"His Excellency Osseus, as an envoy of the Achaean State, do you not understand that no matter when, people will not welcome an uninvited guest?" Baron Pierre, who looked unhappy, looked coldly at the uninvited guest in front of him. However, he was upset in his heart why the other party heard the wind so quickly. In fact, just a while ago, after the envoy sent by Justinian had left, the people of the Achaean State followed and openly asked him to allow the Achaean army to be stationed here, preparing to use this as a stronghold for the Greeks in Argos.

This unreasonable request was naturally rejected by the Pisa without hesitation, but obviously the Achaia vassal state would not give up. Pierre, who was worried that it would be coerced by the other side, had to make this decision and agree to Justinian's visit. In fact, the real purpose was to create an illusion that made the Achaia vassal state fearful and dare not force excessively, so that the Pisa veto turned to the Roman Empire.

But the rude attitude of the Osses as an envoy almost made his plan fail, and Pierre couldn't help but sweat for himself.

"Oh, it seems that in your eyes, the envoy of the Achaean vassal state is an uninvited guest, right?" the man said with a sneer.

"You know what I mean, of course, I don't want to repeat it again. The Republic of Pisa has no intention to bring about the dispute between you and the Greeks." Baron Pierre reiterated in a stressful tone, although this man himself knew that it could not convince these hateful guys in front of him.

Sure enough, Osses completely ignored this, "Since that's the case, why did you invite the Greeks here? I think it seems that you and the Greeks did not have any friendship. I'm sorry, but I do think this is incredible. Please give me a reasonable explanation."

"What else is there? Of course, I do this with the same purpose... that is to avoid getting involved in your damn war - that's all!" Pierre replied, and his face was full of anger. The mere vassal state of Achaia was just some of the desolate nobles of France who suddenly became famous, and he was so arrogant that he didn't take the Republic of Pisa seriously! This made Baron Pierre feel disgusted even though he had reached an agreement with the other party.

But even though he was angry, the Achaean messenger in front of him was still aggressive and shook his finger, "Avoid getting involved? Who exactly did Your Excellency Pierre make you have this illusion? From the beginning of this war, it was destined that in the whole of Moria, no one could be left out! The so-called neutrality, no one would believe that I came here just to issue an ultimatum."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the atmosphere present suddenly became tense. The Pisa nobles in Nafplion looked at each other in a hurry. Faced with such a threat, Baron Pierre also felt nervous and felt at a loss. The Achaia Marquis State actually broke down and did such a thing, which made Pierre unable to believe his ears. You must know that he is not only the lord of Nafplion, but also the Pisa Republic behind him. But the other party dares to be so unscrupulous. This is definitely not a decision that an envoy can make!

The only possibility is that the entire Achaia vassal state is obviously no longer prepared to abide by the agreement reached by both sides, which also means that Pisa's original neutral rights is likely to be invalid.

"This is completely different from what I had agreed with His Highness William before!"

"However, I convey the will of the Marquis now. I think I must have heard the Greeks' language about bats. I want to be absolutely neutral and please the people who please both sides in the end is the hostility of both sides. Please make a decision as soon as possible, Your Excellency. Our patience is limited. Even if you have the Republic of Pisa behind you, this does not mean that we will continue to tolerate it!" As he said, Osses, in front of him, turned away, and the fully armed guards behind him followed closely behind him.

However, the other party's back disappeared from Pisa Nin's sight, while the other party's arrogant and domineering voice still lingers in his ears.

"I hope you can make a clear choice, and by then I don't think a Greek in this city can see either."

After these uninvited guests left, the Pisa nobles in the hall were still in fear. Although the Mediterranean market of the Pisa Republic is of great importance, Nafplion is too far away from his mother country. At this time, facing the fierce threat of the Achaean vassal state, Baron Pierre, who was in charge of the overall situation, was also in a heavy mood. It was obvious that the other party was giving the last pass, and he actually wanted to clean up the Roman people here. At the same time, he was afraid that Justinian was also missing.

Of course he knew what this meant. The vassal state of Achaia relied on the support of its mother country France, so the deterrence of the Republic of Pisa was greatly reduced. But would it be clear if it stood on the opposite side of the Roman Empire?

"Mr. Pierre, should we write a letter to ask our motherland?"

"You said, it will take several months to communicate, and everything has been settled when the news is delivered."

"What should we do? If this continues, we will probably suffer!" The other nobles couldn't help but worry about being involved in this war.

But Baron Pierre waved his hand and said quietly, "What else can I do? Take one step at a time!" He could not help but choose this way. He had actually expected this day, but he thought he was a Venetian or Greek, but he took the lead in attacking the crusad country that he did not care about in the past. It was obviously unrealistic to keep it alone, but he didn't know how to deal with his handwriting now.

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On the other side, after arriving at the residence arranged by the Pisa people for themselves, Justinian and others were arranged to rest, and the representative of Pisa said goodbye. Justinian did not express any dissatisfaction and said goodbye to the Pisa people and returned to his room.

And he had been waiting, and soon the door of the room was knocked.

"Come in!" Justinian said, and Arslan, who looked hurried outside the door, walked in with a clear nervous look.

"Justinian, the people I sent are back... They are here!"
Chapter completed!