Chapter 20

The fastest way to reach San Pietro from the workshop of Leonard was with the shuttle or renting a boat on the Fondamenta Nuova and putting east toward the coast north of the cityDad. Ezio was surprised to find no one that could get you there. The regular ferries were suspended and it was only scratching the back pocket until he got conventionalcer to a pair of young gondoliers to take him.

- What's wrong? "He asked.

"They say they are waging tough fights over there," said the stern paddler, fighting water bites. Apparently had ended, a simple local argument. But the ferries do not risk still go. I leave on the north coast. And walk with care.

Ezio made promises and then found himself alone and aswith difficulty transcending the muddy bank to the barrage, where he saw the spire of the church of San Pietro di Castello a short distance. And what he saw were also goingRias columns of smoke that arose from a group of low brick buildings situated southeast of the church. Were barracoBartolomeo tions. With the heart beating strongly, Ezio rushed toward it.

The first thing that struck him was silence. Then, as he was approaching, he began to see dead bodies everywhere,UNPACKING of them wearing the badge of Silvio Barbarigo, others, one that did not recognize. Finally found a sergeant, wounded but still alive, who had managed to sit with back supportgives a parapet.

"Please ..., help me," said the sergeant to see which acercaba Ezio.

Ezio quickly looked around and located the well, which drew water, praying that the attackers had not inpoison, but it looked clean and clear. He poured some into a cuBilete he found and brought it safely to the lips of the wounded, then wet a cloth and wiped the blood off his face.

"Thank you, friend," said Sgt.

Ezio noticed wearing a distinctive unknown and assumed that was to Bartolomeo. It was clear that troops had left Bartolomeo worse off than those of Silvio.

"It was a surprise attack," agreed the sergeant. AlBartolomeo guna bitch has betrayed us.

- Where have they gone?

- Men of the Inquisition? Have returned to Arsenal. They have established their base there, just before the new Doge control the situation. Silvio hates his cousin because they form part of the plot in which he plays around the Inquisitor. "The man coughed and spat sangre, but strived to continue talking. Have made our captain prisoner. They've taken him with them. The funny thing is that it wasWe us which was planning to attack them. BartoPtolemy was just waiting ... a messenger from the city.

- Where's the rest of yours?

The sergeant tried to look around.

"Those who have not died or been taken prisoner were released to try to save his life. Be hidden in Venice or on the islands of the lagoon. Need someone to re-unite them. I guess they expect to hear the captain.

- And Silvio has taken him prisoner?

"Yes. Captain ... "But the unfortunate sergeant began to youner difficulty breathing.

His struggle ended when he opened his mouth and left her a spray of blood, soaking the grass up to three feet beyond where he was. When that stopped, the soldier's eyes and seeing nothing looked towards the lagoon.

Ezio closed her eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Requiescat in pace "He said solemnly.

He sat up and pulled the belt where the subject is wearingpada. It was also armed with metal protection in antebrazo left but for that occasion, had not taken the double-edged dagger. He carried the poison dagger on his right forearm, an extremely useful weapon when faced with situations of great disadvantage. The belt carrying the bag gun so helpfulabove all against a single target having to recharge after each shot, along with powder and ball, and as a weapon of spare partsto the hidden sheet. He covered his head with his hood and walked to the wooden bridge connecting San Pietro in Castello. Desfrom there progressed smoothly and rapidez down the main street in diArsenal direction. Throughout his journey he came across people who, despite following their usual daily chores, looked apgada. It was evident that to completely stop in Venice was life requires more than one local war, although, of course, very few ordinary citizens of Castello who knew what it meant to their city the result of that conflict .

Ezio unknown at the time it would be a conflict that would last for many, many months, and reachingwould even the following year. Cristina thought, his mother Mary and his sister Claudia. He felt helpless and increasingly larger. But I had to continue serving and defending the Creed, and that was more important than anything else. Nobody, perhaps, sabria ever that the world had been saved from the dominion of the Temselected by the Knights Templar Order of the Murderers, consecrated withcounteract the evil hegemony.

