Veron, the military camp of the Duchy of Lazarosso.

Hassan took the gate of the barracks tent where his entourage was stationed, and looked at the tent with a smile on his face, waiting for the news from inside.

A knight dressed in half-armor quickly walked out of the tent, stood still, and said with a cold face, "General Jericher, please Mr. Hassan in!"

After saying this, the knight's gaze didn't even mean to stay on Hassan's body for a moment, and directly crossed Hassan and turned around and stood on the side of the big tent door, becoming the door god.

The performance of the Waiting Knight did not make Hassan feel any dissatisfaction, or just that Hassan did not show it. Hassan himself knew that his reputation in the barracks was not good, and that people who were a little bit of a knight looked down on him. But so what? Hassan doesn't think he's the pretty girl who can't sleep with these knights, with utensils that the knights can't afford to use?

Hassan smiled at the knight and stepped into the tent, while Bernard, who was following behind, took two steps and reached out to help Hassan lift the curtain of the tent.

As a large tent of the military camp, and it is also a permanent station, the commander's tent of the Lazarosso people is quite prosperous, the tent is lit with spices, and as soon as you enter the door, you can smell the faint fragrance, as soon as you enter the door, there is a dark red long-haired carpet on the ground, and there are some paintings hanging around the big tent, and six magic lamps illuminate the big tent brighter than the outside.

Bypassing the curtain of the emblem of the Grand Duke of Lazarosso, Hassan's vision suddenly opened up, there was a sand table three or four meters square on the left side of the whole tent, three or four men were discussing something around the sand table, and in the middle of the tent were two rows of twelve chairs, and in the middle of the opposite side was a large chair, and the chair was covered with snow bear skin, which was the chair of General Jericho, the number one person in the barracks.

Seeing Hassan coming, two of the several men surrounding the sand table immediately gave a military salute to the stout man in his early fifties and a teenager, and then left the barracks.

The sturdy man in his fifties raised his hand at Hassan with a smile on his face and motioned for him to sit down: "Hassan, my friend!

Hassan nodded one after another with a flattering smile: "Your Excellency, General, I am very satisfied."

General Jericho stretched out his hand and gestured to the young man standing beside him, "This is His Royal Highness Galen, the third son of the Grand Duke."

Hassan guessed a few points when he saw the arrogance on the young man's face, and now when he heard General Jerich's introduction, the smile on his face became even bigger, and he stood up from his chair and made a noble salute to the young man: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness Galen"

Galen nodded slightly, then sat down in the first chair on the left.

Hassan didn't feel embarrassed at all, so General Jerif was a little embarrassed, but Galen, as one of Lazarosso's heirs, was not something he could reprimand, and Galen was not his subordinate, to make it clear, the Grand Duke felt that Jerich's position was too oily, and sent his son over to learn from the experience, in fact, he was watching Jeriffo not make small moves.

"Let's talk about something else, that Grand Duke of Veron has been here for almost a month and a half, what are you busy with every day now," General Jericho immediately changed the subject.

Hassan said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Veron is a person who knows each other, after arriving here, he does not stretch out his hands indiscriminately, and he does not run around, and his daily routine is to drink, hunt, and tinker with some small things, and his thoughts are completely different from others, and it is very weird." There is also a group of useless life magicians who have been recruited, and it is estimated that there are nearly three hundred people, and the others are nothing special."

"Where are the life mages now?, the life mages have been expelled from the Mage Guild," Galen interjected without waiting for Hassan to finish.

In the more than a month since Luo Xiaohu arrived in Weilong, the biggest thing that happened on the mainland was that the Magic Guild unanimously decided to expel the waste-like life mages from the Magic Association through voting, that is to say, all life mages are now no longer under the jurisdiction of the Magic Association, and they no longer represent the Magic Association, which means that in the war, life mages no longer enjoy the rights and obligations of members of the Wizards Guild, and they are also not protected by the Mage Association.

Hassan echoed and said, "Yes, Your Highness is right!

"Haha! The image of this is said" Galen's heart looked at the current Grand Duke of Veron, and felt that it was not worthy to lift shoes for himself, although he had never seen this, but he heard that it was okay, Galen felt that this Grand Duke was a waste of a little white face, and now through the news obtained in the past month or so, it has strengthened Galen's thoughts.

Hassan immediately lost no time in patting Galen's ass: "That's naturally true, this Grand Duke of Veron is too far worse than His Royal Highness."

General Jerifer couldn't help frowning slightly when he heard this, and then said, "Don't underestimate the enemy!"

Galen smiled and said: "The general is too worried, if this Grand Duke of Veron wants to make trouble, I will bring five hundred people to arrest him back immediately, I heard that he is good and has fine skin and tender flesh is quite beautiful, if he doesn't know it, it just so happens that I am a little bored these days."

"Your Highness is out of the horse, I don't think there is any trouble, as long as Your Highness arrives, with Your Highness's divine martial arts, you don't have to do anything for fear that this Grand Duke of Weilong has already taken off his pants and let His Highness gallop" Hassan smiled and picked up Galen again.

