Vol 3 Chapter 106: Troubled times

Caesar's roar echoed over the garden. He saw the assassin's scimitar passing over Lucrezia's throat, and saw Lucrezia's body falling sideways. At this moment, his hands and feet became completely cold, even his heart seemed to be Suddenly stopped like a grip!
But then the terrified shouts of Lucrezia woke him up, and he only realized that whether it was due to negligence or Lucrezia ’s life-saving instinct at a critical time, although the thrill, but the assassin ’s knife did not Hit.
"Come here !!" Caesar screamed hysterically. He desperately rushed towards the assassin, and only then did he discover that the assassin in the guard's clothes was wearing a mask with his eyes only.
The man did not continue his hands after the knife was not cut, he just stood there looking at the terrified and unstoppable Lucrezia on the ground. At this time, the noble lady no longer had her or Innocent romance or graceful temperament, her hair was pale and her face was pale, she could n’t even care about the skirt being cut by the stones exposed on the ground, but she kept crying in horror, while she was kneeling and crawling towards Caesar Pounce.
Caesar's shouts caught the attention of the guards outside the Portico Palace. As the murmur of human voices quickly came from all around, the outside of the garden was full of shadows, and the rapid footsteps sounded far and near.
Caesar had already rushed to Lucrezia, and then held her in his arms desperately with both hands to protect her body, eyes fixed on the terrible person opposite.
Looking at the man's skillful manipulation of the saber, Caesar had a hunch that the man was fully capable of killing the guards before they arrived.
"Leave us alone," Caesar stared at the assassin's eyes. "If you want, you can come to me in the future, and I will fulfill one of your conditions. I swear to God to do it."
The assassin shook his head slightly, as if he didn't care about his oath at all, but he didn't continue to rush over, but looked in the direction of a guard who had appeared first in the distance, and then suddenly turned and got into the towering tower next to him. Grove.
"Wow", because Lucrezia, who was unable to panic and tremble, only cried when she arrived. She tried her best to hold Caesar's shoulders unwilling to let go, and at the same time, she tried to push her body into his arms. "Too Terrible, he is going to kill me! "
"It's okay, Lucrezia, I'm here," Caesar also clung to Lucrezia's body, and kissed her forehead non-stop to comfort her, but he quickly calmed down. "The man didn't think Kill you, otherwise you will die long ago. "
"It's terrible!" Lucrezia clutched Caesar's clothes in one hand, seeming to be afraid that he would disappear, and the other hand clutched his neck. "He cut my neck directly, almost cut my head! But why did he do this? "
"I don't know," Caesar looked at the disappearing direction of the assassin somewhat blankly. The bush that was crooked by him was still shaking, and at the same time he heard vaguely, then followed by a few short bursts The screams came, and the sound of the screams seemed to be farther away. Obviously the assassin was defeating the guards who intercepted him all the way until there was no sound at the end.
Caesar's face was somber, his body trembling slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of fear or anger, or simply humiliation.
He, Caesar Borgia, son of the Pope, archbishop of Valencia, and soon may become a cardinal, but had to bow down to an assassin for mercy, even promised him to save his life, this huge humiliation gave He instantly became filled with anger after the crisis passed.
Looking at the guards that appeared one after another, Caesar's eyes narrowed. He didn't understand how anyone would get into the Portico Palace during the day, and he didn't understand why this person stabbed Lukrezija.
Caesar can be sure that this person is not here to kill him, because if that is the case, he can wait for him to come close and then come out from behind the trees. In view of that person, he quickly defeated the guard and escaped without being blocked. It seems that he is going to kill An unarmed self is okay.
So, his goal is Lucrezia?
This discovery did not relax Caesar a little, but felt more tense.
Lucrezia has always lived happily in Portico because she did n’t have any trouble, and because of this, the Borgia family never thought that someone would be against her, so even the pope ’s Daughter, the protection of the Portico Palace is not particularly strict.
