Maria Galeazzo surprisingly did not ask for money or other benefits. All she wanted was revenge for her mother.
However, Ariadne, who was not innocent of the death of her mother, Gian Galeazzo, thought of Galeazzo.
Don't you know that your mother had trouble with me as well?
Maria Galeazzo then listed the reasons why Lucrezia should not have betrayed them.
The risks that her mother took for Lucrezia, the excessive work, and the dirty dishes she took on. Lucrezia made a lot of candy-coated promises for the future that were not kept.
"I can't see her flesh and blood whining in San Carlo! Especially the horrible bastard she used to!"
After saying such things for a long time, Galeazzo Maria finally sighed heavily.
"And Lady... You're a lady."
That had a lot of implications. Using Ariadne's power to avenge her mother, Maria Galeazzo looked helpless.
Ariadne looked at her for a while, and then simply said.
"Your desire will be done."
After Maria Galeazzo left, Ariadne called Sancha and gave him some instructions.
"Find all the documents with Lucrezia's handwriting in the house and bring them to me, and ask for the best handwriting appraiser in San Carlo."
Sancha nodded loudly.
"Just leave it to me!"
"And this..."
Ariadne held out to Sancha a silver button embossed with a fire-breathing dragon in its mouth.
"Look up if there is a family that writes a sentence that looks like this. They are the candidates for Ippolito's father."
Ariadne carefully pointed out the parts that Sancha should pay attention to.
They must have a son in their late thirties to their late fifties, and if his name is "Lorenzo," it would be good, but he may not be treated as a member of the family because he is an illegitimate son or sold in the family register, so even if they don't have such a son, don't miss it if the sentences are consistent.
Sancha was a friend who worked smartly and meticulously. She nodded softly.
"I see."
"Your Holiness. There is a story that you need to know very closely."
Pope Ludovico stayed at the de Mare mansion and wore de Mare, but that did not mean that he had no free time.
The enemy took full advantage of the adage that it is dark under the lamp. Bishop Bevich was a pastor of the Diocese of Chiriani.
The Diocese of Chiriani is a wealthy land just south of the Archdiocese of San Carlo, where the bishop of the Diocese of Chiriani was traditionally promoted to the rank of Cardinal of the Archdiocese of San Carlo.
That was the route of promotion that Pope Ludovico took, and it was also the career path that Bishop Bevich missed due to the injury of Cardinal de Mare.
Bishop Bevich approached Pope Ludovico during the monthly Mass at the Basilica of Saint Ercole by none other than Cardinal de Mare.
However, the Pope replied calmly.
"Hmm? Whatever it is, talk to de Mare."
"Your Holiness. That's the story of Cardinal de Mae."
Ludovico frowned thickly with thick white eyebrows. However, for Bishop Bevich, it was difficult to know if it meant "get rid of it" or "de Mare?" It was difficult to fathom it.
He spewed out the main point before the Pope kicked him out.
“There's a rumor that they're going to do a sell-off.”
However, Ariadne, who was not innocent of the death of her mother, Gian Galeazzo, thought of Galeazzo.
Don't you know that your mother had trouble with me as well?
Maria Galeazzo then listed the reasons why Lucrezia should not have betrayed them.
The risks that her mother took for Lucrezia, the excessive work, and the dirty dishes she took on. Lucrezia made a lot of candy-coated promises for the future that were not kept.
"I can't see her flesh and blood whining in San Carlo! Especially the horrible bastard she used to!"
After saying such things for a long time, Galeazzo Maria finally sighed heavily.
"And Lady... You're a lady."
That had a lot of implications. Using Ariadne's power to avenge her mother, Maria Galeazzo looked helpless.
Ariadne looked at her for a while, and then simply said.
"Your desire will be done."
After Maria Galeazzo left, Ariadne called Sancha and gave him some instructions.
"Find all the documents with Lucrezia's handwriting in the house and bring them to me, and ask for the best handwriting appraiser in San Carlo."
Sancha nodded loudly.
"Just leave it to me!"
"And this..."
Ariadne held out to Sancha a silver button embossed with a fire-breathing dragon in its mouth.
"Look up if there is a family that writes a sentence that looks like this. They are the candidates for Ippolito's father."
Ariadne carefully pointed out the parts that Sancha should pay attention to.
