Eagle Flag of Epirus

"You don't have to worry about this. I will naturally teach Mikhail an unforgettable lesson at that time. It can also be regarded as a tribute to the co-ruling emperor who took care of me during this period. The update is the fastest." Justin Ni sat on the carriage and replied calmly. It was obvious that the account had already been recorded in his words, but it didn't sound like he was speaking harshly at all, but stating the facts plainly.

Looking at Justinian's deep eyes quietly, Antonia Doria did not have any doubts, stretched lazily, "In this case, if you need any help then, just speak up!" I can also count as repaying a favor I owe you before. At least I can help some with this small favor." After all, this time Justinian was targeted for some reason, Antonia promised. In his confident tone, it seemed that Justinian did not put Mikhail Dukas, the actual ruler of Epirus, in his eyes.

At this time, the speed of the carriage suddenly slowed down a lot, and the gate of Rusnina City had also entered the sight of Justinian and Antonia. They finally returned safely, and it was all over. Then they can leave this place of right and wrong temporarily

However, in fact it is not as simple as it might be. The so-called end is just superficially like this.

From a distance, I saw a group of people waiting in front of the city gate. Although they didn't know the identity of the other party or what their intentions were, Justinian and Antonia noticed something wrong in the atmosphere at the same time.

"Is it yours?"

"It doesn't seem to be the case. I thought it was yours before." Antonia shook her head and denied, and this made Justinian's expression sinking slightly. It was clear at a glance. The gang there saw it. The comer is not good.

"What are we going to do, Miss Antonia?" The driver who drove was Antonia's, and although he was loyal, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous looking at the scene in front of him.

The predecessor at the gate of the city was almost emptied at this time, and the panicked crowd was roughly driven away, and even some merchants were forced to drive away before they had time to take their cargo and luggage. But no one dared to express the dissatisfaction in his heart, let alone prevent such a brutal behavior, even the soldiers who defended the city were hiding far away from intervening at this time. And all this is because these people guarding the gate of the city are not ordinary people, but members of the imperial imperial imperial guard. I saw that they were heavily armed and they seemed to be fighting for something, and they obviously knew who their target was. His eyes locked on the carriage approaching here, and there was an unkind smile on the faces of this group. Just waiting for an order, it seemed that he was about to pounce fiercely, like a pack of wolves hunting around.

"Go on a detour, miss! This group is obviously coming at us." The coachman in the carriage made a judgment after thinking about it for a second or two. If he moves on, he will be in danger if he is intercepted. Living can be terrible.

"No, taking a detour will only make yourself chaotic and keep moving forward." Justinian said calmly on one side, preventing the driver from turning the front of the car.

"Miss..." The hesitant coachman looked at his owner behind him, but Antonia Doria didn't say anything, but told him to obey Justinian's orders with his eyes.

Seeing this, the helpless coachman had to nod his head and bite the bullet and continued to drive the carriage forward towards Rusnina City.

And in this way, Justinian and Antonia sitting in the carriage finally saw clearly who the person standing in front of them was, besides the heavily armed Imperial Guards, there was a familiar face. It was the Agunttopless rider who was beaten by Justinian in twos and threes at the tournament at the time. Justinian vaguely remembered that this man seemed to be the nephew of Valence Doyle, the commander of the Guards. . But he appeared here unkindly like this, obviously waiting for himself and Antonia, which made Justinian's heart stunned, but even so, he already maintained his composure.

"Couldn't they have seen our identity?" Antonia's boyish eyebrows were also slightly frowned, and they were also aware of the abnormality just like Justinian.

However, Justinian raised his index finger to his mouth, "Don’t panic, they shouldn’t see through our identity. If I’m not mistaken, these guys are just coming over to trouble me. In fact, they don’t even know. Who are you and I, maybe you still think that I am a small role for Prince Theodore." Justinian smiled coldly, "It's not enough to tell the truth, if this group of idiots really know Our identity, I'm afraid they may not dare to stand in our way."

"Why are you so sure?" The coachman was a little surprised at Justinian's so determined attitude~www.ltnovel.com~ could not help being taken aback. "Know that our identities are fake. If we are exposed, we will all be over!"

But Justinian is still confident, "Who dares to arrest the Governor of Moriah with such a small number of people? Whether I am single-handedly or not, I can't take the role of these little characters to jump up." Justinian still said grimly, "Go on. Go ahead and just open a channel!"

"Well, let's believe you this kid for the first time!" After gritting his teeth, the coachman had to continue waving his whip to urge the horse forward. Now he is only a few minutes away from the city gate, even if he doesn't want it, it is too late.

I saw the carriage drove away and finally arrived at Rusnina's city, and then, unsurprisingly, it was stopped by the guards in front of the city gate.

"Stop for me!" Standing at the front was the nephew of Valence's commander's house. His face still had the bruise that Justinian had left him, and he looked funny. He stood in front of the car, and the guardsmen on both sides held their spears and crossed their way to strictly block the way, and then a group of people surrounded him.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant. Looking at the raging scene, the driver of the car tried to calm down and said loudly: "What do you want to do? Sitting on the car is Edessa Borderman and Mrs. Borderman! We accept Mikhail. Your Majesty’s invitation came here and just returned from the tournament. Is this kind of posture like Rusnina’s hospitality?” With the courage, he took a deep breath, and the coachman shouted angrily while holding his whip. : "Now! Get out of the way!"

However, this kind of reprimanding did not work for these noble guards, but instead had a counterproductive effect.