Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Wail Over Transylvania
A good marriage always has to go through many twists and turns, including contradictions and prejudices caused by arrogant character, and perhaps malicious misdirection by others, intentionally or unintentionally.
Alexander's marriage to Sophia was so special that if doctrinal they could not even say that they had ever had a valid marriage contract, it is debatable whether the ceremony they had performed was binding on both parties, even among the Bohemians.
Morco was obviously hostile to Alexander, but he was a knight, and although his status was not high, he always maintained the dignity of a knight.
So even though he knew that the Montina soldiers who were now considered heroes were not far away, he still maintained his pride as a knight.
That is to say, if you say bad things about people, you should say them to your face, not hurt them in the back.
As for the possible clash with the Montinas, Morco was not afraid, because this kind of thing happened almost every day in the city.
People may have great reverence for the Count of Montina himself, but many were not so convinced of his men.
Some of the young people, in particular, have been irritated by the fact that the girls are talking about the foreigners and their fashionable dress, so that if anyone can stand up and thwart the prestige of the arrogant foreigners, many will want to see it.
It's just that Sophia's appearance has completely changed things.
No one knew why Sophia had suddenly appeared in front of such a tavern, but it didn't matter, the important thing was that she happened to hear Morko's shouting.
Some of the Montina soldiers who had been going to teach the Zagreb man a lesson immediately recognized Sophia, and when they saw that Sophia's already wheat-like face instantly darkened, the Montina soldiers immediately realized that something might be wrong.
Sophia has a bad reputation for being short-tempered, which is even one of the reasons why many people think Alexander should leave her in the first place.
No one wants to serve a hot-tempered hostess who always finds a reason to be jealous for no reason, and Sophia is indeed criticized in this regard.
Perhaps due to her precarious marital status and origin, Sophia was deeply wary of everyone, as evidenced by the fact that she always carried the short crossbow that Alexander gave her.
Now that she suddenly heard Morko's words, Sophia's emotions immediately became agitated with anger.
She stood at the door of the tavern with her eyes fixed on Morco, as if she would pounce on her in the next moment, when the tavern suddenly became silent because of her sudden presence, a slightly surprised voice came from the street a little further outside the tavern.
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
The Montina soldiers in the tavern suddenly felt that God had finally appeared, or that the Grand Duke of Wallachia, Cepes, was an angel sent by God to save them.
Sophia didn't change her attitude because of Cepes's presence, she still stared at Morco, as if she wanted him to finish speaking.
Then she simply walked over and gently stabbed Morco in the chest with a whip she was holding.
"Knight Morco, what's going on?" Chipes asked, puzzled.
At this time, Morco's face turned red and even a little excited, he didn't expect the princess to appear here, and it seemed that he took the initiative to come to him.
This made Morko's voice tremble because of his surprise: "I beg your pardon, Your Highness, but just now, I did say something that might cause disputes. ”
Speaking of this, Morco felt that he had to calm down, and he deliberately glanced at the ugly-faced Montina soldiers before continuing in a slightly proud tone: "But I don't regret what I just said, and if anyone thinks I'm offending their master, I'm willing to accept the challenge." ”
The Montina soldiers immediately became agitated, some grasping their swords, others looking at Cepes to see how he would react.
Cepes looked playfully at the people in front of him, and finally his gaze fell on Prato and he was slightly stunned.
He recognized the man as the Roman merchant who seemed to be in high esteem with the king, and he had seen this man in and out of the castle more than once before, and from the look on his face in a hurry, it was clear that the visits were not for business.
Now seeing this person suddenly appear, and Morco, who was usually rude but did not cause any trouble, happened to openly provoke the Montina people at this time, which made Cepes think of all kinds of possibilities for a while.
So what to do, to allow such a duel to take place?
Cepes looked at Sophia, and he found that Sophia had been staring at the Morco since she entered the tavern, which made him a little curious,
The messenger of Zagreb was in fact an unlucky banished bastard, as could be seen from his own drunken and unending nagging of drunken babbling alone, but now Sophia seemed to have suddenly taken an interest in this man, and Cepes was secretly excited at the same time as he was surprised.
Alexander's relationship with Sophia made Tzepes suspicious, after all, Sophia's status as a Greek princess naturally had an extraordinary influence.
Although it was unclear what kind of relationship the two had between them, Pace clearly felt that Sophia had changed significantly since meeting Alexander.
"Knight, remember what I said to you when you first arrived in Bucharest, your sword is for the purpose of keeping your faith and defending the city, and not for your own reasons in the streets and alleys," Cepes looked at a few Montina soldiers with the same sternness, and the locals did not hear the news of the antipathy of the Montina army, and although he would not support it, he would not go out of his way to stop it, "Put away your swords, you will die for a nobler cause, Instead of taking the other party's life in such a place. ”
Morco stared straight at the Montina soldiers, but more of his attention was on Sophia, who let go of his grip on the hilt of his sword when he saw that Sophia seemed to look impatient.
"I'm willing to listen to your orders, it's not because I'm afraid of death, let's see who is the man on the battlefield."
The Montina soldiers watched silently as Morco walked out of the tavern, but it was Sophia who was really paying attention.
Seeing Sophia's gaze at them, several Montina soldiers who had been about to make trouble before barely squeezed out a smile on their faces, but looking at the horsewhip she held tightly in their hands, several people were very interested and did not speak.
Sophia was a little troublesome, she was anxious to find out what was going on with the Miss Alosia she had just heard, but when she saw Prato standing nearby, she suddenly changed her mind.