His first task was obviously to locate and, if possible, Bartolomeo d'Alviano free, but enter the Arsenal would be difficult. Surrounded by high fortified walls of bricksment, and a maze of buildings and in yards insubsequently, the area was settled in the east of the city and was strongmind guarded by the private army of Silvio, whose members outnumber two hundred mercenaries Barbarigo Agostino had mentioned. Ezio, crossing the main gate built by the architect Gamballo recently, surrounded the perímetro outside of buildings accessible by land to find a great door with a gap and, watching desfrom a safe distance, he realized that this discreteTRADA was used by the sentries outside when carriedZaban the guard. He had to wait hidden four horas, but when it produced the following change of guard was ready. The afternoon sun was scorching, the air was dampdo, and everyone except Ezio was plunged into a state letárcal. Relay saw the soldiers coming through the door, which had a single guard, and followed the mercenaries who had just turn, starting to walk behind them and mingling as best he could. Once he had spent the last soldier, cut his throat at the guard posted at the door and slid down it before anyone realized what happened. Like years ago in San Gimignano, Silvio forces, though numerous, were not sufficient to protect the entire area. He was, after all, the military center of the city. No wonder Agostino could not be done with all the power without control of that neighborhood.

Once inside, he found it relatively easy to move through the wide open spaces between large buildings: Cordelie, the Artiglierie, watchtowers and, especially, shipbuilding. While Ezio be maintained under the dark shadows of dusk and seek to avoid patrols inside the huge complex, I knew it would be okay, but of course, be followed at all times in a state of alert.

Ultimately guided by the sounds of joy, jokes and laughter, ran a major dry dock, which was docked a stunning gallery. He saw an iron cage hung from one of the impressive walls of the dock. And inside was Bartolomeo, a stocky and energetic man of little more than thirty years of age, only four or five years older than Ezio. Around him were a band of mercenaries from Silvio. Ezio immediately thought that it would be better off patrolling disfruits of their victory over an enemy who had already left impowerful, but then was forced to acknowledge that Silvio BarBarigo, however grand inquisitor it was, lacked management experience with troops.

Ezio not know how long he chains Bartolomeodo in the cage; sure many hours. But their anger and energy seemed to be affected by the situation. And considering that surely had not given him anything to eat or drink, that was exceptional.

-Luridi codardi! Filthy Cowards! He shouted to his torcrushers, one of which was Ezio, had plunged a spontaneousja in vinegar and approached the mouth of Bartolomeo with the tip of a spear with the hope that they mistook for water. BartoPtolemy's spat. I will end with you all! At the same timepo! With an arm ... no, with two arms tied behind his back! I eatré people alive, you bastards! Laughed-. You must ask yourselves how to do it, but get me out of here and I'll show you happy! Miserabili pezzi di merda!

Inquisitor's guards laughed with scorn and poked with sticks Bartolomeo, by balancing the cage. I had a dreamthe very strong, and Bartholomew was forced to subject resting your feet firmly on the bars for balance.

- You have no honor! Neither value! Neither virtue! Got acu-Bottlenose enough saliva to spit. And people are preasked why the star of Venice has begun to languish. -Intonka adopted her voice almost pleading tone. I will be merciful with those who have the courage to break free. The rest will die! For work of my own hand! I juro!

"Spare me your fucking words shouted one of the guards. This is not going to die one other than you, you fucking piece of shit.

Ezio, who remained all the while nestled in the shadow of a brick colonnade bordering a bay where theban war galleys moored smaller, began to pensar in the way of saving condottiero. Next to the cage were ten guards, all back to him, and there was not anyone else. They were also out of service and were not armed. Ezio checked for poison dagger. Eliminate the guards would not have to be a difficultyculty. Had timed a pass from guard patrols and hasBia seen that occurred every time the shadow cast by the quay wall is stretched about four inches. But then itthe additional problem of tobacco free Bartolomeo, quietly and quickly. He strove to think of something. I knew not availableNIA long.

-What type of man is he who sold his honor and dignitycommunity in exchange for a few pieces of silver? "Shouted BarPtolemy, but his throat began to dry and began to perder bellows despite his iron will.

