Vol 6 Chapter 57: Alfred

Alfonso stared at the few businessmen standing in front of him. He had never thought that these businessmen who had always only made money in his eyes would stand up and threaten him one day.
Billy Shelley's door opened, and the so-called Chamber of Commerce guards also entered the city, and it was all because of these merchants.
"Your Highness, your choice is correct."
"Your leader will appreciate you."
"You are really a kind lord."
The flattery of the businessmen did not make Alfonso happy. He only remembered that he was being threatened. These people threatened him withdrawing their business from Billy Shelley if they did not let the guards enter the city. They all seemed so humble and respectful, but this could not hide the fact that they were threatening a duke.
It's just that these people are now traders in the free trade zone, and their business may still be done in Billy Shelley, but they can rely on the terms of the trade union to use low-interest loans to do business elsewhere. The next thing they would do in Billy Shelley was just to keep making money from this territory, but not to earn a Florin here.
By that time, how much money Billy Shelley can spend for them to squander, after all, these people usually hold the greatest wealth in this territory?
All this was said by Buccini to Alfonso. When he mentioned that members of the FTA can get low-interest loans from the banks of the alliance, Buccini noticed the flash of light in Alfonso's eyes.
"Is it only those businessmen who signed the agreement, not my prince?" Faced with the chatter of the merchants, Alfonso finally had to make concessions. He knew that he might not be able to get rid of this free trade zone alliance in the future. In fact, all places that have joined this free trade zone have changed more or less quietly, even Taranto, which is far away from the Adriatic Sea.
O'Freili strictly regulated the Balkans who entered Billy Shelley. He knew that this was a sensitive period, so he was absolutely not allowed to make any mistakes, so he sent the Agri hunting guards to patrol the streets. Soldiers who violate military regulations will be given more severe and even harsher punishments than usual.
"Any soldier who harassed the people of the city must be whip. If it is a robbery or a of a woman, they must be hanged on the spot. This is not discussed. Anyone who violates it will be punished."
Aufrei stood at the street and shouted to the surrounding soldiers and the local people watching in the distance. Then he waved his hands, and several of his necks were already covered with nooses. The soldiers who had only one pair of trousers were dragged. In the air, with their bare feet kicking incessantly, these people were shaking in the air until they slowly disappeared.
"Our mission is to protect the chamber of commerce from being violated, so anyone can report the injustice you encountered to us, or if there is a dispute, you can also report to us. This is the power given to us by the free trade zone chamber of commerce."
After making a loud announcement, Aufrei shrugged and returned to his temporary residence after arriving at the temporary residence in the name of a hired mercenary. This made him feel a little prejudicial to his reputation, but this was Earl's order, at least before the earl's arrival, his army could only be a group of mercenaries who saw money.
When Alfonso heard from the person sent to inquire about the news of Aufrei ’s move, he eased a little bit more complicated, but he knew that things would not be that simple, and he did n’t know Naples by this time. There has been news of "moving the capital", but looking at the army that failed to calm down Montina's banner, he couldn't calm down. Alfonso still felt that he was caught in a conspiracy.
He asked someone to ask Joseph Buccini to question him, but soon he calmed down again.
Alfonso vaguely guessed that these were all brought by this Buccini, but now that things have reached this point, it makes him realize that if he turns his face with this Jew again, his life may be worse.
So when Buccini came, although Alfonso did not give him any good looks, he did not directly accuse him of being the mastermind behind this conspiracy.
"I am the lord who signed the agreement with the free trade zone right now, right?" Alfonso asked in a poor tone, his character was not so calm, now he is even more angry, if not afraid of it, if the businessmen are forced He may leave when he is anxious, turning Billy Shelley into an empty city, and he has made the Jewish head cut off.
"It should be like this, but you can ask the representative sent by the trade union," Buccini skillfully diverted Alfonso's trouble-seeking goal from himself. "In fact, I can only provide you with a suggestion. It ’s you who made the decision, but I ’m very happy with the changes now, at least those businessmen are already busy.

"Yeah, the trade union can make them make a lot of money," Alfonso said a little helplessly, he also had to admit that the trade union's means seem to be very powerful, at least those businessmen do look a lot more positive than before "then I Would you postpone the money owed to you? "
"Of course, as I said before, we do n’t want to see our debtors fail to repay their debts, and now it ’s a good thing for all of us, is n’t it, and as said before, you are the alliance The undoubtedly noble part, the benefits you can get are not just opportunities for debt relief from me. You can enjoy many rights and interests, but these require you to come forward. As for me, I just come to do my work of."
