"Can you promise me that you will do your best to protect her, Lord Justinian?" The old man said to Justinian in a low voice, and the gaze fell on Antonia not far away on the deck not far away, as if he was looking at the scenery.

"Of course I can guarantee this, please rest assured, Mr. Christopher!" Justinian agreed without hesitation, "But I don't understand at all. If you are so worried about Antonia, why would she be willing to let her wander outside alone? If it is just to avoid the marriage that her brother imposed on her, relying on your strength, I think it should be enough to protect me?"

Everything before has shown that in Genoa, Christopher had a transcendent status as a Gentile. This was not difficult. Although he agreed to the other party, Justinian still expressed his doubts and looked at the Genoese girl on the deck not far away and asked.

But the one-eyed old man did not answer directly, but shook his head and said, "Some things are not that simple, and one day when Antonia is willing to tell you, you will know the specific reasons. Now as long as you know this and protect her, you will get unprecedented support, which is enough to solve the dilemma you are facing now. This is a great deal, isn't it?"

"You are always so philanthropist, so who would like to believe you? But despite this, I will keep my promise. It's just to repay these favors. I don't want to and have no ability to get involved in other things." Seeing that I couldn't ask anything, Justinian didn't ask any further, but he didn't want to involve too much. He had a premonition that there were too many doubts about Antonia. Although it seemed irrelevant now, it always made Justinian feel that it was not that simple.

However, at this moment, Christopher chuckled and said, "One day you will find that some people in the city want to get along better, because they will clearly mark everything, rather than like others, you will never know what is hidden in their hearts. When they are chatting and laughing, they will knock on their bones and marrow behind their backs. And now, do you have any other choices, Justinian? Without our help, you will always enter this eternal city."

While Christopher spoke, the group finally arrived at the city of Constantinople. When the magnificent city fell into sight, even if it was not the first time I had seen it, people could not help but admire the greatness of the city. Although the north and south sides of Constantinople are bordered by the sea, the height of these two sections of the city wall is only 12 to 15 meters, but this makes the entire city more imposing on the hills behind the city wall. Justinian and the others can see the Holy Palace building from the sea

Groups, racing arenas, Hagia Sophia Cathedral, and various magnificent buildings in the city. However, a striking scar is particularly eye-catching in front of you, which is the ruins left by the fire two years ago. When the Crusaders besieged the city, Venetian merchants took the opportunity to retaliate and attacked here, turning a large coastal city into white land. They are still the rocks and rubbles at the time. After all, it is a dream to repair the weak Latin Empire.

But this scene still makes people feel uneasy, especially the other Vadaritae legion on the ship. Many of them experienced the fall of Constantinople. When two years passed, when they returned here and saw this scene again, everyone subconsciously clenched their fists.

Justinian was also looking at the eternal city silently. Even though he was deeply traumatized, he understood that, as Christopher said, even such a weak Constantinople would not be able to recover with his power and even other forces involved in the Byzantine Empire. They would surely be baptized by blood and fire, and he must receive external help, but the cost of opening the Ducas brothers or the Genoese was too high, and he had no intention and ulterior motives.

They continued to cooperate, and the only people who could trust seemed to be Antonia and Christopher. But Justinian was very curious about why they had the confidence to make such a promise. Now in the entire Balkans, although the Latin power has suffered a heavy blow, Flander's Henry has stabilized the situation. It is not that easy for such a generation of British masters to deal with it. With the power that Justinian currently has, he has no confidence to have the capital to fight with the other party.

"They are here!" Suddenly, the one-eyed old man spoke, and at this time, a warship sailed out of the Golden Horn Bay, and he saw the Venetian banner of the Saint Mark and the Genoese banner of the Saint George. At this moment, the main harbor here was completely controlled by Italian merchants. Therefore, the passing ships must be strictly investigated by the people sent by both sides before they can be released. In this narrow waterway, only a small amount of troops is needed to defend all those who covet Constantinople.

And similarly, this is equivalent to slapping the lives of Justinian and his subordinates in their hands. If their identities are exposed, there will be no protection for the Genoese, even if the Vadalites and the others are fierce, they will be lambs to be slaughtered on the sea.

"What should I do now? Even if Andrea is released, I'm afraid he won't be willing to cooperate! And the Venetians before were afraid they wouldn't give up."

Although there was only a short contact, Justinian knew very well that Andrea's temper was as hard as his sister, and it was difficult for him to surrender. Since he had rejected the other party, it was probably impossible to pass through safely. Justinian could only hope for Christopher and the others at this time, because if he was not careful, the entire fleet and even the Genoese in Galata would be enemies of him.

Christopher smiled slightly and said, "You can rest assured that we naturally have a solution to this."

"What have you been discussing just now? It's mysterious?" At this moment, a pleasant voice came from behind. Justinian subconsciously turned around and saw a slender and cashmere robe standing behind Justinian at some point.
Chapter completed!