Chapter 42: The Eve of the Operation
There was good food, there was Tsepes to maneuver around, the atmosphere of the banquet was very harmonious, and nothing unpleasant happened.
Madame Maria, however, was watching Tsepes's every move, and she always felt that something was wrong.
The time came, on December 21, 1447 in the Julian calendar, and on this day, all the hands arrived at St. Mary's Church.
With the help of Bishop Mitte, all the soldiers settled down, and Arthur passed the message to Tepeche.
Staring out the window at the Sunset Tower, Cepes clenched his fists and told Arthur to follow his plan.
Over the next few days, the Swiss mercenaries and recruits made their final preparations until December 31, 1447.
Tomorrow is New Year's Day, the day at the beginning of the year set by Julius Caesar.
At the same time, tomorrow is also the day of the coronation of Tepes, and Wallachia is about to usher in a new beginning.
As the night wore on, Tsepeลก lay on his bed, feeling restless.
is about to usher in a life-and-death fight, and it is impossible for him not to be nervous.
In his previous life, I am afraid that only in the alley, when facing more than twenty killers, had similar feelings.
Dingdingding......
The sound of the metal knocker snapping suddenly sounded, and Cepes subconsciously sat up from the bed and stared at the door with blazing eyes.
He was terrified that a group of Ottomans would burst into the room and take him to Harvest Square to hang himself.
"Furla, have you slept, I want to talk to you."
Outside the door, Madame Maria's voice relaxed, easing Tsepes's tense nerves.
"Wait a minute, I'll open the door."
Tsepes put on his clothes, opened the door, and invited his mother in.
When Madame Maria came in, Tsepes turned and closed the door, and suddenly he felt something hard in the back of his heart.
A tingling sensation made him immediately determine what was pointing at him.
No, after all the hardships, the killers failed to kill me, the Ottomans failed to kill me, but they were killed by my own mother the night before I was about to succeed.
Tsepeshi was aggrieved in his heart, unwilling in his heart, such a no-table ending must not happen to him.
It can't end like this, absolutely not!
Tsepes roared in his heart, and at the same time said in a very confused tone:
"Mother, what are you doing here? You ......"
"You are not my son, don't call me mother!
I don't know what devilish tricks you used to become Fla like, but I'm sure you're not my son! โ
Madame Maria interrupted Tsepes, with the utmost affirmation.
She added a little more force to her wrist, and then continued:
"I have observed you for more than ten days, whether it is your living habits, or your speech and behavior, you and my little Fra are different.
Now, tell me, who are you, the Ottomans, or the damned church!? โ
"I'm little Furla!"
"Nope! You're not! Don't force me to kill you. I don't want to kill someone who looks so much like my little Fra. โ
"Mother, I really am your son!
People's personalities and habits change due to changes in the environment.
If you know what kind of life I've lived in the past three years, I'm sure you won't be surprised by my changes! โ
Tsepes had no truth to tell, and he could only try to convince Madame Maria with all his might.
The next moment, with a choked sob, he continued:
"At first, the Ottomans told me to watch them kill.
Then, they asked me to kill with them.
In the end, they watched me kill people and teased me for killing people like a......
They had let the dogs bite me, threw me into a tank full of blood and guts, and they smeared me with animal feces.
Mother, the former little Fra, has stayed with Osman forever! Stayed there forever! Never to come back......
If you still don't believe me, I can't help it, and there are even more unbearable things, even if you kill me, I can't say it. โ
Tears flowed down the corners of Tsepes's eyes, and he went from silently crying at the beginning to crying silently at the end.
The content of the words was not made up by Cepes, this is the truth, the real Cepes has experienced all this.
Of course, as for the ending, there are really no so-called more unbearable things.
This was added by him temporarily in order to survive.
If the previous rhetoric could not shake Lady Maria's thoughts, he would have made a trick and said that he had been abused by a dozen big men and a few bulls.
In front of his life, he should let go of his face or let it go, otherwise he will be stabbed to death by his mother, and his life and face will be gone.
Fortunately, things didn't go that far, and every time Tsepes said a word, the piercing feeling behind him weakened a point.
"When you were eight years old, you had a high fever and you were talking nonsense.
After your fever subsided, Mircea teased you with your nonsense, do you remember, what was said at the beginning? โ
Tsepes's emotional speech shook Madame Maria's initial firmness.
However, instead of trusting Cepes, she asked for secrets that only her own son knew.
Cepesz frowned, searching for memories in the original owner's brain, but he racked his brains and couldn't find any relevant fragments.
It stands to reason that it has only been eight years, and it is so iconic that it should not be easily forgotten.
He continued to try to recall that some similar bits and pieces appeared in his mind, but they still did not match the content of the question.
If he answers now, it has been too long to remember clearly, and it is estimated that Madame Mary will not give him another chance to change the question.
"Say! Immediate answers! โ
The tingling sensation in her back suddenly tightened, and Madame Maria's patience seemed to run out soon.
Damn, I can only fight this time, I hope things are the same as I think.
Tsepes gritted his teeth and spoke:
"Mom, you may be mistaken, it was Vladis who had a high fever and I laughed at him with Mircea.
Vladis said at the time that he wanted to eat pig manure, and he hated Mircea, so he specially found some and put them next to Vladys's bedside.
At that time, my father beat Mircia and told us not to mention this dirty thing again, which would be detrimental to our nobility. โ
Bang Dang......
The sound of metal falling to the ground sounded, and a short knife encrusted with gems slipped from Lady Mary's hand to the ground.
"Fola, I'm sorry for my little Fola, it's my mother's fault, it's my mother who misunderstood you. I shouldn't have agreed to send you to the Uthmans in the first place. โ
Madame Maria, holding Tsepes from behind, felt the wetness on her back indicating that she was in tears by this time.
"Mother, I don't blame you, only the damned Ottomans.
By the way, Mother, you mentioned the church earlier, how do you think that the church will send someone to impersonate me? โ
"Because your father and brother were killed by the church."
Lady Maria's answer was suddenly startled by Cepes, and he immediately continued to ask:
"How do you know? Did someone tell you, or did you do some kind of research? โ
"No one told me, and I didn't do any research, because it could only be the church.
Your father's guards are loyal warriors, and they can't have problems, but in the end, they have problems.
The temptation of money can't impress them, and the most cruel threats can't scare them.
Then the only way for them to kill your father is faith. โ
Listening to Madame Maria's analysis, Tsepes's scalp was numb, and with such a strong logical ability, it was no wonder that he would think that he was an impostor.
Fortunately, the acting skills are online, and the right choice is made in the questioning session, which can be fooled.
Tsepes did not dare to be careless, he thought for a moment and said:
"I confirmed the Church by other means, and then I made an agreement with Apaca.
I'm sorry for my mother, I'm afraid that in a short time, there will be no way to avenge my father and brother. โ
"Child, I didn't expect revenge, otherwise I wouldn't have fled to Moldova in a hurry with your younger brothers and sisters.
I know you're going to make a big move next, do what you think, and I'll always have your back. โ
This brilliant and wise lady once again frightened Cepes, and before her there seemed to be no secret to speak of.
He wanted to ask how the other person knew.
But before she could speak, Madame Mary went to the door, opened it and left the room.
Then she poked her head back and whispered:
"Your little girlfriend is not a good actor, don't worry, no one knows except me."
The door closed slightly, and Cepes wiped a cold sweat, and he must be more careful when acting in the future.