When Princess Odosia slowly walked into the familiar and unfamiliar hall in front of her, a trace of fear rose inexplicably in the woman's heart. The eyes of those sitting upright on the platform were casting like sharp arrows, as if they could easily penetrate Odosia's already thin body.

At this time, a low voice sounded from the stage, "I am blessed by Saint Galerius, and welcome you to come, His Highness Odosia! This is the honor of our families of Thessalonica." A nobleman in the middle stood up in the darkness, and when he opened his mouth, everyone's attention in the whole hall also gathered on this man. It is obvious that this man is a noble person in this city, and if it were not for this, he would not have such momentum.

And he was the owner of this inconspicuous mansion, which was one of the conference halls for the noble conference. It was obvious that the other party was very good among the major families of Thessalonika. Even though Odosia lived deep in Constantinople, she had only been to Molia later, but she knew the other party's intention to do so.

My title of princess and queen status may not be of use, and it can help these great nobles eliminate their long-established dissatisfaction. But before Odosia arrived, someone had already told her how to deal with it next, so the weak woman was still not panicked under so many cold eyes.

"I wish you all the best of Saint Helena, with the blessing of Saint Helena."

The nobles of Thessalonika allowed the princess to stand alone in the audience, as if they were conducting a trial, but Odosia's tone was still neither humble nor arrogant, neither displeased nor panic.

As a nobleman in purple-clothed greenhouse, the man on the stage nodded in his heart, then signaled with his eyes and asked the subordinates to bring a chair to sit down for the princess in front of him.

"Your Highness, you must have guessed what we are asking you to discuss this time." The man looked down and said slowly, without any psychological pressure, and chose to show off directly with Odosia, who was the princess.

Of course, Odosia knew very well about this. However, today's issue was the refugee problem in Thessalonika city. More and more Slav villages outside the city were swallowed by the war and she took in a large number of refugees in the city. However, such actions greatly offended the nobles of Thessalonika. A small group of beggars could bear it, but hundreds of Slav barbarians crowded into the streets of Thessalonika, which they were proud of, making their market filthy, and completely exceeded the limit they could endure.

So the nobles united together to seek punishment. Of course, at the beginning, their target was not Odosia, but Baptiste on the White Tower. Having had enough of the Latin nobles who directly incited Thessalonika to force him to step down, but in the end they were stopped by the princess who suddenly appeared. This was the inquiry. Although the nobles were nervous, after all, the purple-clad nobles in front of them were watching jokes secretly, watching the nobles who were high in Constantinople bowed to them in the past.

However, the man standing at the highest point did not seem to think so. He quietly waited for the answer from the princess below to him.

"Of course, Lord Yoannis, the purpose of my trip is to hope that you can temporarily stop the impeachment of Baptister. After all, he is the municipality appointed by Justinian and Theodor. Even if there are any differences, I hope to resolve it in a more peaceful way." Looking up at the dark crowd, the princess said calmly, but her mediation obviously did not receive the due response.

"Why should we listen to him just a Latin man? Even if he was appointed by Lord Justinian and Prince Theodor, if he did not receive our approval, he would not be qualified to continue to point fingers in Thessalonika." Boos came from the unhappy crowd. These nobles who had been dissatisfied with the new policy for a long time attacked the weak woman below without hesitation.

It was not until the Earl of Ioannis, who was sitting under the mural, waved his hand that the hall had returned to silence.

"The hall seems a little too dark." Earl Yoanis looked at the silver candlestick above his head, and the servants on both sides immediately moved up the ladder, and saw the candlelight rising straight, illuminating the faces of all kinds of expressions on the stands - some ferocious, some treacherous, some mean and some sinister. Until the candlelight fell on their faces to let each other see clearly, the nobles then restrained their emotions and became expressionless again.

"I haven't seen you for three years, Your Highness, I think you may not remember you." The Earl in the middle said lightly, "But I still remember you. After all, I still remember the grand ceremony of sending you to Serbia's marriage. I haven't seen you for many years and experienced many twists and turns, but your style remains the same."

Ionis's words were not at all criticized. The man in front of him had such a peaceful reminiscence that Odosia was at a loss.

The man in front of him was the leader of the nobles who stopped resisting the Latin people in Macedonia. After Thessalonika was recovered, Earl of Ionis was the few nobles who took the initiative to accept Justinian's admiration. It can be said that the situation in Thessalonika was stable and had a great connection with the existence of this man. Therefore, he naturally became the representative of the nobles in Thessalonika city. Looking at the man in his forties above and looking down at his eyes, Odosia actually felt a little retreat.

But the princess quickly drew courage from her heart and looked at the other party, "I believe that as the leader of the nobles, your vision should be longer. I don't think there is any objection to the matter of Your Excellency Baptist in taking in these refugees." Odosia raised her head hard. For the first time, she felt that the long skirt on her body was tightly clasped, which made it difficult for her to raise her head.

