Chapter 940 Why do you change your face and don’t detract from beans?

"Are these people of the empire?" Nix looked at the numb figures and walked towards each other through the ice bridge.

"It seems that the condition is not particularly good..." Roland nodded. After all, how good can he be in a hurry day and night?

"I hope there will be no civilian casualties..." Nix's eyes shone with tears in his eyes holding the pendant on his chest.

"..." Roland looked at the silver light in the ravines of Nix who was held in his arms, shook his head and said nothing. How could this trip thousands of miles away be without personnel loss? Even the imperial army would be damaged.

"Your Majesty, these people need first aid!" Caslow fell down and said anxiously to Roland.

"I've ordered the camp to start preparing food and hot soup! They should have just caught up!" Roland nodded at Caslow.

"No, I feel that they still need medicine. Even soldiers have frostbite. Those people may be more serious!" Caslow explained.

"...Huh?" Before Caslo finished speaking, he saw Roland slowly pulling out a golden scepter from his arms, with a huge sapphire embedded in the scepter... What is this? What shape?

"Darian, inform Charlie Prouss to come over! His Dragon God Glory has a promotional target!" Roland slowly spoke to the void behind him.

"As for your order, your majesty!" The air behind Roland fluctuated, and then fell into peace.

"I hope that charlatan won't disappoint us!" Roland raised his head and sighed softly.

"So what do you mean?" Nix poked Roland's hand and signaled the extremely flirty golden scepter, puzzled.

"It must be professional to exercise the power of sacred!" As soon as Roland opened his mouth, he smelled like a charlatan and a painted cake king.

"..." Nix held his face and then realized that Roland was also a Paladin. In a sense, this guy holding a scepter cos is also a completely professional match!

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"Let's go here! Don't crowd! There are hot meals there! And warm tents! Based on family units! Don't push!" The soldiers from the kingdom in the crowd held high the imperial dragon flag to guide the diversion of people with numb expressions, and placed them into the tents prepared in advance.

"Please pay attention to epidemic prevention and disinfection work! Sprinkle more quicklime! Let the priest do more purges! If you have nothing to do, you will die and apologize!" Duke Joelstea was wearing the dragon armor of the great crowd at noon, and the aura of a high-level profession was emitted. These civilians looked at him with fearful eyes and circled around.

"There is hot porridge ahead, don't worry, keep calm!" Duke Joelstia directed the huge crowd to spread into the entire camp.

"Why don't you let them enter the city? Lagrang City is not far from the camp, right?" Weiss looked at Roland and puzzled.

"If these people have epidemics, the entire city will be trapped in a plague. How can we avoid taking huge risks in advance?" Nix smiled.

"So that's it..." Weis nodded in a clear way. After all, plagues are not trivial in the extraordinary world! When plagues flood, magic is not omnipotent!

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"Your Majesty!" Darien Yebian whispered.

"Have the notice arrived?" Roland looked at Darien Night Blade.

"His Excellency Charlie Prous is on his way to come, and he will be here soon!" Darian Yebing nodded.

"Okay, go find the head of this team! Let him come to see me! I'm curious about this Grand Duke of the East!" Roland said to Darien Yeren. He was very curious about what the so-called Grand Duke of the East was. After all, Gaoxia is also one of the electoral princes! Apophis Breo is quite sensible, but he doesn't know what the situation of this Grand Duke of the East was.

"As you wish! Your Majesty!" Darien Yebian stroked Roland's chest and then stepped back.

Looking at the back of Darien Yebian leaving Roland grinned helplessly. According to the principle, a country is composed of a large number of civilians, a majority of small nobles and a small number of large nobles.

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"You are the Grand Duke of the East? The Wind Family?" Darian Yeren glanced at the family heraldry on the chest of Okriyan Yasuo. The flying wind dragon shone brightly, looking noble and elegant! After all, this heraldry symbolizes the powerful Grand Duke family!

"I... am Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo, your Excellency is..." The creed assassin Darien Yebing, who obviously suddenly appeared, scared Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo.

"I am the King's Guard, Darien Yebian! I am called to you to meet you!" Darien Yebian nodded to Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo.

"Okay! Please recommend it!" Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo nodded in a clear way. After all, as the Grand Duke of the East Realm, the current imperial ruler will definitely pay attention to it. After all, whether in terms of name or blood, Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo is a shareholder and one of the electorate of the empire. Although there is no original shares like the Double Fist Family, as a veteran shareholder, no matter who it is, you have to give some face! After all, it was also served with the royal family to have dinner!

"Your Highness..." Okrien Lukin behind him grabbed the cloak of Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo, with a questioning look in his eyes, and signaled himself to go with Grand Duke Yasuo.

"Okay, this brave man can come together!" Darian Yebian glanced at the small movement of the Ryujin Sword Saint behind Okriyan Yasuo and said casually, after all, two sixth-level brave men can't make a fuss when facing King Roland! The assassination master is right in front of them, and the high-level combat power beside Roland was killed!

"Uh... this is Okrien Liujin, the sword saint of the Qifeng family!" Lord Okrien Yasuo explained, the sword saint is so high-end! The brave men run everywhere, but there are not many sword saints!

"So that's it! It's rude!" Darian Ye Ren nodded and apologized to the Liujin Sword Saint. He just thought this thing was so capable. Well, this guy really has something to do! The sword Saint's inheritance is extraordinary, especially the sixth ones in the Jifeng family...

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"Norman! Go and call Marquis Al Tegrand Franz to meet with us!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo ordered the Knight Commander behind him.

"Artegrand Franz... Marquises? The people of the Franz family are also with you?" Darien Yebian obviously understood the reputation of that family. After all, the famous empire of the Franz Bank is well known! One of the few magical merchant nobles who can squeeze out oil and water from the nobles!

Before we could feel sad for the Jifeng family, the next thing we walked towards us was the Empire Grandet, a business genius, Middle-earth banker, a little noble nightmare, a royal loyal dog, the emperor's will to walk, the human emperor's iron abacus, the expedition chief, the inventor of the nine out of thirteen, the Franz family!

"Beggar...beggar?" When Darien Yebian saw the gray and black cloth strips of Marquis Al Tigeron Franz, he couldn't hide his shock in his heart. Darien Yebian said nothing, just opened his mouth blindly!

"Hmm? I'm rude! I'm the hereditary marquis recognized by the emperor! How dare you insult me?" Marquis Al Tegrand Franz's face changed.

"This is the King's Guards Messenger..." Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo whispered behind him.

"Oh! It's really a mountain torrent that has rushed into the Dragon Temple! I've been looking back for a long time!" Al Tigeron Franz suddenly smiled and held Darien Yebn's hand.
Chapter completed!