In the basement, a man who surprised Alexander appeared in front of him.

In fact, Alexander talked about this person not long ago, so when he saw him again, he couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Pedro Caderon stood at the door with a high look and looked at Alexander sitting on the bed and looking at him. His expression no longer had the same respect as before that he seemed cautious to anyone. On the contrary, when he looked at Alexander Caderon, he showed hatred and a hint of pride.

"Sir, it's time for you to have a meal." Caderon put a wooden plate on the table not far away. He glanced at Alexander, then straightened his waist and stared at the rival in his mind with that look.

Pedro Caderon had a special feeling for Lucrezia that he could not explain clearly. Although he was very popular among maids because of his beautiful appearance and even became her secret lover by Giovanni's wife Maria, he felt so jealous that he felt uncomfortable whenever he thought of Alexander being able to get Lucrezia's love.

In Calderon's opinion, Alexander was actually just lucky, otherwise he would not be as good as him. But this man not only got Lucrezia, but also had a noble identity and huge wealth, which made Calderon crazy jealously.

However, now looking at Alexander imprisoned, Caderon suddenly felt that he was the one who won the final victory. After all, he could enter and exit the door freely. The man who had caused countless uproars in Rome had lost his freedom, and even his life was in his hands, because just before he came, Caesar had already hinted that he wanted him to prepare something, and maybe they would soon send one of his brother-in-law to see God.

Alexander saw danger in Calderon's proud look. Although he was not very familiar with this man, he already knew him well. After all, this man "was" Lucrezia's lover. Just before Madame Connio told him Calderon's true identity, he also paid attention to the attendant because he learned about him and Giovanni's wife from Uriu.

So Alexander knew that Caderon was actually a very cautious person. He always faced everyone carefully, and showed his arrogant look like he was now. Alexander immediately realized that this should be because he had no scruples.

So what else can make him show this? Just think about it and know that it must be that Caesar has shown him his determination to get rid of himself.

Alexander, who figured this, couldn't help but look up and think carefully about the time from being sent in to Caderon's arrival, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Obviously, Caesar was still a little too anxious. Alexander felt that things were not very early. It was unlikely that he would solve the guards he brought in in such a short time. Alexander was not too blindly optimistic about his Montina people, but that he and Ofulei knew that he did not come to Rome on a whim to satisfy Lucrezia's wish to return to his parents' home.

So it was impossible for Ofulei to really regard this trip as a pleasant and relaxing outing. In this case, it would not be so easy for Caesar to solve his Montina in this short time.

Just looking at Calderon's smug look, Alexander felt a little uncomfortable, so when the servant walked to the front not far from him, Alexander suddenly raised his leg without warning and put it under Calderon's lower abdomen!

The screams immediately alarmed the guards outside. The two soldiers rushed into the room and looked at Caderon, who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up. And Alexander, who was still sitting on the bed, looked at them coldly. The two guards couldn't help but look at each other.

"Catch him, I want him to regret hitting me!" Caderon shouted and got up. Half of his face was rubbed with mud. The corners of his mouth that were shaking was rubbed with pain. The heartache from his lower abdomen that was tightly held both hands made his voice change a little.

The two guards walked towards Alexander. Caderon was Caesar's confidant, so his words were naturally commands.

"You are going to offend me?" Alexander picked up a full cup from the plate next to him and poured the wine on the ground in front of the two men's feet. "If you dare to take another step forward, I promise that is the beginning of your true regret."

The two guards looked down at the wet upper and hesitated for a moment.

"What are you afraid of? He can't do anything now!" Caderon rushed forward and pushed a guard away and rushed to Alexander, reached out and grabbed his collar tightly, then turned around and shouted at the two hesitant guards, "Look, look at what he is now, he is a prisoner!"

Looking at Alexander who was caught by Caderon, the two guards showed anger. They felt that they had been fooled. At the same time, a violent desire to ravage the great nobles who were the soldiers who could only look up to in the past also aroused their fierceness.

But the two guards had only time to take a step forward and stepped on the wet mud on the ground. They saw that as Alexander's lips moved slightly, Calderon's face turned pale in an instant.

He grabbed Alexander's hand and seemed to tremble. Although it was only a moment before, the fear in his heart had been revealed. Then he seemed to have grabbed the thorns full of sharp thorns and let go, and at the same time he took a step back in fear, as if he was about to be far away from Alexander.

"you……"

The corners of Calderon's mouth trembled slightly, but it was no longer because of pain but fear.