"Ah~"
Sofia pointed at Prato and scolded, and when she saw that Prato seemed puzzled or should I say a little reluctant, Sofia stabbed him in the chest with the whip in her hand.
"Looks like you're going to have to come with us," Chipes said to Prato helplessly, feeling that Sophia was in a bad mood right now, or that she had been angry since Alexander came, "It won't be long, Your Highness may need you." ”
Prato wanted to justify that there was really nothing wrong with him, but looking at the whip dangling in front of him, he immediately nodded in agreement.
When Alexander heard what had happened in the tavern, he was stunned for a moment, and then ordered the soldiers who were drinking in the tavern to be hung from the door frame in the courtyard.
Looking at the hapless soldiers who had been stripped naked and dangled from the door frame, Alexander motioned for the two Balkans next to him to pull them steady.
"Do you know why you're being punished?"
"We're embarrassed to the master." An Agri veteran said anxiously.
"No," Alexander rubbed his aching head, "and that's what makes me angry when you let that Morco say so many bad things about me in front of Sophia and you can't stop him." ”
With that, Alexander waved his hand to the eager Balkans next to him, turned and walked towards the house.
Behind him, the sound of whips whipping flesh mixed with screams resounded throughout the courtyard.
Prato always thought that he was actually very lucky, and when he was in his hometown, he was worried about idleness all day, and he used his childhood friend Raphael to get into the University of Pisa, and then through Raphael, he met such big names as the Count of Montina and Caesar Borgia, and later even had the opportunity to meet the Pope.
Then, when he was terrified because of the failure of his investment, he was inexplicably financed by the Count of Montina and became a prominent businessman.
Even in the Ottoman-occupied area, he was turned into a bad luck because he met a "reasonable" Ottoman nobleman, which made Prato feel as if he really had God's favor and grace.
It was only after following Sophia back to the castle that Prato began to wonder if he had been too blindly confident.
Or if he did get lucky, it was before he met a hateful woman named Sophia Alexandra Valleora.
Prato felt that he had some skill for dealing with women, and although he preferred to deal with beautiful young girls, Prato would have made them smile whenever he needed them, whether they were 6-year-old girls or 60-year-old women.
However, this Greek princess completely subverted Prato's self-confidence in front of the opposite sex.
After Sophia took the two of them to her courtyard in the castle, she walked around angrily, no one knew what she was for, but seeing her standing in front of the weapon rack from time to time staring at the long sword hanging on the shelf in a daze, no one dared to disturb her for a while.
Everyone knows that Sophia has a bad habit of holding a sword and slashing indiscriminately when she is angry, although she really rarely gets angry, and most of the time she is more cute like an angel, but as long as you are a little familiar with her, you know that in this well-developed girl's body, there is an anxious and impulsive heart.
Sophia stood facing the weapon rack for a while, and suddenly turned to the two people who were also standing in the courtyard in a daze, she first waved her hand to let Morco come closer, and then hurriedly waved her hand as if to say something, but neither Morco nor Prato obviously didn't understand what she meant, looking at the two people with blank faces, Sophia couldn't help but get angry and her face rose red.
From a close distance, Mourco looked at Sophia's cheeks like a sunset, he did think about pursuing the princess before, but his purpose was not simple, or he just wanted to prove his charm to someone.
But now looking at the princess from such a close distance, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten what to say, and only his heart was beating faster and faster, until Sophia impatiently poked his finger in his chest, and Morco finally came to his senses.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I'm willing to follow your orders, but I don't know what you're going to ask me to do." Morko said with some chagrin that for the first time he felt that it was a serious mistake or even a crime not to understand these gestures, and he looked at Morko for help, but saw the same blank expression.
Sophia paused, she also seemed to feel a little too impatient, she thought for a moment and walked to the wall and drew her long sword, and in the fear of the two people in front of her, she used the tip of the sword to carve a name on the ground crookedly - "Alexandria"!
Looking at the name, Sophia exhaled slightly, but then frowned again, and carved another name "modenaGraf" on the ground with her sword, and then nodded with a little satisfaction, and then looked at the two people in front of her who were squeezing their heads together and staring at the ground.
It's just that what she didn't expect was that Morko, who looked up after looking at it for a while, was still dazed, and he looked at Prato again as if asking for help.
Although he had always prided himself on being a knight, Morco knew that he was no match for his merchant friend in terms of learning.
Prato, on the other hand, looked at the two names on the ground, but his heart was beating a drum.
Prato noticed that Sofia had carved first Alexander and then the title of Count Montina, which made Prato already have some speculation in his mind.
Only those close to him would use the other person's name instead of the title from the beginning, and it is clear that the princess was completely accustomed to using the count's real name instead of his title when the name was first inscribed.
Thinking of this, Prato suddenly felt that the time had come for him to show his talents, and he first made a reassuring gesture to Morco, and then said to Sophia with a smile: "Your Highness, if you want to know about the Count of Montina, then you have found the right person, and I am arguably the one who knows the Count best in this city, for I have had the privilege of attending the baptism of the Count's honorable daughter, Mademoiselle Duchess of Pisa, as you must know. It's the ...... of the Count's lovely daughter with the esteemed Miss Lucrezia, oh my mother, what are you going to do! Help, murder! ~~”
As Prato's terrible screams echoed in the courtyard, the sky over Bucharest, the capital of Transylvania, the home of the vampires, was enveloped in terror.