Accompany Da Vinci's Super God Day

When Dejo reported the news that the lord had disappeared in the bedroom, Leonardo thought she was joking with him.

But people searched the entire room and the castle, and when his expression changed from relaxed and calm to worried and nervous, his mind went blank for a long time.

—Where will she go?

——What happened to her?

It was already night before Heidi disappeared, and it was midnight when Leonardo led the mercenaries to block the port and city gates.

He ordered Niccolo and other cronies to investigate everyone involved in this road, and directly started searching and patrolling the streets and houses.

——It was as if his bride had evaporated from the world, disappearing without warning.

The brown-eyed general didn't change his face when facing tens of thousands of horse cavalry, but now he was holding the long sword and his fingers were trembling.

Countless possibilities began to appear in his mind, and he began to think about the worst uncontrollably.

No—if something happened to her, he would rather die this night.

Until dawn, the cellars and dark alleys of the houses in Genoa were searched, but there was no trace.

Leonardo had never ridden so fast.

He went back and forth between the castle and the city, constantly asking if she was back.

No—not even the slightest trace.

There are drunken homeless men who say they have seen beauties taken away, but all the way to track them down, they are just prostitutes who make fun of themselves.

His heart sank to the bottom inch by inch, and every breath seemed to be tearing himself apart.

Heidi...

He never believed in God, but began to pray desperately.

You must be fine, wait until I find you.

When the morning sun rose from the sea level, people finally turned back exhausted.

The wedding decorations all over the castle now look pale and ironic, and the chefs who were busy preparing meals also stopped to rest.

Machiavelli even led people to open every box and vent in the castle. At this moment, he pressed his forehead and did not speak for a long time.

Atalanti's face was livid, and he paced back and forth in front of the fireplace.

"She was definitely taken—who? Medici? Sforza? Borgia?"

Leonardo had already packed his luggage and walked out with a long sword in his hand.

"Atalanti, you are in charge of all the financial entry and exit in the territory, as well as trade and taxation."

"Niccollo, you will handle all the government affairs for her temporarily, and Luris will manage the army."

"You want to find her—?" Niccolo suddenly raised his head: "Where to find it? Are you wandering around the world?"

"It is impossible for the Medici and Sforza to do anything." Leonardo walked out quickly, letting them follow behind him: "I will take a gunpowder army and go to Rome now."

"Roma?" Luris took a deep breath and stopped him: "You need a good horse."

She blew the whistle, and within a short while, a light brown horse came running from the direction of the stable.

"This is the fastest horse in our regiment, and it is also half a warrior." She handed the reins into his hands, and untied her long sword: "This is the best long sword. I spent a whole Bags of gold coins just got back from the black market—you'll have to pay me for a new one if the blade rolls off."

Niccolo watched him get on his horse with a worried face, and suddenly said, "Do you really know that she is in Rome?"

He was worried that the man was in a hurry to do this.

The person who took her hid his tracks very well, there were no footprints outside the window or on the ground, as if it was haunted.

Had it been worse, the lord might have been assassinated, and now his body was sunk in the Tyrrhenian Sea.

In the absence of any trace, he had to go to find someone just by intuition...

"I know." Leonardo threw the old sword to Luris, and said coldly: "Until I come back, no one is allowed to talk about this matter again—just say that the lord is sick and needs to rest."

When they were patrolling around, all they said was that the general's private collection was lost, and they didn't mention her a word.

"We are here." Atalanti sighed and said, "Don't worry."

For more than 20 days, he hurried south with his troops, crossing mud and long rivers all the way, suffering in his heart as if being burned by a raging fire.

I can't sleep well almost every day, and I dream of her every time I fall asleep.

Leonardo had never been separated from her for such a long time.

Even that time when she went back to Florence overnight, he only separated from her for half a month.

In just half a month, he was anxious and embarrassed, as if he had lost half of his soul.

And Genoa is so far away from Rome, day and night on the road, almost every second is torturing his nerves.

Who would take her away in the middle of the night?

Are they trying to kill her, or are they doing something more vicious?

is she still aliveFeel good?

Troubled thoughts rose up one after another like bubbles, and even the sergeant who had always joked and chatted with him didn't dare to take a breath.

On the way back from Genoa to the north of Pisa, when he was about to enter the city gate, Leonardo suddenly saw several men surrounded by something, and some even threw their trousers aside.

no - definitely not -

The army horse neighed, and he drew out his long sword, scaring those local hooligans to run away with their trouser belts in their hands.

