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Chapter 52 Ready to go

"Huh, it seems that although there are twists and turns, at least it has successfully stopped Emperor Mikhail's ambitions and the Genoese's plans. All of this is attributed to you, Lord Justinian." Looking at the dispersed crowd, Hendriel, who came to see off his farewell, thanked Justinian sincerely.

However, Justinian, who had already removed his disguise, asked indifferently: "You said you would succeed in stopping it? I'm afraid it may not be that simple..." Justinian, who was sitting in the carriage, looked into the distance behind him, and the corners of his mouth were filled with coldness, which made Hendriel, who was confused, confused.

"But after this trouble between the two sides... the alliance between the two sides has to be temporarily suspended?" Hendriel said. In public, Genoa's mission announced that it would temporarily stop the alliance between the two countries and continue to move into negotiations, but Justinian, who had already defeated the other party's intentions, seemed not happy at all.

At this time, Antonia Doria, who was sitting next to Justinian, suddenly spoke: "Uncle Hendriel, if the two sides broke down, they would be willing to send an army to provide free assistance. Do you think this is possible? At least I have never been so generous in my motherland." At this moment, this Italian girl who grew up in Genoa also noticed the abnormality.

"So say...this is the case..."

"It's just a way to retreat into advance. The Genoese's real intentions are not the so-called trade privilege. What they have always wanted is the Galatians and the Golden Horn Bay. And if the empire recovered Thessalonika with their help this time, I'm afraid Mikhail will take the opportunity to agree to the Genoese's conditions without being obstructed as before." Justinian, who had revealed the mystery in one sentence, discovered the Genoese's actual plans at the beginning. Unfortunately, the Roman nobles were full of people who did not truly realize the importance of the Black Sea. Not only did they not mention this matter from beginning to end, but they were not prepared at all.

"What should I do..." Hendriel couldn't help but feel a little worried when he heard Justinian say this.

"It depends on whether our Prince Theodor can achieve greater military achievements in the attack on Thessalonica's Latins. Otherwise, without enough strength, we will not be able to compete with the consolidated co-governor emperor." Justinian said calmly and suddenly woke up Hendriel, who was still a little confused.

Hendriel nodded quickly and agreed, "Don't worry, this matter is covered by me, and I will tell the prince word by word."

"Then let it go, Hendrielle. After the matter here is over, I will go back to Igumenita to summon the army and prepare for the appointment." Justinian, who was sitting in the carriage, was also ready to let the coachman drive away. Although he had a disguised identity, it was still risky to stay here.

Hendriel, who understood this, also nodded, and hesitated slightly, first looked at Antonia Doria on the other side and then looked at Justinian for the final farewell, "Miss Antonia, please ask you, please protect her carefully."

"Don't worry, the person who can do this girl may not have been born yet!" Justinian responded angrily, but it was still equivalent to agreeing to Hendriel's request. Although he was called the little fox, he could still keep his promise at least what he agreed to.

Then he bid farewell to Hendriel, and Justinian and Antonia, who were in a carriage, set out on the way back to Rusnina.

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On the way back, Justinian didn't say a word. The taciturn young man was thinking about what was happening in his heart.

The girl who finally couldn't help but sighed and said, "Our Governor Justinian, you are not still blaming me, right?"

"Do you have any reason not to blame me, Miss Antonia? You probably had already expected all this at the beginning?"

On the side, Antonia felt embarrassed to owe him, spread her hands and said, "This is nothing to do. After all, there is no real backbone in the Roman Empire now, and a few people who hold power care more about the immediate interests. My uncle's intention was essentially a temptation, and everything just now proved their guess. I didn't expect it to be like this at first, and it was not until later that I knew what was going on."

Looking at the beautiful face of the graceful Italian girl in front of her, who could have thought that this was a dangerous rose? Justinian said angrily: "So Genoa has no intention of forming an alliance from the beginning, right?"

"Yes, it can be understood that once all such harsh conditions are really agreed, it is no different from the vassal. No monarch of any country would be so stupid. They expected this result from the beginning. In fact, my mother country is not yet ready to officially break up with the Venetians, so the alliance itself is a cover. Even if Prince Theodor does not attack, I believe that the mission will deliberately leak the content of the alliance agreement, leaving the alliance in vain. After all, the remaining forces in the empire are indeed the best pawns now. Unfortunately, before someone can integrate and unify it, they are destined to be unable to become a real ally." Antonia Doria admitted without any concealment of Justinian's question, obviously she had already expected Justinian to wake up at the end of the matter.

Looking at the eyes that were as blue as myself, Justinian couldn't help but hold his forehead helplessly and said, "It's true that you've made a move! So if I guess correctly, the Genoese actually had such contact with Lascaris of Nicea and Komuning of Tripolis!"

"Yes, after all, everyone who may become the future Roman emperor is the object that Genoa will win over." Justinian's precise guess made Antonia slightly stunned. In fact, Nicia and Trabizon's contact was even earlier than Epirus, because before Justinian recovered Molia in one fell swoop, Epirus was the least favored.

"It really fits your Genoese's speculative style!" Justinian, who received a positive answer, snorted coldly and mocked.
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