Giulio's attendants immediately salvaged the body from the aqueduct, the unfortunate young man was still dressed in festive attire and embellished with the coat of arms of the Baglioni family on his chest, Giulio looked up at the aqueduct that had disappeared into darkness - Caesar left suddenly, and the question of returning Lucrecia to the convent was answered, and he quickly finished the business that Caesar had entrusted to him, that is, to send Lucrea back safely to the monastery of Santa Giara, and when they came to the convent, Not surprisingly, Baglioni's family soldiers patrolled under the monastery, and it seemed that something big had happened tonight.

As soon as they left the monastery, they were met by a pale-faced Caesar, who was followed by a dozen heavily armed attendants, who, as soon as they saw Julio and the others, raised their torches and crossbows, and "put down their crossbow arrows," Caesar said, "This is Giulio of Medici." But Giulio could clearly see that these people were only released after another person nodded his head, which showed that these people were not just Caesar's retinue, but Giulio did not expose them, Caesar's sharp eyes swept over Giulio and his people: "What about your martial arts teacher?" ”

"Are you looking for me? My lord? A voice rang out at the end of Giulio's procession, and Ezio pushed the crowd away and stepped out, exposing himself to the fire, his beautiful garment showing no blood or slash marks from his sword, his shirt collar open and the smell of wine and spices permeating his body. "Go back early," he said to Giulio in a soft voice, "Atalante of Baglioni has just been assassinated, and their soldiers are searching for those daring gangsters.

Ezio sneered inwardly, and Giulio noticed, but as before, he didn't say a word.

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There was silence in Fort Paulina, Atalante was completely sleepy, she sat in her favorite chair, holding the hand of her nephew Torino, while her illegitimate son Neto could only watch with jealousy and hatred, but he didn't dare to say anything, in this assassination, his performance was so bad, if he was Atalanta, he would have ordered the soldiers to drag the cowardly backward fool out and hang him, thanks to Atalante, she still has a little soft feelings for women and mothers after all. It's just that she almost doesn't trust Neto anymore, she wants her nephew Torino to stay by her side, and she doesn't leave an inch, and the soldiers and martial arts teachers of the Baglioni family come and go, but they can't find the murderer or any trace of them.

"All right," said Atalante, "no need to look for it. She wasn't sure if it was indeed an Assassin of the Bishop, or if their enemies were playing tricks? Her suspicious gaze fell on Terra's face as she stood in the corner, with a nonchalant expression, their shallow kinship was not a reason to spare Atalanta or Tyra's men, but she couldn't complain to the Holy See until she had the real evidence, and she now regretted that she hadn't read the contract in detail, and she impulsively threw it on the ground, and by the time she remembered to pick it up, it had long since disappeared with the Assassins.

"Do you know the good people who helped us?" She asked Torino, "Let them come, and I will give them a great reward." ”

"They were all masked, and their voices and exposed parts were unfamiliar," Torino said, "and I don't think they're here for us, it's clear that they're enemies of the vile Assassins." ”

Atalanth agreed, and she issued several more orders to close the city gates, increase the number of patrols, and screen outsiders. Then she got tired, so she took her nephew's hand and went back to the room, where she let him sleep beside her, "or I will be caught by the devil." When Neto heard this, she said, looked disgusted, and was seen by his mother again, and Atalante was furious, and threw him out, ordering him to inspect all the rentals, which was a thankless task.

Torino lay beside his aunt, one of the woman's arms rested across his chest, he waited for a while, heard that Atalante was breathing evenly, he held his breath, took off his handkerchief and gently raised it under Atalante's nostrils, the hypnotic powder entered the nasal cavity and was absorbed by the mucous membranes, and the breathing of the acting archduchess of Perugia suddenly became cloudy.

He pushed his arm away and rolled out of bed, where Ezio was waiting for him in his room next to Atalante, and Torino smiled, opening the suitcase as if by juggling, pulling out a hooded gown with blood stains and a sword tear. Ezio had been in his room before changing his clothes, and had unwittingly embellished himself with Giulio's team, creating the illusion that he had been by Giulio's side all along. Ezio held out his hand, but Torino didn't let go of his finger, "What?" Ezio asked.

"How long are you going to stay with the Medici imps?"

"Why do you ask this?" Ezio asked rhetorically, "It's not for you to know, Torino, and besides, Giulio is my best friend's nephew, and a good and intelligent child himself, don't use that kind of humiliating title to describe him." ”

"But you're wasting your talents," Torino argued, "you could have done something more important." ”

"For example?"

Torino was silent for a while: "I need you very much, Ezio, Terra is my enemy, and so is Neto, Atalanta seems to be kind and trusting to me, but that's also because I have no parents, no relatives and friends to trust, only she can rely on - Ezio, maybe she will be grateful to me for today's events, disgusted with Neto, but when it comes to power, even if it is her own son, he will be included in the list of enemies, even if she is dying and about to fall into hell, her final choice of heir may not be me." ”

"Assasin will have your back." Ezio said mildly, saying that Torino was only a fourteen-year-old boy, "and I'll run to you whenever you need it." This time it was also because he saw Luigi in the procession. Borgia was able to prevent another conspiracy of the Templar Order with such accuracy.

"Assasin wants me to be the Grand Duke of Perugia," Torino said, "but I am of little strength, and Neto and Atalante can kill me at any time." ”

"I'll ......"

"Everyone knows that you are the most powerful assassin in Assasin." "When I become the Grand Duke of Perugia, my friend, I swear that you will receive a glorious title and title, and you will be able to spend the rest of your life in peace, surrounded by your family and children, and enter Paradise." ”

Ezio shook his head, Torino didn't even notice how he moved, the overcoat in his hand was taken away, he looked at Ezio unwillingly, "There's something about you," Ezio said, "I will remind the elders that my brothers will come to you and keep you safe." ”

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Giulio didn't know that someone was trying to pry his corner.

His attention was all on the seemingly calm, but in fact chaotic Palazzo Priori, an empty square building where they each occupied a corner, and the attendants and friends of the family guarded the Medici, Lovere, and Borgia for nearly two years, and each other's faces were familiar, if not familiar, but tonight, he saw several unfamiliar faces, not to mention, following the sight that loomed behind him.

He returned to his room, where Ezio was lying on his bed with his hands on the back of his head, and Giulio looked at his boots and frowned, "Don't forget to change my sheets when you go." ”

Ezio grimaced, "When will your cleanliness (a word that was stolen from Giulio) get better?" I was very clean today! ”

Julio, hehe.

"And you can leave this kind of thing to the servants." Ezio grumbled.

"It's not quiet here." Giulio said that he didn't believe Ezio really didn't know anything.

Ezio smiled dullly, of course, Luigi. Not only did Borgia fail to complete the task assigned by Rodrigo, but he almost revealed his identity and lost another inspector general of the Templar Order, and after returning, not only Luigi, but also Rodrigo had a headache for a long time.