After two handfuls, Galen felt that the Hassan in front of him was not as unbearable as he imagined, and it was not a matter of betraying the master or stealing, but a friend to make, so that the eyes that looked at Hassan suddenly softened.

General Jericho looked at Galen and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, now the Grand Duke is a mediocre person, and then look at these highnesses, which one is not as good as one, this Galen Highness has no merit except for arrogance. It looks like a dog-like person, but in fact, a belly of straw bales, a few people can kill the guardian dog team, and hang all the people on the tree, and dare to provoke the word, the cruelty of the means, people can't help but worry when they think about it, such a person will be a little sheep?

With the virtue of this highness, he is not even worthy of lifting shoes compared to others!

General Jericht is good in terms of vision and military literacy, as for the luxury of life, half for acting and half for such enjoyment, acting is to reassure his own monarch: I am only greedy for such a small life, not military power or anything else.

Jerif heard the itinerary of the Grand Duke of Veron these times, the quieter he felt, the more frightened he felt, if he followed Jerichor's own ideas, he would have brought a large army to Sunhui Town a month ago, whether it was pretending to be a bandit or directly and blatantly, he would kill the Grand Duke of Veron.

It's a pity that I don't count what I said, I am nominally the commander here, but in fact I didn't mobilize the power of more than 500 knights, and my request to the principality and other things came back just a sentence, don't make trouble!

Jerevier also knows that taking a duke's things is not the same thing as killing an archduke, but there may not be no place to turn back on this seemingly clown-like Grand Duke of Veron, but unfortunately his own Grand Duke does not agree with his plan at all, the reason is very simple, this person is afraid of trouble!

It is a joke that a ruler is afraid of trouble when his own interests are threatened. It's a pity that this joke happened to his own monarch, and for himself it is not a joke but a tragedy.

"Can you be more detailed?" said Jerifer to Hassan.

Jerry didn't have any spies under him, and he didn't need spies to guard the lumberyard, let alone any intelligence agencies, so he could only send a sergeant to inquire about the news of the Grand Duke of Veronro, and the sergeant did this, and he also drilled into the small town of Sunshine, and at first glance, he was an outsider, and the news he found could only be superficial.

Knowing that Hassan had deeper roots in the town, General Jerifer asked.

Hassan immediately turned his gaze to General Jerifo, who was seated on the throne: "It's nothing special, since I sent a few beautiful women, the days of this Grand Duke of Veron have not even been half of the days out, drinking and having fun all day long, the news from those women, this Grand Duke is called more than a ......."

Jerry Fu listened to Hassan's description with his chin propped up, and thought carefully.

Hassan continued: "But the dwarven tribe is doing a good job, I heard that a furnace has been built, it is a good business, but the name of the leader is Merlinshi, she used to be the wife of Ether Weida."

As soon as he heard the word Weida, Jericho's eyebrows jumped: "You'd better not fight these dwarves' ideas."

Hassan laughed when he heard this: "I just think about it, who knows what the old grumpy man thinks in his heart."

"That's the best!" Jerifer nodded.

The word Weida is not to say that it is for Jerich, even for the Grand Duke Lazarosso, it can only be looked up and not played, this old thing is not reasonable at all, it looks like an old two hundred and five, the people on the mainland hate the car, but none of them have the ability to provoke him, although this female dwarf left Weida's house, but who knows what the old thing of Weida is to make this long-bearded woman, what is the reflection of Weida's old thing, since this gang of people is here, if it is not too much, everyone should not see it.

After a little more conversation, Hassan got up to take his leave, and left the tent with his share of the wealth.

Galen and Jerifer stood at the door of the tent and watched as Hassan left the camp with a whole wagon of things, and walked farther and farther away.

"Let's just do it ourselves, why do you still take him with you?" Galen looked at the things in the car a little reluctantly, he had just taken him as a confidant, and now he wanted to rush up and cut Hassan in two.

When Jerivier heard Galen's words, he sighed again in his heart, because this little thing was greedy, and this person's character was not only ruthless but also lacked even a little political literacy, and the whole person was left to look smart.

"With him, we have a place to maneuver, and we have cover for our operations here, we are cooperating with Hassan the Weilong people, not plundering, and with Hassan's intervention, no matter how many slaves die on our side, at least on the surface, it is Hassan's problem......"

"He's just a ghost for the dead" Galen's IQ has not yet reached a negative value, and when he heard this, he understood, and the murderous intent in his heart because of his wealth was also calmed down.

"Not only for the dead ghost, but his wealth could also be a tribute to Lord Veron," Jerifer explained.

The two of them walked back as they spoke.

At this time, there was no donation to the dilapidated mansion of Grand Duke Luo of Veronro, but some gadgets customized by Grand Duke Luo arrived, and a large group of subordinates were gathered around Grand Duke Luo, gathering in the hall to listen to Grand Duke Luo's explanation. (To be continued.) )