Genoa?!

When the Macedonian nobles learned the truth from Andrea's mouth, they felt a little uncomfortable, and the eyes of their respected princess also changed slightly. If the other party had not lie, wouldn't it be said that the whole city had received before was actually a gift from a Gentile woman? This was simply a shame and humiliation!

"Are these Genoeses saying true? Your Highness, can you explain it to us?" Earl Ionis took the lead in attacking, and he directly questioned the princess in front of him.

In the eyes of everyone, Odoxia was silent. Even if she was the princess, having such a relationship with the Gentiles was enough to undermine her prestige in Thessalonika.

The man's statement suddenly made Sir Baptiste angry. He underestimated the inferiority of the Greeks' struggle for power and profit, and at such a moment he had not forgotten to fight with his family. But now he had no choice. As a Latin man, he would add fuel to the current situation. After the fall of Constantinople, the hostility towards outsiders on the land of the Romans increased day by day. Many of them were dissatisfied with the Turkic mercenaries and him, the Latin consul. At present, it was entirely suppressed by the princess' personal prestige. Ionis ignored the stability of Thessalonika for his own selfish interests.

On the other side, the aristocrats were shaken one after another, and no one stood up and was willing to speak for their princess. Looking at the scene in front of him, Andrea was not surprised at all. These nobles who were forgetful of their righteousness would be revealed as long as they used a small trick.

Look, Antonia, I have already said that you will only fight against these Greeks and make small profits in front of your meals.

With a slight sarcastic look in his eyes, the Genoa youth was calmly watching how the good show in front of him ended.

At this moment, everyone present had their attention focused on Ou Duoxiya, waiting for the reaction of the princess who became the target of public criticism.

Amid the buzzing noise of the crowd, a subtle and clear voice suddenly appeared at this moment and interrupted everyone's dispute.

"Enough, Andrea—"

The girl who walked out of the crowd took off her veil. In the surprised gaze of the Macedonian nobles, Antonia Doria finally revealed her true identity and stood up.

"End this farce, you won, my brother."

Antonia took off her veil and let her long golden hair hang down, revealing her true face. When Gemini met again, the Roman nobles were stunned at first sight when they saw the pretty face of this Genoa girl, so they all calmed down. Looking at the girl with blond hair and green eyes like her brother Andrea Doria, they were really born of a mother. At first glance, they really looked like they were carved from a mold. Because of this, Antonia's body had a little more heroic spirit than the unique beauty of a girl.

"You finally showed up, my sister." A relaxed smile appeared on Andrea's face as he watched Antonia walk out of the crowd.

"My family matter has nothing to do with others, brother!" Antonia said coldly. At the last moment, the Genoa girl still made a choice. She had already implicated Grandpa Christopher, and now she did not want to implicate the Princess Odosiya who was trying to protect herself.

When Andrea heard his sister say this, he shrugged and replied, "It depends on you, Antonia." Then he looked at the Princess Odosiya who was beside him and said:

"Now I think I can pick up my sister back, Your Highness!"

The arrogant voice of the Genoa youth resounded under the dome, rather than asking, it was an ultimatum. In the entire noble hall, the Macedonian nobles were silent, and the silent silence made the atmosphere even more depressed.

Until the subtle whisper of Princess Odosiya broke the silence.

She looked at Ioanis beside her and answered the question the man had just asked her: "These Genoeses are right. Ioanis Thessalonika has never been relying on me, but the child from Genoa in front of you, not just her, but those people - the Slav mountaineering people who fought bloody battles in Wavadarete, and the unrestrained Latin, including the Latin Baptist, whom you cannot trust. Rome is indeed the Roman Roman Rome, but since the Roman land is not limited to the Mountain of Seven Hills, nor should it be limited to the Golden Horn Bay. I protect Antonia not because of personal grudges, but because I want to prove that the Roman Empire can protect those who are also protecting her."

The woman's voice was plain and light, but it was filled with the emotion of tears in her heart. Every word was deafening. After such words, even Earl Ioanis, who was reluctant to stand on Odocia's side, was speechless for a moment.

"Your Highness, pay attention to your words - if Antonia is willing to go back with me, I can still guarantee the supply to Thessalonika." Andrea, who noticed that the atmosphere was a little wrong, looked dark and warned.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a furious rebuke fell towards him like raindrops.

"Shut up, you are a bold madman from the fishing village. This is the land of the Romans. How can you let your utter nonsense here?" The nobles who supported Odocia chose to stand up. Although their princess admitted everything, the moving words just now made these young nobles choose to continue to support their Highness.

With their lead, the annoyance of the originally swaying centrists was soon incited by the arrogant Genoese. Even Ionis chose to abide by everything at this time and stopped expressing his opinion. Soon, the Genoese discovered that they were actually caught in the criticism of the Greeks they dismissed.

Seeing the situation suddenly reversed, Andrea, who was originally confident, looked ugly. He had never expected this statement to Ou Duoxiya, and he would not have expected the "Greeks" who had always been in the fight against the inside, and he would not have agreed to the outside world this time.

"You have to think about this matter clearly, Your Highness!"
Chapter completed!