"Sir Justinian, are you kidding, are you?" Fist looked at the young man in front of him with a surprised expression, and felt incredible.

At the banquet, Justinian still fiddled with the wine glass in his hand in an understatement and said lightly: "Of course not. As I said, instead of continuing to be frightened in such a place, why don't you try another way out? What's more, if this civil war continues, even if you want to be at peace, how long can this acre of three-point land be kept?"

Justinian's words seemed to have a unique attraction, which made Baron Fist, who was originally just a show at a banquet, and he couldn't help but be moved. He was just a little noble. Although he had been hoping to get a good deal with Justinian in exchange for benefits rather than really trying too much, Justinian now revealed the most worrying thing in him in one sentence, which made Fist a little eager to try, but he was a little hesitant. Because Fist still knew how much he was, a small baron at the border was not qualified to participate in the real aristocratic dispute.

But for some reason, deep down, Fist believed deeply what Justinian said to him just now.

On the other hand, Justinian did not force anything, but shrugged slightly, looked at the sky outside, stood up and said, "It's getting late, let's go here for the time being! As for the advice I just gave you, I hope you can think about it carefully."

“……Your Excellency Justinian…”

Baron Fest woke up as if he was dreaming, but it was too late to continue to try to keep him. Seeing that Justinian had already left the seat early with his subordinates, he couldn't say anything, and the original banquet was soon deserted, leaving only other nobles of Mizkot looking at each other.

On the side of Fist, his subordinates suddenly asked in a low voice: "Master Fist, should we pass the news here first to Grand Duke Borier..." Although the young man named Justinian claimed to be a friend of Grand Duke Borier, he did save the city of Mizcot, but it is better to confirm it again for caution.

However, this suggestion was quickly rejected by Baron Fest, who was also preparing to do this, "Don't report it for the time being, tell everyone below that there is no possibility of any leakage of anything that happens here."

"But if this is the case...if the Earl knows..." The surprised subordinate was very surprised to see the decision made by the Baron in front of him. It was obvious that Fest himself decided to do this at the beginning.

Fist, who had completely changed his mind at this time, waved his hand and said, "If something happens, I will be responsible for everything. Don't ask about it again." With a majestic attitude, no one questioned the man's decision and retreated one after another.

Seeing all the people around him leave, he was the only one in the empty hall, Fist's eyes became a little complicated at this moment. He picked up a cup of wine in front of him and drank it all, as if he had finally made a decision in his heart.

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"Sir Justinian, we are leaving like this? Did that guy really understand what you mean?" Ahlslan asked in a sceptical question. He had seen the skills of the Baron Fest and was a compliment to say that he was mediocre. He really couldn't understand Justinian's intention at the banquet. It was easy for such a weak Bulgarian nobleman to control him, so why bother with such a troublesome thing?

"Maybe that guy is not a qualified lord, but being able to survive in such a place at least proves that his head is still bright." Justinian replied half-taught with a teasing voice. At the banquet he already knew that the Baron Fest understood the implicit meaning in his words.

"But although you claim to be supporting Borier Assen for the throne of the Tsar, if the other party doubts..." Arslan couldn't help but worry. Although Justinian never said it, he didn't think that the adults in front of him would be bored to get involved in the civil war between the Bulgarians. It would be bad if the news that they appeared here was leaked by the Bulgarians.

But Justinian seemed very sure of this and said, "Don't worry, he wouldn't do that." Those who cherish their lives would not be willing to risk their lives. Justinian knew this better than Fist himself.

But on the other hand, the Turkic Arslan had a different idea. The eagle-like eyes showed a hint of ruthlessness and said, "If you want me, it is better to take this place directly as a place to settle down, and conquer the entire Paradonnaun while the Bulgarians were unable to take care of the civil unrest." According to Baron Fest, the Bulgarian nobles all went to Tournovo to help Ivan Assen and Boriel Assen compete for the throne of the Tsar, and they had the opportunity to take advantage of it.

Justinian shook his head and said, "Arslan, you think too simple. Don't forget our situation now. I naturally have the intention to do this." It seems that they have no danger to enter Bulgaria, which is trapped in civil war, but Justinian clearly knows that the preparations for this time are far from enough. The new Moria army and some old subordinates in his hand are not enough to shake the entire battle situation. Not to mention that there is the entire enemy of Ivan Assen, behind him, Mikhail Ducas and Theodor Ducas are still eyeing him. Ridiculously provoking a war will only die without a place to bury him, so he must do it with caution.

"But now the Bulgarians are unable to take care of themselves because of the civil war. This is obviously the best time for us to take action!" On the other side, Saleus, who was following Justinian, was also very puzzled. In their opinion, Justinian wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in Bulgaria to resolve the huge threat from the north of this empire, but now this lord has not acted for a long time. If this continues, the Bulgarians will decide the outcome and the winner will successfully integrate his strength to ascend to the throne of the Tsar.

But Justinian waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Everything has come to an end, and I have decided to complete something here. I have indeed come here, and the threat from Bulgaria is indeed to be eliminated, but at least it is not the time. Remember, without my order, no one is allowed to act rashly. Tomorrow morning, Arslan, you will send a scout to send messages to others to go to Mizkot immediately for reunion without any delay."

The young man spoke firmly, and Arslan and Saleus also looked at each other, and understood that Justinian in front of him was indeed impossible to be moved. Although he was a little unwilling to accept it, his absolute trust in Justinian calmed down and chose to obey.
Chapter completed!