- Is not that what you do, asshole? Are not you a merscenario like us?

- I've never been in the service of a traitor and a coward as you are you! Bartolomeo's eyes sparkled. The men under him are coupledForged in a moment. "You think I do not know why I havebeige chained up here? "You think I do not know who the puppeteer your leader Silvio? Lu WearChando against the weasel who controls since most of you were babies glued to your mother's tit!

Ezio began to listen with interest. One of the soldiers coGió a brick match and then angrily threw it. Bounced uselessly against the bars of the cage.

- Okay, you bastards!Bartolomeo cried hoarsely. Try to throw something against me! And I swear that once you are out of this cage will become my mission to cut off the head of each and every one of you for metérosla then by those asses maricón you have all! And mixed up the heads, because clearly, motherfuckers, that distinguish you attain your head from your ass!

The men below began to get angry in earnest. It was evidentPresident orders only prevented them from stab the man their pikes, or shooting arrows, they still hanging helplessly on the cagesThe above their heads. But after awhile she had been there, Ezio had already noticed that the lock that closed the cage door was relatively small. Bartolomeo's captors hoped that the cage was perched on top. Undoubtedly intended that the scorching sun of day and cool night, coupled with dehydration and hunger, kill it, unless it collapsed and accepted before speaking. But by the looks of Bartholomew, it was something I never do.

Ezio knew I had to act quickly. Guard patrol would come there soon. Triggered his poison dagger and moved with the speed and elegance of a wolf, covering the distance in questionment of seconds. Stabbed to death group and slid into the hornsafter five of the men before the others realized what was happening. Drew his sword, killed fiercely to resto, their vain lunges bouncing off the metal shield on his left forearm, while watching boquiabier Bartolomeoto the scene. When he finally fell silent. Ezio turned and looked up.

- Can you jump from there? He asked.

"If you get me out, jump like a fucking flea.

Ezio took the sting from one of the dead soldiers. The tip was made of iron, not steel, and cast, not forged. Serve. Balancing it in his left hand, was prepared, stooped and flung into the air to stick to the bars of the cage.

Bartholomew looked at him, her eyes going out of their sockets.

- How the hell did you do that? He asked.

-A training base, "said Ezio, with a tight smile.

Forced the tip of the spear through the end of the lock and turned it. He resisted at first, but eventually left. Ezio pulled the door open, hitting the ground in freefall and tierrizando with the elegance of a cat.

"Now jump," he ordered. Fast.

- Who are you?

- Do not dawdle, come on!

Nervous, Bartolomeo steeled himself on the threshold of the open door of the cage and jumped. He landed heavily, with little encouragement, but when Ezio helped him sit up, or pushed it away withGullo.

"I'm fine," he snorted. What happens is that I am not acostumBrado doing circus acts.- "No bones broken, then?

"Fuck you, whoever you are," said Bartolomeo, raby means. But thank you! And, surprising Ezio, gave her a big hug. But who are you? "The bloody archangel Gabriel, or what?

"My name Auditore, Ezio.

"Bartolomeo d'Alviano. Encantado.

"No time for these things Ezio snapped. As you well know.

"Do not try to teach me my job," said Barto AcrobatPtolemy, without his good mood alteration. But I owe you one!

They had already lost, however, too long. Some of the men stationed at the seawall must have realized what was happening. Began to ring alarm bells and patrols of the surrounding buildings came to surround them.

- Come on, motherfuckers! Bartolomeo shouted, waving his fists so that the Moro Dante, at her side, would have seemed hammers marquetry. Ezio was now who watched with admiration how to Bartolomeo lunged at the soldiers. Together we got back to the gate and finally deliverare all of them.

- Get out of here! Ezio cried.

- Do not you think we should build a few more heads?

"I think that by now beed better to avoid more conflict.

- Are you scared?

"It's simply a practical matter. I know you blood boil, but we were outnumbered a hundred to one. Bartolomeo reflected.