Perhaps because of this, the assassin can smoothly mix in and carry out the assassination. As far as he is fully confident, he has not started. Caesar has been reluctant to think about the reasons for it. He only knows that the safety of Lucrezia is threatened. Hurt her.
"You have to leave here," said Caesar, suddenly thinking about it.
"Don't leave Caesar, don't leave me!" The terrified Lucrezia clutched Caesar's clothes tightly. "I'm so scared."
"I mean we all have to leave here, it's not safe here anymore." Caesar said as he looked around. It seemed that someone in any corner of the garden might suddenly jump out and assassinate them. "We have to go to our father and we have to inform you. Giovanni and Jeffrey, let them add guards. "
Family first made Caesar think of his family at this moment. He hurriedly let the guards protect the shocked Lukreziya from the Portico Palace, and ordered his men to send messages to other family members.
When the people in the Portico Palace panicked, a figure was quickly leaving the palace. He first quickly crossed the palace wall, and then quickly penetrated into a wood. After alertly throwing off the trailing soldiers, this The man took off the guard's coat, revealing a very ordinary civilian dress.
His sharp saber had been put into a wooden box that seemed to be used to hold tools, and after taking off his set, Na Shan's slightly dark face appeared.
At this time, Nashan looked like a very ordinary stonemason worker.
Not far from the Portico Palace, there is a magnificent building under construction. This building will become one of the most prestigious palaces in the Vatican in many years. It will house Botticelli and Leonardo da Vinci , And the immortal masterpiece of Raphael, the little fart child who is still pregnant with her mother, and it is interesting that this palace does not have the work of its builder Michelangelo, which is the Vatican ’s Holy See. library.
Today, this library, which has been expanded several times and eventually became one of the most famous religious collections in the Christian world, is just a site that has been dug up everywhere, walking on the edge of the dusty site, the same dust Michelangelo The dusty face showed an uncontrollable excitement.
"Look, this is a library," "Xiaomi", who has some fame in Rome just now because of his upsurge, said to Alexander next to him with excitement, "I really didn't expect that the grown-up would value me so much. Knowing that from the time when he asked me to repair the cathedral, I felt like I was being favored by God. "Speaking of which, he seemed to realize that this was inappropriate, and quickly explained that" I mean the Archbishop of Valencia is like It is a blessed angel sent by God. Can you understand that he really takes care of it. "
Looking at Michelangelo's incoherent expression with excitement, Alexander could understand.
In this era, no matter how great the artist is, he needs the support of nobles, and in this era of Italy, what is indispensable is a group of dignitaries who are almost obsessed with art.
Whether it is Borgia, Sforza, Rovere, or the Medici family who has been driven out of Florence and looking for help everywhere, these powerful families generally have an unusual interest in art, whether this interest is Really like it or just a vassal, these people are indeed using different methods to support the artistic talents who sponsor themselves.
It is their generous and generous support that the art masters of this era will give full play to their strengths, and even some people can borrow the name of artistic creation, get rid of the shackles of repressed thoughts, and start pursuing from Rome For the first time in thousands of years after the demise, he longed for hope for a new life.
"This will be an amazing library. I believe it will allow me to remember my name in the future," Michelangelo still gave a speech with excitement, and he looked at Alexander very seriously. "But this is also because You, without the gold coins you gave me, I will not come to Rome. "
"I believe that you will still come to Rome without me," Alexander shook his head. Of course he knew that he was right. Michelangelo's success started in Rome, so even without him, the immediate " Xiaomi will still be the admirable art master later and I can assure you that although this library is magnificent, it is by no means the highest point of all your achievements, or it is just the beginning, your Achievements will definitely be greater, and there will be more miracles waiting for you to create. "
Michelangelo looked at Alexander with some consternation. He could feel that Alexander's attitude was not polite when he said these words, but it seemed to be just narrating a fact. At this moment he even had a young man in front of him who seemed to see him. The illusion of the future reminded him of another thought he had been thinking while listening to these words.