They must have a son in their late thirties to their late fifties, and if his name is "Lorenzo," it would be good, but he may not be treated as a member of the family because he is an illegitimate son or sold in the family register, so even if they don't have such a son, don't miss it if the sentences are consistent.
Sancha was a friend who worked smartly and meticulously. She nodded softly.
"I see."
***
"Your Holiness. There is a story that you need to know very closely."
Pope Ludovico stayed at the de Mare mansion and wore de Mare, but that did not mean that he had no free time.
The enemy took full advantage of the adage that it is dark under the lamp. Bishop Bevich was a pastor of the Diocese of Chiriani.
The Diocese of Chiriani is a wealthy land just south of the Archdiocese of San Carlo, where the bishop of the Diocese of Chiriani was traditionally promoted to the rank of Cardinal of the Archdiocese of San Carlo.
That was the route of promotion that Pope Ludovico took, and it was also the career path that Bishop Bevich missed due to the injury of Cardinal de Mare.
Bishop Bevich approached Pope Ludovico during the monthly Mass at the Basilica of Saint Ercole by none other than Cardinal de Mare.
However, the Pope replied calmly.
"Hmm? Whatever it is, talk to de Mare."
"Your Holiness. That's the story of Cardinal de Mae."
Ludovico frowned thickly with thick white eyebrows. However, for Bishop Bevich, it was difficult to know if it meant "get rid of it" or "de Mare?" It was difficult to fathom it.
He spewed out the main point before the Pope kicked him out.
“There's a rumor that they're going to do a sell-off.”
"What?"
This time, Ludovico's expression was clearly distorted.
"Cardinal de Mare, don't you have children?"
"Yes, that little girl."
The Pope dismissed Bishop Bevich's suspicions.
"Is he? No way. Nonsense."
In Ludovico's opinion, such a trivial act of prostitution was not at all suitable for Cardinal de Mare to do with the position of Pope.
And de Mare's daughter was too smart to not know that.
"Uh... Not a daughter, but a son. The eldest son."
Ludovico had never heard anything about de Mare's son from de Mare himself. The Pope's eyebrows twitched once again.
However, no law required de Mare to take turns boasting about his children to Ludovico. Ludovico crumpled up his frustration and asked.
"By the way?"
"It seems that the eldest son is walking around and making suggestions. If you invest in him, he will repay you with a public job."
"Does de Mare know that?"
"How could parents and children talk like that without such a connection?"
It is a common conspiracy when someone rises to the center of power. When Arthur received the archbishopric, the same kind of speculators came in.
Just as the Pope was about to say that he was going to kill people, Bishop Bevich quickly added one more word.
“Besides, they're using the Holy City Organization to sell devil's smoke!”
This was the first time he had heard it.
Bishop Bevich began to explain to the Pope the white smoke that at first glance looked like an ordinary tobacco—it was one of the vices of the anti-imperial campaign at the beginning of the year—but once it was smoked, it could not be stopped.
"It is said that once you smoke it, you will feel ecstatic as if you are floating on the clouds, and you will feel omnipotent as if you were a pagan god.
However, when you stop taking the medicine, you feel as if you have been fried thousands of times, and your limbs cramp, and you feel anxious.
Once you get your hands on that smoke, you can never go back to your normal life, and you will do anything to make it smoke more.
"Wait a minute. de Mare's eldest son sells it?"
“Yes. He's not just selling, he's the boss of the San Carlo district, and now he's selling the post of the Holy See!”
"Get the details."
The Pope said just that, and then he sat down and began to concentrate on the Mass that was about to begin.
Cardinal de Mare was on the podium, wearing a Cardinal's red coat and raising his hands.
Now he could only see the back of the Pope, but Bishop Bevich was convinced.
'That's it.'
***
They say that if you earnestly wish for it, it will come true. It was the Cardinal who called Ippolito, who was restless, wondering how to contact his father and how to make a fortune through Isabella.
Ippolito was excited, and he went to the mansion de Mare like the wind.
Anyway, he was a white beast with no money because he was a hand-wringer in the organization. He had nothing to do, no commitments, and all he had was time.
"Father!"
As soon as Ipolito entered the house, he cried out loudly.
"Your father's eldest son is back! Father!"