"You're right. And after all, I am a commander. Mustwould think like that and not let a brat like you I hicial to reason. "Then he lowered his voice and said, concerneddo, "I just hope my little Bianca is alive and well.

Ezio had no time to ask, even to think about the paragraph that had just Bartolomeo. They had to get out of there, and it did, crossing at full speed toward the city's headquarters in San Pietro Bartolomeo. But not before Bartholomew deviated from the route twice: one for acerRiva San Basio should not apply to the Court and other Nuova, in order to alert agents that had featured in those places that iswas alive and at liberty, and to direct their scattered forces, which had not been taken prisoner, to regroup.

Back in San Pietro in the evening, they discovered that several of the condottieri Bartolomeo had survived the attack andbian finally come out of hiding. Moving between the corpses were surrounded and flies, trying to bury them and poner order in the premises. When they saw the captain again, his euphoria was absolute. But he was distracted, running back and forth from the camp, shouting, mourning: "Bianca! Bianca! Where are you? ".

- What quien looking for?Ezio asked the sergeant in charge. Must mean a lot to him.

"Yes, signore "Said the sergeant grinning. And it is much more reliable than most of their sex.

Ezio ran to catch up with his new ally.

- Is everything OK?

- What do you think? Look at the state as it has been everything! And poor Bianca! If anything has happened ...

The big man charged into a door, which was already half detached from its hinges, to tear it down and go into a bunker which, by their appearance, should be a map room before the attack. Valuable maps were mutilated or had been stolen, but remains Bartolomeo stirred until with a cry of triumph ...

- Bianca! Oh, dear! Thank God you're okay!

Among the debris removed a large sword and brandished it. Then roared:

- Aha! You're safe and sound! In no time I put in doubt! Bianca! I present a. .. Can I repeat your name again?

Hearing Officer, Ezio.

Bartolomeo was thoughtful.

"Of course. Your reputation precedes you, Ezio.

"I'm glad of it.

- What brings you here?

"Me too, I have unfinished business with Silvio Barbarigo. I think he has abused his arrival in Venice.

- Silvio! That sucks! Need a sink in a fucking toilet!

"I thought maybe I could rely on your help.

- After this bailout? I owe my life, needless to say I'm going to help.

- How many men have?

- How many men have, Sergeant?

The sergeant in charge with which he had spoken earlier Ezio acered ran and waved.

-Twelve capitano, including you and me, and this gentleman here.

- Thirteen! Bartolomeo exclaimed, waving to Bianca.

"Against a couple of hundred," said Ezio. He turned to the sargeto-. How many of your men were taken prisoner?

"Most," replied the man. The attack caught us completely by surprise. Some fled, but the men chained Silvio took many more.

"Look, Ezio," said Bartolomeo. I will monitor the REUNION the rest of my men still at large. I'll clean all this and bury the dead and we regroup here. Do you think while you take care of freeing the men are held prisoner Silvio? I see that thou do as well ...

-Intensi.

"Come back here them as soon as possible.Good luck!

Ezio, with arms above the Codex, walked due west towards Arsenal wondering, however, if there would Silvio men prisoners Bartolomeo. I had not seen when he went to rescue the captain. Upon arrival at Arsenal, he sought amstrike from the shadows of the night INCIPEOOTH and tried to listen inconversation of the guards at the perimeter walls.

- Had you ever seen such large cages? DECia one.

-No. And these poor wretches are packed like sardines inside. I do not think the captain Barto us had treated him well have been the winner, "said his comrade.

"Of course you would. And if you want to keep their heads on their shoulders, beware for you your noble thoughtscough. I say we finish with them. Why do not descendingder the cages to docks and drown them all?

At this, Ezio stiffened. Inside the ArsenalBia three huge rectangular docks that could accommodate up to thirty galleys. Were in the northern part of the complex, surrounded by thick walls of brick and covered with heavy roofs madera. Without a doubt, cages, larger versions that they had used to imprison Bartolomeo-string hung over the water of one or more of those Bacini.

- One hundred and fifty men trained? Itwould a waste. I bet you want to convert to trusts Silvio their cause, "said the second man in uniform.

"They are mercenaries like us. Why not?

