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Deal? !

Never thought that Justinian would have such a big mouth, the expression on Baron Pierre's face at this time was like that of the previous serious offender with stomach problems, and his facial features were almost twisted into a ball.

"Are you playing tricks on me!" The angered man was completely disregarding the so-called restraint at the moment, and yelled.

Pierre, annoyed by Justinian’s soaring price, was about to give a eviction order, but Justinian, who had been prepared for a long time, said calmly: "You don’t even ask me what a gift, and How can I be sure that I am fooling you?"

"Huh, Justinian, I'm not in the mood to play tricks with you here. Now I don't tie you up and give it to the Latins to remain neutral, and I already care about my previous friendship. You still came to me to make it so rude Request! Do you think I will still get on your thief ship?" The stern face Pierre said impatiently. There was still no mercy in the words, but Justinian still keenly caught the other party who was still hot. The temper has eased a lot.

Sure enough, it is not profitable. Once he realizes that it is profitable, the pizza man in front of him will put aside all his prejudices and even take the initiative to take risks.

Seeing that it was time to strike while the iron was hot, Justinian finally cut into the subject-persuading a person to talk about the pros and cons, and to use clever tongues to outline the invisible benefits so that the other party forgets or ignores the risks that have already been seen.

"Your Excellency Pierre, what you say is too sad. In all fairness, the cooperation between you and me should be more pleasant. Even if you don't talk about the profits brought by the transit of Nafplio at sea, it is me alone. Granting you the privilege of trading in Moria has already made you and your city-state very profitable, isn't it?" Justinian said with a slight smile, looking at the man in front of him.

And Baron Pierre did not deny, and nodded generously, "It is true, but this is the reward I deserved after I assisted you in attacking Argos and Athens. For this alone, I am afraid I am not obliged to help you. Right, Lord Justinian?"

"Indeed, but please don't forget that it is because of this that it is enough to make the Latin nobles in the north hate you." Justinian suddenly raised his voice, "In Athens, if it weren't for the help of your warships. If you do, I’m afraid they have already crushed the siege from the Roman Legion of Agrinion. But because of your intervention, countless of them lost their relatives and friends in that battle, and finally chose to become my crafty Greek in humiliation. A vassal of people. So now, Your Excellency Pierre, do you think those French and Germans still have any good feelings for you, an Italian?"

"You, are you threatening me?"

"No, it's just a statement of an objective fact. Just to remind you, those Latins were only wooing you to stabilize you. If the entire Moriah is really overturned, Nafplio is now aloof Can the status really be preserved?" Justinian said meaningfully while squeezing the weakness of the man in front of him.

This undoubtedly pierced the pain of Baron Pierre-unlike the Genoese and Venetians, his mother Pisa could not be able to deter the crusaders who were mad at it.

The slightly ugly man sneered at Justinian and said, "So what? Anyway, you still didn't tell me what good it is to help you. If I really help you suppress those guys. , I’m afraid that Nafplio will be lost to me.”

This statement is undoubtedly equivalent to Pierre put aside all the pretense and Justinian's direct showdown, both sides are smart people, knowing the bottom line and intention of the two. Pierre knew that if Justinian really mastered the entire Moriah, then he would truly have the qualifications to compete for the Purple Crown, and he and Nafplion would inevitably become out-of-date existences. Regardless of the consequences, cooperating with the young man in front of him is completely seeking skin for tigers, and in the end he can only make wedding dresses for others, so he must force Justinian to make a promise to have enough bargaining chips at the future negotiating table.

But Justinian's next words surprised Pierre--

"You are right. After all this is over, Nafplio must return to the embrace of the empire, and all the Pizzas here will leave the city except for the permanent settlers. This is my last bottom line-in Moria All threats will be eliminated."

Such harsh conditions were hardly like Justinian would say, even Baron Pierre almost thought that there was something wrong with his ears, but it was obvious that the young man was not joking.

Just as the dumbfounded man was about to explode in silence, Justinian's voice rang in his ear again, but he was completely speechless. The nameless anger that had been in his heart was wiped out all at once. .

"Of course, in exchange, Thessaloniki can be loaned to Pisa for free for a period of 20 years. The empire I represent will not have any interference. As for the condition, I said before, borrow troops and then withdraw. Nafplion." Justinian calmly stated his conditions, but Baron Pierre was still immersed in the huge amount of information and couldn't help himself.

After a while, the man came back to his senses and said in a daze, "Thessaloniki? Are you serious!"

Never thought that Justinian would offer such a condition~www.ltnovel.com~ Compared with Thessaloniki, Nafplio is nothing more than a small village. You must know that it was the second largest city in the Roman Empire after Constantinople. Despite being ravaged by the war, it was still an extraordinary city. Justinian gave in like this, and Baron Pierre couldn't help but wonder if it was a fraud.

"Don't you want us to help you resist the threat from the north through Thessaloniki!" Pierre, who suddenly woke up to Justinian's intentions, said in surprise and anger, he almost had this The way of the kid.

But to his surprise, Justinian admitted frankly with his fingers crossed at this time: "It is true, but this is indeed the best result for you and me. Think about it, your home country, the Republic of Pisa. Now what kind of fields have been forced by the Genoese. If this continues, I can guarantee that you will be completely defeated by Genoa at sea for no more than 20 years. But with the blood transfusion of the city of Thessaloniki, 20 years Enough for you to resolve the current crisis. At that time, the high-ranking nobles in Pisa will not sit idly by and will definitely intervene directly. In this case, what else can you worry about?"

Justinian’s lobbying seems to have a unique magical power. The simple and clear Chen said that the pros and cons are enough to defeat the hesitation in the heart of the man in front of him. He too needs a chance to rise to the status of a nobleman, let alone today’s pizza. His motherland was indeed in crisis, and the price Justinian offered this time was really tempting.

"Okay, deal! Remember what you said, Justinian." Finally made up his mind, the man said.

And Justinian, who had already expected this, nodded slightly, smiled and said, "So happy to cooperate, Your Excellency Pierre."