Chapter Eleven: The Poisonous Wine of Power
"Pissa?!" the old man murmured to himself in surprise. Obviously, he had never thought of this before, and now it is no wonder that Justinian has such confidence.
"Yes, Pizza." Justinian calmly revealed his solutions, "Although it may be difficult to really fool the Venetians completely, it is enough to buy us enough time. After winter begins, neither the Latins in the north nor the Venetians at the sea should have any more big moves." According to his plan, in Molia, he will have enough time to implement new reforms to build a new army. By that time, the entire Molia Justinian, who has recovered, will have enough power to counterattack the Latins.
"Okay, since you say that, I can only believe you for the time being. I hope it is really as you said! But I still have one thing I have always wanted to ask you before, and I hope you can answer me truthfully." Although Anastasius was still a little skeptical in his tone, his tone obviously eased. Obviously, he never had any extra doubts about Justinian's ability, and from the moment, the Venetians were indeed as Justinian said, otherwise they would not have to give up Athens to avoid directly fighting. This means that the other party was indeed worried, but Anastasius called Justinian over this time, not just for this matter.
Justinian had already seen this, "You want to ask me the question about Princess Odosia? Otherwise, you don't need to let us come here together." He had noticed this before. If it was something separate and important, Anastasiospen did not need to invite Odosia with her children.
In response, Grand Duke Anastasius also directly admitted this, and then his expression became serious and said, "I am just curious, what do you think of Odosia and Little Helena?"
"Of course, it is to protect their comprehensiveness according to the original agreement between His Majesty Muzfius and I!" Faced with this sudden question, Justinian immediately felt that the atmosphere in the entire study suddenly became a little solemn. The old man in front of him also had a sharp look as if he wanted to cut the disguise wrapped in Justinian outside.
"Have you ever thought about using them? You can even become the second Lascaris if you want." Anastasius's voice was not filled with emotional fluctuations, and it seemed even more mysterious, and there was a hint of hint in his words.
But Justinian, who was completely unmoved, shrugged and said half-jokingly: "If that happens, then what's the difference between me and Leos Gross?"
"Have you really not considered it at all?" Anastasius asked in a calm and surprising tone, as if he did not believe Justinian's answer. It was very clear that as the undisputed princess of the empire, Odosia's identity has no less influence than Muzfius, the controversial title of emperor. For example, wasn't Lascaris of Nicea who got the support of a large number of nobles because he married Alexe III's eldest daughter and thus gained a foothold. This also explains why Leosgros knew that Odosia was also Muzfius' nominal wife, who still took in this woman. Through her, she could reach her hand to the crown that seemed out of reach for Suri, which would be moved by. Anastasius's words did not seem to think that Justinian would be an exception.
But the young man standing in front of him was calm. Because he knew what would happen in history, Justinian knew too well that the reason for the decline of the empire was. It was this endless palace conspiracy and greed for interests that led to the tragic country in the future that could not even save itself, and finally it was wiped out under the wheel of history.
"Why should I think about these?"
"The desire for power and the ambition to be inferior to others are all reasons, and it just so happens that I can see these in you."
"But unfortunately, I don't have such a thought. If I really have anything to do, it is only to revive this empire and let the people in this country escape the misfortune brought by war one day, to make it no longer a luxury to just have a full meal, to allow the children under my knees to thrive in front of me instead of being threatened by diseases, war and famine, and to have a sumptuous meal on the Holy Spirit's Day and reunite with their families without being forced to be sought by cruel officials. It's that simple - but this simple requirement cannot be solved by the influence of a princess.
.In my opinion, if power is only satisfying desires, it is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, then don't want it." Justinian used to simply seek survival, but when his soul and this body were constantly moving in, he had become one invisibly. Although he didn't know what he had experienced when he was gone, the emotions mixed in the broken memory were affecting him now. It was precisely for this reason that Justinian was more aware of what he wanted at this moment. He said this without hesitation and rejected Grand Duke Anastasius's speculation about him.
For Justinian, whether it is Lascaris, Leosgros and even other powerhouses standing on high ground now are the same in Justinian's eyes. They compromise with the nobles, and no matter how they really think, they have become the defenders of the old order. But Justinian is different. What he wants to do is to give the country of Rome a new life!
"If nothing happens, please allow me to sue me." Justinian, who looked decisive, bowed and turned around and said withdrew.
On the other hand, when he got Justinian's answer, Anastasius stopped his questioning, fell into silence, and did not stop it. Looking at the distant back, there was a strange light in Anastasius's eyes. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he was indeed shocked by the answer given to him by Justinian. People, no one has spoken this word for a long time. Except for some ambitious people, in most people, the power struggle has never been the case.
Chapter completed!