With the fall of Argos, the armistice agreement between the vassal states of Achaia and Epirus was torn apart. And as Justinian expected, when he learned of all this, the entire vassal states of Achaia caused a stir. This was not as simple as the loss of a city. As a place connecting Corinth and the Peloponnese, the importance of Argos was self-evident. For the Latins at this time, nothing worse than being cut off by others. After learning about this, the Achaia nobles were shocked and angry, but they were more afraid of the little fox of Molia who they didn't know much.

At this time, in the fortress of Corinth, in the palace of the Great Marquis of William Chaplet, almost all the important nobles of the marquis gathered here, and they discussed wars in the north and south directions. Almost at the same time, the Roman army stationed in Thessaly also took the initiative to launch an attack on the Duchy of Athens, and the already weak Duchy of Athens could no longer resist the rapid sending of people to the Duchy of Achaia. Whether to send troops to rescue friendly countries or immediately recover lost territory, the nobles of the entire Achaia Majesty were arguing with each other.

But this is actually not a disagreement between the nobles, but a conflict between the Grand Marquis of William and the Palace Prime Minister of Gotford. William Chaplet, who has always been conservative in using military forces in the Roman Empire, firmly advocated the immediate recovery of Argos. However, as the Palace Prime Minister, Gotford did not support his monarch in front of him, and was completely contrary to it, and advocated leading the army to immediately rescue the city of Athens, besieged by the Romans.

On the hall of the palace, no one could convince the other party. In the palace, William and Gottfry, who were once close friends but now were monarchs and vassals, looked at each other, and neither said a word.

It has always been a debate among the nobles, but both of them knew that if this continues, there would be no result. Finally, William Chaplet, as the monarch, spoke slowly and said in a deep voice:

"This is the moment. I believe that the importance of Argos is, I think no one will not know. If the Greeks are allowed to take it down, the whole country will be in great danger. We should mobilize all our strength to recover Argos."

Marquis William, sitting on the throne, glanced at his vassals with majestic eyes and still insisted on his own opinion. This time the man did not make any concessions. When he learned that Viscount Sena had evacuated and threw away the city of Argos with his defeated troops, he felt a great sense of crisis. Obviously, the little fox of Molia was not as weak as they thought before. On the contrary, it was not just a little fox, but a grown-up kindergarten teacher who was ready to choose people to eat.

They had to kill this huge threat in the bud, but the palace minister Gotfry, who was sitting under him, stood up and expressed his opposition bluntly.

"I object to this, Your Highness! Now our energy should not be placed on the Greeks in the south at all. No matter how well they jump, it would be difficult to cause any substantial threat. The most important thing now is to rescue our allies in the north. This time, the Greeks should have been determined to take back Molia, and unless we can get the assistance of King Boniface and His Majesty Henry, if we continue to be trapped in Peloponnese, we will be waiting to die."

Gottfry's intention, which once again reiterated his point of view, was actually very simple, that was, to gamble and unite the Principal of Athens to counterattack the enemy in the north to open up a passage with the Kingdom of Thessalonika. Once they received assistance from the sectarian states in the north, all the difficulties they faced at this moment would be solved.

But Marquis William obviously did not see this, but said coldly: "Gottfrey, the Duke of Athens is not something we should care about. At this time, the Greeks are no longer as vulnerable as before. If the plan in the north fails, no one can bear the disastrous consequences." It can be said that this man was already dissatisfied with his former friend's arbitrary behavior to the point where he was unparalleled. And this time, he had decided not to give in.

For a moment in the entire palace, the nobles looked at the tense situation and didn't know what to do. Although everyone knew that the Grand Marquis who had no descendants had a chronic disease would undoubtedly be the Prime Minister of Gotforry after a hundred years. However, the conflict between the two sides had intensified. The Latin nobles who were all silenced quietly looked at the scene in front of them, and did not dare to make a statement easily.

However, even so, the Palace Prime Minister of Gotford still had no intention of giving in and said bluntly: "There is no need to worry about this, Your Highness, because the plan is absolutely foolish. Continuing to waste time in the south is a stupid act! Think about it, as long as we get reinforcements from King Boniface, the Greeks in the south will be just some clowns! And Athens, who received our assistance, will be grateful and finally choose to turn to our side."

Compared to the weak Marquis William's voice was more intimidating and tempting. Suddenly, there was a commotion among the nobles. They could not be unwilling to be moved by it. Although the fall of Argos in the south did shock them, the Romans in the northern Sesalis were now frightened, just like a sword of Damocles chosen above their heads. Once the Duchy of Athens fell, they would fall into great threat. The words of the Prime Minister of Gotforry undoubtedly made the nobles who were standing on the side of Marquis William. Looking at this scene, Marquis William's face changed slightly, and at this moment he also noticed the change in the attitudes between the nobles.

However, at this moment, when all the nobles showed a hesitant expression on their faces-

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Lord Gotfry, but as someone who has encountered our southern enemies twice, I hope you can listen to me..." A calm and low voice suddenly appeared in the palace.

The voice was not very loud, but it was very clear, without any timidity because of the tense atmosphere. A nobleman walked out of the crowd, but he was not a viscount or baron in the marquis' state, but a mere jazz?!

"You are—?" Gottfry turned his head slowly, his eyes unfathomable, "It's a surprise that a jazz is here."
Chapter completed!