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Chapter 935 The empire’s heritage has never been cut off!

Roland was envious of the luxurious birth lineup of Archduke Okrian Yasuo! But it was just envy for a while, after all, Roland now held the truth, and his authority and strength were not as good as before!

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"Hello, respected Dragon Rider! I am Okrien Yasuo of the Wind Family! Who is the emperor in power now?" Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo saw Kaslo standing in front of the Storm Dragon and Weiss riding on the dragon's back. His eyes stayed on Kaslo, and then his pupils shrank suddenly! The faint dragon power and dragon power lingering on Kaslo made Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo instantly realize that the person in front of him was a strange Dragon Rider, and then he immediately asked respectfully.

"The Wind Family?" Kaslo looked at Grand Duke Okriyan Yasuo. He first looked at the armor on Grand Duke Okriyan Yasuo, and then looked at the flags behind them. The two flags, the flying wind dragon and the imperial red-bottomed golden dragon flag, were fluttering in the wind! Seeing this, Kaslo nodded with satisfaction. He had no way to identify the authenticity of the Wind Family, but Grand Duke Okriyan Yasuo's dragon armor was indeed not fake! Plus the soldiers behind him carrying standard imperial legion armor, it looked authentic no matter how you looked at it! But now the kingdom's soldiers look a bit like a ragtag army...

"I have no way of identifying your identity, so I can only leave it to His Majesty to decide!" Kaslo looked at Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo and said slowly.

"..." Upon hearing the word "Your Majesty", Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo was very calm. However, there was a flash of disappointment in the eyes of Ochrian Ryukin and Ochrian Norman behind him, as the other two's hopes of "joining the tribe" were shattered.

However, some people's eyes lit up when they heard this. Suddenly, a man appeared behind Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo and shouted with joy.

"Your Majesty? Which Majesty? Where is Your Majesty?" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz looked around excitedly, like a guard dog seeing his master returning home.

"??? Marquis? Where did you come from?" Okrien Ryukin and Okrien Norman stared at each other, obviously frightened by the elusive Marquis Al Tigrand Franz.

"I followed you when His Highness the Archduke was running with you, and I came to see if I could be of any help..." Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz waved his hand. He did not expect to encounter such a surprise.

"This is..." Caslo said as he looked at the "beggar" with a strange smell and tattered clothes. Obviously, he didn't think this guy was a marquis. After all, the contrast was too big.

"Ahem! I am a loyal defender of the royal family! An extension of the Emperor's spirit! A royal minion - Marquis Al Tegrand Franz, patriarch of the Franz family!" Marquis Al Tegrand Franz stood up straight and spoke loudly to Caslo with eyes full of pride and glory, his eyes so determined that they seemed to turn into the shape of an empire!

"Franz?" Kaslo's eyes narrowed. My goodness, Franz! Royal hawks and dogs are not even an adjective for this family! But soon Kaslo's eyes became unclear, because he thought of the family spirit and glory of the Franz family. The absolute loyalty to the royal family made Kaslo's hand rub the hilt for a long time. He was struggling whether to kill this guy with a sword and then put the blame on someone who pretended to be a noble. Even if it was proven that he was a noble, he would just go to his grave to offer a bowl of wine and apologize. Could Roland kill him?

"Yes, yes, yes! It's Franz! We are the survivors of the Spark Project when the empire collapsed! Some of these soldiers are private soldiers of the Wind Family, and the rest are the remnants of the Empire's Fourteenth Border Defense Corps! This is Marquis Al Tegrand Franz, the chief of logistics for the Eastern Front!" Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo noticed the uncertainty in Kaslo's eyes and the small movements of his men, and subconsciously stood in front of Marquis Al Tegrand Franz and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, who is the current emperor? Which branch is he from?" Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo continued to ask. After all, Kaslo's somewhat abnormal behavior made Grand Duke Okrien Yasuo feel a chill in his heart! Could it be that after they fell asleep, the remaining people in the empire launched a coup?

"You'll know soon!" Kaslo looked at the two of them deeply, feeling a little confused. After all, Grand Duke Ochrian Yasuo could be identified from his name! He was from the Ochrian Windstorm family! He was the Grand Duke of the East and one of the electors of the Empire! In terms of bloodline, this family might not be much worse than Roland's so-called King Laozi Romanian! Just because the Junlin family was honest and loyal and had no other intentions did not mean that other families were also loyal to Roland...

"Wes! Go back and tell His Majesty everything here! Let them prepare to welcome the people first!" Kaslo emphasized the word "everything" and used the high-sounding excuse of welcoming the people to close the originally open mouth of Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo.

"Okay, General!" No matter how stupid Weiss was, he could feel that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so without saying a word, he pulled the dragon reins and soared into the sky, not giving anyone else time to react.

"..." Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo and Marquis Al Tigrand Franz looked at each other secretly, and both felt something was wrong.

"Is that imperial capital still there?" Marquis Al-Tigeran Franz trembled, still holding on to a last glimmer of hope. "..." Caslo shook his head and nodded. How should I put it? The imperial capital was indeed there, but it was definitely different from the imperial capital he remembered.

"..." Al Tigrand Franz felt hopeless when he saw Kaslo's expression.

"The imperial family..." Al Tigrand Franz said tremblingly.

"..."Caslo shook his head at Marquis Al-Tigerand Franz.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Oakrian Norman hurriedly supported the limp Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz.

"The empire is gone...now it's the Lagrande...Kingdom!" Kaslo sighed softly as he looked at the disheartened Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz.

"The royal family..." Grand Duke Okrian Yasuo's eyes wandered for a while and he was unable to continue speaking.

"I feel bad for your majesty..." Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz kept muttering. A trace of heartache flashed in the eyes of Okrian Norman, who was supporting him. He knew which majesty Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz felt bad for... Only the emperor Larry who led the army to the north to fight back! However, from the words of this dragon rider, it seemed that Larry had also failed.

"No, Your Excellency the Marquis, you have not let anyone down. Only if you live well, there will be hope for the empire! Just like a spark! This is the meaning of your existence! Although the royal family is gone, the royal blood still remains in this land! The current king is... Roland Lagrande!" Caslo looked at the nearly fainted Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz and comforted him.

"Huh? Lagrande?" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz opened his eyes instantly and appeared in front of Kaslo's face with a catapulting start. Kaslo was so scared that his hand reached for the hilt of the sword.

"Yes, King Roland!" Caslo nodded.

"What did you say his last name was?" Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz didn't care about Roland's name, but only paid attention to Roland's last name.

"Ragran? He is the direct descendant of the last Romanian king! Is there any problem with inheriting Ragran's surname?" Caslo said in confusion.

"Good, good, good! Lagrande is good!" The flame of hope rekindled in the eyes of Marquis Al-Tigrand Franz. Who said that the royal family was gone? Wasn't the line of Lagrande still there? How could King Romanian not be the royal orthodoxy?

"..."Okrien Liukin and Okrien Norman looked at each other, and the light of relief and excitement in their eyes faded again!

(End of this chapter)