The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

"Where is the treasure of Kaimen?" Aslan waved his hand.

Essien added: "The scarred face said he wants to talk to you in person."

Aslan knocked on the table and thought for a long time before saying, "Okay! I'll go see him now."

In fact, Aslan knew the location of the Kaimen Treasure, but he didn't want to be too shocked, because he couldn't explain why he knew the location of the Kaimen Treasure, so he only asked about it until now. Anyway, he couldn't run away.

Inside the underground cell of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Cold and humid is the unified style of this type of architecture.

As soon as Aslan entered the cell, he subconsciously rubbed his nose.

The rancid smell is strong and disgusting.

Because Scarface was a high-level swordsman, he was kept in a cell in the city lord's mansion independently, and was guarded by a knight guard on weekdays, which was considered safe.

"What's your name?" Aslan said condescendingly right in front of Scarface.

Scarface glanced at Aslan, his eyes flashed by, he took a difficult step and bowed to Aslan on one knee.

"Alfonso! No surname." Alfonso said with difficulty.

He only eats one meal a day, and the bones on his shoulders are clamped with iron clamps, which makes him feel very weak.

Alfonso didn't know this kind of torture device. He only heard them say that it was called Pipa Lock, which was specially used to lock the pipa bones of prisoners. Even if the great swordsman came and the pipa bones were locked, the combat effectiveness would be reduced by 70 to 80%.

"Tell me a reason for accepting your allegiance." Aslan's voice was not hurried, but there was an intangible majesty in it.

"I am willing to dedicate my soul, so that I can seek a stable identity for my family." After Alfonso thought for a while, he was kneeling on one knee instead of kneeling on both knees. His proud head was tight. Stick it on the ground.

If it wasn't for the iron fence of the cell, he wanted to put his head directly on Aslan's leather shoes.

Hearing that he was willing to dedicate his soul, Aslan's expression moved.

The so-called gift of soul is to sign a master-servant contract with the host, and become a slave of the host, which cannot be betrayed for a lifetime. Moreover, when the host dies, the slave will also die with the host because of the slave contract. The beauty is called the death of the host. .

This is also why the base of slaves in Sino Land is so large, but there has never been a slave rebellion.

It is not that they are unwilling, but that they are powerless.

"For your family." Aslan laughed and walked back and forth.

"Where is Kaimen's treasure?"

Alfonso didn't look up, but still kept prostrate and said: "Lord Lord agreed to Xia's request, and Xia will naturally lead Lord Lord to dig the treasure of Kaimen."

"Haha!" Aslan smiled and patted his palms.

"Courageous! Someone brought him to the hall."

"Yes!"

Alfonso was dragged out. They are all members of the Cavaliers Guard, and they are absolute direct descendants of Aslan. Even if Alfonso is a high-level swordsman, they will also play under Aslan's command in the future. They also have that self-confidence and upset. Cable.

Because of Alfonso, letting them squat in this ghost place for so many days, there is no problem with resentment.

Throwing Alfonso in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, Aslan slowly sat in front of him and asked.

"Did you think about it? Do you want me to give you a few more days to think about it."

Alfonso nodded unswervingly and glanced at the knights around him staring at him. Alfonso wanted to complain about Aslan's evil taste.

If he dared to regret it, without Aslan speaking, the surrounding knights would definitely chop him into flesh.

"Swear allegiance to the lord!" Alfonso lay on the ground very bachelor.

Aslan began to chant the spell silently.

"Take the gods as a witness, the earth as a contract, and the time element as a shackle..."

A huge magic circle slowly appeared at Alfonso's feet. Although Alfonso was prepared, he still felt unspeakably bitter and extremely sad.

"Alfonso, are you willing to be my slave to Aslan Sarah?"

This is the prerequisite for the combination of the magic contract. As long as Alfonso refuses, the magic circle will dissipate voluntarily, and Alfonso voluntarily accepts, the slave contract will be integrated into Alfonso's body, restraining his future words and deeds.

"I, Alfonso, would like to be Aslan Sara's most loyal servant." Alfonso said very bachelor.

The magic circle spun quickly, blending into Alfonso's body with colorful light.

A dazzling light broke out in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, splashing out, allowing many people to see the situation in the City Lord's Mansion.

The people looked at this scene in surprise, because they all knew that their great lord was a mysterious and powerful magician.

The light dissipated and the hall returned to its original light. Aslan changed the indifference on his face and waved with a smile.

"Take Alfonso to rest, and then set off to the cottage tomorrow."

Alfonso bowed his head and saluted. Now that he has become the other's servant, he must have a certain posture.

Looking at Alfonso's back, Aslan couldn't help laughing.

Arthur was not sure, so he asked, "Master! What makes you so happy?"

Aslan walked to the big map of the Merlot area, pointed to the big map and said: "See here? As long as we get through here, the Merlot area will become the second Billy area in the future."

Arthur rolled his eyes after listening, and he remembered the way back, Aslan's plan for the passage to Billy City.

This project is so big that it can even be described as horrible.

Wilshin and Essien didn't know about this, and they couldn't help being very excited after hearing Aslan's words.

The two of them struggled all their lives, not just to get the people of Merlot out of poverty and hardship.

"If you want to get rich, you must first build a road! You must remember this. How is the cement production?" Aslan suddenly remembered a very important thing, and quickly asked.

The importance of cement to Aslan's future development is beyond doubt.

Cement is inseparable from residential buildings, city walls, highways and other facilities.

"The cement factory has been built, and it can burn 500 jin of cement every day. Now the warehouse has accumulated more than a dozen tons of cement." Wilshin said with a headache when he talked about cement.

Although the production of cement depends entirely on the slaves, and there is no need to pay wages, the materials for the cement are bought for real money, let alone the daily food of the slaves, which is an expense.

"It's only a dozen tons!" Aslan said very regretfully.

With Wilshin's rigorous character, he has not clearly stated the real quantity of cement. It can be seen that he has been really busy lately, and at the same time he is a bit dissatisfied with the fact that the cement factory has no access.

"My lord, why do you want so much cement?" Will asked angrily.

"Building a house! What about the brick factory?" Aslan continued to ask regardless of Willxin's dissatisfaction.