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"Master Justinian, I'm afraid that the army behind you was not given to you by Prince Theodor?" Mosvall looked at Justinian with a meaningful look. It was obvious that this army was neither the original one. Justinian did not recruit himself in Ilovanborg from coming to the South Peloponnese to inflict exile, so there is only one possibility for the origin of this army.

In the face of such doubts, Justinian's face suddenly changed to reveal a weird look, and he became hesitant in some way.

"This does not seem to be something you should be concerned about!"

Justinian said coldly, but still showed a slight fluctuation in his expression, and when Mosvalton caught this, he noticed the stubbornness that Justinian deliberately wanted to cover at this moment. Sure enough, as he expected, this army was not really under the command of Justinian, and there is no doubt that an elite division of this size can only come from the exiled nobles of Moria in the south. And Justinian's reaction, which was explained by him, was also a little flustered, so it shows that he is just relying on the power of the Moria nobleman.

At this time, Romanus Dukas, who was on the side, also realized this under Musval’s reminder. He immediately showed a trace of pride on his face, and then said loudly, “Of course I should be concerned about this. At this moment, I represent the will of His Royal Highness Prince Theodor. If I don’t know if this is the army of the empire, how can we allow such an army to enter the city of the empire without authorization?” The young nobleman at this moment no longer has it. After any fear, and showing a rebellious look, in his opinion, even if the Moria noble had reached a certain deal with Justinian, he would never dare to offend himself for him, because Justinian had left Afghanistan long ago. Before Grignon, the nobles of Moria had already negotiated the terms of peace with Epirus, and now they have come to Tripolis from Wiscari Castle to naturally choose to be loyal to Epirus today. Si, surely wouldn't risk turning his face because of a Justinian. Therefore, the previous anxiety was wiped out in an instant.

"Then are you deliberately making things difficult for us?" Justinian's face sank fiercely, and asked coldly at the slightly proud face above.

"Don't dare, but if you must enter the city, please let these troops be stationed outside the city." Moswar, who also believes that Justinian is just a fake, has no intention of concession, as shrewd as he is at this time I didn't realize that Justinian's reaction just now was completely disguised.

At this time, all of this was so stupid and laughable in Justinian's eyes, but he was still calm, pretending to be angry. Allow the other party to do so to anger the Moria nobles behind him. Now he is the heir to the Moria dictatorship, and has the support of Grand Duke Anastasius and the Papadolos family. Older than before.

And watching this scene, the Moria nobles behind the army also became a little impatient. They drove over the mountains and rivers from Fort Wiscari. Although they arranged the residents in several other places along the way, they were regained by Epirus. Among the cities, many nobles finally chose to return to the southern capital of Tripolis, already exhausted. For this, they naturally blamed the people in Tripolis for it.

"These **** Epirus mountain people are really savage indeed, and I really can't believe them. We drove over the mountains and rivers to come over and dare to treat us like this!"

"Huh, isn't the Dukas family always like this? The tricks that rely on intrigues and tricks are perpetual, but they are doing ugly deeds!"

"I thought I wanted to work with them. These guys should know a little bit of etiquette. I didn't expect to be so deceptive."

The aristocrats who have been talking about are obviously very dissatisfied. They were expecting some more, and some even planned to cooperate with Epirus to bring down the upstart Justinian in their eyes, but now they see these guys so rude. Time these arrogant nobles of Moria gave up their previous thoughts and were disappointed.

And the old face of Anastasius, who had just returned to the carriage and watched this scene, could not help showing a complicated look. On the one hand, he praised Justinian for responding so quickly, and took the opportunity to take Epiru. The aristocracy of Sri Lanka is divided from the aristocracy of Moria. On the other hand, since the Emperor Alexi I, the division of the nobles in various places has reached such a point. It is no wonder why, after the fall of Constantinople, the empire is still torn apart and not thinking about expelling foreign enemies to regain lost ground.

At this moment, dissatisfaction has been brewing in the Moria nobles, but Romanus Muswar, standing on the wall of Tripolis, and his staff are still at a loss. He was so proud that he relaxed his vigilance and didn't even notice. Nevsky, who should have followed Justinian's side, did not appear in front of the army at the moment.

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And in the prison in Tripolis, Leo, who had just been imprisoned not long ago, also heard the sound of the horns from outside the city. The middle-aged man who was surprised was holding the narrow window and trying hard to look at it. I wanted to look at something, but it was in vain.

Could it be that the Latins are making a comeback again? Or is it just that Justinian has come back and clashed with Romanus? Although Leo’s guard was in jail, he was still worried about what happened outside~www.ltnovel.com~ At this moment, there was a sound of beating and smashing from outside the prison, and several jailer guards were thrown off the steps. After kicking it down, a few men dressed as ordinary people walked down, and Leo's defense commander recognized Nevsky as the leader at a glance. Although these Varangians have been dressed up in disguise, their strong physique can't hide their true identity at all. Only now, in order to deal with the sudden arrival of Justinian army, no one noticed that Nevsky sneaked into the city and easily solved the prison that was not guarded by many people.

I saw Nevsky, who took off the tattered felt hat, picked up the key to the prison and opened the door, sticking in his waist and said: "It seems that we have come at a good time. Fortunately, I was prepared to let my people lurking in the city to pick up , So I can come to rescue you in time before those guys notice." Nevsky, who has always been wary of Muswar and Zeodoro Sefalon, deliberately planted his eyes and lurked in the city before leaving Tripolis. Even Leo's defense commander didn't know, so he knew what happened to Tripolis for the first time, so he took someone into the city to rescue Leo.

But Leo’s garrison commander, who didn’t care about the old days, was concerned about the situation outside the city. He hurriedly asked, "How is Lord Justinian now?" The extremely nervous man was ashamed. He was originally entrusted. It should have been noticed earlier that Zeodore Cephalon and the others were unruly, and the result was still the way, causing Tripolis to fall into the opponent's hands.

However, Neusky’s reaction made Leo, who was worried about the situation, puzzled. The Varangian man in front of him smiled and waved his hand and said, "You can rest assured that this is what Mr. Justinian can do now. It's no longer the hairy boy from before. Now it's probably those guys who are unlucky."