I didn't know you were such a vampire

In a small town like Monteriggioni, the nightlife is actually not rich. Every night, apart from brothels and bathhouses, there is only one tavern with lights on. The owner of the tavern is called Old Crowe. Giuni has lived for more than 40 years, claiming to have witnessed Monteriggioni from decline to prosperity, which can be regarded as a walking town history book.

This tavern is not big, the ceiling light is also very dim, and it serves cheap Chianti wine, but most of the people in the city are civilians, and the quality of the wine is not high. In addition, the old Crowe has a hearty and enthusiastic personality, so this The tavern was full of people from the afternoon until the lighting of the lights, and in the middle of the night, after the drunken guests left together, Qiao Ya would lift the curtain at the door of the tavern, walk in, and sit on a table near the wine barrel. position.

This is a place Qiao Ya found at the end of spring.

After she came to Monteriggioni, she still kept the habit of jumping off the window sill every night and dancing all over the city, but it was different from when she was in Rome and Florence. Here, everyone, even the little one who just learned to walk My child, we all know that the people who live in the Auditore Manor will fly on the roof, so no one will look at her strangely, and she doesn't have to try her best to avoid everyone's eyes.

So after the routine exercise every night, she would choose an untrodden road and walk slowly back to the Auditore Manor until she found this tavern that was still open late at night.

The wine is not the best, but the walking town history book old Crowe is good at telling stories.

Old Crowe is also used to this late-night customer. After several months of chatting, he has become acquainted a lot. He even smiled from the counter when he heard the sound of boots rubbing against the stone road outside the house. Li took out the quilt and poured a glass of wine.

When Joya stepped into the tavern that day, old Crowe greeted her first, said to wait a moment, and then continued to fight wits and courage with the cat he raised.

Joya didn't mind either, she just watched the fat old Crowe struggling to catch up with the athletic cat, and when he finally drove the cat off the three-layered barrel It was already covered with dense beads of sweat, just like Qiao Ya's appearance after daily high-intensity and high-load training.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he said, "Sorry for keeping you waiting, this cat is too skinny today, it took me a lot of effort."

Qiao Ya smiled and said, "But I didn't see you lock it up either."

"It's used to being free, and if you lock it up again, you'll have to grin at me through the cage." Old Cloro said, then walked to the counter, "Why, is it still a glass of Chianti today?"

"It's better to be more presumptuous." Qiao Ya said, "Two glasses."

"Are you sure this is presumptuous?" Old Crowe laughed, "Five cups, I'll drink one with you, and I'll pay for it tonight."

Qiao Ya looked at the cat and jumped onto the counter lightly and nimbly. She looked curiously at the old Crowe who was busy behind the counter, and said with a smile, "Won't you lose money if you do business like this?"

"It's just a few glasses of wine, you can't lose it." Old Crowe said, then took out the tray, brought out five glasses of Chianti wine, and walked slowly to Joya's table.

The tables in the tavern were not luxurious, but they were clean anyway. After the group of noisy guests left, Old Crowe would carefully wipe every table clean from the table top to the table legs.

Qiao Ya folded her hands on the wine table, and her eyes were already fixed on the wine glasses on the tray. What Old Crowe used today was not the plain clay cups in the past. The five quilts today were all printed with pictures. Apollo, who was supposed to be heroic and extraordinary, tilted his neck, as if his head had been beheaded.

Joya immediately thought of the cups she saw in the Auditore Manor in the afternoon. The two cups were exactly the same, except for some slight differences in color, which should be caused by the different temperatures during firing.

She picked up one of the glasses filled with Chianti wine from the tray, took a closer look at the pattern on the quilt, and asked, "Have the glasses changed in town recently?"

"The new ones just arrived from Florence today." Old Crowe sat across from her and said, "I don't know if it's a defective product, but the Apollos on the cups all have their heads tilted."

"It's not really counting. I guess there are some special allusions. After all, they are pagan gods. There are still many stories that we don't know, so it's normal." Qiao Ya said, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and put down the glass At that time, I saw the tabby cat was already sitting on the counter, wagging its tail and yawning.

It was so late that even the cat was sleepy.

She sighed and said, "I'm leaving Monteriggioni for a while tomorrow."

"Leave temporarily?" Old Crowe just took out a wine glass from the tray, and when he heard Qiao Ya's words, he paused, "Where are you going?"

"Isaac." Joya thought carefully about Isaac's position in Mario's description, "It's a small village, separated from Monteriggioni by Florence."

"Isn't that going to pass through Florence?" Old Crowe stared.

Qiao Ya nodded, then lowered her head and looked at the wine whose color could not be seen under the quilt in her hand.

The last time she went to Florence was around this season. There was still no moisture in the air, and the sun was like a ferocious demon that robbed people of their energy. Whether it was a human or an animal, under such scorching heat, All listless.