"Whether a person is lowly does not depend on his identity, but on his behavior. A person with a humble identity can be respected for his noble behavior, and even a prince will appear vulgar because of his despicable behavior." Alexander said as he slowly leaned against the wall beside the bed, looking at Caderon with a contemptuous look. Could this be the person who can cause great trouble to the Ottoman Empire? If this is the case, we must really consider whether this person is worth supporting.

Of course, Caderon didn't know what Alexander meant. He only knew that this man actually knew one of his biggest secrets. He never thought that he would hear the name of Maria Porgia from Alexander's mouth.

He knows, this person knows!

At this time, his mind was just shouting constantly, and his whole body was sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and even numb because of extreme panic.

Caderon's hand trembled and touched the short knife around his waist. He felt that if he suddenly pulled out the knife and rushed forward at this time, he would still have a chance to kill this person. Although this might cause a lot of trouble, since Caesar had decided to die, it would be just a matter of time. He might be scolded for this, but it was always much better than leaking his secret.

Thinking of this, Caderon's eyes slowly showed a fierce light. He held the hilt of the knife in his hand. Just as he was about to draw his sword and pounce on him, Alexander's eyes swept to him and said, "Give me another glass of wine, and don't you want to know how I know about those things?"

After saying that, Alexander looked at the three people at a loss in front of him coldly, and simply leaned back slightly, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to calm down.

Caderon's hand froze. He knew that Alexander had grasped his greatest weakness, which scared him, but as Alexander said, he wanted to know who else knew about that.

In addition, he was not sure whether Alexander knew about those really terrible things, which made him hesitate for a moment.

Looking at Alexander's seemingly unprepared, Caderon struggled repeatedly, but in the end he did not dare to make up his mind.

"I will give you another glass of wine, but you'd better not do stupid things anymore, sir." Calderon secretly reminded Alexander in a threatening tone that all he could do now was because he didn't know how many secrets were in the hands of this man. At this moment, Calderon even felt that he seemed to have changed his identities with the person in front of him. He was the one who was waiting for the death sentence at any time.

Alexander didn't answer, he was thinking about the matter.

It was not planned to reveal to Calderon that he knew his affair with Giovanni's wife, but Alexander really couldn't stand the person's proud attitude. In addition, mastering Calderon at this time would mean having a key to contacting the outside world, which is crucial for Alexander today.

After all, although I was prepared to come to Rome, Caesar's sudden appearance did completely break Alexander's previous plan, so what to do next is to seize the opportunity. Otherwise, whether it is too early or too late, things may be in vain.

Caderon returned to the top absent-mindedly. As soon as he turned from behind the angel statue that blocked the secret passage, he heard a familiar cry.

The owner of this voice was once the goddess of his dreams, and even now when he saw her again, Caderon would become at a loss due to excitement.

And now, his goddess is crying for another man.

"Where is Alexander, how are you doing him?!" Lucrezia stood in the gorgeous hall of the Potico Palace and kept crying, holding Estreth in her arms, who was so scared that she cried because her mother cried bitterly, "My poor daughter, you have murdered her father!"

Caderon walked into the hall and looked at Lucrezia who was crying with his daughter in his arms, while not far from her were the gloomy Pope and Caesar.

Seeing Caderon's embarrassing look in his face, Caesar frowned slightly. He didn't even have to think about it and knew that this was of course Alexander's masterpiece. However, Caesar did not expect that after he became a prisoner, the man was still so arrogant.

Lucrezia also saw Caderon. She was a little surprised at first, then suddenly realized something and rushed up. Regardless of the dirty appearance of Caderon, he grabbed his clothes tightly with one hand and asked loudly: "Are you going to see Alexander? Tell me where Pedro Alexander is, how is he doing now?"

Caderon hesitated to look at Caesar behind him. Just when he was a little at a loss, Alexander VI spoke: "Let him go, Lucrezia, you're so bad."

The Pope's words shocked Lucrezia. She stopped and turned to look at her father, holding her crying daughter tightly with her hands.

"Father, do you think I look bad? But do you know what a woman who has lost her beloved looks like? Do you know what my daughter looks like if she has lost her father?"

"Enough," Caesar stood up and walked over. When he was about to reach out and force Estrece from Lucrezia's arms, he looked at Lucrezia's looking at him. His hand couldn't help but stumble into the air. Then he tentatively stroked Estrece's smooth cheeks with the back of his hand. "You know I won't hurt her, but you should also wake up. Do you really think that Gombrece would care about you? If that were the case, he would have married you long ago, but in fact his wife was the Barenti de la Rovere, and you really don't know about him and the female Valachian prince. Do you think such a person is worthy of your enemies for him and your family?"

