Sebastian Don Cappendi looked out of the window, looking at the figures that were gone, he looked dark and silent.

Not far behind him, there were a few men who looked like serious people in dressing.

When Don Cappendy turned to look at them, several people showed charming smiles on their faces.

"Everyone is smart, don't look like fools one by one."

Don Cappendy walked to the chair step by step with a cane and sat down with difficulty. His legs were rheumatoid a few years ago because of the root cause of the disease left in the prison where there were no lights. Since then, this unlucky chronic disease has been thinking about him.

In order to leave a good impression in front of the Duke of Roman Thesia, he threw away his crutches, but God knew how much sin he suffered in just half a day.

"What does that duke look like?" a man with a dark birthmark on his face asked carefully. "I heard many people say that he might be king in the future."

Don Cappendimer glanced at the man silently, and then took a sip of the wine glass handed over by another man before saying slowly: "Be careful when speaking, anything can happen at this time."

"Of course, of course." The man with the birthmark responded carefully immediately, but he asked again, "What kind of person is he?"

Looking at the man's curious look, and then looking at the other people, obviously they wanted to know. Don Cappendy raised his wine glass and shook it slightly, thinking about it and said, "I can't say it very clearly, but it may not be a bad thing for us."

As he said that, he stood up with a cane and walked towards the bookcase in a corner of the room with force, and took out a very thick oil-brown paper bag from a drawer.

He untied the belt buckle that was helping him, took out a thick stack of documents from the kraft paper bag and placed it on the table.

Then his eyes slid across the faces of several people in front of him.

"Listen, there were so many people following me in the past few years, but now there are only a few of you left. I know that some of you have wanted to leave long ago, but now I want to tell you that we may be really lucky."

Hearing Don Cappendi's words, several people immediately showed an excited expression on their faces. Their eyes were filled with a hot light and stared at Don Cappendi, waiting for him to announce good news to them.

"You know I was very ambitious when I was a sheriff," Don Cappendy coughed and looked at the people in front of him, and then he smiled self-deprecatingly. "Of course you know, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed here with me for so long."

Don Cappendy looked around the room and sighed with emotion.

"My ambition is to be recognized by the Queen, so I tried my best to convince Isabella, but in the end I was exiled to this ghost place as a warden who had been in prison for nearly 10 years," Don Cappendi said in anger and unwillingness. His eyes stopped as they swept across everyone's face in front of him, and then suddenly asked in a deep voice, "Can I believe you?"

Several people looked at each other and then nodded slowly.

"Trust us as you have before," the birthmark man said in a low voice, "If you have any instructions, we will follow your orders."

Don Cappendy nodded with satisfaction. He patted the thick stack of documents in front of him with his hand. His eyes seemed to be memories and thought of something unhappy past, and he felt annoyed.

"I had made suggestions to Isabella to set up officials and institutions specifically for maintaining public order," he said, "When he saw several subordinates seemingly confused, he smiled. "What I proposed was not to appoint a sheriff, you know that I was a sheriff myself, but that was not my real position. You know that I was actually a hunting officer in the royal hunting grounds."

As if recalling the wonderful days of the early years, Don Cappendy smiled and then continued: "What I proposed to Isabella was to set up a special policing organization in Castile and ministers responsible for this matter. Every place has such an agency, who is responsible for the security of the city but is not under the command of the local chief executive, but is only responsible to this policing minister."

Don Cappendi sighed, looking down at the advice and plans he had worked hard to prepare. This was once the best opportunity for him to think that Isabella could appreciate it, but he never expected that this opportunity he regarded as a good opportunity to be loyal to the Queen was later the biggest reason why he was exiled to Valladod.

"I know what you are thinking. Over the years, do you think I came to Madrid because of my ambition and being disgusted by the Queen, right?"

Don Cappendi didn't care about the dodging look of several subordinates. He knew a long time ago how people were talking about him behind his back, including how the Madrid nobles viewed him.