- You're right! Simply soften a bit first. Show who is boss here.

Spero di- yes.

"Thank God, they know that your boss has escaped.

The first guard spat.

"Do not last long.

Ezio left them to go to the hatch that they had discoveredto previously. There was no time to wait for the guard, but the time calculated from the distance separating the moon's horizon and knew that it had a couple of hours. Hidden-powered leaf of the Codex its first weapon, and even his favorite, and cut his throat thick and old guard that had con Silviosidered appropriate to make it there alone on duty, withdrawing before the achieved blood stain clothes. Quickly wiped the gun with grass and replaced it with the poison dagger. He made the sign of the cross over the body of the deceased.

The enclosure inside the walls of the Arsenal was one aspectto separate the light from a slice of moon and a few stars, but Ezio knew where the docks and headed toward the firstmere of them, the walls and remaining resiguiendo at all timestion alert if men suddenly appeared from Silvio. Observed between the arcades the aqueous gloom and saw nothing but the gallows calmly swaying in the dim light of itTrelles. The second dock gave the same result, but he started hearing voices as he was approaching the third.

"It's not too late to swear allegiance to ourBecause work. Do it and save alive "he said to shouts one of the sarInquisitor's people mockingly.

Ezio, sticking to the wall, he saw a dozen soldiers with bottles in their hands, their weapons on the ground, looking up into the gloom of the roof, from which hung three huge cratesmonth. Saw an invisible mechanism was approaching very slowlymind water cages. At the dock there were galleys. Only water, black and oily, which swarmed something invisible but terrifying.

Among the guards of the Inquisition was a man who is nottobacco drinking, a man in a constant state of alert, a manber gigantic and terrible. Ezio instantly recognized him as Dante Moro! Apparently, with the death of his former boss, Mark, the giantton had transferred their allegiance to the cousin, Silvio, the inquisitor, that anand subsequently had professed his admiration for the bodyguard.

Ezio followed cautiously around the walls to run into a large open box inside which was different wheels rotateTadas, pulleys and ropes, a device that could well be a design by Leonardo. Mechanism was ruled by a water clock, sent down the cages. Ezio drew his dagger LLEVaba on the left side of the belt and stuffed between two sprockets. The mechanism is stopped, and just in time, because the cages were already a few inches below the surface of the water. The guards quickly realized that the decline of the cages had been arrested and some ran to check the mechanism that controlled it. Ezio triggered the poison dagger and was employedas the men were getting to where he was. Two of them fell into the water from the pier and cried briefly before sinking into the oily black water. Meanwhile, Ezio ran at full speed around the perimeter of the basin towards others. They all fled in alarm, except Dante, who remained in post and hovered like a tower on Ezio.

"So now you Silvio dog, right? "Said Ezio.

"Better be a living dog than a dead lion," said Dante, reaching out to throw water Ezio a slap.

- Surrender! "Said Ezio, dodging the blow. I have no desire to fight you!

- Shut up!Dante said, grabbing Ezio by the neck and sending it against the walls of the basin. I feel like I have no quarrel with you. He saw it was astounded Ezio-. You stay here.I'm going to tell my boss, but I will return and be piento fish so if you ever give me problems!

And it was. Ezio shook his head from side to side to clearit and sat up, stunned. The men shouted and cages Ezio saw one of the guards Silvio was crawling on the ground and about to remove the dagger that he had stuffed in memechanism of the cage. He thanked God for not having forgotten the knife thrower skills that once learned in Monteriggioni, took a knife from his belt and threw it with deadly aim. The guard collapsed, screaming, trying to impoassistance to start the knife buried in her eyes.

Ezio took a hook from a shelf that was behind and, leaning dangerously over the water and with great skill, he dragged the first of the cages. The door was locked with a simple lock that broke off one shot, thus freeing the men inside, who took to trompicotions to the dock. With your help, managed to drag the cages and release all remaining prisoners.

Despite what they were exhausted after all that they had suffered, the men cheered Ezio.

- Vamos! "He cried. I have to take you to your cahonk!

