The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Now that Aslan can tell these things, it proves that he has been in contact with him and should know something about it, so she wants to hear Aslan's views.

"Cooperate! The rebels are a foregone conclusion. It is impossible for our family to conquer it. It is impossible to join forces with the Governor. I suggest to cooperate with them. Anyway, as long as they are suppressed in the Rocky Mountains, they want to continue. It is impossible to expand the scale." Aslan said against his will.

"Are you not afraid of raising tigers?" Marquis Medea stared at Aslan with beautiful eyes.

Aslan was very confident and said: "No matter how powerful the tiger is, the mighty dragon can be powerful. This is a question that the Governor-General has to consider. Our Belie region has geographical advantages and barriers as barriers. Lee City."

Aslan, the flattering Marquis of Medea, smiled.

"You! Tell me about your plan."

Aslan has an advantage. No matter what he does, he likes to make plans, because many things are not perfect when they are discussed and considered. There are also many small issues that are easy to be subconsciously despised or even forgotten, only being serious. Only by making a planning book can you see the various easily overlooked problems.

The Marquis of Medea took Aslan's plan and saw from the beginning to the end, his eyes shining brighter and brighter.

After a long time, the black tea in the Aslan cup had been refilled for several cups before hearing the voice of the Marquis of Medea sounded again.

"Very good! The plan is good, then I'll leave it to you, I hope you won't let me down." The Marquis Medea put away the plan and looked at Aslan with interest.

"I heard you brought a gift here again."

Aslan nodded, opened the wooden box at his feet, took out the contents and assembled it. It was still a magic lamp, but this time it was not a desk lamp, but a chandelier.

This is a classic European style chandelier, inspired by the candlestick lighting method of ancient people, when people placed several candles on the hanging iron art. Nowadays, many chandeliers are designed in this style, but the candles are changed to bulbs, but the bulbs and lamp holders are still candles and candlesticks.

The ironwork of the whole chandelier is gilded, and there are various beautiful carvings on it. The lampshades are all carved from citrine, which is exquisite and luxurious.

Aslan installed it on the roof, fixed it, took out a crystal ball and handed it to the Marquis Medea.

"The light switch is the crystal ball. The brightness can be adjusted directly by the teacher, but the distance cannot exceed two meters from the crystal lamp."

The Marquis of Medea took the crystal ball and just grabbed it in her hand, and she immediately understood the use and principle of the crystal ball.

Spiritual power entered, and the light of the crystal chandelier slowly lit up.

The light irradiated by the citrine is warm yellow, giving people a sense of warmth at home and an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort. The light shining on the ground has a fine texture, which makes the reflection of the light look unique.

"Very beautiful, how do I feel that your talent for art is higher than magic." Marquis Medea exclaimed, looking at the beautiful lights around.

Aslan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Students will go back and practice well and spend as little time as possible on these things in the future."

The Marquis of Medea nodded, checked the meditation that was taught to Aslan, and made sure that Aslan had remembered correctly, he waved his hand to let him leave.

Seeing the Marquis of Medea eagerly returning to the laboratory, Aslan was speechless, but he was very happy in his heart. With the order of the Marquis of Medea, he was not afraid of being discovered when he contacted the Garros Bandit in the future.

Absolutely no one would have thought that the reason why Aslan is so eager to cooperate with the highland rebels is on the one hand for the future layout, and on the other hand is hiding in various rebels all over the Kingdom of Cleveland.

Many rebels changed their names just like the Garros Bandit Group and integrated into various provinces and regions.

As long as the King of the Plateau does not die, they are a group, and they still communicate with each other from time to time. Therefore, Aslan wants to use their network throughout the kingdom to do business, and I believe that the goods produced in Merlot can be spread all over the country soon.

"Oh, now my strategic vision is getting better and better, but it's a pity that the hardware strength can't keep up." Aslan thought of this, he was very helpless.

Merlot’s industry has just been established. In fact, it only meets the daily needs of Merlot. It will take a while to occupy the Billy area, let alone the province of Mellock. As for the Kingdom of Cleveland, it’s just a short time It's just a strategic goal.

After coming down from the magic tower, Genalito had been waiting outside the ascending ladder on the first floor for a long time. When he saw Aslan coming out, Genalid quickly got up from the bench at the entrance of the ascending ladder.

"How?"

Aslan made an Ok gesture to him, and Generido learned from Aslan's gesture and asked very awkwardly.

"What does it mean?"

Aslan slapped his forehead and almost forgot about it.

"It means it's done!" Aslan casually explained, without asking Genalito why, he changed the subject and said, "How are the auction preparations?"

Genalid did a lot of learning and gestured to Aslan with an OK gesture.

Aslan shook his head in embarrassment, and the two left the magic tower side by side, but when they walked out of the gate, they happened to collide with the two senior sisters, Vatini and Natal, who had arrived.

Aslan saluted very respectfully.

"The two senior sisters are good!"

The two women snorted coldly at the same time.

Natal took a deep look at Aslan, and went to the ascendant ladder by herself. Vattini didn't want to climb the ladder with Natal, but she deliberately fell down. She said without a smile, "Little Jiu! Good means!"

"Senior Sister praised!" Aslan responded very modestly.

Vatini covered her mouth and chuckled, she looked like a noble lady, but the cold light flashing in her eyes from time to time made it clear that she was not in a good mood at this time.

Generido took Aslan quickly to leave the magic tower, and didn't want to stay here anymore. Whether it was the senior sister or the third senior sister, it was not what the two of them could fight against.

Walking on Billy Avenue, Genalid patted his chest with lingering fear, and said with an ugly face: "Aslan, this time we can offend these two people miserably."

Aslan shrugged his shoulders indifferently. His goal had been achieved and he had gained the trust of the Marquis Medea. As long as he did not die, the two senior sisters had to consider whether they could bear the teacher's anger before they wanted to move themselves.

Suddenly, Aslan thought that there might be an ally, as long as he was pulled into their camp, then he would be able to achieve a three-legged position, and even use it to fight against Natal and Wattini.