The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

A cold light flashed in Patrick's eyes, but his tone was unusually warm.

"I'm old, why don't you come back and help me!"

This emotional performance made the face of Mrs. Catherine next to him slightly changed. As soon as he wanted to speak, Aslan waved his hand and said, "Can you give me five million marks? Can you mobilize family mentor at will? Will the strong give me their lives?"

Patrick was choked immediately.

Aslan smiled disdainfully, and said lightly.

"But I can do it myself, and my teacher will agree! Do I still have to go back? Even if you are a father, you have no right to squander five million at will!"

As soon as this word came out, there was silence on the auction floor.

Patrick and Uzmi also heard Aslan's subtext. For today's auction, he prepared 5 million marks to play with them.

Patrick frowned slightly, but he hesitated, because it was simple.

This is Aslan’s subtext, and at the same time Aslan’s trick. If you really believe Aslan, Aslan suddenly stopped raising the price when the auction reached 4 million. Wouldn’t it be necessary for the account to be raised by then? He swallowed by the Sara family.

As for the Ballard family, Patrick knew very well that if he dared to bid that price, he would definitely not be able to afford it.

Just as Aslan said, they are indeed the clan chiefs, but there are other clan elders in the family, and he is definitely not allowed to squander money at will.

At the same time, Aslan also released smoke bombs, and he was also protected by a mentor-level powerhouse. Before you want to move him in the future, you must first think about it.

Uzmi looked at Patrick gloomily. He was worried that Patrick was so anxious by Aslan that he really rushed to throw money with Aslan on the impulse, and that would be troublesome.

Patrick didn't speak any more, and smiled gracefully.

"you are right!"

Patrick never bid anymore. Since he couldn't win anyway, and there was a risk of being pitted, he might as well give it to Aslan.

"Eight one hundred and one hundred thousand!"

In the last time Aslan bid, they didn't let them dare to raise the price, because they were afraid that Aslan was just playing for fun, and when the price exceeded the premium, he would lose too much.

"The first time for eight hundred and one hundred thousand!"

"The second time for eight hundred and one hundred thousand!"

"The third time for eight hundred and one hundred thousand! The deal! This Thundercloud Storm belongs to Mr. Aslan Sara." The auctioneer shouted in relief.

As long as things can be sold, he doesn't care about the price.

After that, the auction became a bit boring. Everyone was quite satisfactory, for fear that Aslan would get in with him.

Aslan received the thunderstorm and sent out the eight hundred and one hundred thousand magic check, he got up and left. For him, there were so many things like this that he didn't like.

As soon as he left the auction house, Aslan threw the thunderstorm to Yitzhak.

"Things are in hand, let's go!"

Yitzhak hurriedly took the magic wand and said with a wry smile.

"I don't know how to thank you anymore."

Aslan didn't care about waving his hand.

The auction house turmoil quickly spread throughout Kyoto, and everyone was waiting for Patrick how to retaliate against Aslan, but got the news that the Marquis of Medea had entered Beijing.

The thousand-member Rose Knights escorted a carriage into Beijing. When the carriage entered Kyoto, almost all the Magisters in Kyoto sensed that an extremely powerful spiritual force was entering Kyoto.

Joshua, who was meditating, was also awakened by this mental power.

Itzhak and Frey looked at Joshua in surprise.

"It's Medea here."

As soon as she said this, Frey's face changed slightly, feeling that she had been left too much by the Marquis of Medea.

Yitzhak kindly said: "Fry, don’t compare with the Marquis of Medea. You are an academic magister. Research and development are your main daily routines. It is completely different from this magister who can only fight and improve the realm. ."

After hearing this, Joshua shook his head helplessly.

"I'm almost touching the threshold, I'm relieved." After Joshua said lightly, he continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Upon seeing this, Yitzhak and Frey calmed down, and followed Joshua into a state of meditation.

The reason why they meditated with Joshua was that although Joshua’s meditation allowed them to feel that the world where the Grand Mage was meditation was different from theirs, they hoped to find an opportunity to understand the Grand Mage.

Aslan was standing outside the city gate with a smile on his face. This time he entered Beijing without a disciple of the Marquis of Medea. Nowadays, the province of Melox is the territory of the Marquis of Medea, except for the Merlot area and In the long-running area of ​​Billy, she doesn't need to worry, other places need someone to sit there.

After all, in some poor mountains and remote areas, there are still many diehards of the former nobles secretly resisting.

"Teacher, you are here!"

Aslan saw the woman walking down from the carriage, his eyes brightened, but because of the coming to Kyoto, the Marquis Medea rarely dressed up quietly, which improved the temperament and appearance of the whole person. One level.

Aslan clearly heard the amazing admiration from the onlookers.

"Thanks for your hard work, I heard that you played a lot in Kyoto!"

Aslan shook his head quickly and said, "No! It's just that Kyoto is too rich."

When the Marquis of Medea heard the word rich, his eyes couldn't help but shine, but she heard that Aslan had made millions of marks in a short period of time in Kyoto.

It just so happened that this time the army expansion and the armament change of the province of Melox, the Marquis of Medea was still having a headache to go there to make money. Now that there is Aslan, the ready-made God of Wealth, she doesn't seem to have that headache anymore.

"What you did to the Royal Academy of Magic, I heard, and sat well." Marquis Medea smiled and praised Aslan, and took the lead towards the Royal Academy of Magic.

This is the tradition of all Magisters who travel to and from Kyoto to report on their duties. They first visit the patron saint Joshua and then enter the palace to meet the emperor.

Aslan accompanied him all the way, watching the happily chatting between the Marquis of Medea and Joshua, not at all reminiscent of the life and death scenes in the previous life.

The Royal Academy of Magic also appropriately expressed its support for the Marquis of Medea, which made the Marquis of Medea sure.

The process of meeting the little emperor in the palace was even simpler. After a brief encouragement, the little emperor Shani was robbed of the limelight by the regent. In his words, he admired the Marquis of Medea.

Let Aslan, who was next to him, roll his eyes, a mere wizard, and a gray-haired old guy, actually planned the idea of ​​the Marquis of Medea. Even if Kirilenko is the current emperor, the Marquis of Medea also has this. Don't be embarrassed by him.

But the regent had no self-awareness, and the little emperor next to him couldn't help but laugh.