Surpassed men standing guard next to givingsigns, returned with no problems at San Pietro, where Bartholomew and his men had an emotional reunion. In the absence of Ezio, had become all the mercenaries they had achieved iscastrate the initial slaughter launched by Silvio and the camp was again in perfetto ordine.

-Salute,Ezio!Barto saidPtolemy. Welcome back! Well done, my God!I knew I could trust you! He took the hand of Ezio hers. You are the most powerful of my aliatwo. One might even think that ... "But he interrupted and said instead," Thank you, my army has regained its former glory. Our friend Silvio check how serious is the error you made!

- What do we do? Attacking directly Arsenal?

-No. A frontal assault would be slaughtered in mymore doors. I think we should bet on my men around the neighborhood and make enough to cause problems for most of Silvio's men were busy.

"So if Arsenal is almost empty ...

"You could make him a team of men selectedSwim.

"I hope you bite the bait.

"It's an inquisitor. He knows how to intimidate anyone if you tiene already possess. But not a soldier. Hell, if not Siquiara has the wit to be a chess player of the heap!

Took several days to deploy the condottieri Bartolomeo the districts of Castello and the Arsenale. When all studentsvo-up, Bartolomeo and Ezio met the small group marketselected scenario that had booked for the assault on the bastion of Silvio. Ezio was personally in charge of selecting AqueTthe men for their agility and skill with weapons.

They had planned to detail the assault on the Arsenal. On Friday iffollows night, everything was ready. Sent a merceNario the tower of San Martino, when the moon reached its greatestMaximum height, lit a torch impressive Roman had given them the workshop of Leonardo. It was the signal for the attack. Dressed in black leather, the condottieri the team iscial Arsenal scaled the walls on all four sides. Once on the battlements, rose like ghosts from the silent and unattended quickly controlled strength and reduced surveillancelance was left inside. Ezio and Bartolomeo little late in coming face to face with their deadliest enemies, and Silvio Dante.

Dante, a hood covering his iron knuckles, spinning endlessly breathtaking saves chain hubkeep your head. It was complicated and Bartolomeo Ezio stay within your range, then planted his men also face the enemy.

"A good copy, right?Silvio shouted from the safetyGive the battlements. You will have the honor of dying in your hands!

- Suck my dick, you bastard! Also screaming, "said BarPtolemy.

He had managed to engage the club with his staff of battle and forcing Dante, now disarmed, to withdraw.

- Come on, Ezio! We have to catch that grassone bastard^!.

Dante turned after reaching its target, an iron stick topped with twisted nails out, and again inIn front of them. Bartolomeo and wielded it against one of the nails opened a channel on your shoulder.

- I'll get by it, bag-eyed pig shit! Bartolomeo shouted.

Meanwhile, Ezio had loaded and fired his gunSilvio work ... and missed the mark. The shot had ricocheted off the brick walls causing a shower of sparks and splinters.

- Do you think I do not know whyCAS reality here, Auditore?Silvio roared, though clearly startled by the shot. But you're late! You can not do anything to stop us!

Ezio had reloaded his gun and fired again. But I was angry and confused by the words of Silvio and shooting volsaw pass by.

- Ja!Spat out from the battlements as Silvio Dante and Bartolomeo are enzarzaban in a dogfight.Pretend not to know! While, however, as Dante has done with you and your muscular friend, it will not matter at all. You will follow in the footsteps of your father's stupid! You know what I regret most? No personally have been the executioner of Giovanni. How I would have liked to pull this lever and see your miserable padre kicking, choking and be finally hung! And then, of course, have had their timesufficient for that your drunk uncle ciShares Mario, and the viejuna and tits falling your mother Maestuary, and for that luscious strawberry Claudia, your sister. Makes a plenty of time since I follor anything below twentyFive! If you do not mind, I will reserve the latter two for the trip ... not to feel lonely at sea!

Despite being overshadowed by a red haze of rage, Ezio tried to focus on the information in the slug's mouthquisidor was throwing like crazy with their insults.