Looking at the Jewish expression of "no need to thank me", Alfonso was suddenly frustrated. He knew that he was temporarily avoiding debts and seemed to have a chance to revive Billy Shelley while also losing a lot of things. He didn't even know if he should be grateful or hate the Jew.
When Alexander received the report from Ofrei, the team was not too far away from the city of Naples. Although the distance from Naples to Billy Shelley was very close, it seemed a little out of reach for this "moving capital" team Too.
"We will have at least 2 days to reach Billy Shelley," Count Modillo looked vaguely worried as he watched the sun fall. "I hope nothing will happen in these 2 days."
Alexander glanced at the count, and he felt that it was really unlucky to say this at this time, because according to past experience, this unlucky guess would always be very fulfilled.
And this thorn seems to have really been fulfilled, just when the team just stopped to prepare for the camp, Alexander saw Russa's close maid's expression came nervously.
"Sir, your majesty, please hurry over." Although the maid wanted to be as calm as possible, the way she grasped the sleeves made Alexander feel strange.
"What happened?"
"Your majesty, I mean the king, he doesn't seem to be very good." The maid said anxiously, while glancing around.
"Okay, don't look at it. You look attractive enough." Alexander said as he saw that he was not right. Earl Modillo nodded slightly and whispered, "The king's situation seems a bit bad."
"God, I hope nothing happens here." The count's face dimmed, and he met Alexander's gaze, both of which saw anxiety from the other's expression.
If there were any accidents on Alfred ’s road, it would put them in an awkward position, at that time maybe even returning to Naples would bring countless troubles.
The two men came to the place where the king rested. Alexander noticed that the guards of Cosenza had been arranged around the king's tent, and in the inside, several hunting guards sent by him to Rusha were in the tent. The door is guarding.
This made Alexander's mood sink, and he realized that things might be worse than he thought.
There was a little sultry in the tent, and there were faint sounds of rapid gasps, and when he saw Alfred lying on the blanket with his chest undulating, Alexander shook his head secretly.
He didn't actually feel bad about Alfred, and even had some pity for this young man.
This is a person who should not be born in this era and this family. He has many naive and impulsive rare nobles. Although he is trying hard to learn how to become a king capable of mastering power and conspiracy, it may be talent and character. Reason, he has never been successful.
Do n’t say that, like the Borgia family, it has become a complete power animal, even his predecessors who have not been outstanding in history are much more powerful than him.
And Alfred's most impressive is his feelings for Ruo Sha.
Perhaps this feeling is mixed with utilitarianism, but this cannot hide Alfred's affection for Ruosha, but this may be the root cause of his tragedy.
Alfred, someone who shouldn't be here.
Ruosha, who was sitting by the blanket, looked up, and her face was slightly pale, with a complex look in her eyes.
Alexandre and Count Modillo walked over, and they whispered to Rusha, and soon they knew what had happened.
Alfred's spirit has always been not good. The bumps along the way made him even more confused from the night before, because of the excitement, the groggy brain became more confused, so he hurried when the carriage entered the camp without stopping. He wanted to get off, and then he fell to the ground.
When she heard that Alfred had fallen, Ruosha immediately ordered the people to blockade the neighborhood. She first asked the guards to help Alfred into the tent, and then ordered the people to take care of all the servants who saw this scene.
"You are right, if we are Ottomans, probably all the people who knew the news have been killed at this time." Count Modillo looked out of the tent, and then lowered his voice to say to Rusha "The king is sick." The news must not be leaked, you must know what to do if necessary. "
A groan came, and Ruosha thought Alfred was about to wake up and hurried over, but what he saw was his eyes still closed.
"How many of those things did you drink him?" Alexander asked in a low voice. He felt that Alfred really didn't look very good. It seemed that he would sleep at any time and never wake up again.
"Before I was afraid that he would be entangled, I mixed it with the wine he drank, but I don't know if he would become like this."
Ruosha looked to Alexander and saw that his eyes were still on Alfred. Ruosha walked over and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"
Alexander apparently knew the meaning of Ruosha's words, and he looked back slightly at Ruosha's complex face, and then reached out and stroked her cheek.
"Did you regret it?"
"No, it's just ..." Ruosha paused, turned her head to look at Alfred, who was lying there and couldn't breathe, and sighed "God won't forgive me in the future."
