Eagle Byzantium

It seemed that Diognis was really frustrated to the extreme, and actually thought of returning to his countryside. It was no wonder that after three months of hard work, he captured Bohemond, the empire's old enemy. The emperor's mission has been completed, and the corresponding honors and praises can still be obtained, but what about now? Bohemond was actually openly let go by the Imperial Caesar for ulterior selfish purposes. How could he face His Majesty? It would be better for him to flee far away from home.

"No, Captor, I want you to take Gawain and me to Constantinople." At this time, Peter suddenly made such a request.

"You? What value can you have, comparable to Bohemond who was let go." Diognis's words were full of doubts and distrust.

At this time, Peter took out his jujube stick and twisted open the top. It was actually hollowed out for hiding things. Then he pulled out a letter volume from it, unfolded it and said to the guard, "Actually, in Previously, I had concealed the fact from Bohemond that I was the secret envoy of Pope St. Peter. I went to Constantinople and Asia Minor to prepare for the coming Christian Holy War. Thorough reconnaissance and preparation.”

After hearing the words of Pope St. Peter, Diognis immediately stood up and fell silent, because at this time, although there were some gaps and gaps between the Eastern and Western churches, and there were some disputes in doctrine, they were far from the level of schism, and there were still differences between them. as brothers, and the Christ of the West The Christian world still respects the ruler of Constantinople as "our Roman Emperor". In addition, the Pope of Rome is also generally respected in the Byzantine world and is regarded as the "Patriarch of the West", so he keeps The captor's reaction was really normal.

Under the golden afterglow, it seemed that the parchment handed over by St. Peter's agent was covered with an extremely sacred and glorious color. The guard squinted and looked at it. Sure enough, it had the Pope's golden triple crown seal on it, with Latin words on it. After the transcripts were carefully transcribed in triplicate, in , Norman and Greek, the guard trembled with trembling hands and respectfully He accepted it respectfully, and then Peter said to him, "I can entrust you to escort our party to the capital, request an audience with His Majesty the Emperor, and personally deliver the Pope's secret letter into His Majesty's hands. This is related to the entire Christianity." The survival of the world is at stake. I hope you can give me a clear answer after careful consideration."

"If we can really bring the Pope's agreement, it will be a greater contribution than capturing Bohemond - Dear hermit, you mean that Constantinople and Rome will have to fight each other." Are we going to unite again and launch a huge war against the heretics?" The hands of the warden continued to tremble.

"Yes, my ideal has been recognized by the Pope, and a committee will be convened soon to decide on this ancient event. I also believe that as long as His Majesty the Emperor is willing to lend a helping hand, the knights of the Holy War will be entrenched in Asia Minor. Expel all the pagans and return the territory to your empire," Peter said sincerely.

Having said this, the officer nodded, "I am willing to risk my life to protect you as you go to the capital. As long as the east and the west can unite, then the Norman bandits will no longer have a reason to invade the empire. This is why I can do it for you." I will be very happy with the remaining contribution that the country can make.”

After the two reached an agreement, they looked back at Gawain, but he was nowhere to be found!

Peter was so frightened that he was sweating all over, so he searched with the jailer. However, at the corner of the courtyard wall, he saw Gawain holding on to the wall with his hands. Peter and Diognis followed his gaze. Looking over - I saw on the other side of the street, under the arcade of the shop, a little female dog with chestnut hair, looking at Gawain with her black eyes, wagging her tail from time to time, as if she was far away.

"Monk, why did I suddenly want to lift it and hold it? Is it normal to love a dog like this?" Gawain said to the hermit monk with sweat running down his face.

Peter understood immediately. He hurriedly read a prayer and asked the patron saints, including the Virgin Mary, to appear quickly and help the distressed and tortured Gawain get out of it.

But Gawain still panted heavily and couldn't help but walked slowly towards the little bitch.

Peter followed behind Gawain, still gesticulating with his hands, shouting at the spirits of beasts and demons, and leaving as quickly as possible. At this time, the prison guard's head was clearer, so he stepped forward and took Peter's hand. He snatched the rosary beads with his hands and tied them directly around Gawain's neck - the crowd was shocked again. Huh, Gawain shouted, and was dragged on the ground by the guard, unable to move. Then the guard saw that Gawain was struggling very hard, so he took the chain from his subordinates, replaced it with beads, and used This thing dragged him to the corner of the street and tied the chain directly to a pillar.

After receiving the control, Gawain continued to stand up and instinctively walked towards the pillar. This was his reaction when he saw the pillar, and he wanted to divide the "sphere of influence", but was stopped by Peter again...

It was not until two days later that the dog genes in Gawain's body were gradually eliminated. At the same time, the three people left the Gallipoli Public Hotel where they were staying (Byzantium had such charitable facilities in all larger cities). After walking out, we came to the gate of the fortress and started a new journey.

Looking back at the official residence, market, churches and monasteries in the city, Gawain, who was riding on the black mare, finally let out a long breath and said, "I don't know where that Cabea Amiya has gone now. It’s hard for me to smell her breath anymore, it’s all dissipated in the sea breeze.”

Then, in front of him was an endless wheat field, which was also the most fertile and prosperous place in the entire Byzantine Roman Empire. Between each wheat field, about half a li away, there was a dark green forest acting as a dividing barrier, just like a screen. Such large pieces of fertile land stretched toward the northwest, sandwiched between the oceans on both sides.

Gawain on horseback felt the winds from four directions rushing towards him: the moist and warm wind of the Aegean Sea, the furious and cold wind of the Euxin Sea, the dry and full wind of Asia Minor, and the wind with wheat fragrance in Thrace.

He didn't know what Constantinople, which was still prosperous in his original world, that is, Istanbul, where he had traveled many times, would look like in the present era under the shaping of these four very different winds.

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