Since ancient times, many crowns have appeared, including iron crowns symbolizing long history, golden crowns that indicate great authority and wealth, and even paper crowns that reveal embarrassment and helplessness, but none of these crowns can compare with the triple crown in front of you.

For example, three layers of crowns are stacked and connected by layer, and on the bottom edge of each layer, there is a circle of Latin inscribed words surrounded by gems and gold. They are engraved on it by three masters from three different eras. The crown that appeared since the 13th century is a noble crown worn by only the nominal ruler of the world of Christ and the agent of Jesus Christ on earth, and it also indicates the representative of the supreme authority of the entire world of Christ, the Pope Triple Crown.

From the 8th century AD, the Pope, who had the official title of the Roman Diocese, had begun to wear a crown, from the first-level crown that only symbolizes the identity of bishops as the largest diocese in the century, to the second-level crown that symbolizes the Pope's management of all souls and secular worlds, and then to the third-level crown that appeared in the era of Avinon's Prison, which represented the pope as the only spread of the voice of Jesus Christ on earth, this extremely noble crown has changed from a symbol of identity to something more meaningful.

The crown composed of precious gems and huge purple gold crosses, these seemingly heavy but numerous times more valuable than themselves, lay quietly in the box, but no one thought what he saw was true, but no one said to break the silence that suddenly came to everyone, because they knew that they might not only see the crown, but also really could have it.

This is because this is the extremely honorable Pope Triple Crown of the entire Christ world, which was stolen about 11 years ago!

On a very ordinary afternoon in April 1485, when a servant opened a warehouse called Latterang, a Vatican that was specially used to store precious items in the Holy See, he was shocked to find that the box storing the Pope's triple crown was empty, and the extremely precious triple crown disappeared when it disappeared!

The stolen triad shocked the entire Vatican. After only less than a year of succession, the already weak and suspicious Pope Innocent VIII even regarded this as God's punishment and warning to him. He began to become suspicious, even doubt everything, so that he finally announced that the loss of triad triad was a conspiracy between wizards and witches who advocated witchcraft and various heresy magic. So in the pope's almost hysterical madness, a witch storm that swept across Europe for a long time sweeping across the European continent. Among them, the Kingdom of Castilla and the Aragon were implemented. At the same time, the terrifying religious trials were born one after another in that era.

It can be said that the triple crown in front of me is both a representative of supreme authority and a source of endless trouble. When I saw the faint red luster of the huge gem on the cross at the top of the crown, although I had known in advance, an old Jewish man could not withstand the stimulation because he was too excited and could not withstand the stimulation. His eyelids slid from the chair to the ground with a buzzing sound.

It was precisely because of this sound that the dull people, especially Alfonso, woke up. After awakening, he let out a low cry and his body involuntarily rushed towards the triple crown.

He didn't know if it was really the stolen crown, but his intuition made him rush up without hesitation.

But the masked man reached out and grabbed him. Just as Alfonso mumbled vaguely in his mouth and tried to break free from his grasp, the masked man suddenly reached out and punched him hard in the stomach.

Alfonso's body hunched over. He covered his stomach in pain and bent down, but then he was rudely pulled by the masked man.

"Listen, if you cause trouble for me, I will not matter if you are a bishop or a cardinal. Even if you become a pope in the future, be honest, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." The masked man said coldly, pulling Alfonso with his hair scattered back to sit down, and then looking back at the Jews. "The thing is here, you can take a look, and then we're going to sign the contract."

The Jew named Isaac came over. He first looked at the triple crown carefully, and then carefully took it out of the box after seeing the masked man with permission and looked at it carefully under the light.

"No, you can't do this. This belongs to the Vatican and the Vatican. You can't let it fall into the hands of the Jews!"

Alfonso kept whispering, his voice even had begging and crying, but this obviously did not impress the masked man. He grabbed Alfonso's clothes on his shoulder and stuck his neck almost to the point of purple because of rapid breathing. At the same time, his eyes were vigilantly staring at the Jews opposite through the holes of the mask.

