Old Luo Weile walked out of the Holy Grace Little Prayer Hall with a gloomy expression.

The fiery and bright sunlight shone on his face, but it could not drive away the shadows in his heart.

Just the night before, a man from Ferrara brought him a letter from Constantine.

In the letter, Constantine complained to him in an angry tone about Barenti's behavior.

"She is not my sister, because I can't see any shadow of the Lovere family in her, or she looks like Lovere, but her cruelty is completely used on her close relatives."

Constantine's resentment is not without reason.

According to Alexander's vision, Romanesia and its allied troops needed to establish effective command, and even the armies of various countries should provide necessary unified troops for this purpose.

This may not be anything to "the country of Alexander", but it has a completely different meaning to his other alliances.

No one wants to hand over his army to others, it is like stuffing the hilt of a sword to others and pointing the tip of a sword at himself.

Although Palma and Taranto are both alliances, their location is not obvious, Ferrara, located between the "Alexander Country", seems a bit prominent.

Barenti unceremoniously asked Constantine to hand over the command of all the troops except the necessary city defense forces. After being angrily rejected by Constantine, Barenti resolutely ordered the withdrawal of all the western legions stationed near Ferrara and Adriatic Seas.

This means that Ferrara is likely to face the threat of Venetians from the Adriatic coast to land troops, especially after the strange confrontation between Roman Thesia and Venice now seems to have entered a rather strange confrontation, the Venetians who were originally unable to take care of themselves seem to have finally freed up their hands to teach Ferrara a lesson.

Constantine didn't want to admit that he was scared, but the fact is that he was indeed scared, and he was scared very much.

The Ferrara people were even more in fear of being abandoned.

The Venetians have always been obsessed with Ferrara, and they will not miss this opportunity now.

Even those who are a little clear about the current situation in Northern Italy know that even if they cannot occupy Ferrara in the end, they are just used as bargaining chips with Roman Thesia, it is enough to make the Venetians' idea to play Ferrara.

Constantine clearly felt the anger and dissatisfaction of the Ferrara nobles and the people with him, and people blamed him for all this, and he believed that these were all Barenti's fault.

Lao Luo Weilei looked grim and walked heavily in the shade of the corridor.

He didn't know whether he should be proud or helpless. He always felt that among his children, Barendi was the one who truly inherited his character, but now he found that his daughter, whom he originally regarded as proud, has now become his stubborn opponent.

At the same time, Old Rovery was also very annoyed by Constantine. He felt that his son's performance disappointed him, and sometimes even doubted whether the decision to fight for the Duke of Milan was correct.

Barenti must be stopped.

Although he was disappointed with his son, Old Luo Weire could not give up that seductive idea.

After all, the throne of the Duke of Milan is so coveted. Thinking about the rise of the Sforza family, and thinking about how many times the Austrians fought for Milan, we know how important Milan is.

What's more, everyone knows that getting Milan is equivalent to inheriting the rich Lombardy.

And getting Lombardy means that you have almost mastered the northern part of the Italian Peninsula.

As long as you think about this, Old Luo Weire threw the idea of ​​giving up Milan aside.

Several priests came from the opposite side and saw Lao Luoweire, who seemed to be showing displeasure. The people stopped from afar and bowed to the Cardinal.

Now in the Vatican, if you don’t call it a noun but just call it “Cardinal”, it must be Lao Luoweire.

Since he drove Alexander VI out of Rome, Rovery Old has become the uncrowned pope in the Vatican. Now, except that he cannot openly wear the triple crown that was later remade, he is no different from the pope.

In this regard, Lao Luowei was still very satisfied.

He even was very grateful to the Queen of Sicily for this. Because of this, Lao Luoweire clearly expressed his support for the Queen in the matter of crowning the two Queens of Sicily.

A figure appeared in the distance of the corridor. The priests who were about to leave stopped again and bowed to the approaching man again.

"You are here," Mahimo said in a slightly exaggerated tone. He bowed slightly to Old Rovery, then stretched out his hand to make an invitation gesture, and walked side by side with Old Rovery. "I'm going to visit you."

"Is there anything wrong with the Metropolitan Bishop?"

Old Rover asked slightly alertly. He knew that this young cardinal was Alexander's agent in the Vatican. If he had been with his current status, he would not take this priest seriously. After all, even if he relied on his back, he would have to fight for the throne of the pope with his qualifications.

And by that time, Lao Luoweire's soul should have already entered heaven.

But now he had to take the juniors in this cardinal group seriously. After all, the rapid rise of the Principality of Roman Thesia made Mahimo's voice in the Vatican much louder.

"It's such a cardinal. I hope you can allow me to leave Rome for the time being. I'm going to do a tour in Bologna."

Old Rover frowned slightly. Cardinals could not leave the Vatican at will, and at specific times, everyone must stay in the Holy See.

Although there is no major celebration now, and I have never heard of Alexander VI's unwellness, Mahimo suddenly left the Vatican and went to Bologna at this time, which always made Old Rover feel a little uneasy.

He quickly guessed whether this was related to what Constantine said in the letter, but he couldn't think of what kind of connection there was between the two.

Old Luoweire said quietly while thinking: "It's not peaceful everywhere now. Do you need to consider leaving Rome at this time?"

Mahimo made a helpless gesture: "I know this is indeed a bit dangerous. Now people are less and less in awe of the church. It is said that two priests who came to pilgrimage from Osan were robbed halfway."

"This is really terrible." After Old Luo Weire expressed his proper care, he stared at Maximo with bright eyes. "So what makes you insist on this dangerous trip?"

"It is the faithful, the faith in God," Mahimo said solemnly, "I need to go to Bologna to make a ruling in person. This is very important. If you may encounter danger, I think it is precisely God's test of my loyalty to my faith."

