Above the rough sea, ships are jogging towards their destinations in a distance.

When Justinian's eyes fell on the contents of the letter Nurdin gave him, his mood was as upset as these waves because this was the worst thing for him at the moment.

"Now you understand your situation, Lord Justinian!" Looking at Justinian's expression that could no longer calm down, Assassin's reaction to him had already been clear.

Justinian was silent for a moment, regained his calmness, and slowly looked up and said, "If it is true, it is indeed a big trouble for me, but why should I believe that what is said in this letter is true?"

Looking at the other party quietly, Justinian did not believe what the other party said. According to the letter, Mikhail Ducas is trying to win over the Latin nobles in Corinth and Athens to plot against the entire Molia, and Theodor Ducas also recruited surrender and rebelled in Macedonia. Thessalonika, who is undoubtedly under his control, will definitely become a thorn in his eyes. Once the truth is true, Justinian's bargaining chips that are qualified to revive the empire will no longer exist, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Not only the city, money, food, and horses, but also the grand duke Anastasius and Princess Odosia, mother and daughter will also face danger. They are the most important people to Justinian. Even if they are inhumane, losing them means that Justinian, who has no aristocratic blood, will have no status in the entire empire.

But can he really believe what the letter said? After all, he really couldn't think of why Nicaia, who had had a holiday with him, took the initiative to extend an olive branch at this time.

"That adult said that you would never believe it easily, so she showed enough sincerity this time." As he said that, Nurdin took off a black horn from his waist and blew a strange and long tone, which echoed through the clouds and woke up a sleeping person on the boat.

"Look, that's it!"

After rubbing his sleepy eyes, the soldier who was standing still suddenly widened his eyes.

At some point, a fleet of ships followed behind them was sailing towards them. The ship was filled with torches and lights were brightly lit, without any intention of hiding their own traces. Everyone was shuddering when the ship had followed them.

"Prepare to fight! The helmsman turns the ship's side, and the crossbowman prepares!"

The vigilant Genoa sailors responded immediately with their rich sea experience, but when they were about to attack the suspicious ship in front of them, they were stopped by Justinian who came.

"What does this mean?" Justinian asked unhappily at Nurdin behind him. He didn't like the feeling of being secretly tampered with it. Although he didn't know who the manipulator behind all this was, it was obvious that the other party was in control of the negotiations between the two parties.

"This is the sincerity of that lord." Nurdin replied sternly, "I think it's already a hundred thousand in a hurry whether it's Molia or Thessalonika, and your main force is still stationed in Thessalonika and the whip of Molia. I think the two thousand troops on this ship are exactly what you need, right?"

A Niceian fleet! The sailors and the warriors on the ship have a total of two thousand warriors! With such a big deal, who can mobilize this resource?

After a while of silence, Justinian slowly asked, "I think such generous sincerity should not be free, right?"

"Of course, that lord said, I will lend you this for the time being, and you will naturally be repaid in the future, as a future investment. However, the price she gave is better than the two brothers Ducas. I believe you will accept it." Nurdin said confidently, confident that Justinian would never refuse such conditions. After all, these two thousand elite Nicean soldiers have already controlled the current situation.

But to his surprise, Justinian just remained silent for a moment and refused his proposal without hesitation.

"No, thank you for sending you to provide me with such important news. But her other kindness makes me thank you indecent."

"What did you say... I heard it right now, right? Justinian, you should know how important a fleet is to you now." Unexpectedly, after Justinian's choice, Nurdin looked at the other person in front of him incredibly.

"Of course you heard it right. Thank you for your kindness for me, but please tell him that if you talk about cooperation, I don't like this way of hiding and being controlled by others. This is my reply."

Justinian indeed refused the help he needed the most at this moment, which made Nurdin, who was an assassin, feel that the guy in front of him was crazy... But those deep eyes like a pool of water had already given Nurdin the answer. This Molia's little fox was not joking.

"This is your own choice, I am just a messenger. But I still have to say that a person who is too arrogant cannot live long in the cruel place now. No matter who he is, if he only fights like a lone wolf, then the end will be miserable. That's all, then there will be a period of time, Lord Justinian." Nurding disappeared with a shock and said lightly. Since the matter has been unable to be discussed, it is useless to force it. After all, he is just a messenger.

After saying that, Nurdin stepped on the mast on the edge of the deck and landed along the rope on the boat that Justinian had prepared for him.

"Have you really decided, Justinian? You have to figure out what the outcome of fighting alone will be!"

"Say hello to the one in Nicea on my behalf."

Nurdin and Justinian looked at each other and ended their final negotiations with brief words. Soon, the sailing ship Dromond disappeared on the sea under the cover of night.

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"Are you really sure you won't regret doing this?" Antonia asked, looking at Justinian who was silent beside her.

"I will never regret the decision I have made." Justinian shrugged slightly and replied.

"That's two thousand warriors... If it's true as they said, it can solve the urgent problem." Due to the miscalculation of the development of the situation, Molia and Thessalonica are now facing the eye of the Ducas brothers. What the two thousand elite regular troops mean for Justinian now is self-evident. Antonia couldn't help but be surprised that Justinian would actually choose to refuse.

"There is no free lunch in the world. The people in Nicea just want to use me to reach out to the place. If they really accept their assistance, then they will be really feeling uncomfortable in the future." Justinian raised a sneer slightly from the corner of his mouth. He still understood the reason that it is easy to ask God to send God to God. Now Nicea has long been unable to do anything about the matters of the sea due to the blockade of the strait. Supporting agents naturally became the best choice. Unfortunately, Leosgrace, the Duke of Corinth, they were interested in, was solved by Justinian, so Justinian, who replaced him as the master of Moria, became the only candidate.

"Ah, so you'll come to me for free." Antonia guessed Justinian's plan at once, curled her lips and said the Genoa girl.

"It's true that I can't hide it from you." Justinian, who was guessed, rubbed his hands awkwardly, and then said seriously: "I hope you will go to Thessalonika on my behalf."

"I'm going to Thessalonika, that's fine, but if you go to Molia alone..." Antonia hesitated. She thought Justinian wanted her to go to Molia, but she never thought that the other party would go to the most severe place alone and let her go to Thessalonika.

But Justinian shrugged and smiled easily, "Are you worried about me? Don't worry, I already have plans, but I can feel at ease if you have me in Thessalonika."

Seeing Justinian say so confidently, Antonia didn't refute anything anymore, nodded and said, "Okay, since you have decided so, then do it like this! But the ugly words are ahead, I can only guarantee that you can get a month. If you can't calm Molia within a month, I can't guarantee the safety of Thessalonika."
Chapter completed!