CHAPTER 323: CHAPTER 17: EMPRESS RAGAYA

"Thank you for your interest, but I’m still a bit puzzled. Why do you want to help me?"

Losa frowned.

Though he had no intention of getting entangled in the Empire’s power struggles, he didn’t mind having a mutually beneficial cooperation with the Eastern Empire’s imperial family represented by Anna.

For example, serving as mercenaries this time.

Losing only a few hundred men in exchange for the title of a Military Zone General, which at least meant earning tens of thousands of gold coins annually, was much better than digging sand on the Sinai Peninsula to gather that amount.

Just Limassol Military Zone alone, in terms of revenue, would surpass all the remaining territories Losa wanted to seize from Rauf.

"Isn’t it natural for capable people to be favored?"

"In the Empire, there are too many fools occupying key positions. I just hope to make room for the deserving ones to take those seats."

Anna said lightly.

But Losa knew it wasn’t that simple. Although Isaac alone couldn’t represent the entire Komnenos Family,

it was enough to prove that the Komnenos Family was discontent with Ragaya occupying the throne.

Both sides might coexist peacefully on the surface, but the struggle in private was definitely intense.

Moreover, there’s one crucial matter.

Although the Empire temporarily fell under the control of the Ducas Family, Ragaya and the eldest daughter of the late Emperor Alexios Komnenos were the legitimate heirs of the Empire.

According to logic, once the princess came of age, the Regent Empress should return the power.

But is she and the Ducas Family behind her truly willing?

Losa’s mind was filled with thoughts, but he only said, "I have no interest in the Empress. If you need me to do anything, just like this time, an equivalent exchange will suffice."

When they reached Theodosius Square, the crowd ahead became increasingly congested.

A magnificent palanquin with veils, a carriage decorated with gold silk and silver edges, a flock of slaves, and private guards from two sides collided head-on.

Each side sent someone with a dissatisfied expression to urge the other to make way, but the final result was a total block.

The noble in the palanquin looked coldly at the opposing carriage, neither joining the subordinate’s argument nor intending to make way.

At this moment, he heard the sound of swords being drawn behind him and turned to see a guard with square shields confronting his guard.

Black background with a yellow double-headed eagle...

It was an unfamiliar emblem.

The noble snorted coldly, his gaze about to return, when he suddenly saw a noblewoman in purple among the soldiers.

"Princess... Anna?"

He shivered, jumped off the palanquin, his red boots landing in a patch of mud, but he paid no heed to it.

"Everyone move aside, make way for Her Highness the Eldest Princess!"

Anna, the Purple Robe Princess, made a significant impression; riding at the front, even some officials and nobles stepped aside silently, bowing respectfully.

"How is it, impressive, right?"

Amid the public gaze, Anna smugly transmitted over.

Furinjira, the little girl, watched eagerly, wanting to be as impressive as Anna.

"Indeed, very impressive."

Losa said with a wry smile, though he often criticized that the Eastern Empire had become just like other European countries under Pronia’s transformation into a feudal state.

But a thin camel is still bigger than a horse.

The imperial power of the Eastern Empire still far surpassed that of Jerusalem, Gaul, and Great Germania and other countries.

"Wait a moment."

Anna’s expression became much more solemn.

She seemed to be communicating with someone, her lips opening and closing silently for a while.

After a moment, she frowned and said, "Recently, a group of Evil God’s followers arrived in the city. The association just tracked their base down, and I need to handle it."

"Do you need my help?"

"No need, this is Constantinople. In a land managed by a wizard for years, I won’t be in danger."

Losa’s expression turned a bit serious: "Are these spirits and Evil Spirits becoming more numerous lately?"

"They’ve always been numerous, but they haven’t been as active as they are now."

Anna sighed lightly, a trace of melancholy in her voice: "Speaking of which, all this started when your Germanic King began constructing the Wizard Tower, it’s only been a few years and the world seems to have changed."

Was it Emperor Henry?

Losa silently stored this information in his heart.

"Please wait here. I’ll send someone to escort you to meet Barcelona. Mind your tone, be a little more respectful, as my sister represents the pinnacle of secular power."

"I will."

Anna was about to leave when she suddenly turned back, brimming with confidence: "I know you might still be somewhat disdainful now, but once you see my sister, you’ll surely be impressed. She’s really beautiful, as good as any of the girls around you."

She smiled and her figure gradually faded, disappearing.

"Tch."

Furinjira snorted disdainfully, puffing up her non-existent chest.

"An old woman who’s had children, how can she compare with us?"

Jeanne whistled: "What do little girls understand, women at this age are like ripe peaches, at their juiciest, sweetest point."

Losa stiffened his face, partially amused, partially incredulous: "Where did you hear such things?"

"Those words..."

Jeanne’s expression turned nostalgic: "I don’t remember, perhaps from a now-deceased comrade? You know, those veteran soldiers love talking about such things."