Eleven-year-old Julio. The Medici was already four feet five inches, and his development was even just beginning, and Ezio had no doubt that he would be able to climb to the same height as himself, that is, six feet, and perhaps higher, like his father Giuliano, who glanced with satisfaction at the boy's long, somewhat thin but already muscular body, bright eyes, and slender and powerful fingers, that he would be a good assassin. Ezio was recently thinking about how to subtly dispel Lorenzo's idea of keeping Giulio in the Holy See, the Medici already had Joe, and as the younger brother of Innocent VIII's illegitimate daughter-in-law, he was destined to rise to prominence, in this case, whether it was from the Medici family's resources or from the brotherhood between Joe and Giulio, it was a complete waste for Julio to stay here.

But he had to think not only about the Medici, but also Cardinal Picromini, even if he had been busy in Rome for the past few years, trying to regain power of the Picrominian family, and he had not neglected his disciples, but everyone knew that his favorite and concern was Giulio, who corresponded with Cardinal Picromini every three days, and the latter, no matter how busy he was, would reply to letters, even if it was just a few words written on the back of the letters, and their experiments and calculations never seemed to stop - Ezio had seen them, but he could not understand themBut he knew that what they were working on, once released, could turn many people's worlds upside down.

By the way, now add a Leonardo. Leonardo was originally a child with countless whimsical ideas, and after meeting Giulio, his mind was like another lid lifted, but he didn't know whether it was disaster or hope that flew out of it.

"Let's give it a try." Leonardo said earnestly.

Giulio lowered his head and raised his arms, Leonardo put on a Hidden Blade for him, one on the left and one on the right, the armguards were made of the skin of the cow's flank, the brightest and most flexible, the inside was polished smooth, and there was a layer of velvet lining, not only for the sake of beauty, but also for the sake of some critical moments, after taking off the armguards with the Hidden Blade, the silk clothes would not leave clear marks, the buckles of the armguards were riveted with steel nails, and the buttons were thin and wide, so as to ensure that the armguards would not move and fall off, and at the same time ensure that it would not stand out in the sleeves.

The most important Hidden Blade blades are covered with black twisted patterns, known as "Muhammads", which came from Damascus, and it was discovered hundreds of years later that it was because of the steel that made the blades appear to be small serrations that were invisible to the naked eye, thus making weapons sharper, but people did not mind that they had a dagger or two of Damascus steel or a dagger or dagger - as long as they could pay the same weight of gold. Of course, the Medici family did not care about this "meager" fee, and Ezio's Hidden Blade was also made of Damascus steel, but unlike Giulio, Giulio's Hidden Blade had not yet been quenched, and the poisonous blade could hurt himself before he could master this weapon proficiently.

Ezio personally put the ring on Giulio, Leonardo equipped the two Hidden Blades with double rings, the two steel wires connected to the rings twisted into a strand, connected to the Hidden Blade's bracket, open the palm, the Hidden Blade popped out, clenched, opened again, the Hidden Blade retracted, and the action was even smoother than Ezio's Hidden Blade, "When you use it," Ezio said, "Be careful, the main damage it can do is penetration, not cutting." He glanced at Leonardo, "Before that, we have some lessons. "When it comes to the anatomy of the human body, whether it's the chest from between the ribs and into the heart, or from behind into the cracks of the spine, or from the side to the temple, or through the arteries, you have to have a very deep understanding of the human body.

In fact, it may be a few years before Giulio actually uses the Hidden Blade, and all he has to do now is to become familiar with and get used to this weapon that may accompany him for the rest of his life, originally Ezio didn't have to be so urgent, but the previous assassination, no matter who it was aimed at, was a wake-up call for him, Giulio may not have a grudge against anyone, but his surname, the people around him, doomed him to be in danger. Just the Assassin's course, coupled with the college coursework, was undoubtedly very hard and boring for a child who was only eleven years old, but thankfully, Julio was a calm and reserved boy from a very young age, and he fully understood Ezio's behavior, and never rebelled or disobeyed.

"And this." Leonardo said that it was not surprising that in those days, people often wore chain mail in fine velvet and silk clothes, and that murders in the open and in the dark were as frequent as the prayers of the clergy, and no one knew when an assassin with a dagger would jump out or shoot a cold arrow. They also prepared a chain mail for Julio, and they also wore a soft leather coat in the chain mail, even if it was to strengthen the ability to protect, but also to prevent the iron ring from directly rubbing against the skin or underwear, in order to fit the current Julio, the chain mail did not use the design of 2 buckles and 8 (that is, a total of eight rings were buckled on the two rings), but 1 buckle 4, but the seams on each small iron ring were welded, that is, they would not be easily picked or torn apart. Weighing only twenty pounds, Giulio took two steps after putting on his loose coat, not as relaxed as he would have been in his velvet clothes, of course, but he knew it was necessary.

The last assassination was against Terra, although there was no real evidence, but Tyra later learned that his father, the Grand Duke of Perugia, was dead, and his uncle had become Perugia's agent and had obtained permission from Innocent VIII, and his current status was very awkward, because he became a guest from Perugia's future master in one fell swoop, and was in a very dangerous situation, he asked Borgia for help, and also received a generous promise, and now he is with Caesar. Borgia are inseparable.

No one knew when the next assassination would begin, and Bishop Picomini wrote to Giulio telling them that they would transfer to the University of Pisa next year, but that they would have to spend most of the year in Perugia before that. Friends of the Medici family, as well as Borgia's bodyguards, followed them, but Giulio thought Ezio was right - never leave your fate in the hands of anyone else.

