When Gonzalo's fleet appeared outside Sicily, a strong sea breeze happened to blow from the sea.

This subtropical storm blowing from the Atlantic Ocean pushed Aragon's fleet from the port of Cartagena to the southeast of the Iberian Peninsula and sailed towards the Mediterranean Sea. It was thought that it would have a 4-day voyage, but in fact it took only 3 days, the lookouts on the ship saw the outline of Sicily from afar.

The gust of wind naturally blew into Sicily, and then someone brought back the news of the Aragon fleet's appearance.

This made Flomensa look at the gust of wind as a good sign. Although he knew that this idea might be somewhat pagan, he would rather regard it as God's secret help to Sicily.

Although the Naples declared war, there was no movement. This made Flomensa feel a little more worried from the beginning. Now that Gonzalo's arrival made him even more feel that the declaration of war by the Naples was a joke.

As for Count Modillo, Flomensa did not let him suffer any hardship. Apart from having no freedom, the Count could even read books at will or chat with beautiful maids about life.

In fact, Flomensa regarded Modillo as a treasure. In his opinion, the Earl of Naples was even more important than his niece.

Flomensa hoped to get a list, or to create a list, almost all of the names on these lists came from Castile, and some of them were influential officials around Queen Isabella. The charge Flomensa found for the people on these lists was to try to destroy the rule of the two kings of Castile and Aragon.

Flomensa considered himself a man who knew the king's mind very well, and there was only one king in his mind, that was Ferdinand II.

As for Queen Isabella, Flomenza regarded him as Ferdinand's wife, the king's queen, but he was just the queen.

The Iberian Peninsula only needs one king instead of two. This is the inner thoughts of many Aragonese people, including Flomensa, and they all know very well that this is actually the thoughts of the king.

Modillo took the opportunity to cleanse up the many important officials in Castilla. This is Flomenza's idea, so in his opinion, Modillo is really important, and he hopes to always squeeze useful things from him.

When Flomenza told Modillo that Gonzalo's army had arrived in Sicily, the Governor had a victory smile on his face. He not only wanted to remind Modillo that he could be saved by the Naples if he died, but also to remind him of the powerful power Ferdinand had in Iberia.

"Tell me everything or be punished. I think that would be too ugly. After all, using such torture instruments as you is an insult. So for all of us to be better, wouldn't it be nice to say all those people you know?" Flomensa said to Modillo with great since he found that Modillo seemed to be a little bit crafty recently, which made him feel it necessary to remind him.

"You mean the people you want to know, right?" Seeing the deep smile on Flomenza's face, Modillo just curled his lips slightly. "Actually, this doesn't matter to me, but you don't think that if Queen Isabella knows, you might not have a good end?"

"I am serving allegiance to the king, and of course Her Majesty," Flomenza said dismissively. "We all know that the union between Castilla and Aragon is not so smooth. Some people always don't want to see the king and his wife happy. I think it is the responsibility of a loyal minister to remove these people from them. As for whom you should identify, I think you can refer to this list."

Flomensa put a piece of paper full of names in front of Modillo. When he saw Modillo nodding or shaking his head when he looked at the name of the person on it, sometimes raised his eyebrows and made an interesting "Yeah", Flomensa waved his hand to the maid waiting outside, signaling her to come in and serve the Count.

"I want everyone above to disappear from the king and the queen, at least some of them can't stay by her side anymore." Seeing the maid taking off Modillo's coat and then taking off his boots, Flomensa slowly turned around and walked out the door. As he closed the door casually, the sound inside was isolated from the room.

The price of food in the Sicily market suddenly fluctuated. When someone reported to Alexander that the Governor's Office ordered a large amount of food in the market to Alexander, Alexander made a low "oh" sound.

"Sir, what happened?" Sher asked a little strangely. He noticed that although Alexander's expression was calm, he could tell from his inadvertently tense shoulder that he seemed to be very concerned about this matter.

"The Aragonese army is coming, and Flomensa is collecting military rations for the Aragonese."

Alexander walked to the window and looked at the dark clouds that swept through the sky with the strong wind that kept blowing. The Atlantic Ocean is now in a turbulent and turbulent waves.

I don't know if the fleet of Americo Vespussi had left Malaga, which was the starting point for Colombia to travel to the New World for the first time. However, this time a Florentine named Americo Vespussi was going to take over from Columbus the right to discover the New World and give it a name.

Until Columbus died, he didn't know that what he had reached was a brand new world. For thousands of years, countless Eurasian explorers were eager to discover, but in the end he was the only one who realized the miracle of discovering a new world. Therefore, this continent is destined to be called Ameriga in the future, and only a small piece will be named Colombia.

Alexander thought about these things that seemed to have nothing to do with the situation in front of him, but he didn't mind the concerns of his followers.

This is a small village located near the hillside of the Bishop's Palace, not far from Palermo.

The village is built against the mountains, and the houses are scattered with the mountains. From the high ground, you can see a yellow-brown roof lined up and conceal each other, and even the alleys and streets under the eaves are always shrouded in a shadow and no light can be seen.

But if you are in it, you will know that this feeling from a distance is wrong. Because the house is staggered, there will always be a window that can see the distance, and even vaguely see the sea in the distance.

The strong sea breeze blew in from these windows facing the sea. The wind was very cool and violent, making the windows clatter.

"Sir, should we leave Sicily?" Sher finally plucked up the courage to whisper after thinking for a long time. He found that since the Count arrived in Sicily, he seemed to have not been so anxious to rescue Count Modillo, especially since the tailor Osborne inquired for a while and then talked with the Count alone for a long time, the Count seemed to have simply given up on that idea.

