Alfonso knelt in front of the icon and trembled slightly, his body lying on the ground as if in repentance, but anyone would not think so if they saw the look on his face.

At this time, the bishop of Palermo was in a trance, his eyes were sometimes open and sometimes closed, his head and face were very close to the ground, and every breath would blow the soil on the ground.

"God forgive me for my sins, I have repented of my past sins again and again, but why does the devil always tempt me to fall."

Alfonso whispered the phrase so that the priest not far behind him could faintly hear him muttering.

"What could plunge us into the abyss of lust more than the terrible devil, save me my Lord, or I will go to hell and never be saved." Alfonso couldn't stop praying, as if he was fighting against something terrible, but when he finally straightened up and looked up, his face had completely regained his previous calm and calm appearance even in the face of the Assassins, and the bishop's calmness at that time touched everyone, and some even felt that even if Cardinal Monteiro was alive to face that kind of danger, he might not be able to be as calm and calm as the bishop.

"God so loved the world that He sent His only Son to save us with His life, and Jesus Christ faced many trials before He finally fulfilled His God-given mission......"

Alfonso opened his arms and shouted loudly to the people in front of him, this is a temporary requiem mass for Monteiro, Alfonso was originally not qualified to do this Mass, but because Monteiro died too suddenly, he didn't even have time to do his deathbed confession, so the priests of the church had to ask Alfonso to make up for this regret with such a requiem Mass, in fact, the priest really wanted to preside over this Mass himself, but at the moment Alfonso's status among these people is the highest, It's just that this undoubtedly makes Alfonso's identity suddenly more prominent, and it won't take long to attract the attention of the Pope.

At least that's what the priest thinks helplessly.

Alfonso's voice was loud and penetrating, even echoing in the halls of the church, in contrast to the strength and weakness of the elderly bishops, and it also lifted the spirits of the priests attending the Mass.

Monteiro's death was a serious blow to these people, and they were thinking about who would take over the illustrious status of Archbishop Monteiro, after all, as the archdiocese bishop of the Roman Diocese directly under the Holy See, the diocese of Monteiro has an unusually important position.

However, it is precisely because of this that the important thing for the bishops of the past generations is not how strong their ability is, but to be loyal to the Holy See, to be precise, to the Pope himself, so it is often those who are mediocre but known for their obedience are more likely to sit on the throne of this bishop.

The priest felt that he still met these requirements, he was cautious and listened to the sermons, at least in the service of the previous bishops, not only with due diligence but also with inferences, and if these did not allow him to gain the confidence of the pope, then he had a real advantage that no one else had, and that was his surname Farne.

As a distant cousin of Julia Farne, he was happy to be called "the bride of Christ" to his niece, but he was clever enough to keep a much lower profile than ever, and even in front of a fool like the former Bishop Monteiro, who was already lying in a coffin that had been summarily summoned, he tried to make himself look unthreatening, and he was a good assistant who could be used.

But now Farnes felt that he could think about himself, although the Bishop of Palermo who appeared out of nowhere in front of him seemed a bit of an eyesore, but thinking about the special place in Sicily, Farnes was relieved, he did not think that this bishop had become a threatening obstacle to his bishopric throne.

After the prayer ceremony, Alfonso politely rejected the priest's suggestion to temporarily rest in the cardinal's small room, but discussed with everyone how to arrange the cardinal's funeral as soon as possible, which also made the priest feel a little good about him, and felt that this person was still very discerning.

Alfonso's attention was not at all about praying for the requiem of Monteiro, he was concerned about the short crossbow he had accidentally seen from Sofia.

He knew where the crossbow came from, and he knew who it belonged to.

But why the crossbow appeared on the wrist of the bohemian girl, Alfonso could not have imagined.

Or rather, he didn't want to think about it.

But the facts forced him to wonder again and again what was going on.

In the end, he felt that all the mystery should lie with that Cambrai.

