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Chapter 96 Alexander VS Alexander

The same piece of paper has almost the same handwriting. If it weren't for the handwriting on it, it was not the same line as before, in order to verify that it was two lines above and below, Alexander would almost think that it was the piece of paper he wrote before.

But now, looking at such a piece of paper, Alexander's heart beats loudly.

Obviously, for whatever reason, Alexander VI already knew that the so-called discovery of Giovanni Sforza's conspiracy was a farce, and no matter who directed the farce, it was himself who stood in front of him and tried to deceive him.

Realizing the situation in front of him, Alexander's head was a little big.

It is almost well known how Alexander VI became the pope. For a person who almost forced himself to lose all his money in order to become a pope, the only thing that can be compensated is not only to completely recover the investment, but also to gain more benefits.

For this reason, Alexander VI became synonymous with greed and ambition from the moment he ascended the throne of the pope, and what guaranteed him to do this was his cunning and cruelty who was completely useless.

There is no such word "mercy, forgiveness and mercy" in Alexander VI's dictionary. He used outrageous means to cruelly treat all opponents whom he believed threatened him, and used various conspiracies to eradicate one by one whom he regarded as potential enemies. His means even made some people who were used to various conspiracies unable to bear it. Someone once said desperately, "We are caught by a most cruel and cold-blooded devil. One day we will all become food under his greedy huge mouth."

Alexander's hand was already clenched, and his eyes were fixed on Alexander VI, who was sitting in the chair opposite, while glancing at the middle-aged man from the corner of his eyes.

What would he do? Smiling and someone brought a glass of poisoned wine with a famous family poison, or immediately ordered the soldiers hiding in the dark to come out and kill me?

Alexander thought quickly, and at the same time he put the paper on the table without moving.

He thought again, how this piece of paper appeared on him, probably not Giovanni's place, because although he had been delayed for a long time in Giovanni's Gilpitz Palace the day before, no one approached him.

Could it be the Marino Palace? Alexander's heart was thrilled. He believed that if he wanted, the person in front of him would be able to arrange the Marino Palace.

But soon the idea was overturned by him again.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, Alexander knew clearly that if he wanted Alexander VI to send someone to watch his side, he would not be qualified.

So how did this piece of paper come to him?

Just as he was thinking hard, Alexander VI, who had always looked calm, suddenly laughed.

Looking at the man's smile, Esander felt that what he saw seemed to be "naive" and "prank".

That's right, Alexander VI's smile does not make people think of bad things such as treacherous or cunning, but a pure and fun joy, which is like looking at the smile of a child who is helpless and embarrassed after a prank.

"It seems you can't imagine it?" Alexander VI pointed at him with his hand on the armrest. "Then think about what happened to you just outside?"

“Outside?”

Alexander's heart moved, and then he opened his mouth slightly to look at Alexander, and then looked at the middle-aged man next to him.

"Pelotto is still so keen," said the middle-aged man with a smile to Alexander, "too few people can find his tricks."

"Caesar can find out," Alexander VI said to correct his voice, as if he was seeking credit for his son, and then the smile on his face slowly faded, and his eyes looked at Alexander. "Do you understand now?"

Of course I understand.

By this time Alexander had already known how this paper came about. When he happened to be in a collision with someone in the corridor, Peloto Caderon took the opportunity to stuff the paper into his waist bag.

But what moved him incredibly was that it was because of such a nearly prank that Peloto Caderon had to offend the big man of Ferrara as well?

Just as he was thinking about this, Alexander VI had already let out a low hum and said, "I heard that you have met Ferrara's messenger outside?"

"Please rest assured that he will not come to see you again, but Ferrara's messenger seemed to think that Peloto Caderon's actions were a contempt for the entire Ferrara, so he seemed a little bit." When he said this, the middle-aged man seemed to be thinking about what words to use. After thinking about it, he said cautiously, "It's true that he is a little excited."

"Oh," Alexander VI made a soft voice, and then looked at Alexander as if he had forgotten it completely, and his eyes were very calm and could not see any emotion. If he had to say that there was, there was only a little doubt like exploring. "Things that began with injustice must be consolidated with sin. Who said this sentence?"

Alexander unexpectedly faced the old man opposite. This was indeed an old man. Even though he held supreme power and the fate of countless people, or he kept replacing his young and beautiful mistress and announced to outsiders that he was still strong and energetic, but he was still in his 60s and still silently declared that he was indeed old.

Alexander's mouth twitched slightly. He could not have told him that the person who said this would take more than a hundred years to be born, and this sentence came from a famous line describing the master-killer usurper.

Things that begin with injustice must be consolidated with sin. Shakespeare's Macbeth's most appropriate whip and accusation of the behavior of the wronged.

"This is a proverb, Your Majesty, it belongs to some remote places in southern Sicily." Alexander bowed, and his heart was actually very nervous at this time. When answering, he stared at the old man sitting in the chair not too far. He and this man were not far away. Alexander was considering whether he needed to rush over to hijack him if necessary.

Alexander didn't want to use his life to be a small footnote to prove the papal's treacherous and cruelty.

Maybe others will not dare to do anything to this person because of fear, but he knows that the spokesperson who walks in the world in front of him is just an old man.

"Oh, a country proverb."

Alexander VI whispered to himself, then he pointed his head hard, as if he was feeling a little emotional about this sentence, and then he stood up and walked towards the globe next to him.