Ariadne's red-haired maid, who didn't want to look at him, tried to silence him. He was sick to his stomach and deliberately made a louder noise.
The red-haired maid gave up restraining him as he continued to talk and led him straight to Cardinal de Mare's study.
It was a subordinate who was aware. Hr was satisfied.
'That's how it should be. The study of the owner of the family is the place where the eldest son should be.'
He triumphantly entered the Cardinal's study. He tried to shout in front of Cardinal de Mare.
'Father! Your father's eldest son is here!'
"I-Po-li-tooo!"
Uh, this isn't it. Ippolito reflexively clenched his neck like a turtle. He felt like he was transported back to his childhood in an instant.
He rolled his eyes and stared at his father's face.
As soon as he entered, he was distracted, and the way he rolled his eyes in a slouched posture was objectively ugly.
It was even more so when it was accompanied by a broken and unruly bridge of the nose. The messy man had a messy appearance, and Cardinal de Mare was upset.
"What are you talking about? Explain it!"
The Cardinal threw a wad of paper at Ippolito.
Ippolito picked up the pile of paper thrown by the Cardinal with a dazed face, but he couldn't read it well because it was messy in front of him.
The Cardinal did as he pleased, picking up one of the key chapters and thrusting it right in front of Ippolito's nose.
It was pathetic that he had to summarize it in three lines.
“What the hell do you mean, smuggling the devil's smoke!”
The paper was sent by Pope Ludovico.
When the Pope heard that Cardinal de Mare's involvement in the Selling position business and that his son had been involved in the distribution of narcotics, he immediately moved to Palazzio Carlo.
On the surface, he couldn't refuse the invitation of the King, Leo III, so he made an excuse to stay at the palace for a few days.
However, in fact, after the investigation had been carried out and it was confirmed that at least some of Bishop Bevich's complaints were well-founded, it was decided to maintain objectivity away from Cardinal de Mare.
The Cardinal, who had been relaxed and did not think much about the Pope's absence because the Pope had left all his belongings, was confused when he saw the paper that flew into the house as soon as Ludovico left the house.
The first fear was that the entire Pope seat might be blown away right in front of his nose, and then the astonishment that Ippolito had dabbled in something horrible like the distribution of demonic smoke.
"Selling position?! Are you crazy?!"
And the third time, he didn't want to admit it, but he didn't want Ludovico to see him as a seller.
He wanted to run to him and plead with him, "I never did that," but the Cardinal held back.
That only works in the relationship between the King and his government. People who are involved in business should meet with explanations and supporting evidence.
The Selling position was a very unfair story for Ippolito. Isn't it necessary to succeed in a position to get paid?
“This isn't real, my dad didn't appoint anyone, and when have you ever seen me ask you for a favor?”
The Cardinal exclaimed.
"If you don't ask them for money but just get money from someone who wants to have a position, isn't that just a scam added to the sales magic?"
Being a rotten cleric was a kind of vice, but there was also a class among them. A corrupt priest who could not even do honest business with him was really a piece of garbage.
Seeing his father's puzzled expression, Ippolito picked up the paper on the floor and read it. It was written down on everything.
- Ippolito de Mare contacted Count Pinatelli through Leandro de Leonati's arrangement
- Count Pinatelli gives Sir Leonati a monetary reward for bringing Ippolito de Mare
- Ippolito de Mare confirmed to have received entertainment worth 36 Ducato and pocket money of 5 Ducato that day."
"No, father!"
Ippolito also had something to say about this.
"36 Ducato, I've never seen it!"
Ippolito was unjustified. 36 Ducato was not given by Ippolito alone, but by all the people present that day.
Since the report was written by Bishop Bevich, whose purpose was to dismiss Cardinal de Mare, the small things were naturally silenced.
"Besides, where is the idiot who takes 5 Ducato as a bribe? I gave it to him because he was injured in the stable that day!"
It was true that Ippolito's horse had been slightly injured in the stable that day. However, Cardinal de Mare turned his forehead to the naive perception of reality of his adult son.
"You idiot. That's how it all starts!"
"I have so much money that I don't have to take that!"
It was the Cardinal who wanted to ask. The Cardinal himself knew best that his son was incompetent.
"So, what kind of talent did you use to make money? Could it be that the devil's performance, this hideous content, is it true?"
No way.
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