"Oh? Very unique. Your Highness, as ministers of the empire, we certainly listen to your requests, but as vassals of Macedonia, we must also be responsible for this land. Just the words just now are not enough to convince everyone. Because most of us here do not agree with so many suspicious refugees being put in this troublesome autumn." The man said without moving, and tactfully rejected Odosia in front of him.

But Odosia did not give up and spoke here:

"If I think this way, I think everyone here has some inappropriate views. In my opinion, it seems to me that thessalonika is the time to need these refugees now."

The princess' voice was decisive, and it was hard to imagine that such a delicate woman would sometimes say such powerful words.

The nobles on the stage couldn't help but look at the princess with interest. Yoannis didn't agree and looked at Odosia and continued to speak.

"Refugees need Thessalonika as their safe haven, and now Thessalonika needs these refugees as her power to protect. All forces are watching here and always want to grab the capital of Macedonia from us. At this time, we only need a piece of bread and a blanket to give us an additional soldier guarding the city. I hope everyone here can think carefully. I don't think anyone wants the Latins' iron hooves to fall on our heads for the second time." After saying the words Antonia asked her to memorize before, the princess who stabilized her sleek eyes felt so nervous for the first time, but at the same time had a sense of novelty. In the moment just now, Odosia seemed to feel like the endless orator-tellers in the Aristotle Academy.

After stating his own point of view, the princess looked at the nobles on the stage, and their faces were mixed. Until one of the nobles said coldly, "A piece of bread and a blanket, lightly speaking. Your Highness, do you know how much food rations will be consumed in a day, and how much can the hoarding of granaries in Thessalonika City support? Not to mention, can they really become a force that we can use when feeding those mountain people? Your Highness, too much kindness is another kind of cruelty, let alone these refugees are mixed with fish and dragons, who knows whether they will be spies to the enemy. It is time to expel them, and I can guarantee that the rations distributed to our soldiers are enough to beat ten Slavic villains!"

As soon as this was said, the stage received a response from the following. The hundreds of years of division of the city and the country had already caused great division in the empire society. In name, the Slav mountain people were the people of the empire, but the people in the city had always regarded them as aliens. Especially in the atmosphere of increasingly rejecting foreign races, the nobles could not tolerate the influx of Slav refugees.

Looking at these cold nobles, Odosia's eyes were filled with incredible ideas, "But you know that driving them out like this is equivalent to killing them. How can you say such things?"

"That's better than staying here. At least we won't be the one who killed them." The answer he received was still cold-blooded. Even though Odosia begged just now, it did not touch these nobles at all.

Only Yoanis was still quietly looking at the lost princess below and said, "Your Highness, people like us are born to learn to seek profit and avoid harm. If necessary, it is kind to everyone. Just leave the problems of these refugees to us. Sooner or later, those refugees will have big problems. At that time, they will fight against everything for survival, even if it is you, so it is the clearest decision to eliminate these dangerous elements for the survival of most of us."

Seeing these people's attitude towards life, Odosia felt extremely powerless. She finally understood why she gave up when she first came in. Because these high-ranking people drank so similar to those in the Constantinople's palace, they were as cold and ruthless as they used to be themselves and those around them. And what would that bring about, Odosia in Constantinople had already experienced it personally in two years ago.

But when she was about to argue again, a rough voice interrupted her, "His Count Yoanis, I think the purpose of our meeting here today is not to clarify the refugee problem, which is not what we should care about. After all, so many chaos is still the abominable Latin, right? This abominable jester even bewitched His Highness the Princess when Lord Justinian was away. I think it's time for us to expel him from our land." A certain nobleman inserted into the dialogue between Yoanis and Odosia, and the nobles on the stage remembered that their main purpose was to point directly to the abominable Latin man, and these annoying refugees were secondary. As long as they solved that guy, all problems would be solved naturally.

"Your Highness, that Latin man just wants to use you as a shield, otherwise why wouldn't he come here in person today?"

"At this point, there is nothing to say. We have given Lord Justinian enough to obey his dispatch, but see what he has done during this period! From Demodica to Philpoburys, the Latin cavalry ravaged our farmland, and he offended our allies, Prince Theodor. We must not allow a man with a ulterior motive to continue to take charge of the city! He is so guilty that he doesn't even have the courage to come and see us."

The nobles kept talking sarcastic words. Obviously, they had no intention of discussing from the beginning. They just wanted the princess in front of them to submit and agreed with them under pressure. Looking at this scene, Odosia felt dizzy. She then realized that she was so fragile inside, and she was about to be swallowed by these malicious intentions like a tide in front of her.
Chapter completed!