He still remembered that Alexander had said that he had married a Bohemian woman when he was recognized by the Frenchman, and it turned out that the so-called Bohemian woman was actually a 12-year-old girl, but Alfonso was not concerned about the age of Alexander's wife, he cared about the fact that the Bohemians happened to be from the south of Sicily.

Is everything a coincidence?

Alfonso didn't believe it, he knew from a very early age that the so-called coincidences were actually only gradually formed under various arrangements, even if the things in front of him were really a coincidence, but if you had the patience to study carefully, you would find that there were often all kinds of elaborate arrangements behind these coincidences.

Alfonso suddenly wanted to see Alexander, even more so than he had when he had heard that Alexander had been driven out of Sicily by the old fox Camus.

Although Alfonso really didn't want to admit it, he actually hated Alexander.

What kind of story will you tell me this time, Alfonso wondered to himself, he did not expect to deal with that nasty Gombray again after so long, and this time it was somewhat different from before.

Alfonso still thought that Ulliu's previous words were bragging, even if Caesar Borgia did tell Alexander something, at most he would be an errand runner for himself.

As the son of the Pope, there must be many people who want to talk to him, and it has been a surprise that Alexander can run errands for Caesar in such a short time, and he doesn't think that kid can have any great potential.

It's just that Alfonso also knows that he is new to Rome, and in the vortex of right and wrong in Rome, everything should be careful.

At this time, Alfonso was a little eager to meet Clarion sooner.

Kryan didn't actually run far, he didn't even run away.

After jumping out of the window, he immediately blended into the chaotic crowd, then took off his clothes and hung some of the clothes he had prepared on his body, and returned to the vicinity of the church in a casual circle.

It was so chaotic tonight that no one noticed a merchant who looked like he had just returned to Rome and had to hide in Tibet just thinking about getting home quickly.

Even a Bohemian who had caught up with him paused before his eyes and turned his horse to go somewhere else.

Krion made his way through the panicked crowd to a short distance from the church to take a closer look, and then he soon spotted the Masked Man mixed in with the captured mob.

"You're really not giving up," Chrian muttered in a low voice, the masked man's obsessive desire for revenge gave him a little headache, but now he couldn't take care of him for the time being, and Crean saw Sophia coming out of the church, and also saw Alfonso arouse Sophia's competitive spirit, "Stupid woman, that Gombray will be unlucky because of you." Cryan said with a hint of sarcasm.

Of course, Clarion didn't come back for Sophia, he was waiting for an opportunity to meet Alfonso.

Seeing the Masked Man taking advantage of the chaos to quietly follow Sophia's direction and disappear into an alley, Clarion found an opportunity to sneak into the cemetery behind the church.

The cemetery was always gloomy, and no one would want to come here at night, but it was the best hiding place for Clarion, and he just had to wait patiently for the Bishop.

Sophia's horse was quick, or rather, she whipped it so hard that her mount almost galloped forward, and behind her the Bohemians had to chase after her.

Sophia is now 13 years old, and for many children of this age, it may be that having fun is the most important thing they want to do in their day, or that even if they have to help the family to make ends meet, they still have plenty of time to play.

But Sophia was already helping her husband, which made her happy to think about it.

The city of Rome was full of chaos tonight, which made Sophia very excited, she kept urging her mount to run forward, whenever she saw a figure from afar, no matter what the other party was doing, she would rush forward violently, which made her cause more chaos than she solved, and for a time there were rumors everywhere in the south of Rome that there was a terrible female bandit leader with a group of men who were plundering the city of Rome.

It was at this time that Caesar Borgia came to the south of Rome.

Caesar didn't pay much attention to the start of the riots, but as the bad news came one after another, he finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and once the decision was made, Caesar became resolute and resolute, and at the same time sent his army to personally lead the team across the bridge over the Tiber, and after passing through the small half of the Roman city, he entered the south of the city where the riots were most serious.

