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Chapter 927 Marquis Franz!

"I want to see your Grand Duke! Let me see your Grand Duke!" There was a commotion in the crowd, and a man in tattered clothes shouted amid the soldiers' shoving. Although his clothes were tattered, it could still be seen that they were gorgeous clothes made of the finest imperial ice silk satin material, but they looked a little funny on this disheveled guy.

"Be quiet! Your Highness needs to rest! He has been clearing the way for us for a whole day! Don't you know how to be grateful and content? Sit down quietly and don't cause us any trouble!" The soldier glared at the disheveled guy, and the anger in his eyes almost burned the trembling man.

"Asshole! Do you know who you are talking to? Even Okrian Yasuo doesn't dare to point at my nose and talk like that!" The man jumped to his feet, shaking with anger. He waved his arms up and down and started arguing fiercely with the soldiers. The civilians on the side saw this madman and moved away to watch the excitement.

"Swish! I'm warning you for the last time! Don't bother with me anymore! We need adequate rest to ensure everyone's safety, instead of putting our energy into playing house with you here! It's wartime now! Impersonating an imperial marquis is a capital crime! I have no intention of hurting you, but please respect yourself as a citizen!" The soldier drew out an armor-piercing sword and held it across his body, the warning in his eyes and actions evident in his words.

"Fuck you! I'm going to kill you!" The man was stunned for a second, and then he became furious as if he had been electrocuted. A torrent of elements surged through his body, and then a huge yellow elemental hand held him down.

"Who are you saying is pretending to be a noble! Do I need to pretend to be a noble? Wow!" The man with bloodshot eyes tightened his elemental hand in an instant due to excitement, and the swordsman's eyes bulged immediately!

"Swish!" Seeing that the swordsman was about to be crushed to death, a long and narrow sword light flashed, and the next second the fierce elemental hand disintegrated uncontrollably, and the swordsman fell to the ground and gasped.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking the soldiers of the Gale Family? Are you trying to provoke the Gale Family?" A somewhat lazy voice came from behind the man. Okriyan Ryukin appeared behind him with his arms around his chest. He didn't even draw his sword. For the sixth-rank swordsman Okriyan Ryukin, the man in front of him was full of flaws! He had at least a hundred ways! A hundred ways to kill with one blow!

"Ocrian Ryukin? It's you? This is your family's private soldier! Great!" The man felt a chill like needles pricking his spine, and his neck also felt chilly, but when he saw clearly the person in front of him, he immediately sneered.

"I'm going to kill you today!" the man said and kicked towards Okrian Ryukin.

"Madman!" Okrian Ryukin didn't make any move, but just shook his body and appeared ten meters away, easily dodging the man's kick.

"Sir, this place is not safe. I don't take action not because I am afraid, but because I hope everyone can work together to bring everyone back... You should understand that one sword is enough to kill you!" Oakrian Liukin said in a deep voice. If he didn't need manpower now, he would have attacked with a sword in the Imperial Era.

"Come on! Cut inside!" The man didn't say much, but just lifted up his messy hair and gestured his neck to Okrian Ryukin.

"What's going on? Why is it so lively?" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo, who was far away, saw that the place was surrounded by spectators in three layers inside and outside, and hurriedly asked what was going on.

"Yasuo! You old bastard! Come here!" Suddenly the man glanced at Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo who was looking around in the crowd, and roared, scaring Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo so much that he trembled all over.

"How dare you!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo stepped out of the crowd, his eyes flashing with sarcasm. He was just worried that no one would kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, but now a Bodhisattva has jumped out! "Look at who I am, Grandpa?" The man asked, lifting his hair in front of his face.

"Al? Huh?" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo paused for a moment, then was filled with great surprise.

"My friend! You are still alive! My dear..." Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo opened his arms and was about to hug the man, but the man grabbed Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo's breastplate.

"Come on! Do you think I am a noble or a bandit?" the man who was holding Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo said excitedly.

"You are a noble! Marquis Franz al-Tigrand Franz!" Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo was frightened by the question.

"Did you see that? I'm Al Tigrand Franz! I'm the quartermaster-in-chief of the Fourteenth Legion of the Empire! The combat lieutenant-general of the Fourteenth Legion! I'm a marquis! Which bastard said that I was pretending to be a noble? Slander! Naked slander! Where is that swordsman just now? Come out, I want to duel with you! The honor of my family is on the line!" Al Tigrand Franz, who was getting more and more excited as he spoke, jumped up directly, and Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo hurriedly stopped his former colleague.

"Calm down, calm down, calm down! It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!" Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo apologized repeatedly. After all, he didn't recognize Marquis Al Tigrand Franz, let alone the other soldiers. When this man, dressed like an elder of the Beggars' Gang, called himself a marquis, his soldiers were already well-mannered by not beating him with sticks.

"Are these your soldiers? I fed them the food for nothing! I should have let you all starve to death on the northern front! You eat my grandpa's food and call me a pretender to be a noble?" Marquis Al Tigrand Franz cursed. After all, before the Gale Family took these fire seeds and exiled to the void, Al Tigrand Franz was in charge of allocating and distributing the supplies for the entire Fourteenth Legion and the Gale Family.

It is well known in the empire that the Franz family is synonymous with stinginess. All members of the Franz family are misers, so the Franz family is rich in quartermasters, and no one can take a penny from them!

Marquis Al-Tigeran Franz is the leader of the family! The miser among misers! The bureaucrat among bureaucrats! Famous saying: How much money can you get by squeezing the people dry? Squeezing the bureaucrats is the most profitable! So the Franz family became the biggest creditor of small and medium nobles! They have been specialized in lending for thousands of years! Their wealth is rich enough to rival a country, but the reason why they have not been targeted by the royal family for so many years is because they are the most loyal. Of course, this loyalty is only to the emperor. Their loyalty is just like going to work, and they are equally loyal to every emperor. As for the empire? Sorry, we are not familiar with it!

Alben was the best candidate in the Franz family in this generation for business and logistics management, so he successfully ran for the family's marquis! (It's hard to break down. The inheritance of the title of this family is not based on blood or legitimate, but on the ability to win the support of the family council! The head of the family who is elected is a rare anomaly in the empire! The most amazing thing is that it was passed down safely!)

The reason why Marquis Al Tigrand Franz appeared here was because he was appointed by the emperor to be the military supervisor to manage the logistics of the northeastern defense line. To be precise, he was supervising the battle with the emperor's will!

"Thank God! I thought..." Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo held Marquis Al Tigrand Franz's shoulder and choked.

(End of this chapter)