It was almost noon when Ding Mu arrived at Monreale Cathedral. Although he had not slept all night and had experienced so many things, he was always very excited.

Although Sophia was kept by Gomez, Ding Mu was not very worried. He knew that Osborne would take care of Sophia, especially when he was sure that Osborne did not reveal the news about Joel Modillo to Gomez, he knew that the tailor should have deeper thoughts than his sleek appearance.

Dingomez asked him to return to Alfonso as an undercover agent. Although he didn't like this job, there was no way to do it now. Although he was taken care of by a tailor, if he wanted to rescue Sophia, he had to temporarily quit Gomez.

The cathedral was extremely quiet. Ding Muchuang walked through the corridor and saw Guillaume Feuchel before he even approached the library. The old man was sitting on a wooden bench under the corridor, holding the book in his hand and reading it carefully.

He had so many things in one night before that Ding Mu almost forgot about the master and apprentice.

Although the Duke of Orleans is destined to become a great figure in history in the future, when a person faces a life-and-death crisis, even the future King of France is no different from a passerby.

When he saw Ding Mu, the old man closed the book and stood up.

"I really didn't expect you to come," Ding Mu still saluted one-handedly according to his habits. Although he did this before, he did it without intention. Now he must do it deliberately. Only in this way can others think that he is an outsider from afar. Regarding the use of Molodi's identity, at least the fewer people know the better, especially on Alfonso's territory. "Sir, can I do something for you?"

"It's true," Feiche looked at Ding Mu with interest. Although he was not sure whether Ding Mu had fully known the identity of the Duke of Orleans, he had to admit that the night before the duke was played hard by this young Greek man. "The priest has allowed me to borrow the books from the Bishop's Palace, and I hope you can lead the way for me."

Ding Mu nodded. He heard Alfonso express generously yesterday that he could let Feiche read those books casually, which made Ding Mu feel a little strange. From Alfonso's previous attention to these books, it seems that he shouldn't be such a generous person.

The two walked into the library, and Ding Mu noticed that there was another servant following him, which made him feel cautious.

Although it is speculated that the Duke of Orleans would not be stupid enough to send someone to assassinate him in the Bishop's Palace, it would be bad if that person was so angry that he did it without regard for the consequences. After all, he might not have done anything more outrageous when he even disguised himself in the enemy country during the war.

Seeing Ding Mu's vigilant look, Feiche waved to the servant and signaled him to stand a little further away.

"My student..." Feiche pondered for a moment, as if he was brewing words, and then continued to say, "He appreciated your courage to confess your fault to the priest yesterday, and thought it was a kind of praiseworthy character. You know he valued people with good virtues very much, and he felt a little guilty about the fact that you had to reveal the truth because of his appearance, so," Feiche said, pointing to a small cowhide bag placed next to the servant before leaving. "This is some compensation for you. I believe that this is not a reward, it is just the wish of a friend."

Ding Mu bowed and lifted his leather bag, and then felt his hands sinking. He didn't expect it to be very heavy.

"If you can come to Orleans one day, you will definitely get better hospitality," Feche felt that he had said almost the same thing. Although it was a bit of a big deal to ask him to come forward in person to appease the Greeks, Feche knew very well how dangerous their situation was now. Since the disaster could not be eliminated, he could only use money to buy him.

As for whether this young man would accept Qian Feixie, he was not worried. It can be seen from his actions at the banquet yesterday that he should not be a foolish person.

"Please allow me to serve you," Ding Mu put his bag indifferently on the empty shelf next to him, and continued to walk with Fei Xie in the library. "If you have any needs, please come up with me. Although I have just started working, I have some impression of the books here."

Fei Xie nodded. His indifference to the bag gave him a new understanding of this young man. At least he was a person who could control himself and did not easily get carried away.

Perhaps, this young man could have more uses. This thought flashed through Feiche's mind. Although it was still far from trust, if he was guaranteed to keep the secret, Feiche would not mind using him.

The old man was looking on the bookshelf while thinking, and as his hand stopped on a book about architecture, he slowly pulled out the book.

It was a book written by the Normans who occupied Sicily in the early days. Although it was a bit old, the books were preserved in good condition. Ding Mu especially noticed that there was a long list of corners hanging on the corner of the book. He knew that it should have been left as a sign when someone had inquired before.

"Palermo is a beautiful city, especially his cathedral, which is the pride of the Normans," Fitcher flipped through the book, and then he asked unintentionally, "So have you heard of the priests who intend to move the Bishop's Palace to Palermo?"

