"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you." Suddenly, Sfendis's voice came from behind.

"Is there anything else, sir?" He stopped and looked at the Italian man who was about to leave, and showed a hint of doubt, and a little nervous in his heart.

"I think that Genoa ship should not be that simple!" Suffendis looked at the other person's face meaningfully and asked with a smile, but his eyes seemed to be searching for something at this moment.

Although the oriental man in front of him was a little surprised, he quickly returned to calm and replied: "Of course we welcomed our grand principal back, that's that simple. Otherwise, is there any other reason?"

"I'm afraid not, a great minister could actually alarm the Queen of Nicea and did not hesitate to make a deal with me, the Venetian, which made me even more interested in the secrets on the ship." The Italian man said, and every word he said seemed to have hidden murderous intent.

At this moment, the originally calm oriental man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his voice became particularly low at this moment.

"What, can you go back on your word?"

"This is naturally impossible. After all, you have already collected your money. The businessman is based on integrity, just a little regret and curiosity. I wish you a good journey." Looking at the other party's appearance, Suffendis also felt the obvious vigilance and hostility, and then shrugged tactfully and stopped asking.

At the same time, the man also withdrew his sharp gaze. Although the atmosphere was tense, he also remembered that he had other tasks, so he slowly bowed to Suffendis and said, "So since that's the case, if nothing happens, I will say goodbye."

"Please, this is your right." The Italian man also nodded and watched the other party leave.

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Looking at the other party's departure back, Sfendis showed a thoughtful expression on his face and muttered to himself: "What exactly is there on that ship? Will Nicia be so willing to do anything?"

“It’s really curious…”

"But it's no big deal. As long as the Grand Priest of Constantinople didn't fall into the hands of Henry of Flander, everything doesn't matter. Ranieri is really a lunatic, but he accidentally suffered a little loss before and wanted to avenge his previous shame, and he didn't know how to take the overall situation into consideration."

The man sneered to himself that he dared to do this because he was actually instructed by the Senate before he took office, and when necessary, he could fund relatively mild Greeks to weaken the Franks of Constantinople, because a powerful "Romania" is equivalent to reshaping a purple empire, which would be a huge threat to the interests of the mother state in the Levant, especially in this eternal city, the Henry of Flanders.

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In Galata on the north shore of Constantinople, the Genoese stationed here had already come out to welcome the fleet of the Doria family.

As one of the most prosperous families in the Republic of Genoa, even if the Genoese who were stationed here did not dare to neglect them at all. After all, now the Doria family occupies a position in the Aka trading base, which can be said to be the money bag of the Republic. Even though everyone believes that with the development of the Black Sea in the future, Galata will inevitably become the most important colony of Genoa, it must rely on the Doria family everywhere. Therefore, early on, Leon, the commander in charge of Galata, took his people out of the city to the dock to welcome the other party's arrival and prepared supplies for the fleet.

It is said that the person who commanded this fleet was a very outstanding young man in the Doria family. So I believe that he would definitely make a name for himself in the Republic in the future, so Leon naturally had to be careful.

I saw that the flagship with the Saint George flag was slowly docked by the dock. On the deck were standing there with purged Italian soldiers. These soldiers trained by the Republic were obviously much more elite and capable than the Genoese militias in other colonies. And this scene naturally fell into Leon's eyes and was naturally more curious about what such a powerful fleet was for to head to the heart of the Black Sea. After all, until now, there was still an unknown dangerous area besides Kafa.

But this is not what he should be worried about. After all, he was just a garrison commander in Galata. Before this emerging colonial site opened up a new route to the east, Leon understood that he was not qualified to interfere in the major affairs of his mother country. All he had to do was to be content with his duties and provide as much help as possible to win the favor of the Dorian family so that he could stay in this position.

At this moment, a luxuriously dressed noble boy walked down slowly on the deck, and behind him was a young man who had never seen before and an old man. The old man was someone whom Leon was very familiar to him and immediately attracted his attention.

Isn't that Mr. Christopher? He shouldn't have been in Kafa, and he actually got here too.

Leon, slightly shocked, quickly saluted carefully and said, "Guian, Lord Andrea, I must have had a lot of labor on the way, and I have worked hard along the way."

"Cough cough, it's okay, it's just for the Republic, it's not hard. I'm going to rush back to report to Uncle Constance, so we can't wait too long here. Please prepare supplies for us quickly, so we can set off at any time." "Andrea" in front of me coughed twice and said.

Leon nodded immediately and agreed, "This is no problem. When you came, you had already asked us to prepare the supplies for your return trip, so I had already prepared it. Thanks to the Earl of Constance who had previously wiped out the pirates who harassed Galata and the support of Kafa City, Galata is today. Even if it is difficult, how can I dare not do my best?" The man's words were sincere, full of praise and flattery from the Doria family and Christopher.
Chapter completed!