Alexander's hand gripped the handle of his gun tightly, wondering how many Venetians he would attract if he fired and whether he would be able to escape.

Then he quickly made a judgment that it would be difficult to escape with two people on one horse.

Pagasus had been running all night, and he couldn't get much if he continued to run, and now that he was out of the woods, once out of the town there was an open field, and there was no place to hide.

Thinking of this, Alexander's hand was withdrawn from under his cloak, but instead of a musket, he took out a gold coin.

The gold coin circled and arced and fell into the old man's hand, looking at the golden gold coin, a trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Help us find a place to hide, and then find a way to send us out, it will pay you more,"

Hearing Alexander's words, the corners of the old man's mouth, which was still bleeding, cracked again, but then twitched because of the pain.

"Come with me, I have a place to hide you," said the old man, looking back at both sides of the street, and then beckoning to run quickly to a house opposite.

Alexander was about to follow with his horse when two Venetians came out of a house.

Suddenly, the old man shouted!

"Hey, soldier, are you going to my house?" The old man stood in the middle of the street and shouted to the two Venetians, "My son is the favorite young man of the priest, and if you wish, I will let you enjoy the treatment of the priest, although I am very old, but not worse than my son." ”

The two Venetians who were about to come over gave the old man a disgusted look, then turned and walked away as if fleeing the plague, and behind them was the old man's unbridled laughter.

Alexander breathed a sigh of relief, he let go of the handle of the gun he was gripping, and urged his horse quickly through the street to the door that the old man had opened.

"Hurry up and get in."

The old man urged, and when he saw Alexander and Lucrezia enter the house, the old man looked at their backs and smiled greedily.

He looked back into the street, then slammed the door shut.

It's a small house, there is no place to hide, and anyone will be found as soon as they enter the door.

But the old man did not stop, he went to the corner of the house and removed the miscellaneous items that had been piled there, and immediately a small door was revealed behind the wall, which was half buried in the ground.

"This is a former Jewish house, he has been here for many years, and then the priest found out that he was doing some strange rituals and drove him out of town, but since then no one has dared to live in it again, and then I see that the house is very empty, and I sometimes come to take care of it."

As he spoke, the old man pushed open the wooden door of the cellar, and immediately the smell of wine came out.

"You're using this place to brew a bootleg." Alexander glanced at the old man, "If I'm not mistaken, the grocery store in the town also has something to do with you, are you supplying that shop?" ”

"Sir, you are so clever," the old man smirked, "the cellar where the grocers store wine is behind this house, so that no one notices me here." ”

As he spoke, he carefully looked at the clothes of the two Alexanders, and then the smile on the old man's face became thicker.

"Master, I know you don't want the Venetians to find out, so I can help you leave, but ......"

Seeing him touch his chin and roll his eyes, Alexander nodded.

"Don't worry, there will be no less for you, but if you dare to play tricks, I promise you will regret living in this world." With that, Alexander threw the old man another gold coin, "Go and find us some ordinary clothes, and some fodder for my horse, if there is no food, it will make a fuss in the house outside." ”

"Don't worry, sir, everything will be done as you say," the old man excitedly put away the gold coins, and then glanced at Lucrezia before turning and walking out of the cellar.

As soon as the wooden door of the cellar was closed, Lucrezia immediately asked nervously, "Do you believe him, will he betray us?" ”

Alexander shook his head, he really didn't expect things to turn out like this, not only did it become difficult to kidnap Lucrezia, but even he, the kidnapper, was in danger.

Looking at the nervous Lucrezia, Alexander wanted to comfort her, but thinking about his previous actions, he felt that he was really not qualified to do so.

"When are we going to get out of here?" Lucrezia asked in a whisper, her attitude at this moment was not so much asking her captor as asking for help, and when she heard the sound of people moving from the low window above the cellar, she couldn't help leaning in front of Alexander nervously.

"Don't worry, we'll get out of here safely." Alexander said that he wanted to laugh, but suddenly his expression moved, and he put a finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, and he quickly drew his musket and came to the door to listen carefully.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then the wooden door opened slightly, and a hand reached in and waved, and then the old man's face was revealed.

He first smiled at Alexander, who was approaching him with the muzzle of his gun pointed at him, and then went into the cellar on one side.

"It just so happened that I found a few pieces of clothing from the bunk above," said the old man, placing the pile of clothes he was holding on the table full of pots and pots, "Don't worry, the Venetians are scurrying around outside, listen, they are on top of it now." The old man made a gesture of listening, and then looked at Alexander with a smile, "But sir, do you still need clothes now, you must know that it is not safe for you to travel outside in such good clothes." ”

Alexander, who had read through the old man's thoughts, ignored him, but picked up the worn-out clothes and looked at them, then grabbed a skirt and threw it to Lucrezia: "Change it, it's much easier to wear this." ”

Lucrezia looked at the coarse cloth skirt with her fingers in disgust, and then looked at Alexander with a slightly pitiful look, but Alexander had already picked up a coat and trousers and pushed the old man out of the cellar.

At the door of the cellar, Alexander looked at the old man, his eyes were very stern, which made the old man a little nervous.

