Eagle Flag of Epirus

On the rough sea, the ship is driving to a distant destination in the turbulence.

When Justinian’s gaze fell on the content of the letter Nurding handed him, his mood was as ups and downs as the waves—because this is the most for him at the moment. Something bad.

"Now you understand your situation, Lord Justinian!" Looking at Justinian's expression that could no longer calm down, the Assassin's reaction to him was already clear to his heart.

And Justinian was silent for a moment, regained his composure, and slowly raised his head and said, "If it is true, it is indeed a lot of trouble for me, but why should I believe that what the letter says is true? ?"

Looking at the other side quietly, Justinian did not believe what the other side said. According to the letter, at this moment Mikhail Dukas is trying to win over Corinth and the Latin nobles in the area of ​​Athens in plotting against the entire Moriah, and Theodor Dukas is also surrendering and rebelling in Macedonia, which is undoubtedly correct. Thessaloniki, under its own control, is bound to become a thorn in its eyes. Once this is true of the letter, then Justinian's bargaining chips that are now eligible to rejuvenate the empire will no longer exist, and the consequences will be disastrous. Not only the city’s money, food, soldiers and horses, but also the mother and daughter of Grand Duke Anastasius and Princess Odosia will also face danger. They are the most important people to Justinian. Even if it is unkind, the loss of them means that Justinian, who does not have any noble blood, will have no place in the entire empire.

But can he really believe what the letter says? After all, he couldn't think of why Nicaea, who had had a feast with him, took the initiative to extend an olive branch at this time.

"The adult said that you knew that you would not believe it easily, so she also showed enough sincerity this time." As Nurding removed a black horn from her waist, it sounded strangely. And the long, long tone resounded through the clouds for a while--and also awakened a sleeping person on the boat.

"Look, that is!"

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the soldier on guard suddenly widened his eyes.

I don't know when, behind them, a fleet of ships is coming towards them. At this time, the ship was filled with torches and brightly lit, and there was no intention to hide his tracks. Everyone shuddered—when did this ship follow them.

"Ready to meet! The helmsman turns the ship's side, and the ballistaman is ready!"

The vigilant Genoese sailors responded immediately with their rich maritime experience, but when they were about to attack the suspicious ship in front of them, they were stopped by the approaching Justinian.

"What does this mean?" Justinian asked displeasedly, looking at Nurdin behind him. He doesn't like the feeling of being secretly manipulated. Although he doesn't know who is behind all this, it is clear that the other party is holding the dominant power in the negotiation between the two sides.

"This is the sincerity of that lord." Nurding Shiran replied, "Now whether it is Moria or Thessaloniki, I think it is already a hundred thousand rush, and your main force is still stationed in Thessalo. Nika is beyond the reach of Moria's whip. And the two thousand troops on this ship I think is exactly what you need, isn't it?"

A Nicaea fleet! The sailors and the warriors on the ship have a total of two thousand soldiers! With such a big hand, who can mobilize resources?

After a long silence, Justinian slowly asked, "I don't think such generous sincerity will be free, right?"

"Of course, the adult said, this is temporarily lent to you, and you will naturally repay it in the future, which is regarded as an investment in the future. But in comparison, the price she gave is always better than the two Ducas brothers. Some, I believe your Excellency Justinian will accept it." Nurding said confidently. He was confident that Justinian would never refuse to face such conditions. After all, these two thousand elite Nicaea soldiers are enough to influence the current situation.

But to his surprise, Justinian was silent for a moment before rejecting his proposal without hesitation.

"No, thank the adult behind you for sending you to provide me with such important news. But her other kindness allows me to be insensitive."

"What did you say... I heard you right? Justinian, you should know how important a fleet is to you now." Unexpectedly by Justinian's decision, Nurdin was incredibly surprised. Looking at the other person in front of you.

"Of course you heard it right. Thank you for the kindness of the adult, but please tell him too. If I talk about cooperation, I don't like this way of covering up and being restrained. This is my answer."

Justinian did indeed refuse the help he needed most at this moment. Even Nurdin, as an assassin, couldn’t help but feel that this guy in front of him was crazy... But those deep eyes like a pool of water have already Gave Nuerding the answer—this little fox of Moriah is not joking.

"This is your own choice, I'm just a message. But I still have to say that people who are too arrogant don't live long in the whole cruel place now. Whoever they are, if they will only be like a lone wolf. War, then the end will only be miserable. This is the end of the story, then there will be a period of time, Your Excellency Justinian." Nurding said indifferently with the shock in his expression, since the matter has not been discussed, so is it. Unhelpful. After all, he was just a messenger.

After all, Nurdin stepped onto the mast on the side of the deck, followed the rope and landed on the boat Justinian had prepared for him.

"Have you really decided, Justinian? You have to understand what will end up fighting alone!"

"Say hello to the one in Nicaea for me."

Nurdin and Justinian looked at each other and ended their final negotiations with a brief speech. And soon, the Dromon battleship that set sail disappeared on the sea under the cover of night.

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"Are you really sure you won't regret doing this?" Antonia asked, looking at Justinian who was silent beside her.

"I will never regret the decision I have made." Justin replied with a slight shrug.

"That's two thousand soldiers... If it's as they say, then it can solve the urgent need." Due to the wrong estimation of the development of the situation, now Moria and Thessaloniki have faced the Dukas brothers. People are staring at it, and it is self-evident what the two thousand elite regular army means to Justinian. Antonia couldn't help being surprised that Justinian would choose to refuse.

"There is no free lunch in the world. Those people in Nicaea just want to use me to stretch their hands here. If they really accept their assistance, then it will be really like sitting on pins and needles~www.ltnovel.com~Check A slight sneer was raised at the corner of Stinney's mouth. He still understands the truth that it is easy to ask God to give it to God. Now that Nicaea wants to intervene in the affairs of the sea because of the blockade of the strait, it has long been unable to do so. It is natural to foster an agent. They chose the best choice. Unfortunately, their fancy Duke of Corinth, Leos Grace, was solved by Justinian, so Justinian, who replaced him as the master of Moria, became the only candidate.

"Ah, so you are looking for my free one." Antonia guessed Justinian's plan all at once, curled her lips, said the Genoese girl.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you." The guessed Justinian rubbed his hands in a jealous manner, and then said seriously: "I hope you will go to Thessaloniki for me."

"I'm going to Thessaloniki, it's okay, but if you go to Moria alone..." Antonia hesitated. She thought Justinian wanted her to go to Moria, but she never thought. Instead, the other party wanted to go alone to the place where the situation was most severe, and instead asked her to go to Thessaloniki.

But Justinian shrugged and smiled pretendingly: "Worry about me? Don't worry, I have already planned, but the Thessaloniki has you sitting on my behalf and I can feel more at ease."

Seeing Justinian saying so confidently, Antonia did not refute anything, nodded and said, "Well, since you have already made this decision, then do it! But the ugly thing comes first, I can only guarantee I'll buy you a month. If you can't calm Moria within a month, I can't guarantee the safety of Thessaloniki."

"One month is enough." Justinian smiled, letting the sea breeze toss his hair, and wanted to go back to the place where he rose from the battle... Now he is going back.