"Remember the thing I mentioned before," Michelangelo stared at Alexander's face with bright eyes. "I think you really have a head like a Greek god. Believe me. Your appearance is too impressive. Fascinated, I mean that your look meets all the requirements of a master engraver. So, would you like to be my model? "
Alexander looked a little speechless at the obsessed "Xiaomi" with a golden face in front of him. Although he knew how much he looked like he had fallen into an obsession with art creation, but the thought of this prince circulating in later generations seemed to be special. Orientation rumors, Alexander was slightly chilled behind.
Just then, he saw a "worker" walking on the construction site.
Alexander immediately found an excuse to get rid of his infatuated "Xiaomi", and after passing through most of the construction site, he saw Nashan who had been waiting there a little further away.
"Why did you kill that woman?" Nashan asked a little puzzled. "I don't like killing women, even if it just scares her."
"I just wanted to scare her," Alexander just smiled at Nashan's question, and then his expression became solemn. "Are you really going to take Sophia away?"
Nashan looked at Alexander a bit unexpectedly. He had raised this matter several times before, but he was rejected by Alexander. If he was n’t worried that Sophia would be angry, he had already hit the eyes of this young man who had no reason to take his daughter. Now, listening to him suddenly asked, Nashan couldn't help but wonder: "Why, are you willing to let me take her away?"
Alexander instinctively shook his head, but then stopped and looked at Nashan and said: "Do you know what Sophia means to me?"
Nashan did not speak. He also knew that Alexander did not want to hear his answer. Sure enough, Alexander continued: "She saved me more than once, and in my eyes she is proof that I know that I am alive in this world. "
Alexander saw the doubts in Nashan's eyes. He knew that Nashan could not understand the meaning of his sentence. In fact, no one but himself knew what he meant.
From Ding Chao to Alexandre Juliant Gumbre, from just trying to survive in this era, to having to take the initiative to get involved in the disturbing right and wrong, Sophia is an important or even direct cause of his changes.
In the dungeon of Palermo Palace, when he saw that Sophia was about to be humiliated, he used the name of Joel Modillo to help the two of them get rid of the crisis at that time. From that time, Alexander had already known that he did not Retreat.
Sophia is the root of all his decisions!
"A lot of things will happen next," Alexander looked back at the Tiber River in the distance, and the farther Roman city was blocked by the rolling hills. "Maybe you are right to take Sophia away temporarily."
"Oh, is it?" The news did not make Nashan look very happy. His smart eyes did not live on Alexander's face. Then he stretched his hand and twisted his beard. "So you are willing to let Sophia go." , But I want to know what you think, boy, do n’t play tricks with me, I ’ve seen many tricks of the Jagers. "
Alexander smiled bitterly, of course he knew that his sudden and thoughtless consent would surely cause Nashan's suspicion.
"Rome, it may soon be uneven," Alexander said helplessly. "I was worried that Sophia would not be protected at that time."
"Oh?" Nashan frowned. "It's been a long time since I came out ~ EbookFREE.me ~ There can't be no one around the queen, since I will take Sophia away with me, but it's going to be you and her Say."
Alexander nodded silently. He knew that this was really up to him, but when he thought of Sophia's possible reaction after hearing the news, Alexander felt a little uneasy.
But he knew he had to do this, and with the arrival of 1497, the series of huge changes that might happen throughout Italy, Alexander couldn't help but secretly startle.
In the coming turmoil, he was not sure that he could protect Sophia, and at the thought of possibly putting Sophia in danger, his heart could not help tightening again and again.
However, before returning to the Palace of Marino, Alexander had not had time to figure out how to tell Sophia about it. An order from the Holy See recalled him to the Vatican again.
Only this time, it was not Alexander VI who saw him, but the secretary named Nomelo beside the pope.
The first sentence of the pope ’s secretary was frightening:
Young man, you ’re in trouble!