"Listen, I don't care what you think, but I advise you not to make a bad idea, let alone tell the Venetians and receive a reward," Alexander felt the need to warn the slippery-looking fellow, "I can tell you that even if you snitch the Venetians, they won't do anything to us, but you are in danger, we will remember you, and unless you flee to a place where no one can find you, it will not end you well, but if you really help us, I can assure you that you're going to get a lot more in return than you think, understand? ”

"I understand, sir, I understand," the old man nodded at once, he didn't know whether what the young man said was true or not, but at least now he really didn't dare to have anything else in mind, "You can rest assured, I think you also saw that the priest had people beat me, and I don't want to do anything for him and those Venetians." ”

"That's good," Alexander was a little relieved, he had always been very wary of the old man, "listen, help us get out of here after dark, and then I'll give you another 10 gold coins, understand?" ”

"Yes sir, but perhaps I will have to find a helper to get you out of here," said the old man, hesitating, "the southern part of the town has been sealed off by the Venetians, and you can only leave on the other side, there is a river on that side, and I must find someone to row with you to get you there." ”

Alexander hesitated, although one more person knew that it might be more dangerous, but considering the current situation, it was clear that there was no other choice to leave as soon as possible.

Watching the old man leave, Alexander looked at Pagasus again.

Pagasos was eating with his head down at this time, and although there was no bean cake mixed with butter and salt, it still tasted delicious because of the overnight travel.

The old man was obviously very clever, and the fodder he had brought for Pagasus was fresh, but it was mixed in with a pile of weeds, so that no one would notice a man who had just pulled a pile of weeds out of the field unless it was specifically inspected.

Alexander walked over to the cellar and tried to push it gently, and the wooden door opened slightly.

He hesitated for a moment and then pushed the door all the way open to the wall, and then walked in with his head down, and when he saw Lucrezia dressed as a peasant girl standing at the table opposite, Alexander smiled softly.

"I thought you'd be waiting for me to come in behind the door with a stick, and then hit me on the head with a stick." Alexander said with a smile, but then his smile froze, as he saw Lucrezia slowly lower her arms behind her and her hands clutching a rusty-looking half-length knife.

"I want to go home," said Lucrezia in a faintly weeping voice, "I want to go back to my father, and if you promise me to send me back, I will beg my father to spare you, and I will not tell me anything about your assault on me." ”

"What do you little fool want to do," Alexander stared at the knife, he was not afraid of what Lucrezia would do to him, but he was a little afraid that she would accidentally hurt herself, just think that those rust marks might make the wound infectious, and in this era of this, any small wound could kill him, Alexander felt that Lucrezia was causing him more trouble at this time than the Venetians outside, "Put down the knife, you will hurt yourself." ”

"Send me home!" Lucrezia shouted angrily, but then she quickly covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that the shouting would be too loud for the outside to hear.

"All right, we'll take you home as soon as we get out of here, I promise," said Alexander, who had just taken a step forward, but then inadvertently glanced at the small window above with a look of surprise in his eyes.

The change in his expression made Lucrezia turn her head to look back, and at that moment Alexander suddenly lunged forward, one of his hands grabbed Lucrezia's wrist holding the knife, and the other hand covered her mouth hard!

Lucrezia screamed in panic, but the cry was muffled by Alexander's hand, and as she struggled to get out, Alexander had already pressed her against the walls of the cellar.

"Listen, don't drag me if you want to die," Alexander whispered angrily to a panicked Lucrezia, "it won't do anyone any good if we fall into the hands of the Venetians, so I'd better be honest, my lady, or I might consider leaving you here alone, but if you're obedient, you'll be back in your Potico Palace soon when this matter is over, understand?" ”

Lucrezia nodded slightly in horror, she felt that her back was being diaphragm, and the strength of the hand on her mouth was so great that she felt as if she was completely controlled by the person in front of her.

Looking at the panicked Lucrezia, Alexander was a little helpless and relaxed, he felt that he might have made a big mistake by deciding to take the risk of kidnapping Lucrezia, and he didn't know if the two of them could get out of danger safely, and it was even more unknown whether they could reach the new castle of Montina.

"Will you let me go home?"

Lucrezia asked in a very small voice, at this time she really looked like a young woman who was only 17 years old, and her eyes that were guarded and dependent and helpless fell into Alexander's eyes, and for a moment he suddenly felt a slight tremor in his heart.

The hand that left his lips did not let go, but gently held up his delicate and smooth jaw, looking at the small face in front of him, Alexander suddenly lowered his head and kissed Lucrezia's soft red lips lightly.

Lucrezia froze for a moment, this kiss was different from the previous "mug kiss" that was forced to be forced because of the urgency of the situation, it was so gentle and gentle and fast, it had passed by even before she could react.

Lucrezia looked at Alexander in a daze, she was a little afraid, afraid that this person would kiss her again, if that she didn't know what to do, whether she would resist desperately even if she was discovered by the Venetians, or endure it silently.

But then she knew her reaction.