Ding Mu was stunned. Feiche obviously would not ask others about Alfonso casually. If that was the case, it would probably arouse others' suspicion, but if it asked him, there was no such concern. It was obvious that in the eyes of the French, Ding Mu and they are now considered grasshoppers on the same line.

Does he look so like an undercover agent? Gomez is like this, and now the French are like this. Ding Mu is a little upset, but Feiche's words make him feel slightly moved.

The Palermo Palace is not located in Palermo, but has been in Monreale. Of course, there are many reasons for this. Although the apparent statement is that Monreale Cathedral is older than Palermo Cathedral, in fact, it involves the struggle between the church and secular power.

Although the battle between Gomez and his former Bishop Palermo finally came to an end with Gomez taking fierce measures, this struggle is likely to continue with Alfonso's takeover.

Especially when Gomez already knew that the previous assassination was related to Alfonso, even though the two were once close, it seemed that there would be no good results now.

For Alfonso, Monreale is indeed not the ideal Bishop's Palace. After all, the former bishop has been here for many years. Even a small choir singer cannot guarantee whether he has had close contact with the former bishop. In such a hostile place, Alfonso's life should not be very pleasant.

Palermo is different. Not only can he establish his own power there, but more importantly, he can challenge secular power in the future. It is difficult to believe that the priest would really want to help Gomez.

When these thoughts flashed through Ding Mu's mind, he already knew what he should do.

After experiencing last night's crisis, he already realized that in this era, his own strength alone will not play any role. If you want to survive in the crack, you must have something to grasp until one day you can break the crack.

"Sorry, I haven't heard of this before," Ding Mu replied calmly. Although Feiche had gradually revealed his intentions, he didn't want to follow him so quickly. "And this is not what I should care about."

"If you are willing to care, please tell me, I believe this will bring you greater benefits." Feiche said as he walked out the door. When he passed the empty shelf, he seemed to accidentally pat the bag on it.

It was not until Fei Xie's figure slowly disappeared at the door that Ding Mu walked over and opened the buckle on the side of the bag and looked at it. The Aju, full of leather bag, flashed with an attractive golden light, which made Ding Mu's heart beat.

It's not because of gold, but because of the meaning behind these golds.

Suddenly, Ding Mu remembered something and turned back to the bookshelf. He searched carefully and finally found some strange places.

Although he had just started sorting out, he remembered it very clearly that these books were differentiated according to different categories, so although they had not been rigorously distinguished and arranged, they had some scale. So as long as people who read books stood here, they could quickly know what type of books they were facing.

So Fei Xie was walking here like this, not wandering around by accident, and as long as he thought about the many signs marked on the book he borrowed, Ding Mu vaguely guessed that he did not take the book at will.

So what does Feiche want to find in it?

Ding Mu couldn't patrol along the bookshelf, but for a moment he could not find anything more.

Just when he thought he might be just too much, a bookcase in the corner of the wall caught his attention.

The previous bookcase was the keys and cotton paper alchemy spells that had been hidden by him. The former bishop didn't seem to pay much attention to it, otherwise he wouldn't have put such important things in the library, and another set of exactly the same things were also placed so casually in the cabinet in the bishop's living room.

The keys and spells were hidden secretly. Ding Mu knew that it would be bad if they were seen. Now that he thought about it, he never forgot what Kunto said to him, especially when he knew that the assassination of Gomez was related to Alfonso, he had already cared about everything around Alfonso.

What Fitch took away was a book about Palermo's early architecture, so did he really have no intention or did he show something from it?

And what is the key and spell used for?

Ding Mu felt his head hurt a little, so he ran outside and stood by the pool and threw the cold water on his face. As his mind gradually calmed down, he began to carefully sort out the things that had been around him so far.

From leaving Saint-Saint-Ballon to now, he has been bumping with all the things he has lived around him. Now he has reached a crossroads, or standing on the edge of a cliff. Maybe he made a wrong choice from the moment he shouted for assassination, but he did not regret it.

Ding Mu knew that he was unwilling to be lonely in his heart, and since this was the case, he had to pay the price for this unwillingness.

A sound of footsteps came, and the person who came seemed to be going through the corridor, but for some reason stopped and then slowly approached.

Discomfort arose from Ding Mu's heart because the man was too slow. Although he did not deliberately conceal the sound under his feet, he still gave people a feeling of getting closer.

It felt very awkward, as if some animal was getting closer.

Ding Mu turned around, although he tried to calm down, his face still showed surprise, and more of a look of horror.

Kuntuo!
Chapter completed!