After ten minutes of visiting all the taverns on the street, I couldn't find Napoli and had to set a new destination
Napoli was the one who completely shattered my already cracked perception of priests and nuns. Although he was an abbot, he was drunk almost all day, and that wasn't even his only crime; he frequented brothels, gambled, liked to do evil.
The last time I saw him, I saw him putting the seeds of a bitter plant, which I called poison, into freshly bought sweets. At the time, instead of asking him what he was doing, I preferred to watch him secretly, and I was absolutely right. Napoli was distributing the sweets with the bitter seeds hidden in them to children playing in the street, while shamelessly reading to them from the Bible and inviting them to church.