In the luxurious compound of Hassan's residence, there were nearly three or four hundred people, all dressed in everything, many of them had very strange patterns on their bodies, and they were dressed in all kinds of clothes, such as lumberjacks, owners of non-flowing yards, merchants who sold smuggling in China, and slave traders.

Some of these people come together to make the whole yard look like a circus.

Hassan is dressed in the costume of the orthodox French noble, judging from the decorative patterns of the costume, Hassan has a lot of money on this product, and there are no less than ten star coins in this dress alone.

Now the sir, who was even more pretentious, was standing on the steps and lecturing the three or four hundred men below.

"Our Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Veron will be here in a moment."

Hearing His Royal Highness the Grand Duke of Veron come out of Hassan's mouth, but his tone did not have the slightest respect, there was immediately a burst of laughter among the three or four hundred people below.

Hassan smiled and laughed with everyone for a while, and then raised his hand to signal everyone to stop: "When the time comes to meet this Grand Duke, everyone still has to ensure the necessary courtesy, remember that he is still the Grand Duke of Veron, remember that this time Ju said that he was here to entertain, but the person who paid the money was this His Highness, and when you eat, you should also remember to read Your Highness's good, as for the finished eating, it will be finished!" Of course, he will go to the ghost abyss in half a month, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the candidate of our Grand Duke of Weilong will be replaced again, so let's put it this way, when the time comes, eat more and talk less, if anyone can hold back, I will send him to accompany this Grand Duke to the ghost abyss in a few days to make meritorious contributions."

Hearing Hassan say this, everyone in the courtyard burst into laughter again.

"We should suggest to the Pope that the title of Grand Duke of Veron should be given to you, Lord Hassan, who else in this world can be worthy of the title of Grand Duke of Veron?"

"Yes, yes, if you are the Grand Duke of Veron, we will give our full support, right?" said another sycophant's voice.

"Yes, yes, Grand Duke Hassan, Grand Duke Hassan!"

Hassan smiled and raised his hand again: "Thank you, but I won't ask for the title of Grand Duke of Veron, because whoever sits on the title of Veron will die miserably, I have money and women now, I don't want to die so early, and I am ready to enjoy it for decades!"

"That's right! In recent decades, these guys have died worse than one another, and this Grand Duke of Veron doesn't do it!"

"I don't know what kind of unlucky guy will come over next time."

"Hahaha"

Hassan watched the people below show disdain for the new Grand Duke, and his heart was very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

When he thought of these four words of Archduke Veron, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart! Although what he just said sounded good, he was not unfamiliar with the title of Grand Duke of Veron, in fact, Hassan himself knew best in his heart that he had dreamed of sitting in the position of the master of Veron, but it was a pity that his current wealth was not enough to 'convince' some powerful figures of the church to support him and seal this land to himself.

Deep down, Hassan feels that he is more suitable for this place than anyone else in this world, he was born and raised here since he was a child, and he dug up the first pot of gold in his life here.

With lumberyards, carpentry yards and tanneries, the population has increased from more than 2,000 to nearly 30,000, although most of them are equivalent to slave work, but in Hassan's opinion, it is better to have work than no work, and it is better to earn one or two silver coins a month than to sleep.

Meimei looked at the people below, enjoying the flattery and flattery in their eyes when they looked at her, and listening to them gossiping about the Archduke of Veron, Hassan was a little drunk, drunk in his imagination, and even subconsciously touched his head, feeling that an invisible crown seemed to have been worn on his head.

At this time, the ugly ghost Bernard walked out of the courtyard, looked at the sycophants all over the courtyard, couldn't help frowning, and then sighed slightly, and then walked towards Hassan.

Seeing Bernard, Hassan's brows couldn't help frowning, and he said in his heart: Why did this nasty ghost come over at this time!

Even though he thought so, Hassan looked at Bernard with a smile on his face.