Old Luo Weire looked at Maximo with some surprise. He swore that this person's piety towards faith would never be stronger than him, so he did not believe a single letter of Maximo's words.

But although he was worried that this might be related to Ferrara, Maximo looked like "I believe it or not, I believe it", which made him unable to find any problems for a while.

"Then everything depends on God's arrangement."

"Yes, everything depends on God's arrangement."

Maximo said, nodding to Lao Luoweirei, and at the same time, a smile on his face that made Lao Luoweirei guess again.

Mahimo left Rome on the second day after he asked for leave from Old Rover, and this action made Old Rover suspicious again.

According to convention, it is very grand to move around like Maximo. Even if Maximo seems to be known for his uniqueness, he has not ignored the rituals he deserves so in the past.

So Lao Luoweire was even more suspicious of his trip.

The weather was so hot, but Maximo no longer wanted to wait any longer.

He led a sermon of about 20 people, except for his secretary and a escort priest, all soldiers almost armed to the teeth.

Mahimo was very careful, and this kind of care was actually developed since he was in Naples.

He knew when he should use his cunning to cheat money from the nobles, and how could he get into the nobles' bedroom by relying on being able to speak and eloquently.

However, he has not been beaten to death until now, because of his caution.

He was able to avoid those jealous husbands and wealthy businessmen who had been cheated of money, but not just by luck. It was precisely because he was always careful that he finally got into the Vatican.

Despite the hot weather, Maximo did not dare to be careless at all. He asked the guards to bring enough weapons. He even put a secret armor under his robe, but also hid two muskets.

The journey from Rome to Bologna is not very long, but it also takes several days.

Especially when the weather and situation are uneasy, no one dares to travel too much every day.

Because it is either heatstroke or a village that misses overnight has to sleep in the wild.

It is obviously unwise to spend the night in the wild at this time, so there is very little time to travel in the day.

Maximo was obviously a little anxious.

After leaving Rome, he first relied on many villages along the way not far from the city of Rome, and did not find a place to spend the night after it was very late, and then he became cautious until the road gradually became desolate.

But even so, he still seized the time to rush forward.

In this way, finally, four days later, he saw the shadow of the typical dark red city of Bologna.

Paul Busacco, who was stationed in Bologna, was very surprised by the arrival of the Cardinal.

He didn't know how Mahimo suddenly came to Bologna. Although he knew that it was nominally the residence of the Tuscan-Romagna Metropolitan Diocese, it has been several visits to Bologna since he took office.

Last time, Barendi ordered Gompatti to invade Ferrara, which led to Busacco occupying Bologna, and even had to make Bologna the wrong place to be the garrison of the head of the head of the lord.

So after taking the Cardinal into the city, Busako couldn't help but ask Machimo for his purpose.

But Mahimo was a little absent-minded. He hurriedly sent out the Bologna nobles who greeted him, and then couldn't wait to ask to go to the University of Bologna.

Seeing Busako suddenly become a little weird when he heard what he said, Mahimo laughed proudly.

The rumors about Busacco being pursuing female students at the University of Bologna have been long. Although people actually don’t care that Busacco has raised several mistresses, when they heard that he was actually pursuing the daughter of an academic master, including Alexander, many people were surprised by his boldness.

"Tell me, where is that Leonardo da Vinci now?"

After laughing for a while, Maximo finally mentioned the reason for this sudden visit.

When Mahimo heard Busacco say that he was now studying his knowledge that no one could understand in the University of Bologna, Mahimo finally felt a little relieved.

When the situation in Northern Italy was severe and turbulent, Alexander still kept reminding his wife in his letter to Barenti that he would not easily mobilize Busacco's Bologna delegation.

The reason for this advice was not to distrust his avant-garde captain, but because Bologna had something more important to Alexander than anything else.

Bologna-Pavia University.

For Alexander, the territory can be recaptured and the army can be destroyed and rebuilt, but the University of Bologna-Pavia is a treasure that he must not lose.

"I know what you are worried about," Busacco looked at Mahimo, who was always absent-minded on his way to the University of Bologna. "The Duchess ordered the abandonment of Ferrara, but this does not mean that we allow the Venetians to occupy Ferrara, let alone threaten Bologna."

"You are right, but who knows this," Mahimo responded casually. He actually didn't want to talk to Busacco about this. After all, what he had to do in Bologna this time was contrary to his identity. "We must be careful, you should know that these people may be more important to the Duke than us."

Busako, who wanted to refute Maximo, thought about it and finally didn't speak, because although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew in his heart that Maximo was telling the truth.

Alexander's emphasis on the University of Bologna was unexpected from the beginning. With the migration of Paveia University, Bologna has not only become the Italian Peninsula, but also has become the most important institution of higher education in the entire European continent.

Compared with the University of Bologna-Pavia, which has gradually changed to the prototype of the division of majors, the University of Paris has not yet truly derived the appearance of a modern university.

But even so, Busacco still doesn't believe that Mahimo travels all the way, just to suddenly see what the University of Bologna looks like.

However, after seeing Machimo who seemed to have breathed a little relief when he saw Da Vinci, Busacco felt that he might have guessed wrongly.

However, Maximo just relaxed a little, and then suddenly became nervous again.

He anxiously asked a school official who accompanied them for the name of a student. After confirming that there was indeed such a person in the University of Bologna, Mahimo finally completely relaxed.

He was a man who looked about his early 30s. His neatly combed hair upside down on his head like a lid, and there were only a little bit of light stubble on his clean-scraped chin.

The man was wearing a wide black robe of a monk. When he walked into the room, his robe swung back and forth, like a scarecrow in a wheat field.
Chapter completed!