() Walking all the way to Mnemosynes, I saw an old acquaintance, the foreman who unfortunately went to work when we were kicking Dione. He saw us approaching from a distance, and his expression became confused for a moment.

What kind of eyes are you looking back at? I turned around and looked, but there was nothing unusual.

"Long time no see, give us a seat." I said hello.

The foreman asked with an almost sad face: "You, you are here again to observe the loopholes in Constantinople's coastal defense line?"

It seems that the feat of more than thirty of us riding horses and kicking the goddess is very likely to have left an indelible psychological shadow on this handsome foreman.

"Last time it was just an ordinary outing, this time it's more serious." As soon as I finished speaking, the handsome foreman opposite started trembling all over, "Please don't destroy the world, okay!"

Uh... I won't go into why the foreman would associate the word serious business with the indescribable aspect of destroying the world. I pointed to Morris behind me: "He is in charge of this, you tell him."

Two people who didn't know what was going on were left standing there staring blankly. I slowly walked up to the second floor, where I met two acquaintances as I revisited my old place again.

The artistic young man and the German Hans, I had someone find them a nice hotel, but I haven't checked in on them for a while. I didn't expect to meet them in this kind of place.

As soon as I raised one hand, I realized that the literary young man looked at me in a very unfriendly way.

What's wrong with me?...glaring at me? And throwing his head away?

I didn't even let go of the bastard's aura and the resentful aura of the emperors, which were enhanced by the five members of the five-member group who were about to collapse in the middle of the hegemony. I looked at Hans in confusion. The guy smiled bitterly and winked at the box on the side.

"Pennywise! What you did is simply opening the door to Constantinople to the Crusaders! I have known you for so long, but I didn't expect you to be such a person. It really makes me sick!"

His voice was very angry, and his whole voice was out of tune from the sharp shouting. The target of the insult, I knew, was an artistic girl.

Pennywise is quarreling with someone? The insult of opening the gates of Constantinople to the Crusaders is equivalent to being scolded by the Chinese as a lackey leading the way for the Japanese. Such comparisons are used, the literary girl and the other party's

The contradiction is deep.

"I do this for everyone!"

The artistic girl is suppressing her anger, I can hear it.

Inexplicably, what are they doing?

"For everyone?! Just because you say "for everyone", we have to kowtow to others like smuggled black slaves without dignity? Just because you say "for everyone", our dignity and self-esteem will be trampled on?

Just because you say it’s for everyone, you want everyone to swallow their anger? And you say that as long as you get through it, it will get over? What a ridiculous and ridiculous reason!”

Alexander smiled softly and said: "This quarrel seems to have something to do with you. Let me think about it, um, the moderates' compromise ideas conflict with the hard-liners?"

"Should we use the contradictions between the two factions to break them down one by one? Or should we win over one faction and attack the other?" I asked half-jokingly.

Alexander seemed to be a person who stayed out of the matter, imitating my tone and said: "Take care of the trouble you caused yourself."

Depend on…

"Don't be like this, Thaïs, I think Pennywise is really doing this for us."

"Are you also on her side?"

There are two female voices in tandem. The former is soft and soft, which makes people imagine what kind of delicate girl a girl with such a voice is, but the latter has a chilly voice coming from the box.

It froze the smiles of Alexander and me.

"You two are very important friends of mine."

"If you help her, we will no longer be friends! I am ashamed to be associated with such people."

"That's enough, Taïs, you are just targeting me, I have nothing to say. But there must be a limit to your unreasonable troubles!"

"Pennywise, you are saying that I am making trouble unreasonably! In terms of power, everyone in Constantinople knows that in addition to the Theofano family, there is another prince! As long as we can make His Majesty the prince stand beside us

Here, we don’t have to be afraid of those villains at all!”

"But what if you don't succeed?"

"Pennywise, your flattery of Anna Komneno is so disgusting! Let's go..."

In the blink of an eye, an angry chestnut-haired aristocratic lady came into my eyes. Her pretty and energetic face was tense and she looked very serious. If I didn't know about their previous conversation, I would have thought that she was going to face some life-or-death farewell.

.Looking back, she was followed by several girls of the same age.

"Thais!"

The artistic girl appeared, and the moment she saw me, she froze on the spot. She grinned, and I made way for me. My friends, the artistic girl, and my friends just glanced at us and walked downstairs.

The lingering sound of the girls' light steps like kittens still lingered in my ears, and the clumsy steps of Morris, the humanoid bulldozer, came up. Seeing us still at the entrance and exit of the stairs, he poked his head and looked into the hall: "I just said

I heard someone mention Anna Komneno's face, what's going on?"

Valens nudged him to shut up.

There was a time when the entire empire was very disgusted with everything coming from the west.

The face of Anna Komnenos, a word used to describe the disgusting face of the leading party, was born during that period. It is said that the reason for its birth is that Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Komnenos Dynasty in the "Life of Alexius" and all

Many of his works have left a large number of praises for Western European knights, which are extremely popular. Among them, the most famous one is "A Norman knight's full-speed charge can open a hole in the wall of Constantinople."

"

Here, anyone familiar with the siege of Constantinople in 1453 will know that the Ottomans at that time hired people to build a giant cannon. The giant cannon was more than 8 meters long, about 75 centimeters in diameter, and could fire 544 kilograms of fire.

The cannonballs reached a distance of 1 mile. Such powerful cannons fired at Constantinople for six weeks. Even when the cannons were damaged, they could not give any damage.