Now that he heard that the Aragonese army had arrived in Sicily, Schell had to think about it more. Perhaps this was a good excuse to let the Count leave this place as soon as possible. Maybe the lord himself was thinking so.

Alexander waved his hand and stopped Sher's words. He could understand Sher's intention to leave Sicily earlier, but he did not think he should leave at this time.

As for his lack of concern for saving Count Modillo, it was because he suddenly discovered that Flomensa was doing something that both he and the Count had always wanted to do but could not do for a while.

Castilla is undergoing a great purge, which makes Alexander have a deep understanding of the saying "the enemy is a friend."

At this time, Alexander even felt that if it were possible, the Earl of Modillo would live in Flomensa. As long as he thought about the list of so-called conspirators produced by the governor, and then sent the people on the list to the infamous religious trial, Alexander could not help but sigh that there were indeed people like cruel officials everywhere.

As for the arrival of Gonzalo, Alexander was more concerned about how many troops he brought.

"Please ask for inquiries, maybe we can know more," Alexander ordered, but seeing Sher's unwilling look, he thought about it and comforted the guards. "Wait for Sher, maybe something will change in the future."

"Are you saying that His Majesty's army is going to attack Sicily?"

Sher immediately became a little excited. When he thought that the queen would definitely send troops because she was worried about the safety of her "brother", so that she might get rid of the adults from this adventure game.

Although the arrival of the Aragonese army seemed to have made the situation much more severe, Scher obviously had never heard of Gonzalo's name, so naturally he didn't know how powerful this general was. Secondly, his personal experience in Bucharest made the guard officer feel a mysterious confidence in his master...

"Maybe it doesn't need it." Alexander thought for a while and shook his head.

Gonzalo's fleet arrived in Palermo at night, because by virtue of his fleet first arrived at the southwest coast of Sicily and then turned north, which somewhat delayed some time, but as Flomensa said to the people around him while waiting at the port, sometimes what really mattered is not when to arrive, but whether the time of arrival was just right.

Gonzalo's army obviously came at a very time.

9,000 Aragonese troops, all the property that Ferdinand II could give him. Although the number of this army was not large, he received a power as compensation from Ferdinand II, that is, the king allowed him to collect military salaries on the spot for his army anywhere during the war without paying any income tax to the king.

That is to say, Gonzalo's army could legally plunder any area he occupied, and Ferdinand did not even specifically mention that it should avoid areas such as the Vatican, or those under the Holy See, which were personally led by the Pope.

This was a completely allowed right, and it was for this tempting reason that after receiving 6,500 soldiers provided to him by Ferdinand, he recruited nearly 2,500 Catalan mercenaries in a short time, and after a brief training, he took the army on board and came to Sicily.

Flomensa was very happy with Gonzalo's arrival. He knew that the prominent leader of the Knights of Santiago was a distant relative of Queen Isabella, and he also knew that the queen had extremely trust in his brave general. These characteristics made Gonzalo actually represent the people Flomensa wanted to attack, but Flomensa was not stupid. He knew that it might be possible to touch others, but he could not do it.

At least he can't do this now.

Today, Gonzalo is not only a confidant of Queen Isabella, but also a popular person in the eyes of King Ferdinand.

The glory of defeating and expelling the French invasion in Italy made Gonzalo, who was already famous, even more famous in Iberia, and the appreciation of the two kings made his favor even more. At this time, Flomensa would not foolishly provoke such a popular man, otherwise his fate would definitely be miserable.

However, Flomensa was very happy to see Gonzalo coming to Sicily, because this not only helped Sicily strengthen its defense, but also the nobles in Castile would become much more single and lonely without the support of a powerful figure like Gonzalo.

"Maybe the king sent this general to Sicily for such a purpose." Flomenza couldn't help but think about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he guessed the king's plan. "Maybe the king's secret order will be sent soon, but before that, I'd better think about how to calm the irritable general."

Flomensa thought so, and couldn't help but look at the person who had already walked up the springboard with steady steps under the light.

The lights were a little dim, but he still recognized the very distinctive face.

The originally large chin looked very prominent, and the beards on both sides of the lips shook as they took steps. Gonzalo's long face appeared in front of Flomenza.

"I'm glad to see you again, dear leader." Flomenza knew that Gonzalo liked to call him the title of leader of the Knights of Santiago, and compared to his duke's family title, the title of his Duke was no longer important.

"I'm also very happy to meet you. It's said that everyone is talking about you in Zaragoza or anywhere else. People say that you are now the deputy king of the Kingdom of Sicily."

Gonzalo grimaced at Flomensa, and before the Governor could wake up from the shock brought by his words, he slapped Flomensa's not strong shoulder and said loudly: "Okay, my friend, tell me what welcome things have been prepared for me, such as fine wine, food and beauty, and it is not possible to lack them."

Looking at Gonzalo's smile, Flomenza's heart was slowly relieved. While laughing and covering up the frightened he had just been told, he enthusiastically invited Gonzalo to the palace.

"Just as you said, the leader of the group, the fine wine, food and beauty, these are all prepared for your arrival." Flomensa said with a smile.

"That's great."

Gonzalo whistled frivolously to express his satisfaction, then his expression suddenly sank. As he raised his arms and waved it hard, a heavy sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from the deck of the sea boat behind him!

Flomensa couldn't help looking in the sound. In the darkness, he saw teams of soldiers walking down the boat along the springboard. The heads of the dock were shaking, and more and more soldiers were lined up.

In the night, the shiny of armor and weapons came one after another, and a large army was in an emergency spread throughout Palermo at this moment.

"Aragorn's army." Flomensa sighed in his heart and blurted out.
Chapter completed!