The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

"Who on earth are you?" Veretta instantly understood, stood up and asked coldly.

Aslan kept the names of the people on the list from beginning to end, and didn't care about the three people who were kneeling on the ground.

The three of them did not answer very stiffly, and Aslan did not let Veretta continue to speak, the atmosphere fell into weird silence.

Until Aslan finished correcting the list and handed it to Veretta.

"Give it to Andre, let him deal with it according to the list."

"Yes!" Veretta nodded, glared at the three in front of him fiercely, and turned to leave.

Aslan yawned and didn't even look at the three of them. He swaggered back to the carriage, preparing to make a retreat.

Nuomili and Kuchulin walked quietly to sit under the pergola next to the carriage, allowing them to be exposed to the sun, drinking frozen beverages and discussing some cultivation experience, and directly ignored the three of them.

Pipa's bones were locked, and their fighting spirit was less than one-tenth of the heyday. The three swordsman instructors had no resistance at all. In addition, they were still bleeding continuously, which made their injuries continue to aggravate.

After about two hours, a swordsman instructor fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Otto finally couldn't help but shouted: "We are the envoys sent by the Ottoman Kingdom to your side. Are you doing this to foreign envoys?"

Hearing Otto's call, Cu Chulainn just glanced up at the other person and ignored him, which made Ot even more panicked, yelled again, and was slapped to the ground by Arthur.

Otter looked at Arthur with an incredible expression.

He was actually slapped in the face by a great knight commander.

At the same time that he became angry, Otter panicked even more.

The attitude of this group of people towards them is chilling and desperate.

Is this killing them?

"We are spies sent by the Ottoman Kingdom and want to know the situation of the fifty thousand vanguards." Otter quickly changed his words.

Arthur finally put down the hand that had originally been raised, and said angrily.

"If you tell the truth about your purpose, you won't be so lucky."

Otter wanted to cry without tears.

He wanted to say, I'm a powerful mentor, don't I need dignity?

Do you trample on the dignity of the strong like this?

The carriage door opened, Aslan rubbed his eyes and walked down, the first sentence of his words.

"I'm hungry! Prepare dinner for me."

Then Otter saw that the table in front of Aslan was full of rich food, and he didn't intend to care about them at all.

Another companion of Otto also fainted. He also felt the weight of his body. He had lost too much blood. If he continued to do this, he would most likely bleed to death. Otto did not understand his strength, why the wound bleeds so much. For a long time, it hasn't been healed anymore. After all, after stepping out of the realm of instructor level, the overall physical quality has far exceeded the scope of human beings.

So he panicked.

"My name is Otto Mitas, the one on the left is Taksa Markle, and the one on the right is Nigel Garrett. We are all swordsmen instructors who belong to the Ottoman Kingdom Expeditionary Army." Otter hurriedly shouted.

Aslan slowly raised his head at this time. With just a look, Arthur quickly lifted it up and put it on the chair opposite Aslan's dining table.

Nuomili chanted the spell lightly, three black lights flew out, and the bleeding wounds of the three of them stopped instantly.

This made Otter breathe a sigh of relief, but also horrified in his heart.

The black-armored knight who killed him in front of him was still a magician.

The legendary magic and martial arts double repair.

"Excuse me, what should I call this adult?" Otto asked with the dizziness of excessive blood loss.

Aslan smiled and said: "Aslan Sara! The Marquis of Merlot, oh, you don't know me, but you should have heard of my teacher, Duke Medea."

Hearing the name of Duke Medea, Otter suddenly exclaimed.

"Cold-blooded Lord!"

A cold light flashed in Aslan's eyes.

"presumptuous!"

Arthur immediately slapped him and slapped him. This time he directly used his grudge and slapped Otto directly, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He felt he was going to die, he was going to die of humiliation.

However, he was at the peak of power and wealth, having finally cultivated to the mentor-level powerhouse, and his life was full of all kinds of beauty, so he didn't want to die.

The older you are, the more you are afraid of death, the richer you are, the more you are afraid of death.

The same is true for Ot. He quickly begged for mercy and said, "Your Excellency! I just made a mistake."

Aslan waved his hand, and Otter was caught by Arthur again and placed it on the chair.

"Continue to talk about your purpose!" Aslan slowly started to dinner.

"The Pioneer Army has not sent cavalry to contact us for a week, and worried that there will be an accident, it sent the three of us to investigate." Otter said quickly.

"Oh! The three swordsman instructors came out to investigate, it is really big." Aslan said coldly.

Otter was shocked, and quickly explained: "I heard that there are no instructor-level powerhouses in Changfeng Plain, and the three of us are taking turns, so we came to Changfeng Plain to catch a few exotic beauties and go back to have fun."

As soon as these words came out, Otter greeted Arthur's slap again and was shot flying again.

Otter's tears came out, and his voice was a little bit of crying.

"Your Excellency, can you tell me where I am wrong first, and then you can beat me."

Arthur looked at his hands subconsciously. Is he so powerful? In a few slaps, a mentor-level powerhouse cried.

Aslan smiled and said, "Keep your mouth clean. The foreign races in the Changfeng Plain are the leaders of my territory. You want to play with my leaders in front of me. Is this slap too much?"

"Not too much! Not too much, it's time to fight." Otter almost cried out, covering his face and being lifted back into the chair by Arthur, just like an angry little wife.

Aslan saw this scene, he was completely relieved.

This Otter chose to live between life and death. Under his layers of spiritual oppression and Arthur’s physical and physical oppression, Otter’s heart has collapsed, completely lost in the pride and pride of being a powerful man. Self-esteem.

"This time the Ottoman Kingdom invaded the Northern Wind Prairie, how many soldiers and horses were dispatched, and they were divided into several armies." Aslan said with a smile: "If the answer satisfies me, we can consider letting you go back alive, by the way. His injuries are healed."

Otter raised his head abruptly, his eyes flashed brightly. As for the two companions, they had been dragged away long ago, and it is estimated that it would be difficult to have a chance to survive.

At the time of life and death, Otter betrayed the kingdom that cultivated him very decisively.

The details of the Kingdom Expeditionary Army this time are sold clean. The size of the army and the number of mentor-level powerhouses are divided into three armies. He is the mentor-level powerhouse under the Southern Route Army. The highest commander is Bright. Noah, a powerful knight instructor.