Vol 2 Chapter 7: Visitors

Look at Uliu still holding clothes that he didn't have time to pick up. Alexander frowned, actually he didn't care whether he met the guests in dirty clothes, but now he doesn't even have a suitable jacket except for a shirt on his body. Maybe it's nothing for a middle-aged person, but for young people his age, it seems a little thin and not dignified.
"Who is it?" Alexander wondered, although he knew that someone would come, but seeing Uliu's expression, he knew that it should not be the drunkards who had been fighting downstairs.
"The owner of the name was not notified, but ..." Uliu pondered, "It should be an identified master."
Alexander nodded. He believed Uliu's vision. Although Uliu was sometimes a little stereotyped, he might have been trained as a servant all the year round, and he had a pair of eyes that could look human.
This is not to say that Uliu is a snobbish eye, but that he does have some experience in this area, at least some pretentious people are in front of him.
But this is probably the reason why Uliu ca n’t get used to Mahimo. For the first time, Uliu is helpless to a liar.
"Please come in," Alexander motioned Uliu to open the door. He just stood in the middle of the room. The clothing was never a real armor for a person. The only thing that could arm a person was thinking except the knife and the gun.
Alexander didn't remember who said this, but he felt it was appropriate to use it for self-consolation at this time.
A middle-aged man who appeared to be some age walked into the house. He was wearing a slant soft hat that was popular nowadays. The black hat spiked to the side hung on his shoulders, and he was the same color as a black velvet top. Together, he covered his neck, making this already fat person look thicker.
This man had no weapons, but he had a large leather sac hanging around his waist, which made Alexander wonder if it was a short crossbow or a musket.
The visitor did not speak after entering the door, but looked at Alexandria very seriously, with an impolite look in his eyes, which made Uliu a little unhappy. He coughed a little and deliberately raised his tone and said: "This is my master , The esteemed guardian of the Sicilian lighthouse, the messenger of the Sicilian Kingdom Noble Council south of the lighthouse stationed in the Sicily Kingdom of the north of the lighthouse, Master Alexander Juliant Gumbre. "
The man said nothing. After taking a serious look, he slowly took off the hat on his head, revealing the gratitude without much hair, and then he nodded slightly, "I am honored to meet you, please allow In my personal name, I pay my respects to the King of Sicily, south of the lighthouse. "Then, he looked up at Alexander." I am King's teacher, Joe Sulnan. "
Hearing this person's self-introduction, Alexander's mouth twitched unnoticeably.
He had guessed who would send someone to meet him first.
According to his original guess, although Frederick ’s authority as the uncle was quite prestigious, he was only an earl after all. As long as the king was there, he had no chance. After all, Ferdinand was still young and just married. There was no chance of giving birth to Frederick.
Of course, no one would think that Ferdinand, who had just returned from the country, was suddenly very young and died suddenly, and even had no time to leave a son and a daughter. As a result, Frederick, the uncle, was cheap.
So originally in Alexander's opinion, it was Frederick who heard that the messenger of Sicily in the South had arrived and was anxious to establish a good relationship with the South as soon as possible.
It is not uncommon for even Modillo to come to see him. After all, he first asked for Sicily to send a messenger.
But now, it is the King ’s urgent first-persons, who are also the King ’s teacher. This surprised Alexander a little, and at the same time vaguely guessed some of the reasons.
It seems that the young King of Naples may not be as unbearable as some people say, at least from the fact that he is anxious to see the Sicilian messenger, the king is also aware of the pressure from the uncle.
Otherwise he would not be so anxious to rush to send someone before others.
It can also be seen from this that the situation of this King of Naples does not seem very optimistic.
"Alexander Juliant Gumbre, emissary of King Ferdinand of Sicily, ordered by the panel to meet with Lord Modillo, Earl of Naples," said Alexander at the time when he saw the Joe Sulnan appearing A trace of surprise and confusion, he noticed that the teacher seemed to show this way when he was announced in Uliu before, which made him wonder whether it was Naples until now, and it is unclear what happened in Sicily. What's wrong.
Sure enough, Josulnan asked in a slightly puzzled tone: "Excuse me, can I know what the noble parliament that your envoy said represents, as far as I know, the kingdom of Sicily in the south was led by King Ferdinand of Aragon The palace of His Majesty II who was stationed in Sicily was ruled for generations, so allow me to express my confusion about the authority of the noble parliamentary group you represent. "
Alexander nodded, but he understood the occlusion of the Neapolitans. It may have been known about what happened in Sicily. Venice and Genoa may have been farther away, but for those Naples who have just escaped from their escape, they are probably more concerned. How to restore your own power and how to deal with those allies who just helped them out of the French and are now asking them for benefits.
