Twenty minutes ago, when Justinian walked away, Bantic had decided to terminate the idea of ​​continuing negotiations with Justinian.

But at this moment, Christopher walked in.

"Agree to that boy's request, Bantic!"

"Mr. Christopher?!" Bantic was surprised. He really didn't expect Christopher to make such a decision.

In fact, Christopher was the leader of this team, but Bantic never expected that this old man would actually be willing to speak to the Greeks he hated most, not to mention that the decision to give up the tax exemption would be too much of a concession.

"But this is too cheap for this kid!"

But the one-eyed old man shook his head and said: "No, Mr. Bantic, I have thought about it for a long time. The kid Andrea is not such a naughty and willful little guy. Since he gave the Dorian gold coin to that Greek

The kid must have his reasons."

Christopher knew the young man best. He was not only the Doria family, but also the best young generation in Genoa. His giving of the exclusive oath gold coin, which must be important and only this one, to Justinian was by no means random.

of.

"But..." Bantic was still unwilling.

But Christopher gave Bantic a cold look, "Don't let me say it a second time, execute my order——"

"Yes." There was a feeling of fear in his heart, and Bantic understood that since this adult had said so, he could only accept it.

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At this time, Bantic stood in front of Justinian, unwilling to accept anything but agreed to Justinian's previous conditions.

"You... agreed?" Justinian was also a little surprised. He looked at Bantik in front of him. Although the man's eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, Bantik still changed his mind.

This is too smooth, isn’t it?!

"Yes, the Genoese are true to their word. I agree to your request, but I also have one of my conditions." Bantic did not exactly follow Christopher's ghost, but put forward another condition.

It was really intolerable to allow Justinian to take advantage of him.

And Justinian also understood that it was not that easy, but now that it had reached this point, it was time for him to make some concessions!

"What conditions!"

"Tariffs can be levied, but the tax rate must be negotiated, and at the same time, most-favored-nation status should be granted for three years, how about?" Bantic sneered in his heart, so that he could minimize Genoa's losses, and three years later Ilovan

A temporary transfer station like Fort is of no value.

After making the plan, Bantic couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Justinian frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about, but he also knew that this was probably the opponent's bottom line, but Justinian was also aware of Bantic's sinister intentions.

Gee, it’s really difficult to deal with!

"Okay, I agree to your terms, Lord Bantic." Justinian nodded. What Ilovan Castle needs most at this time is the injection of new blood, so as to attract the influx of refugees, so that his

Only then can strength grow.

"So I'm very happy that we finally reached a consensus. Then let's sign a written agreement as soon as possible!" The man stretched out his hand. Although he said this, there was no smile on Bantic's face. Justinian was so little.

Concessions did not satisfy the man at all.

Likewise, Justinian had no expression on his face. He shook hands with Bantic and replied:

"I'm also very happy with..."

But before Justinian finished speaking, a warning bell suddenly sounded outside, interrupting the conversation between the two.

This is an alarm for the enemy to come. Could it be that the pirates are coming back to take revenge at this time? But is this too soon?

Justinian couldn't help but feel doubtful. At this moment, a soldier who hurried in ran in in a panic.

I saw him reporting breathlessly: "No... no, it's... they are Turks. A group of Turks are approaching us."

Turks? Hearing the answer from his men, Justinian couldn't help but be surprised. How could a Turk come here at this time? It was too strange. While shocked, Justinian couldn't help but be a little scared.

What happened was beyond his expectation, and it was too difficult to deal with the Turks with just the few troops he had.

"Approximately how many people are there?" Justinian still maintained his composure at this moment. He had to get the accurate situation.

"More than a thousand!"

"More than a thousand? Are they from His Excellency Murad?" Beside Justinian, Captain Leo also took a breath of air. They couldn't deal with such a large number of Turks and even defended the castle.

They are all very reluctant, and the villagers in the village must be in trouble.

For a moment, the temperature in the room seemed to drop to freezing point, and Justinian's expression suddenly became gloomy.

He had no idea that something like this would happen at this juncture...

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At the same moment, the extremely dangerous Turkic cavalry are also galloping around. They are Theodor's exclusive mercenaries. It can be said that they have always been an important force in Agrinion, but recently the contradiction between the two has become...

It's getting bigger and bigger.

"Lord Murad, do we really want to do this?" The adjutant on the side looked at his leader and asked uneasily. After receiving Theodor's cold recovery, Murad, the leader of the Turkic mercenary army, was furious.

, and led the army here to loot the nearby villages.

"Humph, this bastard Theodor bullies people too much. Does he think I'm really afraid of him?" the middle-aged Turkic man said with a sneer, "We worked so hard for him to lick the blood from our knife heads, but he is actually like this

Stingy, if that’s the case, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Murad was determined. He already wanted to break up with Theodore, but before that, he had to at least give these Greeks a look.

But Murad's men were a little worried. After all, they were Turks and would there be any accidents if they did this on the territory of these Greeks? After all, they had no choice but to leave their hometown and serve as mercenaries for the pagans.

But Murad, who saw the hesitation of his men, roared angrily: "What are you afraid of? You cowards, don't you have the courage? If we don't stay here, we will have other places. At worst, if we go south, there will always be people who need our strength. When the time comes,

There are plenty of money and women, do you understand?"

Murad roared angrily, and for a moment, all the Turkic soldiers under his command cheered up.

"Understood!"

"Okay, target, burn all these small villages for me!" Murad gave the order with a ferocious smile, and the Turkic cavalry that came and went like the wind pounced on Iroh, who had just recovered, like hungry wolves.
Chapter completed!