"Shut up," the masked man whispered Alfonso. "Don't you want to be a cardinal or even a pope? Where did you think the money of those who could buy the Pope before came from? And do you think Clarion chose you alone? If you don't want to cooperate, we will soon find someone who is willing to do this."

The masked man's words made Alfonso's heart thrill. He found this man right. Crien would not only invest capital in him, he was just one who had more hope to compete for the cardinal throne than others.

The desire for the cardinal throne made Alfonso gradually calm down, and at the same time he also keenly noticed a look of dangerous in the eyes of the masked man. Thinking about this man actually used the legendary triple crown and the Jews as a condition for exchange. Then if he was really too excited to show his objection, this man might not have killed him to silence him.

Alfonso had already begun to regret it. He realized that he might have been exploited again. Whether it was the French who were making trouble behind the scenes, at least Cerrien did not have any kindness to him.

Work with these people?

Thinking about these people, and looking at the triple crown that was held in the hands of several Jews, Alfonso felt that he had really fallen into a terrible trap that he could not extricate himself.

Several Jews looked very carefully. One of them seemed to have a deep study of the crown. After getting permission, he even gently wet the three circles of Latin inscriptions around the crown with water. Then he carefully bridged them, applied the traces on the paper with ink, and then placed them under the light to carefully check the handwriting of the marks.

"Joshua, how about this?" a Jewish man couldn't help but whisper in his ear to his companion who was checking his handwriting.

"Don't talk, you have to know whether the mark is knocked out with a carving knife or a zipper. If you look a little bit wrong, you may make a mistake." The Jew named Joshua stopped his companion without hesitation. His eyes narrowed slightly, and carefully observed each small protrusion and concave on the edge of the rubbing under the rushing light. After a while, he said in a very small voice: "According to many books, this crown was first established and worn in Gregory IV. At that time, because there was no good carving knife that could carve neatly written on gold, they were all knocked out with very hard marble zippers. Because the head of the stone zipper was rounded, if you look closely at the edges of these zippers, you will find that there should be traces of undulating wavy shapes."

Because several Jews were nervously shutting their mouths, they heard Joshua's words, so they hurriedly went up and looked carefully at the piece of paper that was raised in the air with the light behind them.

"I saw that there was indeed such trace on it," a Jew whispered, and looked at Joshua as if he was afraid of saying something wrong. "Then this..."

"It's true," Joshua slowly put down the paper in his hand. He stared at the triple crown on the table, and his eyes were filled with irrefutable excitement. "It's hard to imagine that it's really that crown, this is simply a treasure given to us by God."

The Jewish murmured to himself, and he couldn't help but reach out to pick up the triple crown again, but was suddenly stopped by the masked man who had been watching them.

"Okay, we can sign the agreement."

The cold words of the masked man woke up the excited Jews. They gasped and looked at the crown and then at the masked man. Suddenly, the room seemed a little weird for a moment.

Alfonso was sensitively aware of the danger, and he couldn't help but move to the masked man, looking at the people opposite him with his tongue and hair dry.

"Then are you planning to use this thing to mortgage it for 6 months?" Finally one of the Jews sat down and spoke in a business tone. "The profit of 4 points is 6 months in total. If the time limit exceeds the time limit, you have to pay an extra 1 point of profit every month. Have you thought about this money not easy to borrow?"

Alfonso's throat was even dryer. He knew very well that he was not the one who was in charge of this deal, but when he thought about the terrible interest, he still felt his heart beating wildly, not to mention that it was involved in the triple crown, which made him realize that this was definitely not a simple loan.

"Don't worry, we can afford to borrow it," said the masked man disapproved, slowly retracting his hand pressed on the triple crown. "We all know what this means, so it's best that we all be careful. If the news leaks, no one here will be spared today."

Several Jews changed slightly. They knew that this was actually a threat, but they knew from the time they decided to take over the business, so they just nodded silently to agree.

"No, no," Alfonso, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke. He ignored the gaze of the Jews opposite, pulled the masked man back two steps and said in a low voice, "This is absolutely not possible. I cannot sign the agreement. If anyone knows that I use the triple crown as collateral to get money from the Jews, I will not only be expelled from the church, but may even be burned to death by stolen."

