Vol 6 Chapter 62: Night

Alfred's team arrived at Billy Shelley almost noon the next day. The reason why it was so slow was mainly because the entire team carried too much.
Exquisite paintings, expensive carvings, glassware filled with boxes and sturdy, and the accompanying nobles who are usually wild in front of dinners and lovers, but they can even be in the wild. The noble ladies.
So when the team in Naples saw the shadow of Billy Shelley, many people cheered with joy, as if they had experienced a long and thrilling trek.
But what made the nobles including Count Modillo unexpected was that waiting for them in Billy Shelley was not a comfortable bed and prepared dishes, but a mess after the battle. phase.
What surprised the Neapolitans even more was that Alfonso, Duke of Billy Shelley, actually died!
Even when Earl Modillo heard this news, he could n’t help but feel a little bit lost for a while because of the accident. He looked at Alexander who told him about it and wanted to see what was on his face. Then he asked directly After asking the question in my heart: "Tell me, did you do this?"
"No." Alexander was not angry because of the count's suspicion. In fact, he knew that other people actually thought the same, but no one dared to ask like the count. "I don't have to kill him, do I, and I'm still there It's a headache for this matter. "
"It's not good, Qiao Ling, I sometimes feel that I really don't know what you are thinking, so please, if you want to do something, it's best to tell me in advance," said the count and frowned suddenly. Ask "Isn't it really you?"
"Have you distrusted me so much now?"
Looking at Alexandria ’s intent glance, the count gently shook his head: "I just suspected that you might have done something impulsively, such as what Alfonso might have done to Rasa to irritate you. Know Alver Alfonso may not have heard of the fact that Red was sick, so maybe he would think that if Alfred died and he could marry Ruosha, then his chances of becoming a king would be even greater. I have no doubt about what terrible things Lusha did, just like not doubting that you will definitely kill him. "
"Sir, you really found a good reason for me." Alexander really admired Count Modillo, but after a while, Kung Fu actually came up with such a good excuse for him, but it can be seen from this The count clearly still did not believe that Alfonso ’s death had nothing to do with him.
This made Alexander feel a little bit wrong.
"Alfonso may have been killed by Ferdinand's people, or we can be so sure that this is the case, but now we can't say to anyone," watching the count nod, Alexander continued to say, "we caught A captive, although this person refuses to speak, we can use this person. "
Count Modillo just nodded. He did n’t want to know what Alexander would do. He was more concerned about how to solve the problem at hand.
Alfonso ’s death was too unexpected. When he decided to temporarily move his capital to Billy Shelley, the Duke Billy Shelley suddenly died. This no matter who it seemed to the king, Alfred could not escape the suspicion, and Because of Alfonso's sister Xia Sang, the Naples nobles couldn't help but worry about whether the incident would anger the Pope.
If the Vatican condemns such murders, it will be an unbearable blow to the kingdom of Naples, which is in the midst of storms.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, the Pope will not blame this matter," Alexander comforted Alfred, who was lying on the bed in doubt, "as I once said to Alfonso himself, if he wanted to To put pressure on Naples through the Pope, he would be wrong, he would not get any help in this matter. "
Alfred nodded a little hardly after taking a breath. The bumps along the way made him almost breathless when he reached Billy Shelley, and now he was lying in bed and his spirit was slightly better.
Looking at Alexandria, Alfred's eyes showed a complex look. He turned his head slightly to look at Ruosha standing on the other side of the bed. After a while, he gently waved his hand: "I want to talk to the queen alone."
Alexander's gaze paused on Alfred's face, but then bowed slightly away.
What can Alfred do at this time?
Alexander couldn't help but shook his head secretly.
When there were only two people, Alfred's spirit seemed to be better. He turned sideways and looked at his wife without saying a word. Alfred suddenly looked at him when he was so annoyed that he was about to speak. Say: "What if you die?"
Ruosha couldn't help but she looked at Alfred unexpectedly, as if she didn't expect him to say so and she didn't know how to answer.
"Your uncle is an ambitious person, he will definitely take the power of the kingdom in his hands, and your brother I think his ambition is greater, then how will they arrange your future?" Alfer Red looked at Ruosha. "They may re-arrange a marriage for your own benefit. Of course, if they are bold enough, they may push you to the queen's throne, but do you think they will make you a real queen?"
Ruosha looked at Alfred unexpectedly. She admitted that she was so surprised that she couldn't even speak. At this time, she never thought that Alfred, who had been lying on the bed, was so clearly understood. His own situation can even be said to understand her situation.
As Alfred said, if he died, Ruo Sha ’s family really had reason and ability to push her to the queen ’s throne, but then, with Count Modillo ’s desire for possession of power, her only Isn't it the end to be a puppet queen?
Seeing Ruosha being silent, Alfred coughed slightly, and then took Ruosha's hand: "Listen to me, you can be a good wife and a good queen, and you know my biggest wish in my life is to be Your husband, I pray to God and ask me to give me a chance to be your husband. Now I just hope that you will also give me the opportunity to perform my duties as a husband and a king. "
Ruosha looked at Alfred silently, and she admitted that this was the first time she seriously looked at her husband like this, and then she found that maybe she had never really understood Alfred before.
"Now all you need is rest. If you want to achieve what you just said, you must get well soon."
