Hearing the young black servant say this, Alexander's head buzzed, and he sat up abruptly with his body half leaning on the bed, while his uninjured left hand nimbly grabbed the hidden dagger from under the pillow.

The left hand, which no one knows, is more flexible than the right, and even Alexander himself did not pay attention at first.

The owner of this body turned out to be a left-hander, or at least able to use both hands at the same time, and when this habit was discovered, Alexander did not pay much attention to it, but did not deliberately promote it, but still used only the usual right hand according to the custom of later generations.

But when he assassinated Perron, this habit, which he didn't even care about before, became the key to his success in the plot.

When his right shoulder was pierced through the stab, no one thought that he would not only be able to continue to use his weapon flexibly, but also that the power of the sword he stabbed in his left hand was more powerful and skillful than that of his right hand.

It was precisely because of the certainty of a one-hit kill, and the subsequent ability to temporarily deal with the Assassins until the rescue of those who insisted on rushing to the rescue, that Alexander was willing to take the risk and get rid of Perron as a huge threat in one fell swoop.

But now Alexander was taken aback by the words of this black man, he did not expect that the black servant who had been entangled with the assassins before actually saw him assassinate Perron, and from that affirmative tone, it could be heard that this man was not speculating and deceiving him, but did see how he killed Perron.

"What do you want to do," Alexander, who pressed his short sword against the black servant's neck, stared nervously at the closed door, there was no guard who suddenly broke in unexpectedly, and the young black servant kneeling in front of him was a little nervous, but he couldn't help but seem not afraid, "You don't know what you're talking nonsense, do you want to blackmail me?" ”

"No, my lord, I just want to be grateful to you," the young black servant shook his head excitedly, "Thank you for avenging Madame, that Perron deserves to die!" He killed Madame! ”

Alexander stared vigilantly at the black young man in front of him, he seemed to be more clever and well-behaved than other Moors, although he had only spoken a few words to him, but Alexander felt that this person seemed to be more educated than other Moors, but this was not the reason why he could gain trust, Alexander did not know the real purpose of this man, but if he killed him now, it was likely to arouse the suspicion of others.

While Alexander was quickly pondering what to do, the young black man opened the collar of his round-necked blouse, took a small bag tied with strips of cloth from his neck, and opened it cautiously.

In the bag was a handful of hair, and looking at the black servant respectfully holding the handful of hair, Alexander vaguely guessed something.

"This is Madame," explained the black young man with a slight shyness, "that she once fell to the ground while combing her hair, and I knew that it was disrespectful to Madame, but I could not help but admire her, and I would do everything for her, as long as she was willing to smile at me, and I even regarded her as my guardian, but that Perron actually killed her, and if you hadn't killed him, I would have found an opportunity to avenge Madame, and I would not regret it even if I was hanged immediately." ”

Looking at the black youth with red eyes revealing anger, Alexander slowly withdrew his dagger.

If you think about it, there is really no need for this man to play tricks on himself, if he has malicious intentions, he can tell the master or others, then he can get a bounty, and as for blackmailing him, Alexander does not think there is any point in blackmailing a small library treasurer.

What really made Alexander believe him was the handful of hair, the dark brown hair that resembled that of Lady Niodora, and it would be a little too small to say that this man had gone out of his way to get a handful of hair for the purpose of acting or some other purpose.

"Then what are you going to do not denounce me?" Alexander asked warily, he wanted to know the purpose of the black young man, "I killed the city guard of Palermo, or you should tell your master, Monsieur Zioni, about this." ”

"He's not my master," said the black young man's face that had gradually calmed down when he heard the name, "he is a vile bad man, even the most lowly eunuchs can't do those things for him, for the sake of business he let his wife accompany those men, I have even seen more than once he put some very bad things in the wine he gave his wife, and then those men ...... her" The black man's thick lips tightened, and the faint grinding sound between his lips sounded like a beast grinding his teeth, "Madame may not have a good reputation, but she is a good person, She was so good to me, nice to everyone, but that Perron killed her. I just want to thank you, sir, Perron was the worst of those men and killed her, and now you have avenged your wife. ”

Alexander nodded slowly, he could only choose to believe this black young man, although doing so was like having an extra bomb around him that would explode at any moment, but he had no other choice.

"What's your name?"

