Assassin's Creed: Renaissance

Chapter 45

"What should we do now? Directly attack the arsenal?"

"No. A frontal attack would mean we'd all die at the gate. I think we should put some men near the arsenal and let them cause enough trouble locally that most of Silvio's men They can't get away."

"So—if the arsenal is empty—"

"You can take it with your elite troops."

"Hopefully he'll take the bait."

"He's an Inquisitor. He only knows how to bully those who can't fight him. He's not a soldier. Hell, he's not even a decent opponent!"

Bartholomew spent several days arranging personnel around the castle and the arsenal.Once everything was ready, Bartolomeo and Ezio assembled the elite force and prepared to attack Silvio's stronghold.Ezio handpicked soldiers who were quick and skilled with weapons.

They carefully planned their attack.On the following Friday night, everything fell into place.One of Bartolomeo's men went to the top of the bell tower of St. Martin's Church and waited until the moon was at its highest point to light a huge Roman fireworks tube designed and prepared by Leonardo's workshop.This is the signal to attack.Elite troops in black leather armor climbed up the walls of the arsenal from four directions.After climbing the battlements, they passed like ghosts through the silent and unmanned fortress, quickly overpowering the meager number of guards.It didn't take long for Ezio and Bartolomeo to find themselves before their worst enemies - Silvio and Dante.

Dante wears an iron knuckle and wields a huge flail, protecting his master.Ezio and Bartolomeo were unable to get close for a while, while their men engaged the rest of the enemy.

"He's an excellent specimen, isn't he?" Silvio boasted, standing on the safety of the battlements. "You should be honored to die at his hands!"

"Go to hell, bastard!" Bartolomeo yelled.He wrapped the long stick in his hand around the flail and pulled hard.Dante dropped his weapon and quickly stepped back. "Come on, Ezio! We have to catch that fat bastard!"

Dante turned around, holding an iron rod studded with twisted spikes in his hand, and charged again.He swung the iron club at Bartolomeo, and one of the nails left a gash in his shoulder.

"I'll make you pay, you useless pig!" roared Bartolomeo.

By this time Ezio had loaded his firearm and pellets, and fired at Silvio, but missed the target.The projectile hit the brick wall and bounced off in a rain of sparks and debris.

"Auditore, do you think I don't know why you're here?" Silvio yelled, although he was obviously frightened by the shot. "But it's too late for you! There's nothing you can do to stop us now!"

Ezio loaded the pellets and fired again.But he was too angry, and Silvio's words puzzled him again, and the shot missed again.

"Ha!" Silvio spat at the bottom of the battlements, while Dante and Bartolomeo fought fiercely. "You pretend you don't know! But it doesn't matter, Dante will finish you and your muscular friend soon. You're just following your stupid father's old path! You know what I regret the most That's why I didn't hang Giovanni myself. I want to pull the lever and see your sad father struggling and breathing in the noose! Of course, we will have a lot of time to deal with your poor uncle Mario, and your half-crazy old mother, Maria, and your wonderful little sister, Claudia. I haven't fucked a woman under the age of 25 in ages! Listen, I'm going to put the last Two stay on the boat to enjoy - life at sea can be lonely!"

Despite his rage, Ezio took note of the messages Silvio casually revealed along with the insults.

At this time, Silvio's subordinates gradually regained their disadvantage by virtue of their superiority in numbers.Dante threw a punch at Bartolomeo, and the fist with the iron knuckle hit Bartolomeo in the ribs, causing him to stagger back.Ezio fired a third projectile at Silvio, this time it penetrated the Inquisitor's robes near the neck, Silvio's body shook and a few drops of blood came out, but he did not Did not fall.He shouted orders to Dante, who turned back hastily, climbed the battlements, came to his master, and disappeared with him over the other side of the wall.Knowing that there must be a ladder on the other side of the wall leading to the ladder to the dock, Ezio called out to Bartolomeo to follow him, and left the fray to pursue it.

He saw them climb into a big boat, but he also saw the anger and despair on their faces.He followed their gaze and saw a large black sailboat disappearing into the southern part of the lagoon.

"We have been betrayed!" Ezio heard Silvio say. "That ship set sail without us! May they all go to hell! I have always been loyal, but what they gave me was Such—such!—reward!”

"Let us catch them with this boat," said Dante.

"It's too late—and we'll never get to the island in such a small boat: but at least we can use it to escape this fiasco!"

"Then let's go quickly, my lord."

"That's right."

Dante turned to the trembling crew. "Untie the ropes! Hoist the sails! Pull up!"

At that moment, Ezio's shadow crossed the pier and stepped onto the boat.The terrified sailors fled in all directions and jumped into the muddy lagoon.

"Get away from me, you villain!" screamed Silvio.

"This insult will be your last words," Ezio said, stabbing him in the stomach and dragging the blade, widening the wound. "Just based on your insult to my family, I should cut off your balls."

Dante stood still.Ezio met his eyes.The strong man looked tired.

"It's over," Ezio told him, "you are on the wrong side."

"Maybe," said Dante, "but I can kill you anyway. You dirty assassin. I've had enough of you."

Ezio pulled the trigger of the firearm.The bullet hit Dante in the face.He fell down.

Kneeling beside Silvio, Ezio read the Prayer of Absolution for him.

"Where were you going, Silvio? Whose boat is that? Aren't you trying to compete for the governorship?"

Silvio smiled feebly. "That's just an illusion...we're going to..."

"where?"

"It's too late." Silvio smiled and took his last breath.

Ezio turned to face Dante, resting his lion's head in his arms.

"Their destination is Cyprus, Auditore," Dante said hoarsely. "I hope telling you this will save my soul. They want...they want to..." But blood choked his windpipe , and his life is gone.

Ezio rummaged through the pair's wallets, but found only a letter from Dante's wife.He read it in shame.

Dear:
I hope that one day, you will really understand what I mean in this letter.I'm sorry I did that - let Marco take me away from you, divorce you, and become his wife.But now that he's dead, I might be able to find a way to bring us back together.But I want to know, do you remember me?Or did you get too badly wounded in the fight?If these words of mine failed to arouse your memory, did they affect your heart?But it doesn't matter what they say, because I know you're still in my heart.I will find a way, my love.To remind you.To heal you...

forever yours,

Gloria
There was no address on the letter.Ezio carefully folded the letter and put it in his wallet.He would ask Theodora if she knew about this strange past, and if he could return the letter to the sender, along with the news that the cheating woman's real husband had died.

He looked at the two corpses and made the sign of the sign of the cross. "Rest in peace," he said sadly.

While Ezio was still standing there, Bartolomeo appeared, panting. "It seems to be the same as before, you can solve it by yourself," he said.

"Have you occupied the arsenal yet?"

"Do you think I'd still be here if I didn't?"

"congratulations!"

"Long live!"

But Ezio looked towards the sea. "We have retaken Venice, my friend," he said, "Agostino can rule here without fear of the Knights Templar. But I am afraid I have no time to rest. You see the Is there a galleon?"

"I saw it."

"Dante told me before he died that the ship was going to Cyprus."

"Go for what?"

"That's what I have to figure out, my friend."

(End of this chapter)