A little boy huddled on the ground, half of his clothes were stripped off, but he was holding something tightly in his hands and refused to let go.

"Don't be afraid..." He turned over and got off the horse, motioned to the attendant to add a robe to him, knelt down and comforted him, "We won't hurt you...child, are you alright?"

The little boy suddenly started to cry. He was obviously terrified and trembling all over.

If he hadn't met these officers just now, he might have died here.

As soon as he cried, Leonardo realized that there was still something under his tongue, and he almost choked on himself while crying.

"Did something happen to you..." He didn't have the energy to take care of these trivial matters at first, but the child's body was full of new and old injuries, and there was a weirdness everywhere: "Son, what's your name?"

"Sodom...they call me Sodom..." The little boy was sobbing and put on his clothes, preferring to slur his speech to protect the thing in his mouth, as if he was afraid that anyone would snatch it away.

"No... that shouldn't be your name," Leonardo felt that this address was too harsh. He took a deep breath and stroked the child's hair, and comforted him again: "What's your name?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, as if he had encountered redemption again, his eyes soon turned red.

"Bazzy," he murmured, "I should be called Buzzy."

He opened his mouth tremblingly, reached out and took out the ring that had scratched his mouth several times.

"Sir... sir... can you take me to Genoa," the boy begged, "I need to take this ring to a general, please."

When Leonardo saw the ring clearly, he felt as if his body had been struck by lightning.

The silver ring was inlaid with jeweled white roses, and the initials on the inside were all engraved by him.

Hedwig... his lover...

"Where did this come from?!" When he spoke, he felt the blood in his whole body was boiling and burning, and even his heart was beating uncontrollably: "——Did you see her?"

"You—" the boy was stunned for a few seconds.

"I'm the one you're looking for, Leonardo di Piero da Vinci," the man almost gritted his teeth and held back his tears: "Where is she now? Is she okay? "

The boy looked him up stupidly, then asked again: "Are you really him?"

Leonardo directly clasped his shoulders with both hands, stared at him and said, "You saw her, right? Black hair, blue eyes, and beautiful, right?"

"Yes, I saw it," the boy murmured, "She is dying, so she told me to come and find you."

As soon as this sentence came out, the adjutants behind all took a breath at the same time.

Leonardo showed empty and desperate eyes, tried his best to control his emotions and said, "Where is she?"

"On a boat that was fishing for barracudas, that boat has already left." The boy lowered his head and showed him the bracelet he was holding in his hand: "It should be going to Rome."

This was originally something that the lady gave him, but he thought that this gentleman needed him more now.

"Is...is she sick..." Leonardo murmured.

"Yes, there are doctors and many people on board," the boy said clumsily. "She couldn't get out of bed, and was carried to the deck to blow the air, and her voice was very low."

Leonardo burst into tears suddenly.

Even if he was abandoned by his parents when he was a child, he never begged anyone with tears.

But even if he just imagined this scene, even if he realized that she would probably leave him forever, his heart was constantly throbbing, and his whole body was like a drowning person who was about to suffocate.

He took a deep breath and dried his face, returning to his resolute and composed demeanor as he turned to look at the sergeant.

"We'll go find her and continue on to Rome."

Even if there is only one corpse, he will find her back.

Everyone involved in this matter will have to pay for it.

If the Holy See really killed her, he would destroy all the churches directly, and then sink into the deep sea holding her body.

Along the way, they all quickened their pace, as if they were racing against death.

Leonardo ordered some of his subordinates to go to Florence to get penicillin and other medicines, and he arrived in Rome ahead of schedule with his people.

They pretended to be Persian businessmen and gave the city gate guards enough bribes. The latter told them with a smile on their faces, where the nearest convoys had gone.

The pope's courtyard is like a hare's cave, and it takes a lot of time to check each one.

But when they were inquiring about the news, some subordinates came back in a hurry to report that the Borgia family was going to hold a wedding, and they were buying silk and fine wine wantonly.

By the time he went through all kinds of twists and turns, pretended to be a maid, and finally sneaked in there, and finally approached the confinement room where she was, it had already been fifty days since the eve of the wedding.

During these fifty days, he has become thinner and paler, and his voice has become hoarse.

But that familiar figure was not far away, looking out of the window day after day, equally haggard and tired.

—she is not dead.

She is still alive and well, and has not been tortured or abused.

