The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

However, his shocking color, who was born in the magic holy land, only flashed past, quickly converging his surprise and quickly returning to his true color.

Entering the first floor of the magic tower, the Duke of Medea is already sitting on the throne.

That is the holy seat specially designed by Aslan for the Duke of Medea. It is elegant and magnificent. It gives people a feeling of grandeur. It only matches the appearance of the Duke of Medea who has not woken up for thousands of years. It's really uncomfortable.

Even the Duke of Medea proposed to replace it with a toffee chair, so that it would be comfortable to lean against, making Aslan's mouth twitch.

Such official occasions shouldn’t be dignified and serious. What the **** is lying down comfortably?

The magic knight knelt on both knees, raised his hands and sent the invitation letter to the Duke of Medea.

The Duke of Medea casually picked it up and took a look, and then said lightly: "I see, you can go."

The magic knight didn't expect the Duke of Medea's reaction to be so dull, shouldn't he be ecstatic after receiving the invitation? Most magisters have this expression after receiving the invitation letter.

"Medea Magister, this time the Society is personally hosted by the Great Magister of Saint Peter, and it is mainly to break the key elements of the Magister through the Magister."

The magic knight said respectfully.

The Duke of Medea just gave a faint "Oh", and there is no more to follow.

The magic knight was completely stunned, and just wanted to speak, but he was choked back by the Duke of Medea.

"Is there anything else? You can go if it's okay."

The magic knight opened his mouth, and he was speechless for a while.

The first time I met such a rude magister.

Obviously, the news that Duke Medea broke through the Grand Magister was known to only a few forces, and the Magic Capital that had just returned did not search for this information in order to issue an invitation letter as soon as possible.

The magic knight bid farewell and left, Aslan looked at the magic knight's figure and asked curiously.

"This is the Magic Knights of the Magic City?"

The Duke of Medea glanced at Aslan and said faintly: "Is it the first time you see it?"

"Not really! But it's the first time to have such close contact."

The Duke of Medea nodded and explained: "The so-called magic knights are just the transformation of magical apprentices who have too low magic talents in the magic capital. They use the elements to temper their flesh, major in auxiliary magic, and cooperate with the magic capital. He has rich wealth, a high-level magic equipment of God, invincible at the same level."

Aslan's mouth twitched, how he felt like he was talking about his Merlot Knights, which were also high-level magic equipment, but they had never reached the realm of invincibility at the same level.

"Can these magic knights still cultivate fighting spirit?" Aslan asked a question that had always been very puzzled in his mind.

Because he once saw a magic knight cut his sword aura.

"When magic has tempered the body to a certain level, it is easy to awaken grudge." Duke Medea looked at the door closed, gently lifted his foot, and rubbed the toe of his high heels on Aslan's calf.

"How can a magician with magical talent turn to cultivating fighting qi? There is a time when it is better to meditate, and when the body tempered by magic is cultivating fighting qi, the effect power is actually worse than that of fighting qi's body. When you break through the bottleneck, you still need the magical impact irrigation assistance of the magic tower." Duke Medea quickly reminded him when he saw Aslan's eyes glow.

"So there are not many mentor-level knights in the Magic City?" Aslan said unexpectedly.

"Almost, compared to the number of hundreds of magisters, there are only a few dozen mentor-level knights. Of course, although the quality of the magic knights' fighting spirit is not as good as that of the decent knights, don’t forget that they also master magic. There is an opponent." The Duke of Medea continued to explain, the high heels had been moved to the root of Aslan's thigh.

Aslan directly grabbed the Duke of Medea's foot, and then pulled out the wounds on his wrist and ankle.

"Teacher, if you are so violent next time, I might really run away."

The Duke of Medea suddenly looked solemn, and he couldn't help showing an embarrassing expression, and said as soft as a mosquito.

"Not next time."

Aslan suddenly laughed and swaggered to sit on the throne of the Duke of Medea.

"It turns out that the magic knights are a group of krypton gold players."

Hearing Aslan's sigh, Duke Medea raised his head and looked at Aslan with his head tilted.

"What is a krypton gold player?"

"It is the meaning of gold coin professionals. They have good backgrounds and money. From what you mean, excluding equipment, the cost of cultivating a magic knight can be more than several ordinary knights." Aslan explained.

"Puff!"

The Duke of Medea couldn't help laughing, because she thought Aslan described it too appropriately.

"But I thought of a way to quickly train low-level professionals. I don't know how effective it is, it can be used to experiment." Aslan said with eyes light.

"Regarding the invitation to the Magic City, will you go?" Duke Medea asked.

"Go! Why not, that is the magic sacred land in the mainland, known as the city of a thousand towers." Aslan said with bright eyes.

Every time the City of Magic invites the entire continent to participate in the academy, the countries of the mainland will also cease war at that time. Any country that dares to start a war will suffer the anger of the City of Magic.

The Duke of Medea nodded and glanced at Aslan, because his hand had reached under her skirt irregularly.

"Stop making trouble, Maru and the others should be coming soon, they should have got the news of the magic knight." Duke Medea slapped Aslan's hand and said without hesitation.

"Okay!" Aslan finished, kissed Duke Medea's face and left quickly.

When he came out of the magic tower, he happened to see Mario and Genalido coming.

The three greeted each other, and Aslan eagerly left. He wanted to find Nigor and Merlin to see if he could work out that kind of thing.

Maru took a deep look at Aslan, and a complex color flashed in his eyes.

When the disciples were arguing about the quota of the Magic City, Aslan had arrived at the Merlot Dam, and they were re-experimenting and modifying the jeep.

"Gather all together, I have something to find you."

Aslan couldn't wait to say as soon as he landed.

Merlin and Nigor immediately ran over with their right assistants.

In the conference room, after Aslan drew his ideas and principles, the entire conference room couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

Merlin finally asked: "Lord Lord! You are really bold in this idea, but have you ever considered whether the plan will have a drastic impact on the entire integrated army system, and may even cause turmoil, once the plan is successful."