"God will only forgive those who have won." Alexander whispered in Ruosha's ear. "And do you think Alfred is innocent?"
Luo Sha looked back slightly, then shook her head slowly.
Who is innocent in this era?
Maybe some people, but not the nobility, not the king, even the merchants are using brutal means to earn every Florin.
Alfred was just out of luck.
There was another moan, and Alfred slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at him in a daze, and then his eyes fell on Ruosha's face.
"I just dreamed of you," Alfred smiled at his wife. "I dreamed that you wore a crown. This is a wonderful dream."
Ruosha's hand was clenched instantly, her eyes fixed on Alfred's face, and she seemed to want to see why he said so, but all she saw was a smiling face, as if at this time. Alfred was very happy.
"Your Majesty, we must get to Billy Shelley as soon as possible," Count Modillo said solemnly. "But your body may not be able to persevere, so perhaps a person with sufficient symbolism should lead the team into Billy Shelley, Only then can it be foretold that the court has entered Billy Shelly. You know that it is very important to prove that the king and the court are still ruling Naples at this time. I hope you will consider this proposal. "
Alfred closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then his eyes fell on Ruosha.
"My wife, she can represent me," Alfred said, raising her hand a little bit hard, taking off the ring on her left ring finger, lifting it up, and handing it to Ruosha "Go to Billy Shelly for me , Let people see that the king is still in Naples, let them know that I am still their monarch and commander. "
Alfred finished his eyes and closed his eyes. He seemed tired because of his non-stop talking. His eyes with tired eyes glanced slowly at Alexander.
Alfred seemed to want to say something, but the sound seemed to block the hair, and after a few creases in the throat, he slowly shook his head and closed his eyes.
Alexander had a feeling that Alfred seemed to know what, or at least he already suspected something, but he didn't say it in the end, which made everyone keep the last decent.
The decision of Count Modillo is indeed very important, even crucial.
In this turbulent era, the royal family and the court represent not only power but also possession of the territory. Especially at this time, a palace that has not been heard for a long time is likely to cause all kinds of speculation rumors.
So the count was anxious to enter Billy Shelley as soon as possible.
And Alexander also guessed that obviously the count had already thought about Alfred's physical condition. Obviously, the count was preparing for the accident once Alfred appeared.
Sure enough, when they walked out of the tent, they looked at the apparently heard courtiers who were blocked by the guards not far away. Alexander couldn't help looking at the count.
"You go to Billy Shelley, everything here is left to me." The earl took the initiative to speak, and he went to the ministers and announced to them the decision just made.
The ministers showed strange expressions. They looked at each other silently, as if they wanted to see something from others, but as a minister suddenly said, "I am willing to follow the queen to Billy Shelley," the silence was instantly heard. Broke.
Looking at the courtiers who were scrambling to go to Billy Shelley, Alexander looked back at the tent.
From the earl's announcement that the king was ill, no one offered to visit the king. Instead, they all showed interest in following the queen to Billy Shelley, which made Alexander feel a little sad for Alfred.
A Cosenza flag fluttered in front of the team, and then the flag receded back and was replaced by the golden sun wave flag of the Kingdom of Sicily.
Alexander was riding slowly on Pagasos's back. Rasa was not riding as usual but sitting in a light carriage.
And not long after leaving the camp, Ruo Sha left the carriage and mounted the mount that had been prepared for her.
"We must get to Billy Shelley as soon as possible," Ruosha said aloud to Alexander who was waiting for her in front, and then she urged the mount to come to Alexander slightly and said in a low voice, "I don't know Alfred's Whether the body can persevere, so we must hurry up and go ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Alexander didn't say anything, but waved to Sher standing on the side of the road.
"Your Majesty, this is for you," the Balkans led two pack horses carrying heavy packages "but you may have to endure hardship along the way."
"It's used on the road. If we start now, we might be able to catch a long ride in the night." Alexander waved his hand and a team of already prepared Balkan cavalry followed.
Ruosha took a deep breath, and she knew that the next two days would be very difficult.
The sky was dimming. Count Modillo stood outside the tent and watched the falling sunset. After listening to a whisper who reported to him about the whereabouts of Laosha and Alexander, the count groaned slightly and turned to walk in. tent.
In the tent, Alfred fell asleep on the blanket. The count approached him and looked down at the young king. Then he took a small bottle from his body and slowly poured the green juice into the glass.
"My dear Ruosha, let me help you accomplish something you haven't done well," the count said slowly.