When Alexander was still Dingmu, when he had just come to this era, and when he was still a "foreigner" who was overwhelmed and at a loss for his future, there was a man who changed his fate.

Although he spent a short time with this person, compared with his later ups and downs, that person could only be regarded as a passerby in his life, but it was the appearance of that person that made Ding Mu embark on a new life trajectory at that time.

This man is Kunto, a mysterious Iberian.

It was Kunto who killed Georgie Modillo, who had become a madman, and it was he who brought Ding Mu out of the Monastery of San Sebalon, although Kunto soon lost his life because of the attack, but it was because of his leadership that Ding Mu entered this era.

As Kunto's brother, Klean is one of the keys to making Ding Mu's fate slide in the other direction.

At the beginning, Alexander never thought that Clion would have anything to do with Count Mordillo, at least there should be no direct involvement, not only because of the disparity between the two of them, but also because it seems that Clion has been working with another group of people who are enemies of Count Mordillo.

However, as he gradually learned about the relationship between the Count and Judah, Alexander also wondered if Cleion had a connection with Mordillo, but at that time, it was really a long time since he had seen this little person, who seemed to be very important despite his mysterious whereabouts.

But now, looking at Krion standing in front of him, Alexander suddenly felt that maybe he had been wrong from the beginning, this Crion might have been very clear about some things, even if he was not a big person, and maybe even this person had known those secrets that others could not access from a long time ago.

Alexander knew about the envoys sent by Ferdinand, and he had received the copy of the letter no later than Ferdinand, so he had certainly heard of a man named Cleion in the envoys.

It's just that even so, when they meet again, the two of them feel a little like they are separated from each other.

The warm afternoon sun was drowsy on his face, and Alexander sat on the stone wall and looked up at the man looking up at him below.

After a few years of not seeing, Clarion's face was engraved with more vicissitudes, although it was not known what he had been through, but Alexander could guess that he had not been very comfortable in the past few years.

"I've seen you in Sicily, my lord," Cleion finally spoke, with a smile on his face, and though he was dressed in monastic robes, he still looked vaguely like the grocery store owner who had been driving the wagon when Alexander first met him, "You're doing a pretty job in Sicily." ”

Alexander nodded slightly, he knew that Crean was talking about his return to Sicily, which made him understand the strange signs he had encountered in Sicily, although he had already guessed that the disappearance of the Count of Mordilo at that time was related to Judah, but now it seems that he still ignored the person at that time.

"So, it's all the Count's arrangement?" Alexander didn't hide his confusion about what was still in front of him, at least since Crean would appear in front of him, it seemed that the Count had decided to put everything in his hands on him.

"You may have misunderstood, the Count ...... us," Clarion paused as if to think about what words to use to describe it, and then he continued, "to be precise, the relationship with the Congregation is not so complicated, it is more like a cooperation between businessmen. ”

Alexander laughed silently, he knew that Judas had a lot of self-names in history, and often once they were suspected by the Holy See, they would disappear, and then change their faces and appear in front of the world in another identity, so Judas in history were not always hidden in the shadows, but would operate in the world in some public identity from time to time, but their purpose was always the same.

Now they seem to be called the Congregation, and many years later, some conspiracy theories will call them Satanism.

"The Count has his own agenda, he has great ambitions, and perhaps he doesn't just want to unify Sicily," Clarion agreed, for if he had only thought so, he would not have bothered to send his sister to Enrique IV's side, "but so far we have worked together very well, and the results have even exceeded our expectations." ”

As he said this, Clarion looked at Alexander sitting on the wall, as if to say, "You are our fruit."

Alexander still listened silently, he knew that Crean would stand in front of him openly today definitely not to give away his head, if he was not sure enough, this man who could not hesitate to abandon his family and run for his life alone would not let himself fall into danger easily.

For Alexander, Clarion was a great threat, because he was obviously well aware of the truth about Giore Mordillo, and it was also dangerous for Clarion, because with Alexander's current strength, once Alexander's whereabouts were exposed, Crian's whereabouts awaited him would inevitably lead to his death.

So Alexander knew that Kryan should have something to rely on.

"Tell me why you're here, right?" He folded one leg up against the wall, and then dragged his chin with his elbow to his knee to look at Krion below, so that Schell next to him suddenly felt that the duke seemed to be a little naughty.

"My lord, I don't know how ambitious you are, I remember the first time I met you as a young man like many young men who came to Palermo to try their luck, but now you are on a par with any of the most precious monarchs in Europe, even the Ottomans have heard of you," Crean looked at Alexander with admiration, "maybe this is already content for others, but you should want more, and that's what I'm here for, 'Give and get in return, God said, "This is the work of the good." ”

Alexander looked at Crean with amusement, the man who had always wanted to kill him, but now stood in front of him and told him that he could help him fulfill his wish.

It may sound absurd, but it's so realistic.

"What about you, what do you want?" Alexander continued to ask, he was eager to hear Crean's answers, and perhaps from them he could find out whether the man's words were true or false.

"I don't get much, because I know what is in the best interest of all of us," Crean said of everyone in a deliberately aggravated tone, and then his face showed a look of wistfulness, "Some of us never seem to wake up from a dream, and it's sad that they want to get what they will never get. ”

Alexander jumped off the wall, his feet fell to the ground and jumped forward slightly and then stood firm, perhaps in Clarion's impression Alexander has always been steady or a little deep, and his image that does not match his age is too profound, so Alexander's somewhat frizzy behavior fell in Kerion's eyes, making him quickly cross a trace of surprise on his face.

