interested in swordsmanship, he wouldn't be as good as he did, and Alexander had a feeling that the count's hands just now were by no means bells and whistles, but were indeed used to kill.

Thinking about the rumors about him, Alexander felt that Modillo was really unpredictable.

And Alexander soon discovered that many of the guests who came to the banquet were clearly not purely for the sake of appetite, and although the delicacies on the table were mouth-watering, it was clear that the people were more concerned with the Count himself.

There were always people standing up and shouting a toast in honor of the Count, and each time there was a fierce response, which made Alexander gradually realize that these people should be nobles close to the Modillo family.

Modillo's sudden announcement of this banquet also seemed to show someone his great influence on Naples.

So to whom is he going to demonstrate?

Alexander walked down the corridor and wondered.

The three most powerful men in Naples, with the exception of Uncle Frederick, whom he had already met.

Alexander felt that there was nothing to say about King Ferdinand, and he decided to accept the olive branch from Josurnan, because he thought that the young king, although he would soon hang up, would still be of some use to him before he died.

At least according to various rumors, the king is facing great pressure from his uncle, and accepting the king's kindness at this time will allow him to get closer to the rulers of Naples.

But Ferdinand's performance made Alexander understand that he had chosen the worst man.

Judging by the king's bizarre actions, the insane genetics that had been hidden in the blood of this family would soon destroy him completely.

But thinking of Mordillo, Alexander couldn't help but shake his head, he felt that he couldn't see through his "uncle".

Because of this, he did not dare to rashly use the name Giore Mordillo.

A cool breeze blew through the trees, smelling the scent of grass, and Alexander walked slowly along the promenade.

Alexander knew that there should be a large courtyard at the end of the corridor, not as he remembered it, but from the chatter of some Neapolitans.

The Neapolitans talk about this compound because it belongs to one person.

The younger sister of Count Salon Mordillo, George Anne Mordillo.

Alexander stood in the corridor and looked at the palace looming in the distance, wondering if he should find an opportunity to investigate, when he saw a figure that flew out of the bushes next to him like a rabbit.

The man was running so fast that he couldn't hold back his momentum when he saw Alexander, and with a cry of surprise, the man was already running headlong into him.

With this sudden thump, the back of Alexander's head hit the pillar behind him.

Before he passed out, he saw blonde hair that shone like gold in the sun.