Don Cappendi looked at his subordinates and asked, "Do you know why the Queen wanted to drive me to Madrid? I think you must have thought it was a punishment for my ambitions, just like those stupid nobles. Wrong! The Queen would drive me to Madrid, just because it can realize my ideals here."

Seeing his subordinates showing unexpected expressions, the warden smiled sarcastically, and then his already gloomy face suddenly looked even more ugly: "The Queen is a very wise person. I have hardly seen a monarch who is more wiser than her. But because of this, I cannot forgive her, because she completely ruined me and my dreams!"

The search team kept moving forward along the road. They were very serious along the way, but they were always disappointed.

The search team consisted of several prisoners selected from the Madrid prison and a group of soldiers under Gonzalo.

The soldiers were recruited by Gonzalo in his hometown, and their loyalty to him was beyond doubt, and it was precisely because of this that he sent them on this mission.

As for those prisoners, according to Don Cappendy, these people are the most despicable villains. The crimes they committed were the judges in the court who were used to evil behaviors that were frightened when they heard this. It was precisely because of this that he was relieved to recommend them to Alexander.

What should I do if Juana is found?

What if Ferdinand's men took the lead?

Or are both parties meeting each other because they discovered her whereabouts?

These people may have been told before they set out that not only that, but Gonzalo also issued secret orders to his soldiers for the more serious accidents that might occur.

Now these people are inquiring along the way and heading towards the Segovia Ferry. However, unlike the search teams that had been sent before, some of them have also accepted more important tasks.

The Segovia ferry suddenly seemed particularly busy. People who came and went from one day ago have never stopped. Most of them looked worried. They asked the locals again and again about the whereabouts of several travelers who sounded very unusual.

Although people have impatiently told those people that they have never seen such a few people, as long as a group of people come, they will ask this question continuously.

The people of Segovia soon discovered that this seemed to be a good opportunity to make a fortune, so some people began to deliberately make ambiguous words and then perfunctorily said something.

The result of doing this often has two outcomes.

One is that someone gets a reward, the other is that he is rudely arrested and beaten, and then he has to say something they know or actually don't know.

But no matter which one, the searchers returned in disappointment, and Juana was still missing, while the atmosphere of fear and vaguely someone was eager to try was getting stronger and stronger.

This is the third day, and Barrialido's people are already sure that something happened to Juana, otherwise even if they successfully escaped the pursuit, they would have entered the scope of Madrid.

Then Madrid should have already responded.

Even though for some reason, Madrid may temporarily conceal the news of Juana's whereabouts, there are also frequent signs of search teams from the south bank of the Segovia Ferry. The Valladiodians vaguely felt that Juana should not have appeared on the Madrid side.

Uneasy spread throughout the city, and the palace was more vigilant. The guards composed of Aragon and Catalan mercenaries have blocked several roads leading to the palace. Some people say that they are seeing cannons carrying over the palace...

This situation made the Valladodians even more nervous. Even the ignorant children seemed to have laughed much less when they played because they felt something terrible might happen, while the adults, regardless of gender, were worried all day long.

At the home of Berugert on Old Xueshe Street, the young Alonso looked out at the distant street entrance from the window on the second floor.

Mr. Normezi has been away for a long time, and Alonso has not forgotten that he promised to take him to Florence, so Alonso has recovered every day during this period of time and waiting for Mr. Normezi.

But Mr. Normezi never showed up, but Alonso saw through the window something terrible seemed to be happening outside all day long.

Just like now, Alonso ran down from the building, because he was too hastily stepped on the floor and fell down.

"Mom, you're catching people outside." Alonso said to his mother who was looking at the door of the room. Seeing that her mother raised her finger to him, Alonso quickly closed her mouth, but then whispered, "Someone has captured the cobbler Saichud."

"He deserved it," the woman snorted first, but then she felt that she shouldn't say such things in front of the child, so she was about to send her son away.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked hard.

The mother and son were shocked involuntarily until they heard the sound of Old Berugert calling out from outside the door.

