Almost everyone's eyes gathered on Theodor Ducas not far away at the same time. It was obvious that most people had already agreed that this request was naturally the will of the prince, and it was impossible for a small samurai warrior to take his own initiative.

In this regard, Prince Theodor couldn't help but feel a urge to cry without tears at this moment, but he still gritted his teeth to acknowledge all this. Although this may make Genoa's favorable impression of him, just as Justinian said to him, if he couldn't seize the opportunity at this moment, the gap in strength between him and Mikhail Ducas will become larger and larger until it cannot be overcome. Instead of doing this, it's better to take a gamble and believe Justinian once. But despite this, the man was still a little nervous.

At this time, Emperor Mikhail, whose face was already ashen, did not say a word, but suddenly left the platform where he was.

Surrounded by countless servants and eunuchs, the emperor wearing purple crowns slowly walked into the center of the field, and there were fully armed guards around him. For a moment, the atmosphere was not only quiet but majestic but also a little nervous.

Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor was really angry...? The people present were talking, and looking at the Qinzhan warrior, I couldn't help feeling sorry. Although he was the pawn of Prince Theodor, if he died like this, it would be really unbearable. After all, such a warrior's performance in the martial arts competition had already conquered everyone.

Justinian, who was kneeling in armor and bowing to the emperor on one knee, looked up at the extremely grand ceremony in a cold mask, but was not controlled by the so-called emperor's sense of oppression. Just like in history, even if he gained power for a moment, this man was not a real king but a tyrant who stole the country.

Mikhail Ducas, who also looked at Justinian, was very complicated. He never expected that things would become like this. It would be fine if Theodor personally proposed it, but such a small Qinzha barbarian was so bold. He was not only curious about who the person under the mask was.

"Release your mask and answer my question!"

The man gave a cold order, and at this moment, Prince Theodor and Hendriel on the other side suddenly stumbled in their hearts. It would be bad if Justinian was recognized. However, they could not stop them. If they forced their intervention, they would arouse Mikhail's suspicion.

However, facing such a request, Justinian calmly accepted it and slowly took off the iron mask on his face, but it showed a rough face of the nomadic people. Prince Theodor, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't understand what was going on, but he had definitely the skills just now, justinian was definitely right.

Hendriel, who was standing beside him, naturally guessed that this was probably the masterpiece of his lady, just in case, he would not notice anything after disguising himself and his armor was on his body without careful observation.

Sure enough, Emperor Mikhail did not find anything wrong on that face, nor did he have any other doubts, so he asked slowly:

"What did you say just now? Repeat the request you said before to me!"

The emperor's voice was not very loud, but the audience was silent at this moment, which made Mikhail's expression not angry and powerful at this moment, making ordinary civilian nobles unable to help but lower their heads and dare not speak.

But Justinian, who was holding a sword on one knee, looked straight at the sinister eyes with his head raised and his chest. This feeling seemed familiar, exactly the same as when he and Alexa III looked at each other, but now his true reaction was incomparable to those at that time.

Seeing calm, Justinian calmly said: "I beg your Majesty to suspend the alliance agreement we reached with the Genoese, and clearly reject the unreasonable request of the Genoese to take advantage of the situation."

"Rareless - how can you, a martial artist, intervene in this kind of national affairs at will!" A shout sounded, but it did not come from Emperor Mikhail, but Valence Doyle, the commander of the Imperial Guard who was following him.

Griefly at Justinian, Valence stood up, "The Genoese are the sacred ally of the Empire. How could you, the dirty slander, take advantage of the fire to rob? Do you know that if your actions just now damage the friendship between the Empire and the Republic of Genoa, and if you are dragged out and hanged ten thousand times, it will be difficult to atone for your sins."

"But according to Vasily II and later Alexei I and John II, their golden seal edicts, weren't the Venetians also the most loyal sacred ally of the Empire? But what did the Venetians do in the end when the empire was most difficult? And what was the difference between the Genoese's request and the empire's lenientity against the Venetians at the time? Please think twice!" Justinian replied loudly as if nothing had happened to the intimidation of the commander of the Imperial Guard in front of him.

However, his words caused a large number of people to be disturbed. The great disgust of the Venetians, both the nobles and the civilians, all came from the preferential treatment of these foreigners by the central government of the empire, and their own people were suppressed everywhere. Although the Genoese now have military assistance, they are indeed what they need, but if they make them the second in Venice, they are not what they want to see.

Valence, who was refuted like this, was speechless after hearing this. He didn't know how to refute for a moment. After a while, he had to shout at Justinian, "You, the barbarian from the north, deserve to make unreasonable accusations in front of His Majesty! What is your intention? I think you are clearly a spy who has been infiltrated here to sow discord!"

As he said that, the man roared, and waited for Justinian to answer, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and tried to cut off his head. Justinian, who was neither dodging nor blocking, was about to stole the corpse on the spot. However, in this flash, there was only a "clang" sound of golden iron, and Prince Theodor who suddenly stepped forward drew out his sword to block the attack for Justinian.

"Arguing about the argument, what are you going to do? Lord Valens! His Majesty said in person that he wanted to satisfy this boy's wish, and no one could touch him before that." Theodor said coldly and blocked Justinian, which surprised Valens, who was shocked, and stuttered.

"Dear... Your Highness, you...you are..."

"Get back, Valens, I didn't let you interfere in this matter, don't stay here and continue to embarrass you." With a whisper, the majestic emperor spoke again, but he repelled the commander of the Imperial Guards beside him. Then the man looked at his younger brother and walked forward slowly, saying in a low voice:
Chapter completed!