"And after that? Tell people that these unfortunate people met bandits on the road? Ralph asked, wiping the blood from the knife.

"There is no need for this," said Giulio, "to burn them and throw them into the Sergio River." ”

Ralph bowed his head and drew a cross: "The same goes for the priests?" ”

"It's the same." Giulio said. In exchange for a staggering gesture from the old mercenary, the strange feeling arose again, the venerable archbishop never seemed to care about the identity and faith of the enemy, and asked him to say that as long as he was not dealing with a pagan, if the situation permitted, the general people would allow the dying to pray for the end, and Ralph escaped his life from many righteous knights by virtue of this - even if the mercenaries were always regarded as a bunch of ungodly fellows, there were a few priests here, and the Dominican friars, who will soon become the presiding judge of the Lucca Inquisition, but they are also treated equally.

"This guy must have taken a lot of firewood to burn." A "monk" approached and toed Kramer's massive body open on tiptoe, then leaned down and began to grope for his contents, which Ralph at first thought were searching for loot, but then saw them walk up to Julio one by one and throw the findings—most of them jewels, amulets, and reliquaries—in a bag that could not be easily burned by fire.

Giulio also noticed Ralph: "Ralph," he said, "put what you got in this bag and I'll compensate you three times as much." ”

"That's a good idea." Ralph said, dropping the golden cross he had torn from the necks of the two priests in a bag. Then he looked at the bag, then at Giulio, "You mean to say that nothing happened, did you?" ”

Giulio looked at him quietly: "What happened on the Boulevard Franzizina, how do we know?" We don't know anything, look, I haven't even been notified of the change of presiding judge of the Inquisition of Lucca. ”

The old mercenary grinned and stepped aside. The Medici summoned him alone, and he didn't recognize any of the "monks" around him, and Ralph couldn't help but guess their true identities, because he found that these fellows didn't have much respect for the priests, and they not only stripped them of their robes, but when they carried them to the wasteland by the avenue, they were like grabbing a pig or a sheep, and they cut them into pieces to ensure that the corpses could be burned as quickly and completely as possible—a clean and neat way that even an old bastard like Ralph could not help but feel cold. Glancing at his new master again, he was almost sure that this was also a warning to himself, and he swore that he had not yet had time to betray the Medici to anyone—he raised his hat to the archbishop and stepped aside to help the "monks" with the rest of their work.

"Why did you keep such a person around?" Ezio asked in a low voice.

"Because there are some things I don't want you to do." Giulio replied in a low voice.

"He's dangerous." Morality, only looking at money is a common characteristic of Italian mercenaries, they are often hired by a person, but because the enemy offers a higher price and turn to their original master, not to mention when they lose on the battlefield, they either surrender or flee, and even if they don't, they rarely fight seriously, only plunder, rape and slaughter can make them excited, so they are often compared to vultures and hunting dogs.

"I don't need his loyalty." Giulio said, "As a pawn, as long as he lands where he should be, as for what he thinks in his heart, the threat of death is more obedient to him than to buy him with money, and I won't hire him for long, as long as it ......" He paused, took Ezio's hand, and did not continue, "Don't worry, I know what to do." ”

"Speaking of which," said Ezio, "there is one more person whom I would like you to be cautious about. ”

"Please."

"Machiavelli." Ezio noticed Giulio's puzzled look: "Of course, he is a trustworthy companion, but Giulio, I find that his thinking is too extreme - many of his perceptions are wrong, but they sound high-sounding and reasonable, you are still a young man, Giulio, I hope you can make accurate choices and not be influenced by him." If not, then let him go back to Florence. ”

"Ah......" Giulio smiled kindly, "I see, you're ...... Today's action, so fearing that I will be shaken by Machivellia, no, I can swear to my mother's soul, it is entirely out of my own will. ”

Perhaps the only one who can make the same judgment as him is Lucrecia. Borgia, whose battle today may seem reckless, has solved a series of problems that will arise later - Lucleia writes the secret letter on silk and sends it to Constena, despite the suspicions, and entrusts her to dedicate it to Lucca's Virgin (thanks to Constanna here), that is, guessing that if Brother Kramer enters Lucca, Giulio's situation will become very passive.

Perhaps Luca's great family will be moved by that slippery tongue, or there will be ignorant commoners who will be instigated by the presiding judge of the Inquisition, or, as Alexander VI always practiced, Kramer will rush to the Basilica of San Marino as soon as he arrives in Lucca, and he will be arrested and imprisoned without any charge or fabrication, and then they will have the final say.

Julio. If the Medici had only begun to resist or flee at that time, it would not have been easy in a vigilant and vigilant Lucca, not to mention that as a Florentine, if he and his entourage hurt or killed a Lucca, he would have to face an entire city of enemies.

If Brother Kramer had been wiser, he might have done it for him, but the irrefutable Giulio might have followed in the footsteps of Salviati, the Archbishop of Pisa, who had intervened in the Florentine Paci rebellion in 1478 and was hanged naked from the bell tower, and Giulio did not feel that he was an exception.

Ezio had clearly thought of this, and his expression relaxed, although it seemed reckless, such a quick and slashing solution would make it easier to see when the situation was unclear.

They were left with only Ralph and two other "friars" to oversee the fire, and it was not easy to burn so many people, Ralph endured the smell of smell and incense, and sighed that it was no wonder that the adult had prepared so much grease and firewood - he thought that he would also have to light a few burns at the stake for the upcoming feast of the Immaculate Conception, although it was not bad now, Heinrich. Kramer burned so many people, he himself should be burned.

The flames and black smoke from the burning of the corpses rose to a high place, and some people saw it, but both the merchants and the pilgrims wisely stopped and did not go any further, so what about a day's delay? Don't run into the devil to be deadly.

"But Borgia must be furious." Ezio said they didn't need evidence to execute Kramer and his minions, and neither did the Pope, "I have to go." ”

"Please be careful." Giulio said that Rome is no less than a powder keg today.

Ezio smiled, making Giulio a "goodbye" gesture common among Assassins, and leaped into the darkness.

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A cacophony of broken porcelain came from the Pope's bedroom, and Duarte paused as he clenched the letter from Lucca.

He thought for a moment, folded the parchment and stuffed it into his pocket, the Pope's temper had become more and more strange lately, moodiness was even more common, the calmness and wisdom of his early years seemed to have flown out of his brain, even his once most beloved daughter Lucretia was rebuked by him (just yesterday), even if Duarte had always been trusted by the Pope, he did not want to add fuel to the fire when the Pope was angry.

Moreover, it was not a big deal, one less Kramer, more than the Dominican Hound still driven by the Pope.

And just as he was about to turn back, the door of the pope's bedroom opened, and he cautiously approached the door, and saw Pope Alexander VI waving his hands in anger, his eyes full of hatred and helplessness, and he was ready to send the letter if the Holy Father asked him what had happened, but Alexander VI did not, he glanced at Duarte, "Go and send a hundred thousand gold ducats to Caesar's messenger." ”

Duarte opened his mouth, he knew he should agree immediately, but ...... The pope was sending his illegitimate son Caesar. When Borgia went to France, in order to ensure the success of the marriage and the conclusion of the covenant with King Louis XII of France, he had raised 200,000 gold ducats, and later, at the unanimous request of King Louis XII of France and Caesar, he successively sent 50,000 gold ducats and gifts of the same value.

Sanku ...... It's almost empty.

"Then fill it up!" The Pope said that when he said this sentence, the grim look made Duarte, who had served him for many years, shudder.

(To be continued)