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"It's just... I'm afraid we can't stay here anymore, right?" Although the people who were sent by Sgrees vowed, the Venetians now know that Justinian's arrival is like a frightened bird. More people, including Mobis, are more inclined to go north to meet Leos Grace in Tripolis.

Anyway, this time their goal has been achieved, and it is obvious that the wisest option is to evacuate here early.

However, the old man wearing the cloak shook his head to dissuade him and said: "At this time, any rash action will be discovered again, sir. It is too far away from Tripolis. If there is any accident, you should understand the consequences. Neither you nor I can afford it."

As soon as this remark came out, the look on Moebius's face turned very ugly for a while, and he had lingering fears when he recalled his escape before he had to admit that what the old man said before him was indeed reasonable.

But the dilemma made Moebius have to make a decision at this time, only to hear him say impatiently: "But in this case, what shall we do? I can't wait for the **** Greeks to leave by themselves in this wilderness. I'm afraid we were almost starved to death by then."

The old man, who had already expected the other party to have this level of concern, took off his cloak, squeezed a smile on his wrinkled face, and said softly, "You can rest assured of this. Lord Leos Grace sent. I had already considered this before coming down to nature." He took out a map that had already been prepared from his arms, and pointed that extremely thin finger on the map.

"This is the best place to hide. Now Justinian has lost our track. As long as we are cautious and procrastinate enough time, the little fox will be in trouble after the Duke takes care of the things at hand. Gu, how can you care about it when it's hard to protect yourself?"

Following the place on the map pointed to by the old man, Moebius was a little doubtful, "here?"

The other party nodded and said, "Yes, DeMobil Valley. There are so few people who even know it here. The forest outside completely covers it. This is undoubtedly the perfect hiding place. Isn’t it? And Duke Leo also sent me to prepare food in there, believing that it will be enough for us to support this time.” The old man’s vowed words made the Venetian behind Moebius a little shaken. The previous brief contact has been It makes them scared, compared to having a safe hiding place, the risk is definitely much smaller than the risk of breaking through.

But Moebius still hesitated. He glanced at the other person coldly and sneered: "Can Sgross really have such a good heart?" Although the person in front of him said something that made him feel a little heart-stirring, in fact this The man has always reminded himself in his heart that the guy in front of him is also a cunning Greek, and the guy who can betrayed by his own cannot be trusted.

However, the other person in front of him was still calm, and said with a stern face: "Your Excellency Morbius, this is the end of the story. Of course it is up to you to decide everything. As for the attitude of Duke Leo-if we really have the idea of ​​conspiracy, we will die before. Isn't it the most appropriate thing to save? Why bother. You know we are on the same side when dealing with Justinian."

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, his expression was full of resentment, and it was these words that finally made Moebius reluctantly believe the other person, and slowly nodded: "Perhaps so, Greek, At least for now we still have a common enemy to deal with. Then just believe you once, everyone is ready to set off for the DeMobil Valley, I hope the little fox cursed by God will not let us run into it again."

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And in the south at this time, when the wind and rain were faintly swaying and the undercurrents were surging, in the city of Tripolis, far away from Justinian, everything seemed to be functioning in an orderly manner.

Although Moria’s nobles had some conflicts with Justinian before, the two who stayed in the city were Leo’s garrison chief and Neusky, as well as Grand Duke Anastasius. See everything is still calm.

It's just that this is just seemingly peaceful, and no one knows that Moriah now has no safety at all. Although the rule of the Latins collapsed due to the appearance of Justinian, and the Venetians fled in a hurry, the land that was badly injured is a piece of fat in the eyes of all forces. Not to mention that several castles in the northern Corinth area are still occupied by the seemingly submissive Latin aristocrats, who are always ready to take a bite. Invisible, the various forces have formed a delicate balance, but once it is broken, an avalanche disaster will occur.

Especially now that Justinian has gone to the south, both supporters and opponents are very nervous about it, and rumors from the south have also aggravated people's panic.

"Is there any news from Koroni?"

"For the time being everything is normal, but..."

"It's just that it went too smoothly, but it feels a little abnormal, isn't it?" Looking at the hesitant look on Leo's defense chief's face, Nevsky also said what he thought in his heart. Although they certainly didn't want to have any accidents, they didn't encounter other people's obstruction from the Venetian in the south, nor did they make any big moves~www.ltnovel.com~ always made them feel a little weird in their hearts.

"Yes, it seems that only a small group of Venetians are doing sabotage, but this can't explain why those people do it." His brows were furrowed, and Leo's defense chief expressed his concern. What worries them most is that they have no idea what the enemy's purpose is.

"Up to now, I can only take one step and see one step at a time. I just hope that everything goes well with Justinian!"

"I hope! After all, Grand Duke Anastasius is sitting here, and forgive some people for not daring to act rashly." Despite this, the two of them didn't have such a strong heart, and they could only hope that things in the south would be possible. solve quickly.

"But I am a little worried about something." Suddenly Leo's defense commander seemed to think of something, and some of his expressions were wrong.

"What's the matter?" Nevsky asked.

"Grand Duke Anastasius recently returned to live in seclusion in the monastery on the mountain outside the city. I wonder... Is it a little unsafe?" Leo's chief of defense said worriedly, after all, as Justinian's nominal foster father , Justinian and their power in Moria depend to a large extent on the identity of the old man. He has always criticized this, and the consequences should be unthinkable if something unexpected happens.

But Nevsky didn’t seem to think so, and shook his head, “Don’t worry about that. It’s impossible for a high-ranking existence to fail to consider this point. I believe that the authoritarian prince should choose there. There are other reasons."

"I just hope so!" Seeing that even Nevsky had the same attitude, Leo's defense commander couldn't say anything. After all, everything is not as important as the news from the south at present, and I can only wait for Lord Justinian to return. Discuss again.