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Chapter 142 You dare not

Ting made a gesture to pull out a formal sword used by a female official from the dou and others. Then the team level could not tell that he had a dimensional space, and many magic weapons on him also quietly returned to the dimensional space.

Luo Lan’s senior mage of the Break of the Imperial Prize: “I said that I am the Lord of the Empire! I am the special envoy of Count Luo Lan! If you dare to put magic shackles on me, you will see the imperial decree! The Marshal’s personal guards and the 12th Legion are outside the city, and Count Luo Lan’s dignity cannot be despised!”

The senior mage felt the other party's indomitable momentum and secretly scolded the civil servants and lords, all of whom were crazy and regarded honor as more important than anything else. If there was something wrong with this little noble and Count Luo Lan took a strong move, it was very likely that Barlow's grand bus would send him, as the senior mage, to calm down.

The senior mage had no choice but to do anything to him, snorted coldly and said, "Super your weapon, otherwise you can't enter the Grand Duke's mansion!"

Luo Lan raised her chin, threw the formal sword out, and landed it accurately in front of the high-level mage: "You are sensible."

Luo Lan's behavior made these people feel stuffy, but now there is a demon army approaching, and Count Luo Lan is stationed in the 12th Legion with the Marshal's personal guards. They can only endure the anger in their hearts to avoid causing greater disputes.

So, in the angry eyes of Grand Duke Baluo's subordinates, Luo Lan swaggered and entered Grand Duke's mansion again.

Master the other party’s bottom line and take the initiative.

The magician and the swordsman carefully surrounded him and sent him to the chamber.

The conference hall was brightly lit, and the long table in the middle was filled with people, all of whom were worried. Luo Lan looked around and saw an old man with aged face full of age spots sitting at the main seat of the long table, and an old man with an equally old but bright eyes sitting at the beginning. Luo Lan recognized at first glance that the old man was the superior swordsman who had broken the meteorite with one sword.

When the upper swordsman saw Luo Lan, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then looked at the old man in the main position with a serious expression.

Grand Duke Baluo saw the expression of the superior swordsman, then raised his head and looked at Luo Lan seriously with his slightly cloudy eyes.

The high-level mage hurriedly walked to Grand Duke Barlow and whispered to his ear.

Luo Lan saw Grand Duke Balu for the first time, but she didn't expect that she was such an ordinary old man, and she felt a little disappointed.

Grand Duke Balu smiled and said, "What a stubborn little guy. It seems that the Luo Lan family has the current momentum, and it is not a blow. Tell me what you are going to do."

Luo Lan bent down slightly with a humble attitude and said, "Dear Grand Duke Balu, Count Luo Lan sent me to get your signature and seal."

Grand Duke Balu said very kindly: "That's how the county has indeed notified me. But does he dare not come to the capital of Balu?"

Luo Lan straightened her chest and said, "Yes, Count Luo Lan dared not come to a principality whose capital is about to be captured."

"Let me say something else? The fisherman in Luo Lan Port!" A man dressed in a military officer stood up while slapped the table. He glared at Luo Lan and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Luo Lan didn't even look at the military officer, stared at Grand Duke Barlow and said, "Sir, I finally found the reason why the soldiers of your country cannot defeat the demons, that is, there is no distinction between high and low! He shouted in front of the noble Duke. Such people are only worthy of washing the toilet in Luo Lan Port."

Grand Duke Baro smiled without any concern, signaled the military officer to sit down, ponder for a moment, and said, "I understand, I will give him the seal and seal document with my own hands."

Luo Lan sighed and said, "Dear Grand Duke Balu, what blindfolded you? What misled you to make such a clumsy choice?"

"Enough!" Grand Duke Baro turned cold and stared at Luo Lan's eyes and said, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"Yes, you really don't dare!"

As soon as Luo Lan finished speaking, the sword light flashed in the hall, and all the people wearing the sword showed their long swords. As long as the Grand Duke gave the order, they would turn Luo Lan into meat sauce.

Only the superior swordsman's face flashed with helplessness. He was captured by Grand Duke Balu and Luo Lan. Luo Lan kept paying attention to Grand Duke Balu and the superior swordsman.

Dagong Baluo noticed Luo Lan's gaze and suddenly smiled and said, "Young people without edges are not qualified young people. I will give you the opportunity to tell me why I dare not. If you can convince me, I will not only not kill you, but also sign a seal and document for you."

Luo Lan took a step forward, and before she could speak, there was a clamor in the hall, and those who were holding the swords were subconsciously moved by Luo Lan.

Luo Lan smiled contemptuously and said, "You dare not. Because the devil marquis is outside the city, the Count Luo Lan, the Marshal's Guard and the 12th Legion are also outside the city. If you kill me, it is equivalent to being attacked from both sides!"

Grand Duke Barlow did not comment and leaned on the back of the chair easily and said, "Continue."

Luo Lan took another step forward and said, "You dare not. Because the general slaughtered the Grand Duke's Mansion at night. The power of high-end mages in your hands was lost overnight, and there were two more divisions in Luo Langang!"

Faced with the aggressiveness of the "Electar of Luo Lan", Grand Duke Barlow's god became sharp, but he still leaned on the back of the chair.

The high-level mage who had just caught Luo Lan said angrily: "Duke, please order the killing of this arrogant Lord!"

Grand Duke Barlow glanced at him expressionlessly, scaring him to shut up quickly.

