"Get a distance from the enemy and be careful to avoid it!" Christopher, with a solemn expression, still calmly gave orders, and at this time a hoarse voice sounded behind everyone.

"It seems they would rather let me bury myself in the belly of a fish than to return to my hometown!" On the deck, an old man with a hunchback finally came out and sighed. His body was dressed in a holy white priest, and there were only two types of people in the Orthodox Church. One was a new priest monk. The white robe symbolized his immatureness in his first entry into the path of serving the true god, and the other was the universal pastor. His white robe had only one meaning to demonstrate his inviolable sacredness. At this time, the white silk robe on the old man obviously represented the latter, and he was no one else, the focus of repeated struggle between the Venetians and the Genoese - Peter X, the great pagan in Constantinople.

After the fall of Constantinople, the old man disappeared for a time. Some said that he died under the butcher knife of the Latins, while others claimed that he witnessed him boarding a small boat heading to the north to escape to the foreign land. In short, the disappearance of the Patriarch of Constantinople, whose nominal status is equivalent to that of the Pope of the Roman Church in the Western Church, did cause a great shock. So much so that in the past two years, the religious leaders of the Eastern Church were in a long period of large vacancy. The Greek Orthodox people were panicked, and their secular leaders and emperors appeared one after another, and several completely lost their authority. The Patriarch of Constantinople undoubtedly became the last pillar in the hearts of many people today.

This is why all forces are fighting for Peter X. The Venetians tried to use this to threaten the Latin Empire in Constantinople to dedicate their power, while the Latin Empire was eager to win over the leaders of the Orthodox Church to endorse their rule and consolidate their status. As for other forces in all sides of Rome, they also hoped to be crowned by the Patriarch to make the crown on his head more reliable.

Antonia Doria had just found the trace of the old man when she traveled through mountains and rivers. If she hadn't had the golden seal edict given to her by Justinian, this Peter X would have probably never believed her, an Italian. But she had never thought that her feet had just left Moldava and were followed by the Venetians. Now, looking at the Venetians in this way, she would have really better tear her face with Genoa and let Peter X and them die at the bottom of the sea, and would never see her return to her hometown to clean up the chaotic hearts of the Greeks.

Antonia had to admire the determination of the Venetian commander opposite him, although it seemed reckless, was the calmest and decisive judgment.

Christopher also looked solemn. The current situation has to be said to be the second difficult situation he faced in his life. The last time that caused him such trouble was Enrique Dandoro, the former consul of Venice who died suddenly in Constantinople. It was that time that he lost one of his eyes.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the hasty incident, I only brought these people, how could this group of Venetian gurus push me into this situation!" Seeing the Venetian warships like wolves surrounding me, Christopher's eyes also flashed with anger of unwillingness, but at this moment he was helpless - obviously the group of Venetians on the opposite side really wanted to kill them cleanly.

At this time, looking at the scene in front of you, Peter X suddenly sighed and said, "Miss Antonia, if we continue like this, we will die here. Thank you for your kindness. But it seems that I may not be able to go back to see His Majesty Muzfius this time. I don't want to implicate you, so I will give me to the Venetians! In this way, at least you and your companions can leave here safely."

Since the fall of Constantinople, this old man has traveled to a foreign land and encountered countless encounters with his life hanging on his own. Today, he has long felt ashamed. And this time, he risked great danger to leave his hiding place for the only remaining hope of revival of the empire. And the current situation can only be said to be a trick of fate. As the minister of Constantinople, the old man has accepted his fate and is unwilling to implicate others anymore.

But Christopher sneered beside him and said, "It is stupid to hope that the enemy can be kind at this time. The Greeks, if we think what you said, we would have done it long ago. Don't doubt the philanthropy of our Italians. The biggest problem now is that even if you hand over you, I'm afraid these Venetian sluts will have to kill people to silence them."

As a long-time rival, Christopher was very familiar with the Venetians. He had no doubt that the Venetians would do that, and he would make such a decision because he was free from the situation.

"Grandpa Christopher..." Seeing that the old man in front of him said such despairing words, Antonia Doria also felt a little guilty in her eyes, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

But before the girl could say anything, she was interrupted by Christopher, "There is nothing to be sorry for. Although my child has said so many pessimistic words, we can't even talk about the end of our lives."

"You mean there is still a way to get out of the predicament here."

"It's not a question, but you should know best that little Antonia. I will never surrender my old bones." The one-eyed old man shrugged, and a crazy smile appeared on his face at this moment.

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At this moment, on the other side, the Venetian warships that were pursuing were getting closer and closer to the target in front of him, and they would attack them in groups with the last order.

But on the flagship, the two Venetian nobles, Sainvenier and Ranieri Dandoro, were still arguing. After all, their behavior was equivalent to pushing Venice and Genoa into war.

"Your Excellency the Earl, do you know what you are doing?! Sinking this Genoese ship is equivalent to declaring war!"

"So what? After the Corfu incident, we and the Genoese were only left to throw the declaration of war on the faces of diplomats on both sides. Now is not the time for you, who are still hesitating, and you can solve these people neatly. The Genoese can only swallow this mute loss just like we did before."

"Where is Patriarch Constantine! We may only get back a corpse in the end, so what we did before is useless!"

Ranieri Dandoro said with disapproval: "That was just to completely cut off the Greeks' thoughts. This is the result we want to see. As for whether to die or live, it is no longer necessary! The living Greek pastor is only more useful to the current Emperor Henry of Constantinople."
Chapter completed!