The reason why Hassan posed as a corporal of courtesy to Bernard was because Bernard had a certain amount of power in his knighthood and had good military qualities. Let's put it this way, if it weren't for Bernard, it would be almost impossible to have Hassan's own knights now, and the Lazarosso people would not have given their share of the profits they have now.

Everything in this world speaks by power, and it is with power that Hassan feels that he can not be the so-called grand duke.

But even so, Hassan still hates Bernard in his heart, because he always says something bad from time to time, and sometimes he feels that he can't get off the stage.

"What's the matter?" asked Hasan gently.

"Your Highness is almost here, and you will be at the door in ten minutes," Bernard said with a slight bow.

Hassan casually asked, "How many people are here?"

"About 200 people, the flags have been raised, starting with the big flags, swallowtail flags, pennants and so on," Bernard said.

Hearing that the Duke of Veron had raised all his flags, Hassan couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "Even the outer community of a fisherman has lost 10%, what is the flag for? It's not shameful enough, this highness's face is really like the legend!"

After saying that, Hassan felt that he should suppress the momentum of this Grand Duke of Veron, not because of anything else, but because now he felt a little uncomfortable looking at the Grand Duke's big duke.

So he said to Bernard: "Bona, take all the knights who can be dispatched, and then follow me at the door to meet the young duke, and tell him who is the real master of Veron!"

"My lord, I think we'd better not do this," Bernard immediately opened his mouth to persuade him.

In Bernard's opinion, everyone has been burying their fortunes all these years and not jumping into the eyes of the public, and now they are so tough on the lord If the next lord is a powerful person, then there will be much less room for return. It's not wise to do this just to vent your anger!

Hassan was already unhappy in his heart, and this time he was even more angry: "Bona, I didn't ask for your opinion, but gave an order!"

When Bernard heard this, he was stunned for a moment and immediately saluted and said, "Yes, sir!" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the gate.

Hassan looked at Bernard's back and gritted his teeth, the hatred in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"My lord, I don't think this man can stay," the guard officer saw a little bit of the doorway, walked up, and leaned over to Hassan's side and whispered.

Hassan glanced at his bodyguard, and then said, "Take your own business in mind, without him can you lead the Knights and train them to the praise of the Lazarosos?"

Although he hates Bernard and doesn't know each other, Hassan also knows that he can't do without him for a while, although his guard officer is loyal, but when it comes to real skills, he is not on the same level as Bernard at all, and Hassan still knows who is more important and who is light.

After five minutes, there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves outside the courtyard wall, and everyone in the courtyard heard such a dense sound of horses' hooves, and their faces immediately showed shocked expressions.

Hassan was very satisfied with the expressions on the faces of these people, and for the art of the royal family, Hassan thought that there were two points, one was to talk about benefits, and the other was to talk about a word of fear.

"Don't be afraid, the knight outside the door is not His Royal Highness the Duke, it is our own knight order, I heard that the Duke came over this time with a full set of honor guards, so I can also be solemn and put on a big scene to welcome our Grand Duke."

Hearing that this was sent by the knights on their side, the people in the field immediately relaxed, of course, some of them may have other thoughts, but on the surface, everyone was unanimous, and their faces showed a bit of calmness.

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Grand Duke doesn't even have a few horses there, where is such a big guard of honor?"

"Even the wild fishermen can't beat the horses they want, just two legs to play the flag, where can a bunch of waste be equipped with horses"

The sycophants in the full courtyard who suddenly came back to their senses opened their mouths again. These people didn't know that Luo Xiaohu was besieged by a few fishermen, and even if they knew, these people would subconsciously choose not to believe it, and continue to buckle the hat of waste on Duke Luo's head, not because of anything else, just because they liked it, and in their hearts, Duke Luo should be the role of this clown.

None of the people in the entire courtyard took the so-called team of Grand Duke Veron in their eyes, and everyone also thought that a group of life mages put together was just a sandbag that was so awesome that they couldn't fight back!

Hassan said loudly, "Let's go, let's go and greet the Duke!"

