Under the quaint city walls, the solemn Roman Empire soldiers were already waiting in line. On the morning of autumn, there was a hint of chill in the air.

This city, located by the Adriatic Sea, was the most prosperous place in Epirus, and was known as the most prosperous port in the western border of Rome. Once upon a time, this was the starting point for Italian merchants to lead to the empire to Constantinople. The busy trading port became a distribution center for Italians and Romans, and also brought amazing wealth to the Agrenioners.

This is why, with this city alone, Prince Theodor could compete with the ruler of Epirus, Mikhail. The wealth of the trade route allowed Theodor Ducas to maintain a powerful army and a large navy, which formed the sword and shield of Agrignon.

However, these are no longer there. With the sound of desolate and solemn trumpets, another group of people were cut off their heads by the walls of Agrignon and inserted them on their spears. The blood of the victims has dyed the city a bloody red color. In the city and outside the city, the farmers in the countryside and the citizens in the city are undoubtedly scared by the cruel methods these days.

Although people don’t know what happened, most people have realized that there must be a drastic change in the upper class of the city. On the streets and alleys, the news that His Highness Prince Theodor had been killed became more and more intense. The people in Agrignon were panicked. At first, some people questioned it, but they were immediately hung in front of the Church of St. Cyril by soldiers in the street. Later, the cheap bread provided in the city suddenly stopped supplying, and the poor in the lower city protested angrily, but they received a response of the shooting of bows and arrows.

The weather is about to change! The war is about to go!

The residents of Agrignon looked at the heads and dragged bodies and undried blood, and their hearts suddenly rose to their throats. All signs showed that the rulers in the city now seemed to be preparing for a war. The evidence was that in the city walls, the unfaithful were slaughtered, the weak were abandoned and slaughtered. The commercial city of Agrignon, which was the past, had never returned. She was being carried away and turned into a war-torn beast.

The city was in a panic. Every morning, the civilians immediately confirmed whether their neighbors were still there. They were not worried about each other, but feared that they were implicated.

At this time, compared with the ignorant panic of the residents of Agrignon, the prince's mansion in Agrignon was filled with impatience.

"What's the useless thing? You haven't found any trace of the princess and the princess yet! They are all waste!" The angry Saracen man threw the precious oriental porcelain cup at his hand to the ground, and the marble steps were covered with fragments.

The guards who knelt down under the stone steps did not dare to make any defense, so they could only lower their heads to accept their rebukes and insults. As a Roman, they were crawling at the feet of pagans at this time.

It was not until Saracen's man's anger calmed down that an officer said carefully: "Mr. Muswar, I hope you will give us another chance. We will definitely find the whereabouts of His Highness, the princess and mother and daughter."

"Hmph, you answered His Highness Romanus the same last time." Musval sneered, but his eyes turned behind him. A cold snorted, and a cold and solemn aura enveloped the hall, making the guards under the steps even more uneasy.

"Please rest assured, we have dug three feet to narrow the range these days. Please give us a little more time and we will never fail again." The officer who was forced to promise quickly that he had to reply like this no matter what. If he could not calm the anger in the Saracen in front of him, then he probably would not be able to save all their lives by then.

Seeing the other party answering this, the murderous intent surging in Muswar's eyes finally calmed down.

"I will give you one last chance!" The Saracen man said coldly, and at this moment he was sitting on the throne that originally belonged to Theodor, without any grudges, and did not mind the gaze behind him, as if he had become the owner of this land and chair.

When Musval finished speaking, the guards shrouded in fear retreated from the king's court like rats crossing the street. In the empty hall, except for him, there was only Romanus Ducas, the master of Agrignon who had been observing secretly. But from beginning to end, he did not show up directly, although he was the initiator of the coup. However, when Romanus came to his senses, he found that everything was different from what he had agreed to. Musval, as Romanus Ducas' teacher, since he dominated the Bloody Holy Church, seemed to have become the Lord of Agrignon, and on the other hand, he could only lean behind the scenes.

In Agrignon, the martial law massacre and the large pursuit, the orders from both sides were from Musval himself, and Romanus dared not speak out.

"A great word is better than all Greek oratories. I think His Majesty Mikhail will not be disappointed in your performance, teacher." Romanus was not stingy with Musval's praise, but this would not be a harsh sarcasm in the sensitive ears of Saracen men.

"Say whatever you want, don't bend around the bush, Your Highness." Since the previous conflict, the master and apprentice have already torn apart. Musval knew that the apprentice who was controlled was full of resentment towards him, and maybe even regretted everything he did. However, there was no fluctuation on the man's face, and he was still calm in the face of Romanus.

"I am just reminding you, teacher, sooner or later, everything you do now will ignite the city. The most important thing in Agrignon now is to clean up people. I think the whereabouts of my mother and sister should be left to me. If I were you, I would be more tolerant of the people in this city, rather than killing and causing resentment." This was what Romanus had always asked, but the other party was indifferent, which made Romanus very annoyed.

But what I said was the Saracen retorted, "Nothing in the world is more likely to consume oneself than tolerance. This stupid behavior itself is to destroy one's own ability, and it cannot make the enemy relax its guard, and in turn makes oneself full of laziness and slackness. Isn't this what I taught you in the past? Why do you still ignore what I did this? In my opinion, the most important thing to be guarded against is to be despised by others. False tolerance often leads to this. So I think it is a wise approach to doing that just now. Even if you attract resentment from those stupid guys, it will always be better than becoming a stupid coward in order to pursue a good reputation for tolerance. Prince Theodor is a role model."
Chapter completed!