Eagle Flag of Epirus

"How do you feel. Your Royal Highness?" Justinian asked, looking at Odosia, who had gone from fever. At this time, they had returned to the city of Tripolis from the monastery on the mountain. As soon as they noticed something was wrong, the group of elders who were observing secretly sent the hot-blooded Royal Princess back to the city, making Justinian who was present at that time dumbfounded. After all, it seemed that there was no major problem. The doctor from Saracens only prescribed a few doses of medicine and it was effective. In this regard, the Arabs at this time were obviously much better than the Europeans who only had bloodletting.

On the bed, Odosia, who seemed to be more energetic than before, smiled and relieved: "Don’t worry, it’s okay. It’s obviously not that serious this morning, but I just feel a little tired on my body. As a result, you are in a mess. , Worrying for a long time." Trying to make Justinian feel at ease, but what a woman says like this is not convincing. The pale cheeks with unhealthy skin color are clear in Justinian’s eyes. Obviously Ou Dosia's body is still a bit weak, especially after he asked the doctor about the diagnosis, he was even more sure of this. However, the optimistic emperor still forced herself.

Unable to expose the other's white lies, and unwilling to interrupt her rest, Justinian nodded and ordered the people below to take good care of Odosia's body.

"Well, in this case, please take care of your body. You don't have to worry about my affairs for the next thing. It's most important to have a good rest now." Justinian asked carefully, and Justinian slowly left the room. , And the moment he closed the door, his face became terrifyingly low.

From that day when he rescued Princess Odosia and her daughter, Justinian found that Odosia's body seemed to be something wrong. He is only in his twenties, but he has been inexplicably unconscious and drowsy these days. At first, he thought he was affected by the rebellion and was a little weak, but now he feels something is wrong. . Because in comparison, Helena, who was still a child, was playing hide-and-seek with the maids in the yard below, even if Odosia's body was weak. This feeling makes Justinian feel very uncomfortable at this moment, and there is always a very uneasy feeling.

At this time, the sound of footsteps coming from behind interrupted his ongoing thinking, and saw a Latin man hurriedly walking towards him. It was Baptiste who was loyal to him. He has been since the rebellion subsided. Taking over the responsibilities of the dead Leo’s garrison chief to help him deal with the aftermath of Tripolis, including the compensation of the victims and the liquidation of the rebels, and more importantly, the full authority to represent himself and assist him to quell the rebels this time. The nobles bargained. It must have been something important when I rushed to see it at this time, and Justinian had to temporarily set aside Odosia's affairs.

"Is there anything you want to tell me, Baptiste?" Justinian asked, calmly. If he guessed correctly, Baptiste’s purpose should be about the Latins, and he was already mentally prepared. After all, this time the Latin was grateful for not taking advantage of the fire to rob him, so no matter how loud the other party speaks, he can't say anything.

However, Baptiste’s answer surprised Justinian——

"It's about the aftermath. The pension has been paid in accordance with your instructions and in accordance with the standard. Finally, the money you gave me is barely enough. It is just that when will you send me the expenses for the repair work after the war? A lot of money."

From beginning to end, the Latin man in front of him didn't mention a word about the Achaean troops who hadn't left the city. Could it be that they hadn't thought about the conditions they wanted to make? Justinian didn't think so. For those Latin nobles, now is a good time to get out of the control of the empire. These guys can't be indifferent.

"Okay, don't worry about the money, I will get it in place as soon as possible, but this time you will never come here just for such trivial things, right? I entrusted you to negotiate with His Royal Highness Charlie Chapulitt before. Right? It helped me so much, it's impossible not to pay for it!" said in a half teasing tone, Justinian shrugged, and simply chose the showdown to open the door. He doesn't like to whistle around at this time.

However, Baptiste shook his head and replied: "The Marquis Charlie Chapulitt asked me to tell you that they have no requirements, just fulfill their obligations. You only need to keep your previous promises. Yes. Tomorrow they will drive back to Corinth City ~www.ltnovel.com~It's that simple?" Justinian looked at Baptiste with surprise, some couldn't believe it.

However, Baptiste nodded calmly and said: "It's that simple. Perhaps for you, the Latins would make such a move is beyond your estimation, but the reason for His Royal Highness Charlie's rejection of public opinion. It's so innocent—I hope I will return your favor."

After speaking, the Latin man in front of him salutes Justinian deeply, and then quietly retreats, leaving Justinian standing alone, silently savoring what Baptiste said, indeed now The Latins entrenched in the land of the Empire were the greatest enemy in the eyes of the people of Byzantium, so that the hatred could not be eliminated for the next two hundred years, and now standing at the cusp of this historical turning point, Justinian couldn’t help thinking, himself. Is it possible to change all of this?

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But all this is not what Justinian should be concerned about for now, and soon he broke free from this layer of thinking. The most important thing now is to regain lost ground and reconsolidate and build this fragmented empire. Now, Justinian has barely completed the first step. Although the process is difficult, he has finally basically completed the integration of the entire Moria area. This rebellion has rationalized the old nobles to be completely suppressed and annihilated, and their original family’s The power was reintegrated and held firmly in Justinian's hands. Through reforms, the first batch of new military aristocrats that emerged during the war also gave Justinian a true base of his own. And everything that follows is a brand new beginning. What Justinian will face is no longer these little fights now, but a full-scale war in the true sense, and his future enemies will also give him unprecedented pressure.

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