[AC] Assassins Creed.. - Free

"I see," said the doctor quietly.
"Actually it's nothing," said Ezio, still feeling weak.
Federico, who as always disguised with the help of good humor concern, said:
"Make him a patch of the very best, mate. Look so linda is all you need.
- Hey, fottiti! Ezio replied, raising his middle finger toward his brother.
The doctor ignored them, washed his hands gently explored the wound and soaked a cloth with a clear liquid in one of the many bottles she had.
Cleaned the wound with the solution so that stung Ezio was about to jump from his chair, his face contorted with pain. Then clean the wound and the
doctor took a needle and fine wire threaded casing.
"Okay," he said. This really hurt a little.
Once the stitches and bandaged the wound so that Ezio like a Turkish turban, the doctor smiled to encourage him.
"There will be three Fiorini for now. Go to your palazzo in a few days and I'll take the points. That will be three Fiorini more to pay then. You will have a
terrible headache, but it will. Try descendingsar ... But not yours! And do not worry: the wound looks worse than it really is. And there's even an added
benefit: it would leave a scar, so that in future I do not think much to disappoint the ladies.
Back on the street, Frederick put his arm around his brothernot less. He pulled a flask from his pocket and handed it to Ezio.
"Do not worry," he said, noticing the expression of Ezio. It is the best grappa father. Better than milk for a man in your state.
Drank two, the powerful heating fluid inside.
"Well nochecita" said Federico.
"Needless to say it. I just wish they were all so diexpressed as ... "But Ezio was interrupted when her brothernot begin to smile from ear to ear. Oh, wait!
He corrected himself, laughing. We are!
"Even so, I think some food and drink would not hurt for you replenished before returning home," said FeDerico. It's late, I know, but around here there is
a pub that does not close until breakfast time y. ..
- And you and the oste you are amici intimacy
- How did you guess?
About an hour later, after a meal of ribollita andbistecca, washed down with a bottle of Brunello, Ezio felt as if I had not been injured. I was young and fit,
and had the feeling of having recovered all the lost energy. The adrenalnalina victory over the band of the Pazzi contributed without lugar certainly the
speed of recovery.
"Time to go home, brother," Frederick said. Seguro that father will be wondering where we are, and have decided it's you who will help with the bank.
Luckily for me, have notgo a head for numbers, which is why I imagine dying to get into politics.
"In politics or in the circus ... the way you behave.
- What is the difference?
Ezio Frederick knew that he resented the fact that his father trusted him more than his eldest son to take the family business. Frederick would die of
boredom if Tuviara to face a life on the bench. The problem was that Ezio had the feeling that he could succeed as well. But for now, time to slip into the
velvet suit neMontenegro and the gold chain of the Florentine bankers was still quite far away, and was determined to fully enjoy your days of freedom and
irresponsibility. Little did he imagine it would be shorter than those days.
"Better hurry, we know Frederick was saying, if we are to avoid a fight.
"He must be worried.
"No ... we manage somehow knows very well alone. Ezio-Federico threw a questioning look. But rather than we were youRando. He paused. Do not you
fancy a bet? A cabarrier, perhaps?
- How far?
- How about ...? -Frederick crossed the city with an eye illuminated by the light of the moon to reach a tower not far alejada. The roof of Santa Trinita. If
there is too much for you ... and not far from home. But just one more thing.
"Tell me.
"It will run through the streets, but the roof.
Ezio breath.
"Okay. Try me, "he said.
"Okay, little tartaruga. Vamos!
Without saying a word, Federico was launched andstalled a wall plastered with the same ease with which he would have a lizard. He stopped at the
top, swinging about between the red tiles, river and continued their march. When Ezio reached the rooftops, his brother had been released twenty meter
lead. Persecution began, her pain forgotten thanks to the excitement and adrenaline. Federico saw was an almighty leap ENCIma in a black void as pitch
and landed smoothly on the flat roof of a palazzo Gray remained somewhat below the roof level above. He ran a little more and waited. Ezio exderwent a
flash of fear at seeing the abyss that opened before him, with eight floors below street, but I knew that before moRIR to hesitate in front of his brother, so
that is arming oflor, gave an impressive leap of faith watching, flying, hard granite paving shine under the moonlight far beyond their feet waving in the air.
For a split secondsdo wondered if he had miscalculated, as the hard gray wall palazzo seemed to be rising before him, but then, without knowing exactly
how the wall collapsed and was found in the other roof, sprawled, yes, but still standing, and euphoric, even breathing hard.
"Brother, there's still much to learn," joked Fred, getting moving again, a shadow from the chimney swift and low scattered clouds. Ezio ran away,
overcome by the frenzy of the moment. Opened beneath their feet other depths, some dead simple, others broad thoroughfares. Federico was not seen