The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

The middle-aged man fluttered back, the shield in front of him clicked, cracks began to appear, and then slowly spread the entire shield.

In the end, the earth shield that the middle-aged man condensed with the earth element broke and dissipated.

"It's just a blow! It was an explosion caused by fireball just now." The middle-aged man looked at Aslan gloomily.

This guy only has the strength of a junior magician, but his mastery and comprehension of the elements far exceeds that of a magician of the same rank, and he can explode with a strength far exceeding that of a junior magician.

The middle-aged man estimated Aslan's strength and was just about to condense a second-level magic, flicked his brows, and left to interrupt the spell while dispelling the magical elements around his body.

To the surprise of the middle-aged man, Aslan also behaved like this, did he perceive it?

"How much do Genalid do, let this **** know how good we are..." Justin had just finished speaking, and there was a screaming noise, and it was getting closer and closer.

This is the Magic Enforcement Team from Billy City.

The Magic Enforcement Team is the private armed force of the Marquis of Medea, all composed of magicians.

"There are still traces of magical elements around, it is certain that a battle is taking place here." A slightly younger magician held a magic crystal ball in his hand, and several magical elements in it were still in restlessness.

"The magicians on both sides of the battle stood up, and the two sides of the incident also sent representatives to accompany us to meet with the Marquis of Medea." The captain of the magic law enforcement team stood up and said unhurriedly.

Aslan walked out filled with outrage.

"I am Aslan Sara, the lord of the Merlot region! When I first arrived, I was attacked by these two men. I asked to see the Marquis of Medea. I wanted to complain to her that the law and order in Billy City was so chaotic. , Dare to kill people in public."

When the middle-aged man heard this sentence, I immediately spit it out.

"Master Genalida." The captain of the Magic Enforcement Team saw the middle-aged man bow his head and salute quickly.

After hearing the other party's name, Aslan also shined.

Generido is a famous magician in Billy City. His magic talent is very average, and it can even be described as bad. He has practiced magic since he was a child, and now he is still only an intermediate magician.

Although he was only an ordinary middle-level magician, Genalito was the most knowledgeable magician in Billy City, even compared to Medea, the magician.

I really didn't expect that the Marquis Medea valued his idiot son so much that he actually sent Genalido to Justin.

"It's just a little bit of contradiction. When I meet Master Medea, I will explain it clearly." Generido was shocked by Aslan's young age and speaking so harshly, but he valued Aslan's magic talent more. .

It is no simple matter to be able to do this at this age.

Justin shuddered subconsciously when he heard that he was going to see his mother.

The Marquis of Medea really loves him very much, but that love is based on hating iron and steel. He is very strict with Justin on weekdays, and even so severe that Justin doubts whether he picked it from outside.

"Teacher, can I not go?" Justin asked in a low voice.

Genalito shook his head helplessly.

"You should have heard what the Lord just said. If you don't go, then the other party will do the trick. With the teacher's personality, do you think she will let you go?"

Justin almost cried and followed the Magic Enforcement Team to the towering magic tower in the center of Billy City.

The magic tower is divided into eleven floors. The first floor is about four meters high and forty-four meters high. In the city of Billy, which is generally only a dozen meters high, it is indeed towering.

Aslan looked at the tallest building in Melox Province and shook his head amused.

Genalido asked amusedly: "Why? Not high enough."

Aslan nodded naturally.

In his previous life, he relied on modern technology to build a magic tower that was hundreds of meters high. In the end, it was built that high because of lack of resources. If the magic resources are sufficient, he can build it up to two hundred meters or even higher.

It's just that the tallest building in the Kingdom of Cleveland is the magic tower in the Imperial Palace, which is 57 meters high and has a total of 14 floors. There is no four-meter distance between the back two floors.

"St. John's Magic Tower is a lot higher than this." Aslan said with a smile.

"What kind of cowhide, you know this..."

Hearing that someone belittled his mother's magic tower to be too low, Justin wanted to refute it, but it was a pity that Genalido interrupted it.

"Indeed, St. John's Magic Tower is the highest magical building in the kingdom."

Justin's face flushed red when he heard Genalito's words.

The first floor of the Magic Tower is a huge palace hall, with red and purple stone pillars on both sides, and the stone pillars are carved with precise magic patterns.

The magic crystal is hung on the stone pillar, so that the light in the hall is very good, bright and solemn.

Aslan had the solemn feeling of going to the Past Life Museum.

"Why fight in the city!"

A solemn voice sounded, not from the Marquis Medea sitting on the main seat, but from the officer next to her.

It was a person covered in a huge cloak.

Aslan saw the cloak, her pupils shrank slightly.

He recognized the identity of the cloak at a glance. It was not a person at all, but a dead person, to be precise a death puppet.

Sikkim, husband of the Marquis of Medea.

The previous life Aslan remembers that after the death of the Marquis of Medea, her death puppet identity was also exposed.

It turns out that Sikkim did not die normally, but was killed by Medea.

Medea’s magic diary records her love for Sikkim. Unfortunately, Medea Asia Pacific is busy, reaching Medea’s level. Sometimes a meditation lasts for a week or even half a month. As a normal man, Sikkim finally cheated. .

It stands to reason that as a Marquis Sikkim, three wives and four concubines are perfectly fine, but on the surface Medea is not interested in anything, but his desire for emotional possession is unexpectedly perverted.

After she knew that Sikkim was derailed, she killed Sikkim’s mistress at the first time. Then, in a war, she planned to kill Sikkim and refine it into death puppets. When she took out two days every week, Beat him with a whip, day after day, year after year.

This habit lasted for more than ten years, and it was not until Justin got married that she gave up this bad habit.

Medea recorded the most sentence in the magic notebook.

The polluted flower of love is evil and poisonous, and people will fall evil with it.

This is a mad woman, but also a powerful mad woman.