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Luclayia lived in the Monastery of Santa Giara, and perhaps people were surprised that this little monastery did not appear to be heavily guarded and eerie, it was a three-storey, or four-storey building, because it was built against the mountain, and there was a cellar with sunlight on the sunken north side, the main body was made of apricot-yellow stone masonry, dark brown wooden windows and doors, and outside the room on the south side was a neat and tidy corridor, under which was a simple courtyard, with a kitchen, laundry, washroom, and storeroom. The chapel and prayer room, which is said to have been built by a great nobleman of Perugia for his young daughter, is more of a retreat for young girls than a convent.

There have never been any scandals, no illegitimate children, no prostitutes and no men. This is what makes the small, ordinary (no relics and no miracles) monastery of Santa Giara famous, and Luclecia was able to stay here solely because she had a cardinal father. The nuns here soon accepted Lucrecia, as the head of the Santa Kanti family had said, a pearl in the mouth of a viper, a narcissus in the mire, and they rejoiced in the purity of the girl's heart, but could not help lamenting the inevitable misery of her fate afterwards. But they were so weak that they could only recite the scriptures for Luclesia several times during their daily prayers.

Little did they know that Lucrecia's soul was much more deviant than they thought. As the daughter of a cardinal, she was doomed to be as mediocre as ordinary women in her mother's womb, and Borgia's ambitious blood flowed in her veins, if this ambition might have been gradually annihilated by her femininity when she was young and ignorant, Julio's encouragement made Lucrecia, who was nine years old at the time, more unwilling, and she did not feel that she lacked anything compared to others! If Caesar is indeed a brother worthy of respect, then what kind of things can Luigi, Juan and Avery count?! Juan was only a year younger than Caesar, and because he had almost died in a relationship that he had mistakenly swallowed a few years earlier for Rodrigo, whom Rodrigo was particularly fond of—but he was stupid, ugly, narrow-minded, clumsy, and good-for-nothing...... But such a person is destined to become a general, a duke...... And Avery Whom Lucrecia may have loved, but as their youngest brother, Avery was overspoiled by his mother, "He looked like a lump of flesh that screamed and had a runny nose." Lucretia and Giulio said.

As for Luigi, Lucretia didn't want to mention this person at all, when they first met, this so-called eldest brother treated them as toys to play with wantonly, and after losing to a few children, he became an angry clown again, Luclaycia can forgive her father for not punishing Luigi, they are still too young, and his father needs Luigi before he brings the triple crown of the Pope, and she also knows that Rodrigo is always full of warmth for his blood relatives, That's why, though angry, he allowed Lucretia to leave Rome, and he loved Lucia, Luigi, Caesar, Juan and Avery.

Rodrigo. What Borgia didn't know was that Lucracia's reason for leaving Rome at the expense of angering him was also partly Luigi's reason - one day, he seemed to suddenly realize that his little sister was no longer a toddler, and his gaze at Luclecia made her want to vomit.

"Did Caesar say he came to see me these days?" Lucrecia asked.

"Your brother has been busy lately," said her maid, as she cautiously surveyed Lucrecia's face, fearing that she would be depressed by it, but Lucrea waved her hand only in a seemingly unapprehensive manner: "All right," she said, "go down, I'm going to sleep, and don't let anyone disturb me before the evening prayer." ”

As soon as the maid was gone, Luracia jumped up from the bed, changed into the clothes Giulio had left her, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, and ran out.

The clothes that Giulio left to Lucrecia were his, although in terms of Medici's wealth, even old clothes were only a little faded and worn, but for Lucrea's current disguised identity, Giulio's squire was very suitable, Luclessia was wearing a boy's clothes for the first time, the feeling of the pants rubbing against the skin made her feel very novel, and it gave her more freedom, she ran all the way, she didn't have to worry about being caught by the thorns in the lace, and she didn't have to worry about the naughty wind lifting the skirt, she could be rude and ugly, You can do whatever it takes, is that what a boy feels? Lucrecia thought.

"I'm going to be a boy!" She shouted, her crisp voice coming far away in the warm May breeze.

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Ezio's expression was a little subtle, he had also been a teenager and had even tasted the beauty of love, Borgia was his enemy, but little Lucrecia was a good boy who could hardly be hostile to her. He disapproved of their dealing, but Giulio's behavior made it impossible for him not to say anything about it.

"Do you want to teach her how to ride?" Ezio asked, and beside them were three full-grown Darean Arabian horses, tall and handsome, with slender and soft fur and fluffy tails, which could be seen in their noble qualities when running and stopping, and that such a horse alone was worth between five hundred and six hundred gold florins. When it comes to learning to ride, Ezio and Giulio share the same idea, a pony is safe and cute, but when you really need to track or escape, do you choose a dada pony or an adult horse?

But Giulio didn't just want to teach Lucrecia how to ride, he hadn't prepared a side saddle for her. Of course, there were women who learned to ride horses in the 15th century, but for the sake of beauty, they were not allowed to straddle like men, only to ride sideways, and they used a special saddle with stirrups on one side, and there were two dog-eared devices on the saddle that allowed women to hang their legs on each of them - pretty? Indeed, is it elegant and, of course, safe? Julio can only hehe, especially when he is running, once he falls off the horse, he is likely to break his neck.

But Giulio taught Lucrecia to ride a horse, more in the hope that this skill could become Lucrea's killer feature, unlike most women who learn to ride horses only for hunting, or to show off their beautiful posture, Luclayia learned to ride horses more to save her life, not only to straddle, but also to learn how to ride strange and unsaddled horses later, which seems redundant, but in her later life, no one can guarantee that she will not be useful one day.