The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Squeak.

The door to Muzhai in Maisi Village slowly opened, and a team of heavily armed militiamen walked out. Behind them was an old man with crutches. His hair was white and his body was a little rickety, but those piercing eyes made people feel I dare not despise this old man.

Aslan is also very aware of the abilities of this old man. He came into contact with him in his previous life. His name is Johnson. He is also a well-known figure in the small town of Merlot. He is credited with the development of Max Village to its present scale. Very Wei.

Johnson also has another identity, that is, a great magician, although he is only an intermediate, but for the poor and remote places in the Merlot area, even a high-level swordsman has to be weighed.

Of course, only a few people in Max Village know this identity.

The reason Aslan knew it was because during a conflict in a previous life, Aslan's army pressured him and forced Johnson to take action.

"I don't know if Lord Lord arrives, there is a long way to go." Johnson naturally knew who the young man was in front of him.

Only a few days after the new lord came to Merlot, he solved the original landlord Claude’s family in Merlot, punished the entire town guard, and made the entire town of Merlot look completely new. Prosperous appearance.

"Mr. Johnson, it's really not as famous as to meet!"

Aslan also smiled and greeted him, his previous life experience had made him fall in love with him a long time ago.

Johnson did not intend to invite Aslan into the village. Instead, he blocked the entrance of the village, and asked flatly, "I don't know what the lord is going to do when he comes to Max Village?"

Aslan didn't care too much, he knew the attitude of the surrounding villages towards Merlot.

They are unwilling to recognize the status of Merlot, because once admitted, they must pay taxes and obey the transfer of Merlot. Then they will lose their free days now.

Aslan also left after only a few words of courtesy. He didn't mention any official business from the beginning to the end, just as if he was visiting his senior.

Johnson looked at Aslan's distant back, very puzzled.

"What the **** is this young lord thinking about?"

Originally, he thought Aslan wanted to persuade Max Village to join Merlot Town, or to form an alliance with Max Village, but from beginning to end, Aslan did not raise a word about these two topics.

This annoys the self-proclaimed scheming Johnson very much.

The reason why Aslan did this is very simple. Johnson is suspicious. He only needs to make Johnson suspicious, so that he can buy precious time for his next actions.

His real goal is Laianning Village.

Lai Anning Village is a village born and raised in the small town of Meruo, or a tribe. It is a barbarian tribe with a small population and only a hundred people, but its combat power is among the top three in the entire Meruo area. . The village chief is a senior swordsman, swinging a huge bone hammer, invincible, no one dared to fight with him, he was hailed as the number one master in the Merlot area.

With Aslan's current strength, naturally, he didn't dare to dream of being able to subdue the opponent, he just wanted to make a good relationship with Laianning Village.

The biggest problem in Laianning Village is the shortage of food. Although there are only a hundred people, the barbarians are notoriously gluttonous and do not engage in agriculture. Although they are the best hunters, hunting depends on luck. Sometimes they may not be able to get their prey if they go out for a whole day, so most of the time they are full and hungry.

Aslan and his entourage had just arrived at the gate of Laianning Village, a dozen barbarian warriors surrounded them, and Arthur's nerves were tense all at once.

Because among the barbarian warriors who surrounded them, there were two mid-level swordsmen.

The weapons in his hand are mainly bone sticks and stone spears, but in front of that strong physique, even a wooden stick can exert terrifying power.

"Is that how you greet your friends?"

Aslan waved his hand and asked Arthur and the others to insert the drawn sword back in, and said calmly.

The leading barbarian warrior was a little surprised when he saw Aslan who was so calm, and then smiled honestly and waved his hands to make the others retreat.

"Our patriarch has been waiting for a long time."

Aslan nodded, and led the barbarian warrior into the village.

The reason they say this is not because of how resourceful their patriarchs are, but the real reason is because of their powerful force.

Every month, every village has to pay a ‘protection fee’, otherwise it’s hard to guarantee that these extremely hungry barbarians will rush into the village to grab food that day.

They also regarded Aslan as the person who came to pay the protection fee.

After all, in the old town of Merlot, Claude would personally deliver a batch of food every month. Although there was not much food, it also represented an attitude.

Even their nominal boss in the Merlot area has to pay protection fees, and other villages have to weigh it before they want to refuse.

Entering the village, Aslan couldn't look directly at the barbarian's buildings.

That can't be called a building at all, it should be called a tent, and even many tents are leaking. If it weren't for the barbarian's strong physique, it would be a problem that he wouldn't die of illness in this environment.

"The new lord, I don’t know how much food you are going to provide each month." Patriarch Lai Anning watched Aslan approach, and Dama Jindao sat on the ground. His huge figure was just shorter than Aslan’s. a little bit.

Aslan initially estimated that this Lai Anning was at least 2.5 meters tall, with a large bone stick beside it, covered with iron bumps, and it was estimated that one stick could smash a person into flesh.

"No, no, you misunderstood, I came here to make a deal with your Excellency." Aslan said with a smile.

Lai Anning's face instantly became cold, his eyes widened at Aslan, and there was a great possibility that he would shoot if he didn't agree with him.

"Haha, do you want to do it? I hope you can think about it clearly. I belong to the Sara family in Kyoto. Behind my family is the existence of magisters, and there are not one or two. As for the great knights, there are dozens of them. If you move me, I can guarantee that within three days, the entire Laianning Village will be reduced to rubble. None of the soldiers here can survive. The strength of our human army is more than just quantity."

Aslan sat in front of Laianning indifferently, and said instead of looking directly.

Laianning's eyes slowly reddened, staring at Aslan, making Arthur look straight at the hair behind him.

But the next moment, Lai Anning smiled heartily.

"It's just a joke with Lord Lord. You don't know what Lord Lord wants to trade with us. You also know the situation in our Laianning Village. You are both poor and white."