Old Berugert, who hurriedly squeezed into the room through the crack of the open door, glanced at it and guarded the door. When he came in, he immediately closed the door, and then walked into the room and muttered: "When I came back just now, I saw the cobbler Saichuld being arrested."

"I saw him upstairs, and the soldiers threw him into the carriage," Alonso immediately continued his father's words, and then said, "Mom said he deserved him, but why?"

"Don't ask casually kids," Old Berugert glanced at his wife in dissatisfaction, walked to the table and sat down and sighed. "Even the cobbler Saichuld was taken away, this is going to be messy."

"But I still want to say he deserves it," the woman muttered in a low voice, putting the plate with a few pieces of jerky to her husband. "His cobbler shop was bought by the rewards of informing money, and the shop was left to his nephew by his brother, and it was also his."

"Secchud told many people about secrets, because some people said he was a spy in the court," Old Berugert picked up the jerky meat and stuffed it into his mouth and said in a vague tone, "But I don't understand, but why should he be arrested? You must know that many people who have been involved in the trial have been arrested in the past two days."

"I heard it was because of Pastor Tongo Mada?" the woman asked in a low voice, and saw that her husband had not spoken to stop him, and she became more courageous. "I heard that the Queen, I mean Juana, her husband and Pastor Tongo Mada disappeared together. Is it true?"

"It's all happening outside now," Old Berugert said in a depressed voice, and then sighed. "Oh, there are rumors everywhere now, and I don't know what happened. I hope these bad things will pass as soon as possible."

"I know……"

Alonso, who had been sitting at the stairs, suddenly said, seeing his parents looking over, he shrank his neck in a habit, and then said: "When I gave the carved toys to the palace yesterday, I heard from the servants of the palace that it seemed that the queen was really missing, just two days ago."

"Shut up," Old Berugert immediately scolded his son harshly. Seeing Alonso frightened, he immediately sat back on the stairs. He couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, "What else have you heard?"

"I heard that the Queen was running away, and some people said she took her husband and Pastor Togomada to join the Duke of Roman Thesia."

Alonso rarely showed an important appearance in front of his parents. He excitedly told his parents what he heard from the palace servants, which surprised the old Berugert couple, and later he was even more stunned.

"So, it's really possible. The queen and that duke are said to be cousins?" the woman asked her husband curiously.

"So what? Their parents are still brothers and sisters," Old Berugert retorted disapprovingly. "But if it is true, this is really not a small matter. No wonder Saichud was arrested. Who would have thought that Pastor Togomada would run away, he was loyal to the Queen."

What does a woman want to say after hearing what her husband said?

But before she could speak, the door suddenly became knocked!

Although the knock on the door was not loud, it seemed to be a little anxious. The sound came to the house and the three who were talking so hard that they could not help but startled.

Old Berugert stood up instinctively, and he took two steps forward and looked back at his wife and son, and then looked at the door again.

After a slight pause, the knock on the door sounded again, which shocked the people in the room again.

"Go upstairs," Old Berugert whispered to his son. Seeing Alonso climbing the stairs and looking down at the corner with the fence, he walked to the door and lowered his voice and asked, "Who."

"A friend," a low voice came from outside the house, as if he felt the suspicion of the people in the room. The man outside said again, "It was Normezi who asked me to knock on the door of this house. He said he could ask this house for help."

Old Berugert was stunned when he heard the words outside, but after hesitating for a moment, he opened the crack in the door and looked out: "It was Mr. Nolmezi who asked you to come. His body is still as good as before, right?"

"He's not very good," said the traveler who was tightly wrapped in this season and chuckled when he heard Old Berugert's words. "He was very bad when he left here, wasn't he?"

Hearing the man's answer, Old Berugert had no doubts anymore. He immediately opened the door more and closed the door immediately after the man entered.

The man stood for a while after entering the door. As the couple and Alonso were peeking at the bottom of the road through the railings, the man slowly took off a large turban covering his head.

Seeing the man's appearance, the family of three couldn't help but breathe a chill at the same time.
Chapter completed!