"I heard that my uncle let you go to Saint Sebaron," Alexander didn't seem to realize what he was talking about, and he even smiled at Krion and asked, "So have you seen the dungeons of the monastery?" ”

Crean was silent for a moment and said cautiously, "As far as I know, it is just a storage room with arrows in the ground, and the monks will store the vegetables they grow in the monastery in it, and you know that the monks of St. Sebaon swear to be poor, so they never come into contact with the outside all year round. ”

"Is that true of everybody?" Alexander asked, still smiling.

"Yes, all are, this is the promise made by the monks." Kryan was still cautious.

"And what about George Mordillo," Alexander's gaze fixed on Crean's eyes, "as far as I know, the Caribo have to pay tithes to the monastery, so the monastery always sends someone to the city to collect taxes, doesn't it?" ”

Crean met Alexander's inquiring gaze and was silent for a moment, then he slowly took out a small flat wooden box from his monastic robe and handed it to Alexander.

Alexander noticed that the lock on the wooden box seemed to have been opened not long ago, but he didn't care, and with some difficulty opening the wooden box with the key that Clarion had sent at the same time, he saw a letter placed inside, which had also been opened.

The letter paper was very old, and the corners were brittle enough that shards would fall off, so Alexander carefully took out the letter inside and looked at its contents.

Because of the years, the ink has become blurred, but you can still vaguely distinguish what is written inside.

The letter was addressed to the old abbot of the Abbey of St. Sebalon, perhaps because he knew the identity of the other party, and the identity of the writer was not indicated in the letter, which was of course also to prevent the letter from falling into the hands of the "enemy".

The letter mentions a boy named Giore Mordillo, and the writer asks the dean to take the child in, perhaps fearing that something might happen on the way, and the writer describes the child's appearance in detail.

To Alexander's surprise, there was a staccato but still legible description in his mind: "Because it is too small for us to determine whether his eyes are dark brown or black, which may not be clear in the future, but he has striking reddish-brown hair."

Seeing this, Alexander couldn't help but look up at Krion on the other side, and then he met Clarion's gaze full of meaning.

Alexander involuntarily touched his dark red hair, and then noticed that it had grown a little longer, and he had not taken care of it since he left Italy.

That's not the most important thing, though.

What made him care was that although he had only met that Georgie Mordillo for a short time, he clearly remembered that George's hair was black.

King Enrique IV of Castile was called the "Incompetent", and according to the truth that there is a wrong name and no wrong nickname, Enrique IV can really be said to be an incompetent person both as a king and as a husband.

Enrique IV had two marriages that were not only not happy, but even ill-fated.

In his early years, he married Princess Brenda of Navarre, but this marriage was eventually annulled because "God prevented Enrique's sexual affairs", and it is said that Princess Brenda was later proven to be a virgin after many years of marriage.

Although he had a daughter Juana in his second marriage, Juana also lost the right to inherit because it turned out that she was actually the child of his queen and mistress.

After the defeat of the struggle, Enrique learned about his life with such reluctance, even before his death, in order to fight against Isabella's coercion that Juana was his blood descendant, but this did not bring much use to himself and Juana, except for leaving a mystery to later historians and conspiracy theorists that no one can tell.

Juana has a portrait of Enrique IV, the only thing Juana has left for herself, and probably every time she sees Enrique IV holding a sword and a golden ball that symbolizes courage and power, Juana recalls the scene when she and Isabella fought for the throne of Castile.

Alexander had seen the portrait.

He remembered very well that Enrique IV was red-haired.

It was for this reason that Juana had a strange conversation about Alexander's peculiar hair color when she first met him.

Alexander slowly closed the letter, and he closed his eyes slightly to recall the color of Lady George Anne's hair.

Although slightly different from the blonde hair that shimmered in the sun, Madame Georgiaanne's hair was a slightly darker blonde characteristic of the Modillo family, which made her look much younger than her age.

But in any case, if such two people really have children, it seems that they should not have black hair.

Alexander looked at Krion again, and he saw Krion shrug his shoulders slightly, imperceptibly.

"Your gift is precious," said Alexander, putting the letter in a wooden box and handing it to Schell next to him, "So that's your quid pro quo?" ”

"You need ironclad evidence that will allow the descendants of Enrique IV's blood to stand in front of everyone and be questioned, don't you," Kryan asked with a smile, as if he was not at all worried about the situation that might become dangerous after losing such an important bargaining chip, "some witnesses, evidence, and proof enough to refute the lies that were slandered against Enrique IV in the first place, you need these things now, so we need them." ”

Alexander looked at Kryan silently, and then he whispered, "You are different from Kunto, although you have not known him for a long time, but I believe that he would not have made such a suggestion." ”

Krian's eyes flickered slightly, and then he shook his head: "But it's good that we are different, aren't we, Kunto and his people believe in those unrealistic things too much, they don't even want to admit that times have changed, and we are different, we know what to do to achieve our goals better." ”

Listening to Clarion's proclamation-like explanation, Alexander looked at him noncommittally, and after a while finally spoke: "Well, apart from this little thing, the dean, please tell me what else is there to do with my sister sending you?" ”

"Yes, Lord Duke, Your Majesty does have some other orders, and I will report to you now......"

Looking at the back of Krion, who was walking towards the town with Alexander, Schell held the wooden box and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The mountain hunter's keen senses had allowed him to perceive the dangerous aura of the abbot, but now, the man really looked like an "abbot".