"Do you know this?" The young man in front of him did not seem surprised and curious. Alexander VI asked casually, and then waved his hand without waiting for Alexander to answer. "Look at me, of course you care more about that piece of paper now. I have to admit that I asked Pelo to do it, and it seems that he did it really well."

After saying that, Alexander VI laughed, as if he was proud of his prank, but he obviously had no reason to explain why he did this, and his attention seemed to be attracted by the marble globe in front of him.

The Pope leaned forward slightly with his slightly hunched body, staring at the globe with his eyes seriously. The focused, serious and calm look made it hard to believe that such a person would be a villain who used shameful conspiracy to frame his opponent and plunder others in a crazy and greedy manner.

The middle-aged man who had been beside him walked to Alexander at this time, and he lowered his voice and said, "Duke Gandino will come later. Do you know what to say?"

Alexander looked at the man with some confusion. His mind was actually confused at this moment. He really didn't know what was going on. Why did Alexander VI play like this?

Seeing the puzzled look on Alexander's face, the middle-aged man quietly glanced at the Pope staring at the globe, and then lowered his voice and said, "You just need to remember that you have never seen the piece of paper just now. As for what you want to say, just follow what you agreed with Giovanni yesterday at the Palace of Gilpitz."

Alexander looked at the middle-aged man with a little surprise. After seeing him nodding clearly, Alexander could only nod slightly.

"I understand, sir."

"Don't worry, everything just now is the same as never before," the middle-aged man smiled, and then whispered in a slightly gentle voice. "I heard you are from Sicily. If you can have time to tell me what's there?"

As the middle-aged man suddenly looked at Alexander VI, and at this time the Pope's eyes had just moved away from the globe.

"Nomelo, go and call Giovanni." The pope ordered.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and walked towards the door.

There are only two Alexanders in the room now, and the distance between them is very close, so close that Alexander believes that as long as he rushes forward and does not need to breathe, he can control the person in front of him!

"Do you know why Giovanni was framed?" Alexander VI suddenly asked, and then he seemed to smile because he felt that his words were a little funny. "Look, we are all Alexander, and we are talking about the other two Giovannis. God's arrangement is really wonderful."

Hearing that God was pulled, Alexander had to learn to do so, so the two Alexanders cut crosses on their chests at the same time.

"I want to know what exactly you saw in Sunnyro," Alexander VI asked calmly. "Did you really see evidence that Giovanni is going to betray me?"

Alexander noticed that the Pope's pause, which was so short that it was almost undetectable when he asked this sentence, the interval that seemed to be stagnant in an instant because of breathing, seemed to have felt something from it.

If it were someone who didn't understand, he might ignore the change in the moment, but Alexander remembered what was about to happen soon.

The ending of Lucrezia's marriage with Giovanni Sforza was the final breakdown, and during this breakdown, Giovanni Sforza almost lost his life.

In this first failed marriage, the roles her two brothers played seemed a little blurred to others. Moreover, the various ridicule remarks against the Bogia family that Giovanni Sforza later radiated from anger and became angry, which made the family a focus of criticism. However, among these rumors, people's attention was focused on the Giovanni and Caesar brothers who destroyed the marriage. On the contrary, Lucrezia, the protagonist, received no much attention in this matter.

There is another person who has been "ignored" by Alexander VI himself.

Alexander VI was obviously dissatisfied with Giovanni Sforza, but as her daughter’s husband, what did the father think?

Alexander thought quickly, but he didn't give him much time. The man was staring at him with a pair of eyes that could see through the hearts.

"Your Majesty, I did find something, which was leaked by Sunnyro's mine owner, Columbo Sforza and a woman around him, but I'm sorry for the real letters about the contact between the two of them as you know." Alexander said as he looked at the fake on the table, which was already a second-hand product. A thought flashed across his mind in a calm voice, and he said in a calm voice, "But I think it doesn't really matter whether this is really."

Alexander VI looked at the young man in front of him with a little surprise.

He could see that the man was a little panicked at first because of the accident, but now he suddenly became much calmer for no reason.

"Your Majesty, according to some rumors, Columbo Sforza was killed by me," Alexander said quickly. He needed to turn the situation around as soon as possible. To be precise, to convince Alexander VI before Giovanni arrived. Not only is it too short and impossible, but he must do so, otherwise what is waiting for him is to go out and die inexplicably. "Now I have reported the conspiracy of the Sforza family again. I think I can become a powerful witness to expose the conspiracy of this family. In addition, the people of the Sforza family must hate me the most. I think this is enough for you."

Alexander VI's hunched body seemed to straighten up slightly. He looked at Alexander silently. He believed that the young man must have noticed the dangerous situation he was in. As he thought, between his daughter and power, Alexander VI had a final choice.

Alexander VI only wanted to know whether Giovanni Sforza really betrayed him so that he could finally make the right decision, not because of his son's influence. So even though he knew that the so-called evidence was a trick made by his son, what he wanted to do was just to let the young man in front of him tell him the truth because of fear.

As for Alexander, he was too lazy to think about what to do with him next.

But now, the young man's words surprised him slightly.

Alexander was waiting for his surprise.

"Sforza will never admit the conspiracy against the Vatican, and Columbo Sforza is dead. Now I can only prove it in this world. The people of the Sforza family don't know how much I know." Looking at Alexander VI, Alexander said calmly, "So, I am the one who quickly got rid of the Sforza family after she couldn't sleep or eat."

Listening to Alexander VI's words, a little interest appeared in Alexander VI's eyes.

Just as he was about to say something, the middle-aged man named Nomero had already pushed the door in and followed Giovanni Pogia, Duke of Gandino.
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