Eagle Flag of Epirus

　　 Following the crew, Justinian and Muzfeus boarded the ship and were taken into the cabin. There was a smell of musty on their faces.

　　 "That's it, you pack it yourself." Regarding Justinian and his party as deserters, of course the Genoese didn't take it seriously, even an ordinary crew member was not polite.

　　 But at this time Justinian and Muzfius didn’t bother to care about these things, as long as they set off to leave here, they would be safe. Although the army of the Latin Empire has not yet arrived on this road, a large number of civilians have already fled their hometowns. It can be foreseen that the whole Anatolia will usher in a **** storm.

　　 "There is such a place here." Muzfius followed Justinian on the boat in Genoa and finally no longer looked like a frightened bird as before. At this time, he recognized Justinian's abilities even more. Although he was a fledgling young man, he was thoughtful and thoughtful. Muzfius thought he was not as good as he did to take every aspect into consideration.

"This is a ship specially used for smuggling. It is the safest to return to Constantinople from here. The Venetians at least dare not be too presumptuous when they see the flag of the Genoese." Justinian shrugged and said, this It is the most important thing. They will inevitably walk by sea when they return to Epirus, and the entire Aegean Sea is the fleet of Venice. No one can deter them except the Genoese.

"Let’s rest for a while, we still have a long way to go, maybe this is the only way we can sleep well in the next days." On the way, he was very tired and didn’t care about the messy cabins. Sleep in bed and clothe.

　　 While looking at the defenseless Justinian, Muzfeus was silent, did not rest, but sat quietly in a chair as if thinking about something. At this moment, the slang ballads of the Genoese crew came on the deck. Although they did not understand Italian, Muzfius seemed very happy to hear them. People are busy raising the sails, and it seems that the ship is about to set off.

　　May the Father bless me to avenge my hatred, no matter what the purpose of this child is, now I can only believe that he can help me.

　　 Muzfius muttered to himself, as if he had decided something.

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　　 "Hurry up, one by one." Phillips interrupted the self-entertainment of his crew with a stinky face, urging them to hurry up and anchor. Although the two people had made a fortune by smuggling, he was very upset by the recent unsatisfactory business. At this time, a gorgeously dressed man suddenly appeared and patted Phillips on the generous shoulder.

　　 "Who is it?" Phillips froze as soon as he turned around and spoke.

　　 "It turned out to be you! May I ask what is the order for the villain to do it." The businessman with a flat face looked at the tall man with a flattering face, and asked cautiously. It was obvious that the other party had an extraordinary background.

　　 And the man was completely expressionless, ignoring Phillips's kindness, and said: "The lord wants to see you and ask you something, come with me."

　　 "Yes." Phillips, who was still arrogant just now, did not dare to delay the crew who quickly put down the discipline and followed the strange man away from the splint.

　　 As soon as he left, the crew spit out their tongues. Their boss is famous for his love for money and life, so he can be so careful when he is in a bad mood at this time, but he is undoubtedly a big man.

All this happened was also heard by Muzifius from the side of the corner. It was not that he got on the boat like Justinian, relaxed his vigilance and fell asleep. This man has been wary of everything since he was stabbed blind. Force consciousness.

　　 "Aristocratic accent?" Muzfius murmured and returned to the room, only to see that Justinian was awake and looking at him.

　　 "What's the matter?" Justinian asked. He immediately noticed that the other's face was a little wrong, and he heard Muzfius' muttering.

"I heard the accent of an Italian nobleman. Don't you think it's weird to hear someone with such an accent in such a place?" Muzfius replied directly, telling Justinian what he was aware of. . Now he has decided to trust Justinian completely.

This immediately aroused Justinian’s vigilance. He did not understand the so-called noble language, but Muzfius, who was born as a noble, must have a good understanding of the grammatical accents used by nobles. He immediately noticed the man. The accent is wrong, undoubtedly it is a noble background. It seems that this ship is not that simple.

　　 But what Justin Niwan never expected was that they were also noticed by others at this moment.

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　　 "Master Andrea, are you satisfied with your stay?" Phillips stood anxiously and looked at the aristocratic youth in front of him, fearing that he could not entertain the great man well.

　　 The rest room that should have been used by Phillips has been taken care of by this young man at this time. It seems that he is only about twenty years old, but Phillips looks respectful and walking on thin ice.

　　 The reason is very simple. It is because the other party is the manager of the Genoa City Commercial Guild at a young age, and in a sense it is more effective and powerful than some nobles. If you offend the other party. Phillips would be crushed to death by moving his fingers casually, so he naturally didn't dare to be careless.

"Satisfied, but you can't be too demanding when you are away. I have another question for you. You have to answer me truthfully." Andrea said calmly while shaking the red wine glass. , Full of the demeanor of the nobility. Being able to become a steward of the Genoa Chamber of Commerce at a young age does show that there must be a big family behind him.

　　 When Andrea was fairly satisfied, Phillips promised with a smile on his face: "No problem, my lord, I must know everything below."

"Where did you get this thing~www.ltnovel.com~ Andrea took out a silver wine glass from his side and placed it in front of Phillips, putting away the original lazy expression and asked seriously .

Phillips became a little nervous at this instant. He couldn't even control how the wine glass got into the opponent's hands. He quickly excused and said: "This was originally not my thing. Today, two mercenaries are going to smuggle back and pay me the ship's fare. Yes, if you don't believe me, ask them." The businessman's intuition made him think that there must be something wrong with this antique cup, and he quickly revealed what he knew.

　　 "Oh, that's not anxious, what do they look like?" Andrea seemed to be interested and continued to ask.

　　 "Yes... It's like a pair of uncles and nephews, the younger one is about twenty years old, and the old one looks like 40 or 50 years old and is still blind."

　　 Phillips quickly replied, but Andrea was a little disappointed. He waved his hand and made Phillips retreat.

　　 Phillips stepped back cautiously, and the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes closed the door and turned his head and asked, "Is there any problem?"

　　 "Of course there is a problem." With a cheerful tone, Andrea picked up the wine glass and took a sip to pick up the silver wine glass.

"This is a royal item of Constantinople, and when Alexei III fled, he emptied the treasury and internal money. The crusaders ransacked civilians and nobles and some church relics. Two servants. The soldiers have these things that can explain the problem. Did I observe carefully, Mr. Charles?" The young man’s face showed a sly smile and said the mystery. At this moment, Andrea couldn’t help but treat Justinian and his party. Interested.

At the same time, the exhausted Justinian did not worry about the Italian nobleman falling on the messy boat again, and suddenly sneezed a few violently in his sleep, but did not wake up, and continued to sneer. To sleep.