"Ulliu Osas," replied the young negro with a little excitement, "and by my affection for Madame, believe me, I will never tell this secret." ”

Alexander looked at the black man named Ulliu, thought for a moment, motioned to stand up, and asked cautiously, "Tell me, what are you here for, just to thank me?" ”

"It was Monsieur Zioni who asked me to come," Ulliu's customary bow, while his hands were slightly crossed over his chest, he had done this before, but it had not attracted Alexander's attention at the time, and now he made Alexander wonder where he came from, "He asked you to bring you a letter from him." ”

As he spoke, Uliuu pulled out a letter that looked neatly folded.

At the end of the letter, Mr. Zioni asked the treasurer, for the sake of a bitter widower who had just died of his wife, if he could ask the palace minister not to alienate and punish the captain of the city guard for the assassination of his own house, and not to withdraw some of the business dealings that the palace had promised before.

Alexander noticed that in Monsieur de Zioni's letter, apart from the mention of Madame Neodora for fear of business involvement, there was little condolence for his wife in the letter, and more of a concern about the troubles that might arise, which made him somewhat understand the hatred that Ulliu had had at the mention of Zioni.

"Uliu, go back and tell Monsieur Zioni that if I may, I will explain to the palace minister or the priest what happened that day," said him, whose eyes were fixed on the black youth, "As for you, I choose to believe you, and hope that you will not let me down." ”

"Sir, I am Madame's servant," the young black man bent down and took Alexander's hand and kissed it, "Madame only wanted to be close to you at the end of her life, and if it weren't for that abominable Peron, she would have been in your arms at that time, and that would be enough, not to mention that you still avenge her, and I will always remain loyal to you." ”

Ulliu's words made Alexander's face froze, he knew the meaning of the black young man's words, it was clear that this young servant, who had fallen into a mad love for his mistress, watched Madame Neodora's every move at all times, so that it was clear which man she would be interested in at the banquet, which made him have a strange feeling in his heart, I wonder if this young man had been watching in the dark every time Lady Neodora had a tryst with her lover, and whether he would have murderous intent towards those men who were close to Fang Ze at that time.

Ulliu, of course, did not know these strange thoughts in Alexander's mind, and when he heard Alexander ask him about the affairs of Zioni's house, he said with some indignation: "The relatives of those Madame are the most despicable fellows, and they are now busy with only two things, one is busy with the share of the property belonging to Madame, and the other is asking everywhere when the city of Palermo will be lifted." ”

Uliu's words made Alexander's heart move.

Palermo's period of unrest seems to have finally aroused the displeasure of the court minister, and after a series of troubles such as his own assassination, the disappearance of the former bishop, and the murder of the city guard, Gomez ordered that strict martial law be imposed on the whole of Palermo in order to catch the murderer.

With this order, Gómez had ordered all the troops, including the protection of the Cathedral of Monreale, to obey his orders, and at the same time he ordered more patrols in the city of Palermo, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the number of soldiers in some parts of the city gradually increased, especially in some streets and houses not far from the palace, and there were often groups of Aragonese soldiers patrolling back and forth.

These are all things that Osborne, who came to visit Alexander, seems to have fallen out of favor a little since Perron's death, or rather, a well-spoken and pleasing tailor for Gomez, still can't compare with his real subordinates.

This made Osborne a little disappointed, and when he mentioned the palace minister, although his tone was still full of compliments, his slightly resentful thoughts could be clearly seen from his expression.

Alfonso was somewhat concerned about Alexander's injury, and he sent for a visit and some good-looking snacks, but the visiting priest always seemed to be asking about what had happened that day, until he felt that he finally couldn't ask anything more.

However, the priest did Alexander a favor, and when he tried to find out to no avail, he inadvertently revealed that Alexander learned that the bishopric meeting had been scheduled to be held in a few days on the anniversary of Santa Rosaria.

What's more, in view of the disappearance of Maleccio and the events that have taken place in the intervening period, the bishops seem to sense the danger of their own safety, and after discussion and even quarrelling, the bishops have made an unprecedented decision: the conference will be held not in the Cathedral of the Assumption of the Virgin, which is the Diocesan Palace, that is, the Cathedral of the Church of Palermo.

As soon as the priest left, Alexandre brought out a sketch that Michelangelo had given him, the result of his study of the architecture of the old town of Palermo.

There are not only the present, but also early Norman buildings that have been demolished or built on the original foundations.

Unlike Michelangelo's hand, Alexander's picture has something else on it.