The atmosphere of fear, suspicion, and worry was like dark clouds covering the city of Fort Wiscarri. In just two days, from the clouds of victory and joy, he fell into the abyss of hell of a crushing defeat.

The outer defensive front completely collapsed, and more than 200 defenders led by Baron Nickifrus were almost wiped out. Although most of them were volunteer militias spontaneously formed by urban residents, the Venetian thunder methods still destroyed many people's courage.

The defenders in Fort Wiscarri did not even react, and the entire outer area fell completely under the control of the Venetians. Although the Venetians did not attack the city in one go, this had already made some people feel desperate. They originally expected to have the power to fight with the enemy, but now it seems that if the Venetians do their best, they will have no chance.

Whether it was the upper class nobles or the lower class people, pessimism had completely spread. However, the even worse news was that after the Venetians occupied the periphery, they were already trying to cut off the water source in Fort Wiscarri. As soon as the news came, it immediately caused an uproar in the city.

Especially the nobles, because Justinian led the army to successfully attack at night, they had completely lost hope. The strength comparison was too great, and even the Byzantines in Constantinople were not at such a disadvantage. Many people expressed no confidence in continuing to defend the city, some proposed to compromise with the Venetians, and some even said in their words that even if they surrendered, it was not impossible.

In short, the Morian nobles of Fort Wiscarri had no courage to continue to fight the Venetians. Even if they had sent people to ask for help, the reinforcements in Tripolis would probably be useless even if they really came.

"If this continues, it is only a matter of time before the city is broken. Lord Da Gong, we will negotiate with the Venetian for the time being!"

"Yes, although the worst plan was made before, the food and drinking water stored in the city could only last for a few days. If this continues, even if the Venetians remained silent, it would be enough to trap us in this city."

"Please make your plans early, Grand Duke, although the Venetians are our enemies, they can at least solve problems with us at the negotiating table compared to the barbaric Latins."

The nobles gathered together in the monastery of Grand Duke Anastasius, and the head was Duke Leo. Although it was a petition in name, it was actually a pressure. On the surface, it was a peace talk with the Venetians, but no one could make clear the conditions for the peace talks, but everyone knew it.

Looking at these hypocritical nobles, who kept saying that they were thinking about the survival of the empire, did Grand Duke Anastasius know that this was just a layer of hypocritical fig leaf? But in his position, he also understood that he was old and sometimes he could not help himself.

Looking at all this in front of him, Lios Gros, as the leader, passed an undetectable sneer on his face. As a grand duke Anastasius who can still survive after many emperors, his experience and ability are undoubtedly perfect, but he also has his weakness, that is, as a superior, he has to be regulated by rules.

If it is really only possible to save Fort Wiscari, the Grand Guild of Anastasius handed over without hesitation. Leosgros knew this very well.

But the old man neither agreed nor refused. After a while of silence, he slowly spoke: "I understand what you mean, but will the Venetian let us go if I hand over that child? Have you forgotten everything that happened in Constantinople? Even if I hand over Justinian, the traitorous Venetian may not give up the fat meat that has been sent to my mouth."

As soon as this was said, the nobles also had some turmoil. Of course, they knew that after Constantinople was captured, Isak II was restored, and the Venetians offered harsh rewards, which eventually led to the rebellion between the two sides, leading to an unprecedented disaster in the empire. This had to let the nobles of Molia learn from it.

But Leosgros said calmly: "What the Venetians did is abominable, but the situation was lost control only because of the stupidity of the Angeles family, and the barbarity of the Crusaders led to the disaster in Constantinople. At least if we compromised with the Venetians, they might not continue to fight. In fact, wasn't the disaster in Fort Wiscarri caused by the arrival of that person?" The Duke of Leo looked as usual, as if he had completely forgotten that it was he who advocated the invitation of the Governor of Molia to visit. Although it was awkward, other nobles agreed. In their eyes, Justinian was just an outsider, and even if he had a feud with Epirus, it would be better than being eliminated by the Venetians now.

Seeing this, Grand Duke Anastasius looked at the man in front of him deeply, and finally said nothing more. Instead, he slowly said with a hint of fatigue: "I am already very tired today, let me consider it again!"

"But sir, time is no longer here."

"I've said it, let me think about it for a while."

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, revealing the fierce sharpness of the dragon spirit and tiger, suffocating the nobles present. The majesty of the superior appeared once again on this usually amiable old man, which made Leosgros subconsciously tremble in his heart. Undoubtedly, Anastasius was rarely really angry. This made Leosgros even more curious about what kind of deal the old man and Justinian had reached secretly, and actually let the autocratic man of Moria personally take action to protect him.

But reason told Duke Leo that he had touched the bottom line. If he went further, he was afraid that it would be difficult to predict what would happen next. He said, "Since that's the case, please consider it carefully before making a decision." After that, he stood up and resigned to Grand Duke Anastasius, and Duke Leo also made concessions. The other Morian nobles had to give up temporarily and let the old man in front of him make a decision, and followed Leo Sgross in shame and left the monastery.

Looking at the other party's back as he was leaving, the only old man sitting in a wheelchair was left in the quiet monastery. Suddenly, Anastasius glanced at a corner and said, "How is it?"

In the darkness, a masked warrior came out, and it was the dead soldier raised by the old man.

The dead man obviously had something to report, saying, "Justinian went to the church in the north of the city this morning and had not come out, sir." It turned out that Grand Duke Anastasius had been sending people to monitor Justinian's every move, which was both surveillance and protection.
Chapter completed!