The moment he saw her in person, Leonardo suddenly began to believe in God again.

If—if they managed to escape this, he would go to church and paint a holy picture for God with all his talents and gifts, in gratitude for this almost impossible gift.

This was the first time he prayed for the favor of the gods, and it was also the last time.

-2-

"So, you have been a maid for almost a week, and have been scouting and arranging this escape?"

Heidi let the huge plush shawl wrap around them both, and lay shivering in his arms.

When the lovers in the movie meet in desperation, they always cry, embrace and sigh.

But after a long absence for several days, they fled all the way down from the tall buildings, and they didn't even dare to say a word when they went into the dog hole.

unimaginable...

Such a proud and image-conscious man would pretend to be a maid for her.

It also blew up many courtyards and churches of the Holy See into biscuit crumbs.

According to the gentleman's narration, "the gunpowder on the road stayed too much, and it was inconvenient to take it back."

But judging from the scale and power of the explosion, it's definitely not that simple...

Heidi vaguely felt that he was still in anxiety and anxiety, she lowered her head and kissed the back of his hand, and moved closer.

The carriage is like flying bats in the dark night, and the long cold wind carries the smell of dew.

"Heidi..." He hugged her tightly, as if he hadn't woken up from the nightmare: "Hedwig... Hedwig..."

They murmured again and again, as if they were afraid that they were just having a dream.

She sighed softly, leaned over and hugged him tightly, letting their cold cheeks press against each other.

The ten fingers are tightly intertwined to transmit the temperature, and even the sound of the heartbeat begins to overlap.

"I'm still alive." She said softly, "I'm not sick or injured."

His eyes finally gradually gained focus, and he began to take deep breaths involuntarily.

"I've been missing you these days," he murmured.

"I miss you too." Heidi kissed tenderly: "I know you will find me."

"That boy said you were going to die of illness," Leo held back his tears, almost wanting to hug her into his flesh and blood: "I was almost going crazy...I really didn't know I loved you so much... "

"If you really leave this world, I can't breathe for another second, Heidi..."

Her eyes turned red, and she tried to hold back her tears and said, "Leo, you did it, didn't you?"

"It's over, let's go home."

"Go home..." He hugged her tightly again, his body trembling slightly: "Marry me, Heidi, marry me."

"I will always be by your side, no one will do this kind of thing again..."

Heidi reached out and caressed his back, and smiled with downcast eyes: "Didn't we have a marriage contract a long time ago?"

And it was confirmed by the bishop himself.

At the moment when she thought of Lorenzo, she suddenly thought of something.

"There are spies in Florence, and it was Keshima who did these things—Leo, we're going back to Florence."

"Kehima? Lorenzo's bodyguard?" Leonardo frowned, but still hugged her tightly: "Didn't the Bogia people take you away?"

"Our guards in the castle are already very strict, and the background has been investigated before, hasn't it?" Heidi straightened up, looked into his eyes and said, "But if you know our wedding date, you can send us more help and help." He is the only attendant - it is Keshma who did these things."

He secretly placed pawns in Genoa, taking advantage of their trust and dependence on the Medici family.

"But Kexima is by Lorenzo's side right now—" Leonardo showed a vigilant expression: "And he can get in touch with the lord's wife and those children at any time."

"We need to hurry there." Heidi hurriedly said, "Something happened on Rome's side, and he might attack Lorenzo."

"Well, I'll tell the coachman—"

Before the words fell, the sound of whistle suddenly came from a distance.

Leonardo raised his head with a surprised expression.

This is the secret code he agreed with the internal officials, three ups and one down, repeated twice.

He raised his finger and whistled, repeating the whistle again.

The distant whistle gradually approached, and became more and more clear.

A young man jumped out of the bushes on a fine horse, his riding skills were as good as a seasoned knight.

"—Machiavelli?!" Heidi didn't expect him to appear here at all: "Did you come with them too?!"

"God, it's the lord, you were actually found by them," Niccolo let out a long breath, raised the reins and let the white horse follow the carriage side by side: "I'm here to pick you up."

"Pick us up?" Leonardo frowned, "Didn't I tell you to stay in Genoa and manage government affairs properly?"

nbs "Don't you know what happened?" Niccolo raised his eyebrows: "We came here with the army."

"Army?" Heidi's eyebrows jumped: "Which country is fighting?"

"My lord, you should ask which countries are fighting." Niccolo grabbed the saddle and said, "Now including us, four lords have declared war on the Holy See, and Rome has united several city-states in fierce resistance— —Luris has already gone to the eastern theater with the army."