Perhaps even the Aragonese in Naples did not know what happened in Sicily, which is also the king ’s territory.
Alexander had to be slightly simpler to explain to the king's teacher what happened in Sicily.
Although as calm as possible, Joe Sulnan ’s face still changed slightly from time to time, and he seemed to have some doubts about Alexander ’s words. When he heard that Alexander had encountered a change at sea, only one servant came to Naples with himself. The look of a king's teacher is not so good.
"Your Excellency, I regret that I cannot help but express my due suspicion to your words," Joe Sulnan once again looked at Alexander with a scrutiny. "I am not saying doubts about your identity, but the authority of the noble parliamentary group you represent. Consider it. "
Joe Sulnan seemed to try to make his words sound less direct, but even then Alexander still heard what he said.
Obviously, as Joe Sulnan said, he was doubting, but this doubt was not only for the Sicilian noble parliamentary group, but also for Alexander himself.
"I can understand that I will wait here until you confirm this, but I want to declare that the noble parliament has the supreme power to decide everything in Sicily before His Majesty the King does not send a new palace phase."
Looked at Joe Sulnan, who persevered after leaving a few words, and Alexander shook his head slightly disappointedly.
It seemed that there was really no talent around the young king. Alexander thought about it. At least this Joe Sulnan seemed to be indecisive and forward looking. Although he seemed calm, he actually felt that he was not responsible.
This man is also the teacher of the king, and the king actually wants his teacher to meet someone who they are not even sure is a liar. This makes Alexander more certain that the Ferdinand of Naples is lacking in what is available. People.
It was already brightly lit outside the window. Alexander was lying in bed looking at a thick wooden room purlin, thinking about the big and small things that have happened since he came to this era.
From Sicily to Naples, from an unidentified Greek fugitive to a missionary messenger, Alexander didn't think there was anything special about these changes.
Think carefully that he is still nothing, and even lost his original precious things.
Looked at the pearls on the coat hanging by the window, and Alexander felt a little pain.
The door rang again, and Uliu leaned in.
"Master, there are guests visiting again," the Moors whispered "It is an adult who claimed to be Gondosa, he said he was ..."
"It's the emissary sent by the king to Naples!" As a tall figure suddenly slammed open the door of the imaginary room to occupy the whole door position, the unexpected guest suddenly pushed away unscrupulously to block the Moors in front of him , And then strode to the open space in the middle of the room, and then looked down at Alexander who was still lying on the bed. "And you young man, stand up and talk back to me."
Alexander sat up slowly in amazement. The bearded face in front of him was more like a bearded man like a pirate than a special envoy of the kingdom he said, which made him feel as if the floor was shaking every step of the way. Even if this person is standing in such a fortress-like room, there is still an illusion that they can destroy everything at any time.
"A young man," this guilty grin looks like disgust, and looks at Alexandria critically up and down. Young man, don't expect me to look at you with the name of the person who gave you the name. A good surname may not be more useful than a notched axe. "
Said this while talking about the room, UU reading www. When uukanshu.com saw the coat hanging in front of the window, the disgust on his face was even deeper.
"Sicily actually sent a playboy, and the king knew that he would teach Gomez the shit," said the man, walking up to Alexandria and looking at him again and again. "Tell me what Gomez asked you to do, But no matter what you are doing, you need to understand one thing first. I ’ll make the final decision here. "
Alexander looked at this person, but he was a little curious about who this person really was, but before that, he found himself having to explain again about Sicily.
"I'm sorry, I want to state that I was not sent by the Gomez Palace. Unfortunately, the Gomez Palace was killed in a riot in Sicily not long ago. I was caused by ..."
"what did you say!"
A roar suddenly burst out of the man's mouth. He reached out and grabbed Alexander's collar, and brought him directly to his eyes. Even Uliu, who rushed over to help his master, was thrown aside by a hard push.
"You say what happened again!"
"Gomez Palace Minister was not killed a long time ago," Alexander looked at this man unexpectedly. The man cursed Gomez unkindly before, but now he was so excited to hear his death. "This is not long ago. Sicily has sent messengers to report to the king. "
"Dead? Just die?"
The man released his hand blankly, slowly lowered his head to the bed and sat down. When he raised his head again, Alexander saw tears in his eyes.
"Do you know Lord Gomez?" Alexander asked in a low voice.
"Of course I know, I am Gondoza of Varash, and Gomez is my brother." The man cried when he finished holding his head.