Eagle Byzantium

At this moment, in front of the entrance of St. Nicholas Cathedral, Idorus, who was appointed by Gawain as the Grand Priest, was leaning on his staff. He was sitting on the seat next to him, watching the Greek monks use the fair and reasonable Roman code and cooperate with the appropriate laws. Canon law judged the cases in the city. At the camp next to the entrance of the church, Andodat commanded the craftsmen and soldiers to expand the scale of the camp and build a large building from there to the corridor along the coast. A large-scale market and bazaar.

The Grand Duke himself and Peter were also standing beside the busy construction site, discussing the matter of going to the Galganus Cave together to pay their vows to the Archangel Saint Michael. "This is the ambition I made when I was guarding the city. I will take all the brothers who are listed in the brocade, a total of one hundred and forty-three, along with you, Mero, and Birrell, and then..."

"Then I will return to Lake Leman and encourage the pilgrim team of 100,000 people, mostly civilians from the Rhine Valley and Swabia, to go to the Holy City via Asia Minor."

"And I will return to the city of Bari, and then I will sail to the Za'tar area with the Red Hand Company, and then I will meet you at the northwest border of Constantinople to fight for your pilgrimage. My righteousness Brother." Gawain lowered his head humbly and reached a plan with Peter to advance in two directions and meet at the border between Hungary and Byzantium.

The sea breeze came slowly, bringing with it the moistness and gentleness of the turn of spring and summer. With his hands behind his back comfortably, his black robe billowing, Peter walked with his sworn brothers towards the seaside, where the dredging of the port of Bari City had been completed. He knew what Gawain's plan was: to provide free supplies for the pilgrimage. Providing docks and trestles can not only gain good reputation and fame from the Holy See, but also attract a large number of pilgrim civilians and warriors, using the city of Bari as a transit point. Then he only needs to support the city's chamber of commerce and benefit from selling souvenirs and grain supplies. As long as you receive the favor, the wealth will not show up. As for the Roman Catholic Church. Gawain did not eradicate them, but retained several monasteries, but the previously lost properties were not returned at all. It seemed that the sworn brothers had other plans for them - Gawain did not seem to dedicate them to the emperor. idea.

"Yes, I am waiting for a reply from the beautiful city of Corinth. There will be a bigger business soon to support the pilgrimage organized by the Holy See and the righteous brother." Question to Peter. Gawain is outspoken, and it seems that it is not faith that supports him, but some more terrifying and respectable driving force.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at managing money. You don't look like a Varangian general, the governor-general of Bali."

Gawain thought about it and said with a smile. "Don't forget, the Varyags are all engaged in the trade of gold and blood with a scale in one hand and a sword in the other. In addition, please don't call me that, because in fact, these titles are all self-proclaimed by me, and the emperor only gave me permission I just served as the commander of Arconis, a barbarian mercenary, but I never thought of adhering to the principles of Constantinople. "

Finished. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Then, several Varangian warriors approached them along the breakwater. "Your Majesty the Grand Duke, just now a light sailing ship from Durazzo has docked. A man dressed as a nobleman hopes to see you there." As he spoke, the warrior pointed to a sentry tower at the end of the corridor, and Gawain wondered. After looking at it, he told Peter to go and come back.

On the steps in front of the narrow door under the stone sentry tower. A nobleman wearing a cloak and a gold pendant was sitting there, with several male and female slaves carrying boxes on his left and right. Just as he was looking around uneasily, he saw Gawain coming with his warriors. They immediately put down their things and came forward to kneel down to pay their respects to the ruler of the city.

"Are you guys?"

Before he finished speaking, Gawain felt a soft body with a fragrant fragrance thrown into his arms. He lowered his eyes and saw golden hair falling from his chain-mail gloves, "I'm here to take refuge in you." Yes, Earl Gawain..."

"Hey? Inglina, why is it you?" When the "noble" looked up at him, Gawain saw the mole on her eyebrows, her fair and rosy face, and the turquoise color that was different from her sister's. His eyes and naturally hanging hair brushed against Gawain's cheek.

"Shh, don't make any noise, take me to your building, because I have to hide my identity." The other party's expression was serious and mysterious, and in a certain panic, he also had that kind of silly pride.

In fact, there is no need for Inglina to say it, Gawain will definitely cover it for her - no one wants to be charged with abducting the widow of the famous Messadini family, "Follow me." Gawain said calmly, and then He asked Inglina to continue to put on her cloak and follow behind him. The rest of the servant team carried suitcases and luggage, followed the street, and turned into the alley. From here, they could take a shortcut to the cathedral.

Now Gawain has handed over the Grand Priest's room and office to Idorus, and he lives in a relatively secluded place next to the pilgrim building at the entrance of the hall. It is an independent two-story building, but to put it bluntly, there is a stable below. She, Quicksilver and Sabrina They were all in the fence in between, because the two horses didn't get along well for the time being, and there were violent incidents of biting each other. No one was convinced by the other: Quicksilver looked down on women, while Sabina still resented the other for carrying her master on his back. battlefield instead of yourself.

Next to the stable, there is a bright ladder set up, and next to the window is Gawain's living room. The bed is surrounded by linen curtains, as well as cabinets and armor hangers. Muzafi Adin is responsible for taking care of it on weekdays. , who himself lives below.

At this time, it started to rain lightly below. Inglina complained and stretched out her white wrists to support her cloak. Then her male and female slaves consciously guarded the door. After passing the front shed, Gawain Then he invited the other party to sit down. Ying Gina looked around with some disgust, especially the two horse heads sticking out to stare at her, but her eyes were still proud and bright, "It's too scary, Count Gawain, even though I have the title of Messadeni, But he is already penniless.”

Gawain listened, taking off the cloak and hanging it on the hanger, "This seems to be my brother's cloak. Isn't it stored with my sister? It seems that she gave it to you, Earl Gawain."

"Yes... I am good friends with your brother and sister." Gawain explained and sat across from her, "How? Why do you say you have no money?"

Who would have thought that this pretty widow put her hair back, straightened her posture with a cough, and asked, "Then am I considered your good friend?"

Hey, it seems that the focus of your attention is a little wrong, Mrs. Ingrina Messardini... But Gawain still said sincerely, of course you are my best friend.

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"I can confess that I refused the marriage request of His Majesty the Emperor's brother in Corinth, and took these slaves alone, crossed the sea from Durazo, and escaped here. That's it." Inglina summed it up boldly. After a while, he picked up the wine glass that Gawain placed on the table, took a sip of warm water, and looked directly at Gawain. (To be continued ~^~)