The two people in the carriage were stunned for a few seconds.

One of them had been kidnapped for dozens of days, and the other had been concentrating on being a maid recently, and hadn't had time to understand what was going on outside Rome.

"To be precise, it was a war waged by Mr. Lorenzo and us—we call it the Battle of Nirvana."

After the Holy See's threat failed, the angry Pope directly and unilaterally announced the deprivation of all Medici's membership, and instigated Modena and the Principality of Siena to wage war one after the other.

Prior to this, everyone in Genoa followed Machiavelli's strategy after deliberation and led some troops to the south to support Leonardo. , it would be better to take the initiative to lead people to meet them.

Their army soon followed the half-built road to Florence, and explained all the things they had done before.

The lord was noncommittal about Leonardo's rescue in Rome, but directly joined forces with Luris's legion to launch a more intense war - attacking directly from the center.

This time, they don't want any fringe territory, and they go straight to the heart of the Holy See-Rome like a sharp arrow.

Nirvana, the old religion, full of sin and blood, was finally burned to the ground, and the Protestant religion should also fly over the whole of Europe like a phoenix.

"Is Lorenzo crazy..." Heidi said with a heavy voice, "His two children are still in Rome!"

Even if she doesn't care about her life, don't you want an heir? !

"Oh——I also fished out those two children, right in front of the convoy." Leonardo coughed, "When my men found them, they were drawing a cat's beard on Jesus."

Machiavelli breathed a long sigh of relief, and explained: "Alexander VI is inherently bullying and fearful of toughness. Usually, when encountering such things, he will back down every inch, and he will inevitably hand over a lot of benefits to pray for peace."

He is not a careerist, but a stupid man who is good at spending and enjoying.

The life of wine and meat these years has made him extremely hypocritical and self-sufficient. Compared with how much his territory has been ceded, he would rather spend more time on how to extract taxes and use his children to extract various benefits—and because of this, in recent years, Naples Only then did he repeatedly harass the border and use military threats to intimidate him to spit out more gold.

"So, you're saying - Naples, Milan, Genoa, Florence, they've all joined the fray?"

"That's right," Niccolo nodded, "Maybe we'll reach Rome in a few days."

"The problem is..." Heidi considered her tone and said, "Leo blew up Rome."

"Exploded?" The boy repeated mechanically: "What exploded?"

"Five churches, six large and small courtyards, and several houses." Leonardo held Heidi's hand tightly, and his tone was a little sullen: "If the gunpowder hadn't been partially damp, I could blow up his residence." It has become powder, and even the bone slag can't be restrained."

...Why is this man so cute when he is angry?

"General Da Vinci," Niccolo stretched out his hand to grab the window, and raised his voice, "You just blew up the old lair of the Holy See?!"

"It should trigger a chain reaction. Fires and house collapses are not that simple." Heidi leaned on his shoulder and said slowly: "The explosion happened after we left—I don't know how many Borgias are left. "

That strange, chaotic and sinful family... maybe only the flames can wash away some of the filth.

"It's really cruel," Niccolo said in a low voice, "The Milan Grand Theater would not dare to perform like this."

Lorenzo looked down at the battle report, turning a page after a while.

"My lord, it's already late at night." Kexima brought a glass of freshly warmed orange juice, and said in a respectful and gentle tone, "You should also go to bed earlier, lest the leg pain recur."

It's not just leg pain anymore.

In severe cases, the pain would radiate to his limbs and cause painful spasms for long periods of time.

"understood."

The guard waited by the side for a while, seeing that he didn't seem to be reading the military situation, he tentatively asked: "Are you worried about...that lord?"

The lord didn't say a word, and put the document aside after a while.

"I heard that the Borgia family will hold a wedding, and the Pope will personally witness the oath." Kexima sighed and said, "Are you really planning to sacrifice her?"

Obviously, as long as Lorenzo gave in and let the Medici and the Holy See stand on the same front for joint defense and business exchanges, these things would not have been so complicated.

Now almost all the countries on the entire peninsula are fighting and tearing apart, the lord in Rome is probably going crazy.

"If it's worth it." He whispered, "Back off."

The attendant nodded obediently, bowed and retreated.

Lorenzo sat alone for a long time in silence, looking up at the glass of steaming orange juice.

He reached out and poured the whole cup into a nearby flowerpot.