"How do you feel like you are leaving? Your Highness Princess?" Justinian asked with some concern when he looked at Odosia who had subsided. At this time, they had returned to Tripolis from the monastery on the mountain. As soon as they noticed something was wrong, the group of big men who were observing secretly rolled and crawled back to the city, making Justinian who was present at that time laugh and cry. Finally, there seemed to be nothing serious. The doctor from Saracen only prescribed a few doses of medicine and took the medicine to its effect - in this regard, the Arabs at this time were obviously much more skillful than the Europeans who could only bleed.

On the bed, Odosia, who seemed to be more energetic than before, smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's not that serious this morning, but I just felt a little tired. As a result, you were in a hurry and worried for the past half day." She tried hard to calm Justinian down, but the woman said this was not convincing. Her pale cheeks had an unhealthy complexion in Justinian's eyes. Obviously Odosia's body was still a little weak, especially after asking the doctor's diagnosis, she confirmed this point even more. However, the princess who had always been optimistic was still forcing herself.

Unable to expose the other party's kind lies and unwilling to disturb her rest, Justinian had to nod and instruct the people below to take good care of Odosia and take good care of her health.

"Okay, since this is the case, please take care of yourself. You don't have to worry about my next thing. Now it's the most important thing to have a good rest." Justinian slowly left the room, and the moment he closed the door, his face became so low that it was terrifying.

From that day on, he rescued Princess Odosia and her daughter, Justinian found that something was wrong with Odosia's body. She was only in her twenties, but she was always inexplicably unconscious and drowsy in the past few days. At first, he thought that after the rebellion, he was a little weak, but now he felt something was even more and more wrong. Because compared to this, Helena, who was still a child, was playing hide-and-seek with the maids in the yard below. Even if Odosia's body was weak, she would not be like this. This feeling made Justinian feel very uncomfortable at this moment, and always felt very uneasy.

At this time, the footsteps from behind interrupted his ongoing thoughts. A Latin man hurriedly walked towards him. It was Baptiste, who was loyal to him. Since the rebellion was quelled, he took over the duties of the dead Rio's garrison to help him deal with the aftermath of Tripolis, including the pension for the victims and the liquidation of the rebels. More importantly, he was fully entrusted to bargain with the nobles who helped him to quell the rebels this time. At this time, he must have something important to come over and see that Justinian had to put Odosia's affairs aside for the time being.

"Do you want to tell me anything, Baptist?" Justinian asked calmly. If he had guessed correctly, Baptist's purpose of this trip should be about the Latins, and he had already been mentally prepared. After all, he would have to thank God if the Latins didn't take advantage of the situation to rob him. Then no matter how the other party spoke loudly, he couldn't say anything.

However, Baptiste's answer surprised Justinian-

"It's about the aftermath. The pension has been paid according to your instructions and the standards. Finally, the money you gave me is barely enough. It's just that when will you pay for the post-war repair work be distributed to me? This is a considerable amount of money."

From beginning to end, the Latin man in front of him didn't mention the Achaean army who had not left the city. Did they say that they had not yet decided the conditions to put forward? Justinian didn't think so. For those Latin nobles, now is a great time to escape from the control of the empire, and these guys cannot remain indifferent.

"Okay, don't worry about money. I will get it as soon as possible. But this time you will not come here just for such trivial matters, right? I entrusted you to get your highness Charlie Charles Prit before. Has the negotiation resulted? I have helped me so much, it is impossible not to give me any reward!" said in a half-tearing tone. Justinian shrugged and simply chose to showdown straight to the point. He didn't like to beat around the bush at this time.

But Baptist shook his head and replied, "Marquis Charlie Charplet asked me to tell you that they have no requirements, they are just fulfilling their obligations, and you only need to keep your promises. Tomorrow they will drive back to Corinth City."

"It's that simple?" Justinian looked at Baptiste with surprise, unable to believe it.

However, Baptist nodded calmly and said, "It's that simple. Perhaps for you, the Latino will do such a move beyond your expectations, but the reason why His Highness Charlie's little dissent is so simple - I hope you will give you a favor."

After saying that, the Latin man in front of him saluted deeply and calmly retreated, leaving only Justinian alone, silently savoring what Baptist said just now. Indeed, the Latins who are now entrenched in the empire land are the biggest enemy in the eyes of the people of Byzantine, so hatred cannot be eliminated for the next two hundred years. Now standing at the forefront of this historical turning point, Justinian couldn't help but wonder whether he could change all this?

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However, at present, all this is not what Justinian should care about. He soon broke free from this thinking. The most important thing now is to recover the lost territory and reconstruct the construction of this fragmented empire. Now, Justinian has barely completed the first step. Although the process is difficult, he has finally basically completed the integration of the entire Molia region. This rebellion has rationalized and completely suppressed and eliminated the old nobles, and their original family power has been reorganized and firmly held in Justinian's hands. Through reform, the first batch of new military nobles emerged in the war also allowed Justinian to truly have his own basic foundation. And what the next thing is a new beginning. Justinian will face no longer these small fights now, but a full-scale war in the true sense, and his future enemies will also put him unprecedented pressure.
Chapter completed!