Lucrezia looked at Caesar with a daze. She wanted to refute but didn't know what to say for a moment because she knew that everything Caesar said was true.

But when he saw Caesar taking his daughter from her arms, Lucrezia immediately took two steps back as if she was stung, and then hugged Estreth and stared at him vigilantly.

"You can't do this. You need to rest and calm down. In addition, you will also frighten the child like this. I believe everything will be fine. And I promise you that I did not hurt Gombrey, and I can swear to God." Caesar waved his hand helplessly and signaled the maid next to him to come and serve. Although he was reluctant, he saw his daughter who seemed to be a little uneven in her breath because she had cried for too long. Lucrezia was still half-held and half-draged by the maid.

As soon as Lucrezia's figure disappeared, Caesar immediately looked at Caderon.

"what happened?"

"That man hit me." Caderon replied carefully. The longer he was around Caesar, the more he was afraid of this young and terrifying duke, especially now, when he found that someone had known his secret, he was more worried that everything might be exposed.

"Does he not know his situation yet?" Caesar looked back at his father in amazement. "Did he think we would not treat him like he did with Giovanni Sforza? Did he really think that once he died, his army would still avenge him?"

Alexander VI slowly stood up, and he waved to Caderon to move closer, and then asked: "Pedro, tell me what he said to you, what he said."

Caderon replied carefully, thinking that there were two guards in the basement, and perhaps the pope would find out the strange conversation between the two of them, Caderon also said the excuse he had thought of before: "And I don't know what he thought, he knew the death of Giovanni Sforza, and he told me that he knew that he would have such an encounter when he came to Rome."

"Wait a minute, do you mean he already knows I'm back?" Caesar asked anxiously.

"Oh no, but he seemed to know what threats he might encounter in Rome, and he didn't seem to care," since it had begun, Caderon could only try to make his lies more complete, and in his impression, Alexander seemed not very anxious about being imprisoned, which made Caderon feel that he was not completely lying, and then he pretended to be careless, "In addition, he knocked over the drink, and then he wanted to give him another glass."

"Take it to him," Caesar, who had originally waved his hands casually, stopped his arm slightly. He slowly walked to the table and picked up a glass of wine. Then he picked up the glass and looked at his father first. Seeing that Alexander VI seemed to be hesitating, he handed the glass to Caderon "Take it to him."

Caderon took the wine glass with his fingers trembling slightly. He knew that if the Pope had just left his head, he might be holding a cup of poisoned wine with special seasonings. He didn't care at all about whether Alexander would be poisoned to death. But if his secret might be leaked, Caderon felt cold all over his body and weak hands and feet.

This made him helplessly discover that it seemed that in the Potico Palace, he least wanted something unexpected to happen to that person except Lucrezia.

"Father, are you still worried about?"

As soon as Caderon left, Caesar immediately asked Alexander VI.

"Montina's guard has not been completely resolved, and the other is Pisa." Alexander VI looked at his son. Perhaps Caesar could have taken Alexander's life purely for Yixue's previous defeat in the battle of Livorna and Pisa's humiliation, but the Pope obviously had more complicated reasons and reasons.

Today, Pisa has undoubtedly become a very important city. Perhaps the city itself has nothing special, but it controls the key to whether almost the entire Tirenian Sea, or even a large part of the Western Mediterranean coast, is prosperous.

Moreover, Pisa's influence on Florence has made the city and Montina show signs of the capital of Romagna. It can be said that if Montina is the sword of Romagna, then Pisa is the vault of this land.

It is precisely for this reason that when Alexander refused to become a member of the Borgia family, Alexander VI decided to imprison this disobedient son-in-law without hesitation.

But what he has been thinking about is what to get after this matter.

His granddaughter was the Duke of Pisa and Florence, and this was enough to bring enough benefits to the Pope. However, Alexander VI was also thinking about what changes would happen in Romagna without Kombre.

And Caderon's words just now also attracted the attention of the Pope.

If Alexander really had other preparations for this trip to Rome, wouldn’t he be too hasty to do it now before he figured out his intention to come to Rome?

Just as the Pope and his son were worried about how to deal with Alexander, something big happened suddenly in the Vatican city.

The Montina Guard, who was resting not far from the Grand Plaza, suddenly launched and occupied the Caroling Palace in one fell swoop!
Chapter completed!