Eagle Flag of Epirus

In Constantinople at dawn, the sunlight from the Golden Horn also made the originally sleepy land seem to have been awakened, but row upon row of tall buildings still blocked the ray of light from illuminating the darkness in the depths. There are few people on the streets at this time, and the misty fog gives people an unreal feeling.

Andrea Doria looked up at the still lifeless sky, and at the slightly cold dawn, Andrea did not feel sleepy.

"It's a magical country!" Andrea walked past the thick and dilapidated stone wall, and experienced thousands of years of vicissitudes. From Byzantium in the classical era to Constantinople today, every building is different. They were built in the same era, but they all seem to tell people the glory of their era.

Since coming to this city, he likes to walk on the stone-brick road like this, alone, enjoying the peace. Perhaps it was because he stayed in the restless Genoa for a long time, which made him even more fond of this city with the breath of classical empire. It is indeed the queen of the cities. Although the Pope Rome still retains the glory of the Roman imperial era, it is no longer the Rome of the year.

Andrea walked across a small bridge, which is the junction of the central city of Constantinople and the Genoese settlement, although there are also concessions established here by the Genoese in the pre-empire era and the Greeks reached an agreement. But nominally it is still the rule of the Latin Empire, and it has not been recognized by the so-called Roman Emperor.

This area has a long history, at least a hundred years, and the contrast between the Italian style and Constantinople here seems out of place, the strange national culture is full of Western colors, and the towering Catholic church is located here. Place. Although it was affected by the Latin massacre during the Crusades, it was once attacked by the Greeks, but it is still prosperous.

Not far away, just one avenue apart, on the other part of the city, the golden flag of St. Mark was flying in the air. It was the settlement of Venice in Constantinople. This was an arrangement made by the Latin Empire not long ago. , Apparently a silent protest against Genoa’s previous cooperation with Mikhail of Epirus. But Andrea is not worried, as long as they continue to live in the mansion placed by the other side, Constantinople will not act rashly.

Since the accident on the Golden Horn, Andrea, who has not brought his sister back, has been asked to stay in Constantinople as Genoa's ambassador to the Latin Empire. This seems to be a great honor on the surface, but Andrea knows that this is the greatest punishment that the above-mentioned people have done for their dissatisfaction. He is far away from the city of Genoa and has nothing here. If he has been refrigerated like this, Andrea will be completely far away from the center of power before long.

Back to his home, Andrea stopped at this moment.

As soon as he walked through the gate, Andrea noticed something was wrong, because there was no guard at the iron gate in front of his embassy and the gate was concealed. Such an abnormal scene made Andrea restlessly put his hand on the hilt hidden under the coat. Although he realized the abnormality, Anthony didn't notice the danger, so he walked in alone. Looking at the weird silence in the garden, the genius was just getting bright.

Both the office and the security office were empty. Andrea walked to the spiral staircase and looked up to the second floor. There was the office of the Genoese envoy. In addition to him, there should be those people under his hands, but now They are nowhere to be seen.

When Andrea's leather boots just stepped on the steps, a cold and sharp sword was put on his neck from behind. As long as he dared to do anything rashly, blood would be splashed on the spot.

"You still don't have the most basic sensitivity to your surroundings, Andrea. The first thing to do when you find an anomaly is to get rid of any potential threats. This is what you have told you since you were a child." There was a grim voice, and an elegant old man walked out of the room slowly wearing a bathrobe.

"It's you, uncle."

Looking at the old man Andrea, whom he knew so well before him, seemed very calm. To be precise, he had been waiting for each other, because Andrea knew that this man would never give up on himself. After all, "Doria’s family Never make a loss-making business".

Constance Doria looked at the nephew in front of him and nodded, and said with a slight approval: "It seems that you have been waiting for me a long time ago."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, dozens of attendants wearing the same gray coats surrounded Anthony.

Antonia swept through the corner of her eye for a week to see the uniforms on their bodies, and said hesitantly: "This is someone from the family?" Although he hadn't seen this uniform, their clothes were Dolly. There is nothing wrong with the unique family crest of the sub-family, but what is the purpose of such a battle? Is it to blame yourself?

Behind, the long sword that had been resting on Andrea's neck was removed, and the man behind him walked up to Andrea and revealed his real face. Unexpectedly, even Andrea saw the face and his clothes in shock.

"Fernan?!" From now on, the one who pointed his sword at him turned out to be his most trusted assistant, and went with him to Constantinople, Baron Fernan, who was also the messenger of Genoa.

"Sorry, Mr. Andrea." Fernan glanced at Andrea with a guilty look, stopped speaking, and retreated into the crowd. And this kind of answer is enough for Andrea. Obviously, he has actually been loyal to the Doria family. He is very familiar with this kind of thing. In the Doria family, he will go through fire and water for his own position. Invincible, the upstart Baron Fernand was underestimated by everyone at the beginning, but in fact he had already taken refuge in Constance Doria a long time ago.

"In the past two months, your every move is under my control. Do you know that your behavior will be spurned by everyone in the family, Andrea?" Constance yelled, looking in the gray-haired old man's eyes. Filled with the determination of a lion, it is frightening.

If ordinary people are subjected to such pressure, I am afraid that any secrets in their hearts will be revealed ~www.ltnovel.com~ But in the face of such questions, Andrea seems very calm.

"My uncle, I have always abide by your teachings to me. I think that as a Doria, even if it is not worthy of respect, I will not shame the family and shame you. Please give me an explicit statement." At the moment, Andrea's voice was as calm as usual, which made Baron Fernan see all this and sweat on his forehead-betraying the family, this charge is enough to make any Doria family child to pieces. This high-ranking Lord Constance arrived here secretly not far away, not for a simple matter.

However, Andrea, who was surrounded by a crowd, showed no panic on that perfect face.

One old and one young, two Doria looked at each other in silence, after a long while it seemed that a long time had passed. Knowing that Constance had put on the cloak sent by his servants, this broke the silence between the two sides, and saw that the guards who had surrounded Andrea waved back and let them leave. Only the uncle and nephew were left in the room.

After taking a deep look at Andrea, Constance suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself: "Maybe I am really old. You twins, I can't see through it. "

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