After saying that, Hassan took the lead and walked towards the gate, and a group of people immediately followed Hassan to greet the Grand Duke of Veron like fish in the gate.

As soon as they got out of the courtyard gate, everyone was stunned by the knight team at the door, and there were at least eight hundred heavily armored knights in neat armor as far as the eye could see, and everyone's spear at the front was shining with light blue magic light, this is a formation cavalry, relying not on a single fight, relying on the strength of the group, and a killing machine on the battlefield!

The clear heavy armor, combined with the cold look in the knight's eyes, made the hearts of these little village chiefs and small bosses tremble, and most of them felt a chill on their necks under the cold gaze of these knights, even if they stood in the sun, they couldn't help but shiver.

Hassan was not in the mood to look at the expressions of these guys at this time, now his eyes looked into the distance, a team was gradually becoming clear, the team of two or three hundred people did not have the slightest so-called momentum, Hassan couldn't help but laugh coldly, stared for about two minutes, and then stepped forward to meet it.

As soon as Hassan's side moved, all the people, including the knights, naturally followed suit.

When everyone saw the team of Grand Duke Weilong, many people couldn't hold back at all, and directly covered their mouths and laughed.

The so-called Grand Duke of Veron has a little duke's style, the team of more than 200 people only has three horses, and the rest are all on foot, and even the knights who play the flag can't make it up, it's extremely shabby!

The first three people rode horses, and the three were followed by two riders holding Da Xu, each holding a white crab flag with lightning on the huge crab claws, and on both sides of the flag were golden flag tassels, and behind the Da Qi were two pennants, the same as the family emblem of Sepitoro, followed by two swallow-tailed flags.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who rode the horse at the head is estimated to be the Grand Duke of Veron himself, in fact, it is easy to guess, the young man wears a golden male crown on his head, and there is no other Grand Duke in Veron except this one, and the front of the crown is also inlaid with the 'rampant domineering' badge of the Sepietro family, and behind the young Grand Duke are two old men who are also riding horses, holding a staff in their hands, looking like a mage, but they don't look like it in terms of dress.

In fact, not only these two old men, the whole team looks a little confusing to everyone, the team of more than 200 people is not dressed normally, each of these people is wearing a very strange coat outside, and there is a black thing stuck on their heads, almost all of them have a small wooden stick in their mouths, and many people can't help but use their tongues to roll the small stick from the corner of their mouths to the other, each of them is a little beaten, very hateful.

The people who came out with Hassan, including Hassan himself, were a little stupid, originally thinking that they would come to this unfamiliar duke, and they had to play their own full set of honor guards to treat them, and they looked at it at all, but now when they looked at it, they felt that this grand duke was not here to demonstrate, but a bit like he came to perform a circus show for everyone.

Just when everyone was stunned, Grand Duke Luo had already come to everyone on a horse.

"Lord Hassan, let's meet again" Luo Xiaohu did not get off the horse, and sat directly on the back of the horse and looked at Hassan who was standing two meters away from the ground.

When he spoke, Luo Xiaohu's hands were folded in front of him, and his body was lightly leaning on the saddle, this action was quite rude to someone of the same status, but as a monarch, it was not too much for his subordinates.

Of course, at this time, Hassan felt that Luo Xiaohu's actions were excessive, so he turned his head with a cold face and sent a signal to Bernard.

Bernard nodded lightly at the knight, and saw that the knights on both sides of the road immediately urged the horses to step down, and then almost surrounded Luo Xiaohu's entire team in a few breaths, although he did not point the tip of his gun at Luo Xiaohu's entourage, but in terms of momentum, Luo Xiaohu was already in an encirclement.

"Why is Your Highness drunk before you have drunk, so let's invite His Highness's entourage down and entertain them well" Hassan thinks that I am looking at you, the Grand Duke, who is still honest these days, and I haven't troubled you, and now you are so shameless, then I can't blame me. (To be continued.) )