Luo Sha finally opened her mouth. She applied clean water to the Alfred's forehead with the handkerchief in the copper basin next to her. As she slowly fell asleep, Luo Sha stood in front of the bed and stared down at him for a long time.
Then she raised her hand and gently tapped Alfred's forehead with her index finger.
Who is innocent in this era?
Thinking of Alexander, Ruosha took a step back slightly.
"Bang ~"
A few inaudible soft voices came from Ruo Sha's lips, then she turned and walked outside.
Outside the door, Alexander looked at the rolling roof of Billy Shelley in the distance.
Compared with Naples, Billy Shelley is too small. The houses here are low and the streets are dirty. Some nobles who came with the king apparently regretted it. They complained that the place assigned to them was too simple, and then it was right. Live in the castle like everyone else and express dissatisfaction.
The entire small town was suddenly packed with so many people and horses, and it was obviously messy. Some locals had even been evicted from their houses. After receiving a small severance payment, these locals People have to go to a more remote place to find a foothold.
Ruosha walked to Alexandria and stood side by side with him, looking at the town in the distance. This is the lowest place in the castle. A bridge between the two towers can overlook the distance, and under the bridge is It leads to a wooden door behind the castle.
"The king is asleep."
Alexandria noticed that this was the first time Alsa was called by Alfred.
"What did he say to you?"
"You wouldn't think of it," Ruosha said, turning her head slightly to look at Alexander. "Alexander, do you think I will become Queen of Naples?"
"No," unexpectedly, Alexander shook his head gently. "I did think that before, and you will one day become Queen of Naples, but did you know that, Rosa, when you appeared with Grenadiers, At that moment outside Bucharest, at that time, I suddenly felt that Naples was too small for you. The count ’s wish was to reunify the two Sicilian kingdoms one day. I might have thought that he was too persistent before, but at that time But I think the count is right to do this, "Alexander looked to Ruosha." My sister, only two Sicilian crowns really deserve you. "
Ruosha showed a stunned expression, this was the first time she heard Alexander say this, and this made Ruosha feel as if she was facing a dream.
"Alfred," Alexander glanced at the door behind him. "He seemed to have noticed something."
"Yes, he noticed it," Ruosha looked at Alexander with some annoyed eyes. "Is it naive, I even thought he was a little pitiful before, in fact, as you said he was a king."
"You don't have to worry about this," Alexander reached out and gently stroked Rusha's hair blown by the mountain wind. "You are a natural queen, but not all queens have been a qualified ruler from the beginning, even Castilla Queen Isabella, she hasn't tasted anything stupid. "
"So do you think I was doing stupid things before?" Zuo Sha was annoyed, but then smiled softly. "It's true that I was doing stupid things, but fortunately, everything is still in time."
As the night fell, the castle chapel lit brightly.
Alfonso ’s body had been placed in a coffin, and the Archbishop of Naples stood in front of the coffin and watched the prince Billy Shelley lying there sigh.
From the beginning of Alfonso II, the royal family of Naples seems to have been cursed. The accident of three consecutive kings who died in five years has made many people think that the royal family of Naples is in danger of heirs.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Alfonso would risk making a claim to the throne. Now think about the Archbishop even thinking that perhaps Alfonso knew from the beginning that he may not have been able to compete with Alfred, but he was still so bold Standing up, he might just do it for the future.
What if Alfred is like his unlucky cousin Ferdinand? If one day he died early in the English year, wouldn't Alfonso claim the throne again?
After all, the reason that it has been declared once is enough to be the basis for his claim again. He may really just lay the foundation for a real battle for the throne in the future.
It's just that all this disappeared with the death of Alfonso. As for who instructed the person who killed Alfonso, the Archbishop didn't really care much.
After dawn, that person will be sentenced to death.
As for why he is so hasty, the Archbishop has all kinds of speculations like everyone else, but when he wants to come, this is destined to be a mystery that may never be solved.
Because of the recent attack, the city of Billy Shelley was heavily guarded, and the Balkan patrol stepped on the street with noisy and heavy footsteps. No one ventured into the street at this time. The locals already knew that the Duke died Now, it made them nervous.
A figure walked along the shadow in the corner towards a lonely house. When he saw the two guards in front of the house, he stopped a little, then suddenly came out of the shadow.
"Stop!" The guarding Balkans immediately shouted loudly, while the weapon in their hands made a clattering noise.
"In the name of Lord Earl."
The scarred man lying in the dungeon heard someone say this outside. He struggled to raise his head to look at the door. His hands locked on the wall were tightly clasped on the wall, and his fingers crossed the wall.
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The man meditated quickly in his mouth. He knew that his death should be coming, but although this was expected, he was unwilling to speak.
"Give me a chance, even if only once, so that I can pull that person into together." The man whispered unwillingly, and then looked helplessly at the slowly opened prison door.
An unexpected figure appeared in front of him. Looking at the man, the scars on the scarred man's face shook.
"Let me see who killed Alfonso," the man came out of the shadow at the door, the moonlight shining on his face, revealing the count of Count Modillo. "Maybe my nephew is not I know you, but although you are hurt like this, I think I can recognize you. "
"count……"
The man finally spoke, and there was a moan in his throat struggling with struggle and fear.
"I know you want to live," Count Modillo squatted down and looked at the man. "Work for me. This is your chance."