Luo Lan took another step forward and said, "You dare not. As long as Luo Langang is willing to vomit blood, your Ba Nian has been seriously ill for thirty years! Without Luo Langang, just eliminating the Principality is a commercial wasteland! 1. Earl Wa is very willing to use my death to exchange all the property of the great merchants of the Baro family of Luo Langang!"

Grand Duke Balo left the chair with his back and sat upright.

An aide retorted: "If you lose your credibility, Luo Langang will be despised by all businessmen!"

"Before spitting, the merchants will definitely know that someone attempts to destroy the stability and prosperity of Luo Lan Port by assassinating the master of Luo Lan Port!" Luo Lan continued to step forward and looked at Grand Duke Baro said, "You dare not. Because when you stand opposite to Lu Lan Port, you must choose one of the three chairs to be loyal to you, but Grand Duke Baro only chose one chair for his family in the past dynasties!"

Grand Duke Barlow moved slightly and leaned forward slightly.

Luo Lan smiled confidently and took the fifth step: "You dare not. Because you are old! You have three sons and two daughters, but none of them are as good as you when you were young! I remember that back then, you sat on this chair with your father's head!"

Grand Duke Barlow's expression changed drastically, then took a deep breath, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

At first, the people around him were about to cut Luo Lan alive, but when they heard this, they all looked at Grand Duke Balu in panic, so nervous that his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Grand Duke Barlow hung his elbows on the table, his hands overlapped, and his body leaned forward. His chin was placed on his hands and asked in a deep voice: "What else?"

Luo Lan took the last step and said, "You dare not. The superior swordsman around you know the best!"

Grand Duke Baro looked at the upper swordsman beside him. The upper swordsman looked at Luo Lan and finally showed a helpless and bitter smile.

Grand Duke Baro looked at Luo Lan again. He pondered for a long time, and in a short time he seemed even older. Finally, he said: "Give it to him."

The chief staff took out a piece of paper from the stack of documents, stood up, and looked at Grand Duke Barlow without saying a word.

"Give it to him!"

The chief aide reluctantly walked to Luo Lan and handed the document signed with the name of Grand Duke Baluo to Luo Lan.

Luo Lan took the document, folded it and put it in the pocket on his chest, and said politely: "Thank you. The Principality of Balo and Luo Lan Port will be eternal friends." Grand Duke Barrow looked at Luo Lan and smiled when he first met: "If you are unhappy in Luo Lan Port, you can come to the Principality of Balo. A baron in the fief is waiting for you, and there is a pen and a map."

"Crazy, it's crazy" a senior assistant looked at Grand Duke Barlow in disbelief.

Grand Duke Barlow looked at him in disgust: "Drag out! Useless waste."

The two swordsmen quickly covered the mouth of the senior assistant and covered the chamber.

A pen and a map mean that Luo Lan can choose his own baron territory anywhere in the Principality of Barlow. This is the highest courtesy of the Homan Empire, and Emperor Heman said this back then.

Luo Lan bent down forty-five degrees this time, and gave a solemn bent over and said sincerely: "If that day really comes, I will come to the capital of Baluo first."

Grand Duke Baro laughed heartily, vaguely showing his mighty style back then, and said loudly: "Say hello to Count Luo Lan for me. Tell him that I am willing to exchange 5,000 square kilometers of land for you."

The chamber was immediately drowned by the exclamation. The previous Grand Duke of Barlow gave the first Earl of Luo Lan was 5,000 square kilometers. Of course, at that time, Roland's grandfather was just a viscount.

Luo Lan couldn't help but look at Grand Duke Balu, and a feeling of being a soldier dying for a confidant, rose in his heart, but this excitement flashed and he secretly sighed that Grand Duke Balu was indeed well-known and his skillful methods were beyond his own comparison.

Luo Lan finally bent down and bowed, strode away from the conference hall. He left the mansion of the Dagong, and quickly walked to the spice shop with the invisible cloak, and then evacuated from the sewer with the Hidden Knight.

Grand Duke's Mansion, Conference Hall.

Grand Duke Baro sighed, looked at the superior swordsman and asked, "What dare I not?"

The superior swordsman smiled bitterly and said, "He is a dragon knight."

He then added: "It's not a sub-dragon knight like me, but a real high-level dragon knight! According to the etiquette of the dragon knight, I will salute first when I see him!"

The conference hall was silent, and more than half of the people lost their ability to think because they were too surprised.

Killing Luo Lan means being an enemy of the dragon clan and may face revenge from a high-level dragon.

Since the end of the Civil War, the Homan Empire may not have a dragon knight for a hundred years, so even those who tame the dragon call themselves the dragon knight. In the era when the number of dragon knights was the largest, no one dared to call themselves the dragon knight, but could only call themselves the swordsman of the Warcraft.

Grand Duke Barlow sighed: "The lucky Count Luo Lan, it seems that the plan to cooperate with Luo Lan Port is going to be advanced."

Half an hour later, a harsh alarm suddenly sounded in the Earl's Mansion, and then a raging fire broke out in the dungeon.

When Grand Duke Balo arrived, he saw his eldest son turning into a headless corpse burned into charcoal.

"Who! Who killed Benson! Who killed my dear son!" A sick blush appeared on Grand Duke Barlow's old face, and anger filled his chest.

Please give me a monthly ticket, bow, and thank you.

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