"Yes, sir, please don't be nervous, I am also a devout Christian, you need not doubt it. These two red pills are the treasures that have been given to you after they have been offered to my Lord. Zigar looked at the startled Il, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, this was the first time he saw the really panicked Il.

"Are you sure you're not joking, Mr. Dzigar?"

Il paused in his own tone before speaking again, and after the second half of his sentence, the panic on his face was already hidden in his heart, and his face returned to a watery appearance, making Zigal feel as if Il had accepted the explosive meaning of what he said in a short period of time.

This made Zigar think even more highly of Il, what Il's is accepting now is equivalent to apostasy, this lord accepted it so quickly, this is really an unusual nerve.

And Yir actually set off a monstrous wave in his heart, but he has been used to strict control of his expression since he was a child, and what expression should be put on in the face of who is a must for him as a nobleman, so after a momentary flaw appeared on his face, he immediately reacted and instantly returned to his original appearance.

Il has always felt that Mr. Zigar is very useful, well, this usefulness refers to the fact that in terms of doing things, whether it is letting him follow up and obtain information, killing people, or getting lace news from the surrounding lords, Zigal can always get what he wants in time, no matter how difficult it seems to Il.

In the past, he just thought that Zigal was talented, handy in the face of these espionage-type tasks, and could quickly grasp the trick of things, or to make himself appreciate him so seriously to do these dirty work, but now, Yir found that he completely misunderstood, this familiar Zigar, there must be a lot of ulterior things to hide.

"Of course, Lord Il, you can have your soldiers give it a try and see if what I said is wrong. “

Zigjar's voice was smooth and powerful, but I don't know if it was because he was used to flattering Il, and when he spoke, he unconsciously put on a servile look, which made Ilr feel that he had the initiative again, and the performance of Zigal in his heart also returned from the original feeling of mysterious perceptual thinking to rational thinking, and the perspective of looking at Zigal was completely different from before.

First of all, according to Dzigall, this fellow must be a heretic, but from his worship of the Lord he seems to be no less fanatical, if not more fanatical, that kind of martyr's eyes that Il had seen in the eyes of the believers who were passing through his territory to Venice to get on a ship to Jerusalem.

Therefore, Dhigar cannot be a believer in other religions, it should be a believer in those branches of Christianity that are designated as cults, thinking of this, Yir frowned, because thinking of this, his clue was broken, since the Holy See ruled the world by faith, only the Orthodox Church is still standing in the East, and countless other branch sects are under the suppression of these two major sects, survived, degenerated into heresy, and gradually annihilated.

There are a lot of heretical religions, most of them were derived from the Roman era and reached their peak during the Germanic invasions, and there were many religious doctrines like the water of the Mediterranean, so when looking at Dhigar, Il really didn't know what kind of sect this person was.

It's just that although Il doesn't know what sect Zigar is, his hands are still clenched involuntarily, although his wisdom has been higher than ordinary people since he was a child, and he is a genius in the eyes of everyone, but after all, he is a person of this world, and he has a natural admiration for the papal crown of the Holy See, and he also has an innate admiration for Catholicism, and at this moment, a heretic is standing in front of him, which makes Il have to be nervous.

Because he didn't know, if it turned out that the red pill that Zigal gave him was useful, if it worked, would he use it himself, or wouldn't he use it?

No, although he has confidence in this war, his ambitions are not only that, he wants more than a county, that is not enough to satisfy himself, he wants to become the Duke of Pisa, become the spokesman of the Holy Roman Emperor in Northern Italy, and he even wants to replace the Habsburgs and rule the entire empire.

He once read a biography written by a clerk of Schönbrunn Palace (Habsburg Palace, now in Austria) in his old age, which clearly described the luxury and vastness of Schönbrunn Palace, from this side of the mountain to the junction of heaven and earth, it was still an endless palace, the whole palace could accommodate 40,000 people to hold dinner in each palace at the same time, and the food consumed every day required people from more than 20 nearby towns to be transported non-stop to ensure the supply of food.

At night, the whole palace is illuminated by candles like day, and countless beautiful women flutter in it, building houses with gold, stone roads paved with agate for the emperor to exercise, and the Yunhai Hall made of coral is even more unimaginable than Yir can imagine.

This kind of strength, the previous Yir did not dare to imagine, it is the property left by a family after serving as the emperor for 300 years, if you only rely on the little resources you have, even the generation of your own children will not be able to realize this wish.

But if you use it, if you are discovered, you will most likely be tied to a wood and burned to death, or you may be tied to a stone and thrown into the river to drown, and it is more likely that you will pour the yellow financial liquid into your mouth and burn to death.

The Pope never treated the infidels kindly.

"Let Pigaro in. “

After a moment of silence, Il spoke, and the look in his eyes changed from the flicker he had just now to the calmness of a nobleman.

Ambition and life, of course, Il will not hesitate to choose the former.

Soon, a middle-aged man who looked very strong walked in, his face was full of beard, like a thorn, and some liquid on his beard was dripping to the ground with constant wheezing, and his skin looked very dark among the white people, probably because he was often outdoors, and a smell of alcohol also poured in with the entry of Pigaro.

Apparently, he was drinking when Il called him. (To be continued.) )