The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

"Oh, I've already considered it, are you willing to be my subordinate?" Aslan said with interest.

Rachel shook her head firmly.

Aslan smiled slightly, pointed to the breakfast and said, "Then have breakfast first, then go back and have a good night's sleep. Let's talk when you feel better."

Rachel nodded helplessly and ate breakfast quietly, thinking in her mind how to convince Aslan.

But soon she was attracted by the deliciousness of the plate and boiled water for breakfast.

When Rachel left again, Aslan looked at Medoriya and asked, "Has the Conley Federation sent the coordinates?"

Medoria nodded, and handed Aslan the documents and map she had just sent in the morning.

After Aslan opened it and looked at it, he shook his head and said, "Not bad! That guy Liang Feifei's efficiency is really fast!"

After reading the document carefully, it is about the arsenal built by Gonzalo in the Kanglai World, which is very in line with his taste. Whether it is equipment or technology, it is very advanced and practical.

"Just this place, first use the forbidden spell to destroy the surrounding area, leave the factory area, and evacuated them directly, understand." Aslan said.

Medoria nodded.

"Do I need to tell Her Royal Highness?" Medoria asked cautiously.

Aslan suddenly showed a playful smile.

"Am I not good enough last night?"

Medoriya's cheeks flushed instantly, and she didn't dare to look at Aslan again.

Last night, Medoriya wore a **** lace dress with black silk, and deliberately shook beside Aslan, and finally seduced Aslan to bed.

The elves have always been less interested in matters between men and women, which is also their nature, but last night, she made her understand why Her Majesty the Queen is so happy, and there is not much demand for this kind of thing on weekdays, but she was with Aslan. From time to time, he will be trained to be another person.

Medora couldn't help trembling when she thought of what she had done last night.

The indescribable sense of shame and beauty made her deeply addicted.

"His Majesty!"

Medoria let out a soft cry.

"Be careful, if you encounter any difficult problems, you will retreat as soon as possible." Aslan said softly.

Medoria nodded.

As soon as the Seventh Aviation Magical Brigade left, Lai Anning came out of the teleportation space with 2,000 heavily armored guards. With a height of nearly three meters and a suit of heavy armor, he was simply a humanoid mecha warrior.

Seeing the garrison in Anshi stunned, they didn't understand until they came to the door of the company of Melo Junwu Heavy Industry. This was also a reinforcement.

After the Forbidden Curse destroyed a front-line military base, the fierce attack of the Gonzalo country also stopped across the board, giving the soldiers of the Federal Army finally a chance to breathe.

Looking at the reinforcements in front of him, a young soldier couldn't help but raise his hand and salute to express his gratitude.

Lai Anning led the heavy armored guards forward silently. After seeing the soldiers salute, he was slightly taken aback, and soon wanted what Aslan once said. As a soldier, as long as you see the other party salute, as long as it is not an enemy, you must return the salute. Respect.

Lai Anning raised his hand in return, making the young soldier speechless with excitement.

Entering Aslan's office, Lai Anning put a bag of oranges in front of Aslan's desk and asked in confusion, "Your Majesty, the oranges you asked me to bring."

Aslan nodded, quickly opened the orange, and wiped the orange peel on his clothes, leaving Lai Anning stunned.

"Your Majesty, are you?"

"You bought the oranges for me on the way, remember." Aslan pointedly reminded.

Leaning nodded.

After smelling his body, there was no other smell, and he was satisfied to break off the orange and eat it.

"sit down!"

Lai Anning glanced at the small chair next to him and smiled awkwardly. When he was about to sit on the ground casually, two soldiers came in with a small table completely welded from metal.

For ordinary people, it was a small table, but for Leanning, it was a chair specially made for him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Aslan waved his hand indifferently.

"This time, I asked you to reload the guards because there is a task for you. You will face dozens or even hundreds of enemy troops. Are you afraid?" Aslan asked.

Lai Anning said with excitement: "We can really fight. Since the establishment of the United Army, we haven't fought for a long time. Either the enemy is too weak or surrendered, so that they can only watch every time, and there are very few opportunities to play. Brothers are almost suffocated."

Hearing the suffocation, Aslan couldn't help laughing.

In fact, as Lai Anning said, as the unified army becomes stronger and stronger, the barbarians are less and less on the field. As a result, this group of suffocated men is crazy to make people every time they go back. In just a few years, the population, the birth rate of barbarians. It has reached 3.2, and the birth rate is 0.3 higher than that of the human race in Merlo City.

"Very good, I look forward to your results." Aslan said with a smile, picked up an orange and threw it to Lai Anning.

Lai Anning didn't even peel the skin, he just threw it into his mouth.

Duke Medea came in with the document, looked at Aslan who was eating oranges, and asked curiously, "When did you like to eat oranges?"

Aslan smiled and said, "I bought it on the road in Lai Anning. It tastes pretty good. Try it."

Duke Medea nodded, took one and ate it, frowned directly, and threw the remaining half into the trash can.

"So sour!"

Aslan couldn't help but laugh.

Lai Anning just threw it into his mouth and ate it. His personality was so carefree, but he was Aslan's most trusted general.

"I may have to go back. We have already figured out some details. We must go back to preside over the project and crack the magic of the Blue Star alien race as quickly as possible." Duke Medea said with a regretful expression on his face.

She was reluctant to leave Aslan, but now the matter is urgent, and her research project is inseparable from her.

After Duke Medea finished studying this plan, a flash of anticipation flashed in his heart. The reason is very simple. While increasing the strength of the continent, it will also increase the limit of the world.

The limit of the world, as the name suggests, is the upper limit of the strong in the world.

Duke Medea has reached the limit of this world. No matter how strong it is, the world will not be able to withstand the aftermath of her battle, and the will of the world will reject her. The mentor will no longer be the limit, and it is likely to break through the realm of the great mentor and become a god-like existence.

"What, you want to leave, can you leave? I can't bear you, I can't sleep without hugging you at night." Aslan said, hugging Duke Medea's waist.

In the face of Aslan's coquetry, Duke Medea took advantage of it and gently kissed Aslan's forehead.

"Good, this plan is very important, it can even allow me to go further."