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"Why are you still hesitating? Don't you think Justinian will really tolerate the conditions you made after solving the Latins?" Seeing Pierre hesitating, the man behind him said sarcastically .

But Pierre did not care at all because of the other party's ridicule, and said coldly: "I am just a businessman. Since I am a businessman, naturally the best thing is to buy it. At least so far, that kid is still The highest bidder."

"Hehe, a dilapidated Thessaloniki, even if you get it, you can't keep it in the current situation. Justinian is not at all safe, you really want to be fooled by him. "This man, who had already been impatient, would have been unwilling to continue entangled here if he hadn't had a mission in him.

But Pierre was still unmoved, "Because of this, I invited Justinian to come to discuss it. If he doesn't come, then I naturally have no choice but to cooperate with you."

"Hmph, do whatever you want!" The man who didn't get a satisfactory answer finally lost his patience, he spat and turned away. Since the pizza man in front of him won't make any reply before the news of Justinian's acceptance of the invitation, everything is in vain.

"Stupid!" The sneered man sneered at Pierre's innocence. No one could tell from Justinian's actions in Moria that this kid was imitating the way that Emperor Manuel had done. The lion devoured the wolf, step by step pulling out the foreign power entrenched in Moria. The front feet of the Venetians helped the Romans hit the Normans in Sicily, and the back feet were ruthlessly washed. If Pierre is still stubborn, then this is his fate.

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And finally, Pierre, whose ears are pure, can hardly settle down to weigh what to do in the future. At this time, he is no longer satisfied with being a foreign governor of the Republic of Pisa. What he longs for is to own a piece of land. In this way, even if he is still a vassal of Pisa City, he has gained great autonomy, so that he can strengthen himself and make his family rank among the great nobles.

In the past, this was just a kind of extravagant hope and dream, but the appearance of Justinian gave Pierre a glimmer of hope. Back then, the Venetians quickly rose to the ground with a paper edict of Emperor Alexius I and even became the gravediggers of the Roman Empire, so why not try it yourself! Nowadays, no one can ignore the power that Justinian controls, maybe he can really refer to Constantinople.

However, what the man just said was not wrong, and it was a very dangerous thing to bargain with that kid. Pierre did indeed see that what Justinian had to do was to uproot all the external forces in Moriah, and that independence like the nobles of the fief would never be allowed. However, Pierre still has his own cards, and he believes Justinian will never remain indifferent, that is the fleet in his hands.

Justinian had to rely on his navy. Without the support of the other side's sea to connect Thessaloniki, Justinian's current situation could not be sustained. In that case, Justinian could only be trapped in Moria and unable to show his skills, so Pierre did not believe Justinian would not bow his head in the current situation.

Standing on the sea wall, looking at his fleet in the port of Piraeus, Baron Pierre showed a smug smile on his face. He was going to see his new sailors who had shined in the previous battles.

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Set foot on the warship, this is a high-side sail boat, can accommodate 400 people barely underneath the ship, the Crusaders to the Holy Land rely on this kind of ship to deal with sea harassment and harsh natural environment, and this is Pierre The best ship in your hand. But Pierre did not give it to his pizza sailors, but made the group of Ross people the sailors of the fleet.

This is a necessary means. Of course Pierre understood that there was a risk. After all, the other party was a pirate before, but because of this, generous treatment would make them relax their vigilance and reduce the possibility of rebellion.

"Your Excellency Yaroslav, are you satisfied with everything?" Pierre asked happily, looking at the new captain appointed by his side.

"Of course I'm satisfied, Master Pierre. For us, a good boat is more powerful than an undressed wife." The Rose sailors laughed rudely.

"That's very good." Pierre frowned slightly, but nodded. "In a few days we will have a distinguished guest coming over. I will leave you some things to do. Your Excellency Yaroslav, hope you don’t it disappointed me."

"No problem, you have the final say." The Captain Ross still looked disrespectful, but Pierre can only count on him. After all, he can't guarantee whether he can talk to Justinian. So he must prepare in advance, he doesn't want to be pushed to complete passiveness by Justinian like last time.

After reviewing everyone on the ship one by one, Pierre was very satisfied looking at these brave Ross warriors. He accidentally met this group of robbers on an island. According to them, they were Ross fur traders. As a result, Constantinople fell two years ago. They lost their money and had to be pirates. . And this just attracted Pierre's attention to these Ross people who had no trouble with the Greeks before, most of them even only speak Slavic, which made him more at ease than the others.

At this time, Pierre's gaze fell on a young man among the group of brawny Ross men. Unlike the other burly warriors with big beards, this long handsome boy with light-colored hair looked out of place.

"Is he?" There was a suspicion on Pierre's face.

Yaroslav laughed and hugged the boy beside him, and said: "His name is Igor, and he is the most capable of all of us here. We still learn Greek from him."

"In that case, he can read and write." Pierre was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there would be such a presence among the muscular Ross people, but this made him even more suspicious of the young man named Igor.

At this time, facing Pierre’s gaze, the light-haired boy named Igor introduced himself calmly:

"Yes, Master Pierre. My father used to be... and was a Greek merchant's scribe in Khazalia. So I also learned to read and write the Greek language and script since I was a kid. Later, when the disaster of nomads came to our hometown I have to live here."

Pierre was shocked when he heard the disaster of the nomads. It was three years ago, on the northern shore of the Black Sea, where the settlement of Byzantine merchants was attacked by barbarians. It was wiped out overnight. It is said that none of the people in the city survived. With that said, the young man in front of him is actually one of the few survivors.

Pierre calculated the time ~www.ltnovel.com~ and it was indeed just right, and he had to ask what more, when a soldier hurriedly boarded the deck. Seeing the soldier handed the letter in Pierre's hand, a strange color appeared on Pierre's face. It was the letter sent back by the messenger he sent to Argos.

There's news from Justinian!

Pierre quickly opened the letter, and looking at the content of the letter, the man's face showed an unquenchable joy. Justinian really agreed to go to the banquet. Then, in this case, the other party might really agree to him. condition. The overjoyed Pierre could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

And this scene was already in full view by another man who had been observing Pierre's every move.

"Hmph, that fool's face is almost full of happiness." The man looked at it coldly and still didn't forget the sarcasm, and he had already roughly guessed the content of Pierre's secret letter at this moment.

"Justinian, I didn't expect you to be able to calm down. Then since you are here, don't think about going back this time." The man said quietly, his eyes full of chill.