The situation is now chaotic, Romenus can't take care of them, and the Council of Elders doesn't have enough manpower to control the actions of dark gold level powerhouses.

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"Deputy Dean Labelore... No, it should be Commander Labelore..."

Bashir laughed.

Years later, after suffering the pain of losing his grandson and being humiliated and suppressed, Bashir became more and more mature. Now, the Francis family has faintly recovered to the most powerful family it once was.

Bashir is even more determined to use this war to completely restore the family's reputation and status. Naturally, he has great respect for Labelore, who is almost destined to be the future generalissimo.

Labelore had no intention of being polite to Bashir and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty the Duke, I'm here to tell you something. Yeze, you're back."

"Yeze?!" Bashir's smile suddenly stopped.

Although it has been many years, Bashir feels a toothache every time he hears this name.

"What does that have to do with me?" Bashir was angry with Yeze, but after suffering several losses, his temper became calmer.

"He is from Nan Yanye's family, and he must have some agenda when he comes here." Labelore knew Bashir's temperament, and simply took the matter on himself: "The war is about to begin, how can we allow imperial spies to be in the imperial capital?" Raging."

"Hehehe..." Bashir smiled and said: "In that case, the Legion Commander has just arrested you, so why bother to come to me?"

Labelore secretly cursed the old fox and said directly: "Yeze, you have advanced to dark gold."

Bashir pulled off several strands of his beard, but felt no pain at all.
Chapter completed!