Eagle Flag of Epirus

When I came to Argos again, I was a little shocked to see the Viscount Senna and Sir Baptiste in front of them. This city has been completely different from what they saw in half a month. The previous depression was completely wiped out, and even the Latin immigrants in the city were obviously not affected much by the arrival of Justinian.

　　 "It's a terrible guy, and the more important thing is that he is still very young..." Viscount Sena murmured, his eyes filled with emotion, it can be said that there is nothing worse than this to regard this kid as an enemy. He finally understands why his deputy Baptiste has been discouraging him not to be an enemy easily. The so-called seeing the slightest knowledge, just watching the other party can manage the city of Argos in an orderly manner, Senafanis has the ability of Justinian. A new understanding.

　　 That kid deserves the nickname, fortunately, he doesn't need to worry about this now because of his mistakes.

　　 After receiving the assistance of the Turkic cavalry, Senna and his team successfully escaped from Corinth and finally reached the Roman-controlled Moria area. Now in the familiar and unfamiliar city of Argos, at least they don't have to worry about being in danger anymore.

Just looking at the Roman army guarding here, Viscount Senna is still a little mixed. As the nobleman of the Marquis of Achaia, he has not easily escaped before, but now he has to rely on the empire. Asylum, it's really ironic when I think of it!

　　 "Are we really going to take refuge in the Greeks?" Viscount Sena whispered to Sir Baptiste in the words of his motherland. Although he had to do it, he still had some resistance in his heart.

But Sir Baptiste’s attitude was the opposite. "Isn’t this our only choice, my lord?" He gave the sleeping boy in his arms a gesture, and saw the man continue: "Ge You've seen Tefrey's method. With the support of the Venetians, he did not have the slightest softness. Now it is not that we betray the Hou country voluntarily, but now we really have no place to stand."

　　 Speaking of these words immediately reminded Viscount Senna of the **** and horror that night. That's right, the brutal cleansing of the Gottfried Palace had completely eliminated all the nobles who opposed his standing at the Marquis William. There is no trial, no defense or even the gallows, and countless people fall to the ground. There was a bitter cold in my heart, and his deputy was right that they had no place to stand in the Achaia Marquis. What Gottfrey did cannot be said to be in the crusade countries. For example, the usurpation of the Principality of Edessa is a precedent, but this time the cruel methods of this man made Senafanis also feel terrified. Look at sleeping again. Little Charlie, who was already exhausted physically and mentally, had no choice but to sigh and nodded helplessly.

　　 "Then what about this kid?"

"It depends on whether he is willing to spend his life in an ordinary life or inherit the legacy of the Marquis William to continue the name of Chapulite." Baptiste shrugged, but this understatement seemed incomparable in Viscount Senna's ears. It was ear-piercing, because it was undoubtedly a huge burden for the little boy in front of him.

　　 And just as the two were talking, unknowingly, the Turkic people in front of them had brought the group to the residence where Justinian was.

　　 I saw the Turkic Arslan and Leo’s defense chief outside the door already waiting for them, watching the arrival of Viscount Sena and his party, Leo’s defense chief came to them, and spoke slowly:

　　 "Welcome to you, we meet again, Sir Senna, Sir Baptiste."

　　 "There is nothing to welcome, but it's just a group of dogs seeking refuge in the funeral home." As soon as Leo's defense commander's voice fell, Arslan sneered coldly on the side.

　　 Obviously, as a kind middle-aged man, Leo's defensive commander obviously has a better attitude than Arslan who is full of blood.

　　Before the Battle of Argos, both parties had known each other, and Baptiste and Senafanis also remembered this very brave Turkic man under Justinian. But the stabbing in the other party's words obviously made Baptiste and Viscount Senna start to feel a little bit surprised. Cenafanis was about to get angry but was stopped by Baptiste on the side.

At this moment, seeing Viscount Senna behind him, Sir Baptiste stood up and said in a humble tone: "It's just a defeated soldier, and we are already grateful for being able to receive Your Excellency. Here we have something to do. I want to see Lord Justinian, please be able to introduce me." Obviously, he didn't take the remarks of Arslan into his heart.

This made Leo’s defensive chief look a little awkward before, so he was somewhat relieved, and he had a better feeling for the two Latins in front of him, and then nodded and said: "Then you two, please come with me~www.readwn .com~Master Justinian is also waiting for two people inside!"

With that said, Leo’s defense chief stretched out his hand, and the heavily armed guards behind him also let go and opened the gate of the fortified palace. Senafanis and Baptiste followed Leo’s defense commander and Arslan along with them. Got into it. They were shocked by everything inside. The layout of this mansion in only half a month has been completely different from the previous renovation. The layout makes them completely unrecognizable. The unfamiliar environment will invisibly aggravate the pressure in people's hearts, even if Baptiste, who had always been cautious, was also a little uneasy. What was waiting for them after that, they didn't know anything at this moment.

　　 As the opponent walked through the long corridor, Baptiste and the others finally followed Leo's defense to a gate. I saw Leo's defense strode forward and gently knocked on the door of the room.

　　 Then a familiar voice sounded and asked: "Who is it?"

　　 "It's me, Lord Justinian, they have arrived." Leo's defense commander also replied respectfully, without overstepping.

"Come in!" Just listening to Justinian's majestic voice sounded in the room, causing Baptiste and Viscount Senna outside the door to tremble slightly at the same time, an indescribable majesty shrouded in their hearts, and At this time, the little Charlie beside them had already woke up trembling.

　　 Only a heavy voice sounded, the bronze door was pushed open, and everything in the room fell into the eyes of the doubting Viscount Senna and his group. This is not a gorgeous hall or other special place, but a small library. All kinds of books piled up on the high bookshelves blocked their sight. For a time, everyone only heard the sound and didn't see them.