The narrow and long Thesali, the scorched earth looted by the war, was like a deep black scar left on this land where white stalagmites stand forever. The once prosperous Pinios River is now deserted. In the winding valley, besides the slopes that were barely chewed by horses, there is no grand scene where the soldiers of the Sali under the command of Emperor Alexander the Great are stationed here.

In the quiet and empty valley, except for a few monotonous crows, there were only the gurgling water of the Pinios River and the sound of the wind blowing through the grass. In this rare place, who would have thought that a fierce battle broke out here not long ago. The sound of killing shattered stalagmites, and the iron cavalry passed by like wildfire. On the blood-stained earth, corpses piled up and overlapped, and the spears inserted on the ground were like towers of a mosque pointing straight to the sky.

Several bandit leaders were tied up and pushed to Justinian, and they still looked absent-minded. They never expected that they would become prisoners with their hands raised.

"Who told you to do this?" As the words fell, the sharp sword pointed to the throat of the hired bandits. Justinian asked in a voice without any emotion.

Several bandit leaders looked at each other tremblingly and immediately chose to explain - their lives were completely in the hands of the young man in front of them, and they could still live first just because Justinian had something to ask them.

"It was Agrignon, and it was His Highness Romanus of Agrignon who commanded us." The bandits in the lead said without hesitation, and the others nodded and said yes. Now, people die for money and birds die for food. They are hired only for wealth. They are obviously not loyal to Romanus Ducas. When facing the stronger Justinian, they choose to speak out.

"Master Justinian, exactly the same as what Scadon and several other bandits had previously told him." Salius said. Along the way, they had defeated several bandits who were hired to ambush them. Although they had won easily, their troops were exhausted at this time.

This was the last bandits Scardenon had previously told, but Justinian, who led the Roman cavalry to wipe out them, did not feel happy or relaxed at the victory, but instead frowned.

"Where did you come from?" Justinian asked.

"Tarento, sir, we came from Taranto." The bandit kneeling on the ground looked carefully at the sword pointing at his long sword and told Justinian in front of him everything he knew.

Justinian's face darkened and continued to ask, "How did that come from?" Taranto was in southern Italy, and he had to pass by the sea to go from there to Epirus. He did not think that this group of bandits could afford a ship, there must be problems here.

"Of course, we took the shore of the Genoese boat. I can guarantee this, sir! Although those guys deliberately concealed their whereabouts, I will never hear their accents wrong. I swear to God." The bandit leader saw Justinian continue to ask, and said hurriedly to survive.

"Genoans? They were also disturbed." A trace of confusion flashed through Justinian's eyes. He remembered that the Genoans clearly reached an alliance with Mikhail Ducas, so how could they be involved in Agrignon's affairs.

Just as Justinian was thinking about the doubts, the uneasy Taranto bandit leader seemed to be forced to force him. He was afraid that the other party would not be satisfied with his answer, so the Taranto man revealed another shocking information.

"Sir, I also know a secret that no one else knows. When I was on the Genoese boats, I secretly saw the Genoese sailors in the cabin dressed themselves up as Venetians. I heard them say they were going to a place called Corfu, saying that they wanted to solve all the people on the island, but I didn't dare to listen too much at that time and left. I wonder if this news is useful to you." This Italian man was obviously much more meticulous than his other colleagues. He saw that the identity of the man in front of him was extraordinary. Perhaps this kind of news could be exchanged for his life at this moment.

When this news fell into Justinian's ears, it was like a thunderous sound of Raiden that made his face change.

"What did you say?!"

Seeing Justinian's reaction, everyone was startled, and even Zalius beside him could not help but ask:

"What's wrong, Lord Justinian?"

Although he also noticed something was wrong, Salius did not expect that Justinian would lose his mind in front of him.

But Justinian didn't think so at this time, and his thoughts passed through his mind like a shuttle. Apart from Scardenon and his gang of robbers along the way, several bandits that Justinian defeated in succession were all mercenaries from other regions. The details could not be asked at all, as if the people who hired them were deliberately doing it. But their combat effectiveness was so low that they could not restrain themselves. Justinian didn't care at first why his opponents did such a superfluous thing. But judging from the news that Taranto man in front of him, something must have happened in Agrenion at this time. Romanus actually colluded with the Genoese and attacked Corfu. If this was true, the Corfu company that had returned from Athens and Hendriel who was traveling with him would definitely be in danger.

Thinking of this, a hint of hesitation appeared on Justinian's face, but after a moment of thinking, Moria's little fox returned to his previous decisive appearance.

Justinian smiled slightly as he turned around and looked at the Taranto man who was kneeling on the ground begging for a way out.

"Sir, this news should be useful to you!" Seeing the young man in front of him smile, the bandit leader who was a little relieved had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Justinian nodded and did not deny this, "Indeed, this news is indeed useful to me."

"That sir, I..."

Just as the man was happy to think that the news he provided could be exchanged for his life, before he could say it, the cold light from the sword's edge was unsheathed and slashed through his head and the words he had not yet said were cut off.

Justinian took back the sword in his hand, and he attacked so quickly that Salius beside him did not react.

"The whole army returns to the camp!" Justinian turned around and looked at the knights on the horse and ordered firmly. There was no room for concession, and Salius could rarely feel the solemn aura of the master in front of him.

"Mr. Justinian, we don't have to kill him, right?" Salius asked quietly after Justinian. When he had been with the young man in front of him for a long time, Salius knew that Justinian had never been a bloodthirsty person, but his behavior today was really abnormal.
Chapter completed!