Eagle Byzantium

"No need to help, just follow me in during the meeting." After saying that, the old man took out a folded hat from his robe, and then unfolded it. Gawain saw that the tail end of the hat was slightly raised, with drooping small triangular ears, and in the middle He was bound with gold and precious stones, and he immediately stood in awe and saluted the old man again - he did not expect that Venice would arrange for him to stay in the mansion of such a person during his secret visit.

"Feleye Mocenigo, Consul of Venice and current husband of the Adriatic, welcome you." The old man stretched out his long and powerful fingers and said.

Then, Gawain's "short vacation" ended in a few airtight days. Sometimes Inglina was accompanied, such as at Rialto, who was more familiar with some notary and credit businesses than Gawain. But sometimes, when Gawain was sitting in the chapel observing the government operations of the Venetian city-state, she could only stay in Ferreille's mansion, leaning against the window and looking at the clouds in the sky of St. Mark's City in fascination. , also thinking about something.

On the day of farewell, Gawain and Ingrina walked in the small square in front of the consul's residence, where the captain was squatting on a Venetian rowing boat as long as a centipede and hung with colorful flags, waiting. The Schiavonians have not left yet. They have adopted a shift system. When some people sit in meditation, others go to buy some low-quality spirits and food. In short, their embarrassment is always noticed by Ingrina. In eyes.

"Tell me your name." Gawain stepped forward and said kindly to the big man wearing a coat with iron nails.

This big man has lost his arrogance from the past few days, because the consul Feiraye never paid attention to his appeal. Now his face is full of disappointment and anger, and his beard is also sighing. Finally, he glanced at Gawain and said weakly. Answer, "Andreev Yergo. He comes from the inland mountains of Dalmatia and served with this group of brothers on Venetian ships for sixteen years."

"Listen, Andreev..." Gawain sighed, squatted down with his hands on his wrists, and looked at the waves on the channel with his eyebrows soothingly in front of him, "Venetians often say. Asia. The Adriatic Sea is the bride of their city-state and the key to their treasure house of wealth. Maybe you are also a part of the serrations on the key, but in the eyes of the Venetian people, you can always find a locksmith to replace it. Sometimes, when an ocean blocks your route, why not go over the mountain to find another ocean? Will be willing to share the bride’s delicate body with others.”

"Another ocean?"

"Of course, friend." Now Gowen saw some effect. His eyebrows were raised, "Friend Andreev, have you ever heard of the city of Bari? Have you heard of the Brocade Brotherhood that was just canonized by the Holy See..."

And Inglina also smiled. The words of the man she admired just now seemed to have caused waves in her heart.

Come secretly, leave secretly. At that time, Gawain told the brotherhood that he would be gone for a month, but in fact he was gone for only half a month, so he asked Andreev to be the captain and about seventy Schiavone sailors. Taking a speedboat, we returned to the dock in Bari with a favorable wind.

The small barge picked up the priest and his companions ashore, and then Gawain walked into his own building and secretly contacted Mero and Francesco to discuss matters.

Titicius, who was patrolling the city, was holding his single-edged saber, constantly reminding the sentry of his duties. In his eyes, Gawain first took the Jinshu Brotherhood to the Galganus Cave to pay their vows, and then quickly went to Venice to sign a mutual aid agreement. It's obvious. According to Gawain's actual position in the empire, what he did was completely transgression - these. It should have been within the scope of authority of Nikephoros Breanus, who had been canonized by the emperor. However, the influence of the Roman Empire in Italy was now declining. Instead, it was Stephen Gawain, who had previously had the greatest military exploits, who made a huge difference here.

"For now, we can only wait for Lord Brenus to cross the sea from Durazo before we can make any plans." Tatisius sighed in his heart, looking at the moon in the night sky over the tip of the tower, he understood why he was so tall before. With sweet words, Gawain coaxed the governor to go to the other side of the sea to meet Brennus, and asked himself to guard the city of Bari: Gawain is a guy who is proficient in personnel arrangements, but his proficiency is definitely not from the standpoint of the empire and His Majesty. on.

In recent days, like magic, the Brotherhood of Brocades has rapidly grown many new members, including sailors, soldiers, pilgrims and citizens and merchants. It is said that when they join the association, they not only have to pay tribute to His Majesty Emperor Alexios and Saint Urban You have made an oath, and you must also pledge your allegiance to Stephen Gawain, unite under the "Sword of Saint Michael", and fight together for the Lord's expedition. What made Taticius even more sensitive was that the Brotherhood began to preside over municipal administration, commerce, militia and church. In short, this group gradually became the actual ruler of the city.

Thinking of this, Taticius was not only worried about the army he commanded, it was not his personal property, but the personal property of Caesar...

Therefore, except for daily inspections, the Xiangbi general stayed in his military camp, where he could not only receive protection from the Cuman mercenaries, but also monitor the team.

But what was supposed to come would come. When several Varangian Guard warriors, covered in heavy armor and carrying battle axes, came to the tower to invite Titicius to "discuss matters" at the entrance of St. Nicholas Cathedral, Taticius shuddered slightly in his heart, and then he also brought his Cuman guards with him and came to the square at the entrance of the hall where the torches were brightly lit.

Two stone pillars were erected in front of the church. These were the duties that Gawain had newly assigned to the Brotherhood of the Brocade and the city church: when the legal judgment or divine judgment came to a conclusion, the Brotherhood would hold the capital punishment in front of the two stone pillars. One of them had a statue of St. Nicholas, and the other had a cross sword of St. Michael. The style was imitated in front of the palace of the Governor of Venice. The former was used for hanging, and the latter was used for beheading.

Although the stone pillars had not been used for a few days, this silent deterrence was enough to silence all the citizens, including the Greek nobles who came to seek refuge.

The same was true for Tatisius. When he saw Gawain standing on the steps of the church, leaning on the phosphorescent sword in both hands, and surrounded by Italian veterans and militia, he was immediately uneasy, and his back felt as painful and horrified as if it was constantly poured with boiling water.

Then, Gawain spoke in a very gentle manner, "Respected General, there is a matter of great importance to the survival of the city, and I must discuss it with you now..."

"What to discuss? I hope to discuss something that is beneficial to you, me, and even Caesar and His Majesty." Taitsius raised his head and clenched the knife handle in his hand.

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"Of course..." Gawain said with a smile. (To be continued ~^~)