Alexander's second kiss was still so gentle and unaggressive that he even touched the tip of Lucrezia's lips lightly at first, and when he got the answer that she didn't resist violently, his lips began to rub slightly against Lucrezia's lips, and then slowly covered them.

Lucrezia didn't know when she had put her hand on Alexander's shoulder, she seemed to resist, but as if to give her body some support, and then she even began to moan softly, because for the first time she felt that this feeling was completely different from when she was with Giovanni.

It wasn't until Alexander took the initiative to let go of her body that Lucrezia gasped and stared into Alexander's eyes and asked, "Why are you kissing me?" ”

"I don't know, maybe it's because we might die after a while, and there's a beautiful woman next to me who must kiss it first to not regret it." Alexander replied indifferently.

Hearing this answer, Lucrezia was slightly stunned, she looked at Alexander in disbelief, and a wave of anger rose in her heart for no reason.

Isn't it because you're beautiful? Isn't it because he's so much more attractive than that Barentia della Rovere?

The pride of conquering this man, which had just appeared in her heart, turned to anger in the next moment, and Lucrezia pushed Alexander away with all her might, and although she did not dare to speak loudly, she still wanted to open her mouth and curse him.

But Alexander waved his hand at her slightly, and then he began to pack up what he had unloaded from his body.

A long sword, a musket and ammunition, and a short sword with him, and all that was left was a small bag of gold coins on his body.

Alexander hid his sword in a corner of the cellar, while stuffing his musket and ammunition into his boots, which were blocked by his fat trouser legs.

Then he hesitated a little and handed the dagger to Lucrezia.

"Take this."

Seeing Lucrezia's strange look, he took her hand and shoved the dagger into hers.

"Listen, we have to help each other now, and even if you retaliate against me, it will only be until we are all safe."

Lucrezia thought for a moment, then turned slightly to lift her skirt and hide her dagger.

For the rest of the day, the two of them sat silently in the cellar, ignoring no one else.

As the light in the small window overhead faded, the cellar darkened until it was completely dark, and the faces of the other were barely visible in the cellar.

"Can we escape?" Perhaps it was the darkness that was unsettling, but Lucrezia, who had not spoken, finally broke the silence that had stretched between the two.

"As long as there are no accidents." Instead of comforting her, Alexander checked his weapon again in the darkness as he stuck the rusty knife he had taken from Lucrezia into his belt.

"If we escape, will you go to my father and ask him to forgive you?" Lucrezia asked suddenly, and then deliberately said, "Although I don't think he will forgive you." ”

"In that case, then I still don't want to look for death myself." Alexander smiled disapprovingly, and when the decision was made to kidnap Lucrezia, he never thought that he would be forgiven by the Borgia family.

Lucrezia snorted angrily, and was about to say something more, but was interrupted by Alexander's soft "shhh" in the dark.

"Someone's coming." Alexander said as he shoved Lucrezia into the cellar, then walked to the door in the dark, listened to the movement outside, and then took two steps back, staring warily at the door.

There was a long creak from the wooden door, and a figure standing outside the door slowly lowered his head and walked in.

"Are you there, sir?" The old man's voice rang out.

"I'm here," Alexander said, taking a step forward, holding the rusty knife in his hand, and when he saw another figure looming in the doorway, the knife in his hand quickly slipped forward and pressed against the old man's neck, "I suppose that's your companion, right?" ”

"Yes, sir, we're here to get you out of this place." The old man hastened to explain.

"Then let's go." Alexander did not let go of the knife against the old man's neck, he beckoned behind him, and then pushed the old man out of the cellar slowly.

Lucrezia nervously followed the three men, and when she reached for the horse as Alexander commanded, Pagasos immediately let out a violent chirp.

"Obedient, Pagassos." Alexander let out a low sigh, and by this time the man outside had opened the door, and the moonlight came in, illuminating the fat on his face that could not help shaking.

"Let's go to the river." Alexander whispered, and under his persecution, the two men had to carefully avoid the Venetians in the street and walk quietly in the shadows under the house.

The Venetians were clearly fond of parties, and the sound of horses' hooves on the ground was drowned out by the jubilant laughter near the church in the distance, and Alexander breathed a sigh of relief when there were fewer houses in front of him and a shining river appeared not far away.

"Master, I keep my word, the ship is there, we will send you there." The old man said with some urgency, "And we ourselves are afraid of the Venetians to see it, and you probably don't know that they hanged a man who would not give them food during the day." ”

"Oh yes." Alexander answered, and watched the old man's companion push the boat that had been dragged ashore down the river, and Alexander motioned for Lucrezia to lead the boat first.

When he saw them on board, Alexander thought for a moment and took out the 10 gold coins he had prepared from his bosom.

"It's yours." Alexander said as he tossed the gold coin into the distant riverbank, and put away his knife as he gestured.

At this moment, the old man's companion, who had always been very obedient, suddenly turned around, and he didn't know when there was a shiny axe in his hand, and at the same time, the old man also pulled out a short knife from his arms!

Lucrezia, who had just turned around, saw the two men rushing towards Alexander, and just as she let out a cry of horror in fear, a roar rang out from the shore!