The masked man stared at Alfonso with a cold expression. After a brief awkward silence, the mask on his face moved, as if he was laughing. Then he said in a sarcastic tone that could still be vaguely heard, "Please rest assured that the Bishop will not let you sign, nor will you risk any exposure of your identity."

Alfonso's face turned a little blue, and he could hear the obvious sarcasm of the masked man, but he still asked with concern: "Then why do you have to let me do it? Can't you trade it yourself?"

"That's what they asked," the masked man glanced at the Jews. "Maybe they want to know you, or hope to get some promise from you."

Alfonso, who got the answer, understood after a moment of thinking. His expression calmed slightly. When he returned to his seat, he looked at the Jews opposite him and had become much calmer.

"I can't give you any promises," Alfonso didn't intend to leave anything from the beginning. He knew too well how terrible it would be for him if it was exposed. Looking at the look on the face of the Jewish man opposite, he continued, "6 months, our relationship is only valid for these six months, and then we will pay off the principal and interests, so don't cause any trouble during this time, if you promise this deal, continue, otherwise we will leave."

The Jews looked at each other, but they did not speak, but communicated with each other with their eyes. After a long time, when Alfonso was about to be impatient, the oldest Jews finally spoke: "Okay, we promised your conditions. We asked to meet you not to ask you what conditions, but to see if our investment can receive returns."

"Reward." Alfonso muttered in his throat. He understood what the Jews meant, and he knew very well that although the statement would not make any promises, the relationship between him and the Jews had become unclear.

All of this was done by Crien. Alfonso suddenly had the urge to strangle Crien to death, but he knew that now he could only rely on Crien or the guy around him who was always wearing a mask.

A deal was signed under the gaze of several people. When signing, Alfonso noticed that the masked man did not sign his name, but instead stamped it with a badge that he had never seen before. The Jews did not question it, but seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"There are so many mysterious things in this city." Alfonso said to himself. Although he himself had many secrets that were not worthy of being told to others, there were too many secrets in the city of Rome, which made Alfonso feel like he could lose his direction at any time when he entered the maze.

Several heavy bags were brought, and the heavy sound made when the bags were placed on the table made the hearts beat in the hearts of several people.

12,000 gold Florin, this is definitely a huge amount of pens in anyone's hands, especially when this pile of gold coins is placed in front of you, the deep shock is difficult to explain for a while.

"We have to measure it with a gold scale, and you can watch it from the side," said the old Jews, "Don't worry, although we have the habit of being stingy and greedy for money, Jews are most trustworthy when doing business."

The masked man looked at the other person without any objection. He slowly sat next to the scale and looked at the gold coins piled up carefully.

When all the gold coins were put into boxes and carried onto the carriage, looking at the back of the carriage that was swaying and gradually disappeared in the rain, several Jews looked at each other silently. They were excited and exhaled in big breaths. After a long time, the old Jewish man named Isak reminded him: "We have to leave here, and we must meet less in the future." He said that he looked at Joshua, "Joshua, let's put things in your place. From now on, you don't go home for the time being. Everything will be said after calming down."

Joshua nodded silently. He looked back at the box that had been reinstalled on the table. He couldn't help but feel excited. After thinking about it, he finally asked the others: "Can that bishop become a cardinal?"

"We don't know, but it doesn't matter," Isaac also stared at the box with the triple crown. "We now have this priceless treasure, which is the most useful to us, and don't forget that there is a signature on our agreement."

Joshua nodded silently, then walked over and lifted the wooden box and followed a few old men and carefully left from the back door on the other side of the house. Soon the Jews disappeared into the rain.

And in the carriage, sitting on Jinflorin, who had a whole box, Alfonso hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help but stick his head out of the carriage and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

The masked man looked back slightly at Alfonso behind him, then looked at the road with water everywhere in front. From the cold rain, Alfonso vaguely heard him say, "We are your servants, servants who can enable you to realize your dreams and ambitions."
Chapter completed!