Silvio guards, far superior in number, had begun to lash out at the command of Bartholomew. Dante stirred up another severe blow to Bartolomeo, crushing his ribs with brass knuckles and taking it to lose almost equal. Ezio fired a third bullet against Silvio and this time went through the clothingjes of the inquisitor in the vicinity of the neck, but despite the man stumbled and Ezio saw a trickle of blood, not dropped. He shouted an order to Dante, who retired and ran to meet his boss and two together, away from the other side of the wall. Ezio knew that the other side was a ladder that would lead to the dock and Bartolomeo yelling at me to follow him, was ejected from the battlefield to intercept their enemies.

Saw that they were going to a vessel of considerable size and realized the anger and despair on their faces reflected. Followed his gaze and saw a huge black hat that disappeared in the lake due south.

- We have been betrayed!Ezio he heard that Dan was telling Silvioyou. The boat has left without us! Damn! I've been faithful to them and now this ... this! That's how they pay me!

"With this boat, catch them," said Dante.

"It's too late ... and never get to the island with a boat of this size, although at least use properwe to escape this disaster.

"He released the man, tie, Altezza.

"Okay.

Dante turned to the trembling crew.

- Throw off the bowlines! Hoist the sails! Quick!

Ezio emerged at the time of the shadows, crossed corriendo the dock and jumped on board the boat. The frightened sailors vanished, plunging most of the dark lagoon.

- Depart from me, murderer! Silvio yelled.

"You just say your ultimate insult," said Ezio, ApunLandola in the stomach and belly dragging slowly leaves his double-edged dagger. And what you said about muWomen of my family, I swear I'll cut the balls to think it was worth it.

Dante had been paralyzed. Ezio looked into his eyes. The big man seemed to be exhausted.

"It's over," said Ezio. You bet the wrong horse.

"Maybe," said Dante. But I'll kill you anyway. Dirty murderer. I get tired.

Ezio pulled his gun and fired. Lead is stamped in the face of Dante. Collapsed.

Ezio Silvio knelt and gave him absolution. It was withcienzudo above all, always remember that killing had to be the last alternative, and the dead, suddenly losing all their rights, should at least receive the benefitprice of the last rituals.

- Where are you going, Silvio? What is that hat? I thought preteendays post dux.

Silvio smiled a weak smile.

"That was just a distraction ... We wanted to leave for ...

- Where?

"Too late," said Silvio smiled, and immediately died.

Ezio turned to Dante and placed his big leonine head in the bend of your arm.

"Your destination is Cyprus, Auditore Dante said in a feeble voice. Maybe I can redeem my soul finally telling the truth. Want ... want ... "But the giant died drowned with his propia blood.

Ezio fumbled inside the portfolios of both men but found nothing except a letter to Dante by his wife. Flushed, he started to read it.

Amore  mine:

I psk if the day will come quand these word recoveryren, itssense to you. I feel I've doneo: let me depart from you Marco, force me to divorce and become its wife. But ahnow he has died, tengor to find mamanner that we can get back together. I wonder, emship, even if you'll remember me. Or were too grasee the heridas that suffered in battle? R "emove my words, if not your memory, at least your heart? Although what I digan such seez is unimportant, because I know you in my heartslate blight, in some part. Find a way, love mí. HtoCerte remember.Of recover ...

Siemperre yours,

Gloria

There was no direction. Ezio carefully folded the letter and guarDo in your bag. Theodora would ask if I knew this strange story, and if I could return the letter to their station, together with non-tice of the death of the creature's true unfaithful husband.

Looked at the bodies and made the sign of the cross over them.

"Requiescat in pace He said sadly.

Ezio was with the dead when he was approached Bartolo-meo, panting.

"I see you did not need my help, as usual," he said.

- Have you recovered the Arsenal?

- Do you think it would not have done it here?

- Congratulations!

-Evviva!

But Ezio was watching the sea.

"We must return to Venice, friend," he said. And Agostino may govern without fear of the Templars. But I think I will not rest long. See that galley on the horizon?

"Yes.

"Dante said, with his last breath, which sailed for Cyprus.

- For what purpose?

"That, amico, is what I have to find out.