Blast to pieces, can you expect a Western European knight who is fully armed and has horses with a total weight of less than 500 kilograms and less kinetic energy than a cannon to smash the walls of Constantinople? It is possible to kill 8,000 people.

Yes, but so many people have died, and no country in this world has so many knights. So, I think the city wall that Her Royal Highness the Princess said may have something else to say.

A small moment of silence for the cuckold husband of the eldest princess of the Komnenos Dynasty. Perhaps the eldest princess had tasted the ferocious spears of many Western European knights before she expressed such emotion in praising their bravery. This is very possible.

You know, Her Royal Highness the Princess has always been famous for her admiration and obsession with everything in the western world. In the end, she even pushed her father, Alexius I, to carry out the reform of the feudal vassal system in the Eastern Roman Empire?

For the time being, we use reform to describe that kind of historical retrogression. I have seen people who like to keep holding power in their hands, but I have never seen anyone who packages power and sends it out in batches. There is no doubt that this princess is another example of a major figure in the history of the Roman Empire.

A woman who sells her teammates. I’ve seen some of her work for the feudal lords of major powers in Western Europe. So-called

Teammate Zhu was probably just like her. The letter described Dong Luo's situation as miserable and pathetic, as if the country and family could be destroyed at any time the next day. Sister! Can you please have some IQ?

Helping the princes in the west is not the United Nations. Do you think you can get more aid by writing more miserable words?

This princess of the empire did not have a high IQ, but her literary attainments were good. Anyone who has read her few letters, as long as they do not have IQ problems, can basically have an understanding of the Eastern Roman Empire at that time. The empire called the Eastern Roman Empire is no longer good.

If you don't take action, there will be nothing to rob! Then the Crusaders came, and there was a large number of people, and they came in an endless stream. What are they here for? Of course, to pinch the weak persimmon! Who is the weak persimmon... Of course it is the princess.

What was written in the letter...

A very sad woman. Fortunately, Alexei I had a decent IQ and did not become a vassal in Western Europe. Fortunately, she failed to seize power... It was her husband who reported her for plotting rebellion. I think this is the revenge of the giant green head...

Of course there are

It may be an act of taking the overall situation into account. If history allows Anna Komneno to succeed in seeking the throne of her brother John II and become the emperor of the empire, I don’t think there will be a need to wait for the Fourth Crusade. Before the 13th century, Byzantium

Hang up.

The bloody history tells us that as long as the human race does not become extinct, no, as long as there are more than one person, then humans will never be able to prevent the birth of pig teammates, a magical profession that has killed countless heroes since ancient times. In front of us, literature and art

The girl faced a problem. A suspected pig teammate appeared on her side...

"Have you anticipated this situation?" Alexander asked, looking at me thoughtfully.

Looking at the ceiling, I am an honest person. I have no idea what Alexander means: "It depends on which situation my brother is talking about?"

"Since you're here, let's go over and say hello."

Alexander has the demeanor of a general, or should we say he is very messy, and does not know how to live or die?? He walked into the room where the literary girl was, and greeted more than a dozen aristocratic ladies in there one by one. Alexander said that we bumped into each other by chance and it was me.

Why did you bring them here on purpose? Of course, it was to see what the streets of Dione were like that the noble ladies were determined to protect to the death.

Is there a drama? I think that’s what those noble ladies thought!

A group of three or five men came around, Alexander was surrounded, Constans was surrounded, Valens was surrounded, Maurice was surrounded!

The hegemony is about to collapse, and four of the five-member team are in danger! Through the windows of their souls, they send me the most urgent needs of the inner world, asking for help! Back-up is urgently needed!

In the future, are the bravest generals in the Roman Empire going to be scared to death by a group of women standing up for their enemies? I don’t want to pay attention to them... If they are even afraid of women, how can the world be peaceful?

And now there is a very cute little girl who desperately needs someone to comfort her. First of all, let me make it clear that I am not forgetting my friend, although today’s artistic girl is very beautiful. She is dressed very quietly, with a set of warm lace sleeves with tulip tattoos.

Wearing a long skirt on her body without too many gorgeous and dazzling accessories still made her very dazzling. When she saw me coming, she got up and left the chair, looked at me, but forgot to say hello as if she was worried.

I couldn't wait to say hello, so I didn't wait any longer. I encouraged, "You work hard and do a great job. I see hope from you."

"But is it really okay for me to do this?" Pennywise, who frowned slightly, was in a very depressed mood.

"Whether it is right or not, history will make the most fair judgment, but I think sometimes people can take a further step forward by taking a small step back."

"She's my best friend."

The artistic girl's voice was very depressed, and I understood her mood: "Trials and trials are like to friendship... the indispensable olive oil for every meal we have."

Damn olive oil, god damn lubricant…

"Hardship? Tribulation?" Two slender plain fingers, with fingertips shining with pink crystal colors, appeared. They pinched the corners of my clothes and pulled them. I looked up and saw Pennywise looking pitiful.

The look on her face and the pleading light in her eyes immediately turned into a TNT intercontinental missile carrying an unknown number of tons. She fired, hit, and with a boom, my god, the defense line was almost leveled, "Don't bully her, okay."

"She just scolded you, Anna Komneno's face, aren't you angry?"

"She didn't mean it." Pennywise curled her lips and turned her head, then she added, "You can't bully her anyway."
Chapter completed!