章節 368: Trouble in Albania?

In a small town nestled in northern Albania, a man entered a modest tent. Upon crossing the threshold, he respectfully bowed to the figure seated within before presenting a sealed letter.

The man who entered the tent was bowing to none other than the chieftain of one of the Albanian tribes residing in Byzantine-held northern Albania. Dressed in traditional garb that reflected both the rugged terrain and the enduring spirit of his people, the chieftain carried an air of authority. His weathered features spoke of a life spent navigating the challenging landscapes of the region.

The chieftain whose name was Alban , in a commanding tone, ordered, "Give me the report." The man promptly handed over the document, and the chieftain's eyes delved into its contents, absorbing the details of the unfolding events in the south involving the Sicilians, Epirotes, and Romans.