Caesar's army, all highly trained soldiers, relied on their familiarity with the Roman city, quickly captured several key points, and then began to clear the mob that had caused the riots.

And the rumor of the "female robber leader" reached Caesar at this time.

The cavalry full of alien style, raiding like fire, swept from street to street like a violent wind, it sounded like Attila had come to trouble Rome again.

Caesar immediately mobilized his army to surround the place where the legendary "Attila the Woman" appeared.

Caesar's army was apparently well-trained, and their familiarity with Rome made them more agile and quick, so that it didn't take long to spot the strange gang of "robbers".

To Caesar's surprise, when he heard the news and was about to give the order, the gang of robbers suddenly changed their original plan to ransack a rich man's neighborhood and made a profit, and instead inexplicably rushed into a market where a riot was taking place.

After teaching both the robber and the robbed a hard lesson, the gang of "robbers" broke out of the destroyed market like a whirlwind, and then disappeared without a trace.

When Caesar arrived, he saw a strange scene, the market was in chaos, the mob mixed with the civilians, everywhere there were the wails of the wounded, and everyone was cursing the inexplicable woman.

Listening to the specious reports, Caesar began to take some interest in the bandits.

Especially when he heard that the robbers seemed to be bohemians, he vaguely guessed something.

Sophia felt so happy that she felt as if she had become a real knight, and everything in front of her was about to be destroyed by her.

Whenever she saw a place where people were gathered, she immediately gave a quick order, and the Bohemians instantly attacked there like a tornado, and this completely random action made it impossible to grasp her whereabouts for a while.

However, Caesar soon discovered the pattern of this strange team, and he found that this strange team, described as "robbers", seemed to be looking for places where the mob was rampant, and although they were also looting, they were more like they were looking for trouble with the mob.

This made Caesar keenly grasp some of the key points.

After Sofia then gave her two harsh lectures to the mob she had seen, Caesar confirmed his suspicions and mobilized his army to finally stop Sophia as she tried to attack a group of bewildered men on a street not far from the Colosseum.

"In the name of the Chief Councilor of the Council of Archbishops and Order of Valencia, I order you to lay down your arms."

Caesar shouted to the Bohemian on the other side, and he led his horse to the front of the line despite the dissuasion of his entourage, and when the light of the torch saw Sophia, who was wearing dazzling armor and sitting on a horse, staring at him angrily, Caesar couldn't help but be fascinated by the appearance of this strange girl who completely subverted his old view of women, and he even lost his mind slightly.

At this time, Sophia was also looking at Caesar, she was very angry that this person was blocking her way, and even more angry that he dared to order her to lay down her weapon.

Sophia instinctively raised her arm, and at the sight of her movement, the bohemian immediately let out a familiar whistle.

"My lord, it's dangerous!"

An attendant rushed up and tried to pull Caesar's horse back, and he looked at Sophia who was about to rush at any moment with a pale face, and shouted: "Come back soon, sir, that woman is crazy!" ”

"I've never run away from a woman," Caesar laughed unappreliably, "and she's such a pretty woman." ”

Ignoring the urging of his attendants, Caesar simply led his horse forward to a closer place to Sophia and looked at her carefully.

"You're so pretty," Caesar blurted out in approval after taking a closer look at Sophia's countenance, "I think any knight would be eager to capture a prisoner like you." ”

"Ah~"

Sophia let out an angry cry, she could not tolerate someone talking to her like this, in the mind of this 13-year-old bohemian girl, only her husband could speak to her like this, and if other men did, she would have to answer the insult with a knife.

Because it wasn't her who was insulted, it was her husband.

And as a gypsy wife, Sophia was taught from an early age to guard her husband's honor.

"Ahh

Another distinctive cry from her throat, Sophia's shining arm swung forward, and before Caesar could react, she was already brandishing her sword and rushing towards the Archbishop of Valencia, the chief councillor of the Council of Order, and the favorite son of Alexander VI!

Only then did Caesar know that he was in serious trouble!