The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

"No, no, we are not at war with the Kerx region. We are just teaching the Garros bandit regiment. What's more, even if we don’t take action, the mercenaries formed by the city’s chamber of commerce will take action. By then, the situation will be completely beyond our control. Scope." Olga said completely with a fair attitude in which Billy City's interests are paramount.

But none of the people present believed what he said, even the Marquis of Medea was no exception. Among all the disciples, Olga, who is usually hippy and smiling, is the famous war mad in Billy City. As long as there is a war, he can fight. He will definitely rush to the forefront.

Qatar chuckled, did not speak, attitude is everything.

As for the magicians who were called to the meeting, they also looked helpless and depressed. They just wanted Billy City to come up with an attitude, rather than really want to fight against Cox City.

"Mathul tell me your opinion." The Marquis Medea rubbed his temples, his beautiful eyes sparkling, beautiful, but no one dared to look at her.

Because the strongest magic of the Marquis of Medea is hypnotic illusion, as long as you look at her for too long, you will unconsciously fall into hallucinations.

Aslan naturally knew this too, but he still took a peek from time to time. For beautiful things, he couldn't help but want to look twice.

"It's really beautiful."

Hearing the question from the Marquis Medea, a panic flashed in Marathi’s eyes. She remained absolutely neutral and had a good magical talent. However, she had no interest in this kind of political and military affairs, so she never interfered. Just ask.

So when faced with the teacher's sudden question, Maru was a little flustered, she could only bite the bullet and said.

"Everything is subject to the teacher's decision."

When Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head.

The Marquis of Medea just wanted to hear Marathi's thoughts and suggestions, not her and Ximu.

What is meant by listening to her decision? If she has a decision, she still has to ask.

The Marquis Medea was in a bad mood, and the repressive magic wave on his body became more obvious, and Genalido started to pant.

Aslan's back also began to sweat.

"Generido, you say?"

Generido was a little excited when he heard the Marquis of Medea roll his name. He was rarely asked at such meetings on weekdays, because most of the problems were solved by other seniors.

Aslan has noticed that the attitude of the Marquis of Medea is not right, and the original plan must be cancelled so as not to arouse the anger of the Marquis of Medea.

Generido took a look at Aslan, but saw Aslan shook his head invisibly at him, and pressed his palm against the table to signal him to postpone the matter. Unfortunately, Generico would be wrong. Thinking that Aslan asked him to cheer, by the way, with the help of the big sister Natal, he suppressed Wattini's arrogance.

"Teacher! The existence of the Garros Bandit Group is indispensable, so we might as well replace it." After Genalido said this, Aslan noticed a horrible wave of magic suddenly erupting.

Genalido was directly photographed outside the conference hall by the hand of a mage. The terrifying wind caused Aslan to take a breath of air, and his neck twisted stiffly, just in time to see Genalido vomiting blood on the ground. , It can be seen that the power of this palm is not light.

At the same time, he also understands Genalito's position in the eyes of the Marquis of Medea.

The other seniors said that the Garros bandit group had been destroyed, but the Marquis of Medea didn't even snorted, and when Genalido opened his mouth, he flew out.

Sure enough, there is a difference between people.

Aslan swallowed subconsciously, and he could finally be sure that the Marquis of Medea didn't want to make matters worse, and hoped to keep it within a certain range.

Aslan suddenly flashed his inspiration, and he recalled the last dying struggle of the previous Marquis Medea.

She liberated a magic item left over from the ancient times, and killed two Magisters and Three Great Sword Masters in the Imperial Capital on the spot. She also ran out of magic power and finally died away.

Could it be that the Marquis of Medea has already obtained that thing, so now all his thoughts are on that magic item.

"Aslan, please tell me, I hope you don't let me down." The Marquis of Medea looked at Aslan and said lightly.

Aslan's body tightened. He knew that if the answer he said could not satisfy the Marquis Medea, then Genalido's fate was his fate. After swallowing, he looked at a nearby one not far away. The black swallow that flew into the magic tower from outside the window, the black swallow got into the nest on the inner ceiling very skillfully, and had an inspiration.

"Teacher! This matter is not difficult for me to handle." Aslan said.

"Oh! Tell me about it." The Marquis Medea immediately became interested, and his gloomy face eased a lot.

"We only need to send one person to the Garros Bandit Group to negotiate with them. The money can be given to them, but the goods must be returned." Aslan bit his scalp and said.

"No, let's put the face of Billy City there." Olga cried out dissatisfied when he heard Aslan's words.

"Go on!" The Marquis of Medea glanced at Olga, and Olga immediately shrank her neck, not daring to speak.

"These are the symptoms but not the root cause, so I suggest giving the Garros Bandit Group a little protection fee, and the Garros Bandit Band who has collected the protection fee will not be allowed to **** the caravan that has paid the protection fee from now on." Aslan Continue to say.

Nakes, the wizard of the Faith and Fire Merchant Association, asked curiously.

"What is the price of this protection fee? Who should pay it?"

Aslan hurriedly said: "Naturally, the caravan came out, based on one-tenth of the caravan's revenue."

Nacks nodded. He can accept the price. If it can be negotiated, the caravans going to the Kerrs area will not be attacked in the future. They can still accept the money. After all, ten caravans have been robbed of one or two merchants. The team is a very normal thing. This has long been calculated in the caravan's income. If you can guarantee that you will not be robbed, you will only make money and not lose.

The Marquis of Medea was also very satisfied with Aslan's proposal and nodded with a smile. If Aslan had just asked Billy City to pay the money, she promised to shoot Avilan out.

"Very good! This is a good suggestion. Anyone who can represent Billy City goes to the Garros Bandit Group to negotiate with him."

Hearing that the Marquis of Medea suddenly turned into a spring breeze like a thousand years of ice, everyone knew that the Marquis of Medea was very satisfied with this suggestion.

Not only the Marquis of Medea, but even the sorcerers representing the chambers of commerce in Billy City agreed very much.

It is very easy to deal with, and it will be even easier in the future.

Wattini rolled his eyes and smiled and said, "Teacher, I think it's best to send Xiao Jiu. Now that he has come up with such a way, he has naturally considered a way to deal with it."