However, Florence has experienced an unnatural light rain for more than a month, so that the Arno River passing through the city does not enter the dry season in summer as usual. Every night, it proudly reflects the lights on both sides of the river. Confused.

A year has passed.

But this year, she experienced more than the first 15 years in this world.

"Since we have to go on a long journey tomorrow, don't drink so much today." Old Crowe said, "Besides, since Lorenzo passed away last year, Florence is not as peaceful as before, hey...Piero If he had half the talent of his father, it wouldn't be like this..."

After he finished sighing, he clicked his tongue again: "But this may be a good thing for Monteriggioni."

Florence has invaded Monteriggioni several times, and the old Crowe is also a person who survived the invasion of Florence.When it comes to Florence, there are naturally no good things to say.

But thanks to him, Joya was able to know the world outside Monteriggioni.

The navigator Columbus, sponsored by Queen Isabella of Spain, has returned from his voyage and is embarking on his second voyage to the west; the new Pope Alexander VI, who has been in office for one year, is at the meridian of [-] leagues west of the Azores and Cape Verde Islands As the dividing line, the land west of the line was divided to Spain, and the land east of the line was assigned to Portugal. This line of dividing the colonies is also known as the Pope's meridian.

In Florence, not far from Monteriggioni, the prestige of the Medici family is being weakened repeatedly by the incompetent Piero. On the contrary, Savonarola, who was then the abbot of San Marco, has already won the support of most of the Florentines. trust.

"The city of Florence appears to be calm on the surface, but it is actually chaotic. Almost everyone there is a believer in Savonarola." Old Crowe said that he stroked his gray hair after drinking. Beard, "Be careful when you pass there."

"Don't worry." Qiao Ya stood up and said with a smile, "I never make trouble."

As she said, she took out a few coins from her waist while walking towards the door, and threw them backwards. When she heard old Cloe frantically accepting the coins while muttering, she smiled and said, "I still I have to pay, and if your tavern goes out of business, where can I drink in the future?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a soft meow. When she lifted the curtain of the tavern, she looked back. The cat sitting on the counter was tilting its head, and its big orange eyes were staring at her curiously. At the same time, she also heard old Crowe's broken thoughts: "Really, you girl is getting bolder and bolder. I still miss Qiaoya who used to be shy and silent."

Qiao Ya always felt that during the few months in Monteriggioni, she had grown hair and darkened her skin, and there was no other change. Those acquaintances in Monteriggioni often said that Qiao Ya's personality became more and more cheerful.

Her demeanor has also changed from the lady of the upper class who strictly followed noble etiquette even when she walked a step away, to become more and more market-like. In addition, she is now basically wearing the iconic white of the assassin. Hooded robe and dark gray trousers, although she has a slender figure, just from her back view, almost every stranger would think that she is a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Claudia helped her pack the luggage she needed for this trip. After folding three pairs of pants, she sighed and said, "I even thought I was helping my brother pack the luggage."

Qiao Ya was checking the Hidden Blade tied to her right wrist. She clasped the middle finger of her left hand with her thumb. After bouncing off the blade of the Hidden Blade, she swung her right hand upwards and retracted the Hidden Blade. Then she turned her head to look at the Hidden Blade. Claudia smiled and said, "When there are more girls wearing pants in the future, you won't have such an illusion."

"That's right, under your leadership, several little girls in Monteriggioni have already secretly put on pants, and one even put them on the street, and was scolded by his father and returned home." Claudia Say.

Qiao Ya clenched her fist with her right hand and said with a smile on her face, "Do you believe it, Claudia, girls in the future will have the freedom to choose whether to wear pants or skirts."

Claudia handed her the packed luggage, and when she reached out to take the luggage, she stretched out her right hand again, and tapped her eyebrows with her right index finger: "You are so skinny now, when Where did that poor little girl go?" After she finished speaking, she paused as if thinking of something again, and asked, "You are different now than you were five months ago, aren't you?"

"That's right." Joya put her luggage on her shoulders and said with a smile, "At least you and Ezio won't let me see my expression and want to take a bath for me."

Claudia: "..."

Ezio left for Venice more than half a month ago, and Mario also rushed to other places overnight with mercenaries the night before, leaving only Claudia and a few people staying at the Auditore Manor. This assassin.Claudia sent Joya to the post station outside the city of Monteriggioni all the way. Seeing her joyfully leading a big black horse out of the stable, she smiled and said, "You want to straddle?"

Qiao Ya patted the horse's neck: "Of course."

And the black horse snorted, and seemed to respond as proudly as she did.

Claudia first told her to be careful when riding a horse, and after she finished speaking, a smile appeared on her face: "Actually, apart from your hair, skin, and your personality, other things about you have also changed. , I don’t know if you have discovered it yourself.”

Qiao Ya blinked: "Where?"

"Your stature." Claudia said, stepped forward, leaned into her ear and said, "You still have breasts."