The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

The Marquis of Medea immediately turned his gaze to Aslan, without giving him a chance to speak, and said directly.

"Then leave this to Aslan, I believe you won't let me down."

Aslan wanted to say, I will let you down, but considering that Genalido was still lying on the ground coughing up blood, he nodded obediently.

"Very well, I need a satisfactory answer in three days, everyone is gone!" The Marquis Medea waved and said.

Seeing that the Marquis of Medea was so eager to leave, everyone respectfully bowed to the Marquis of Medea.

Aslan quickly picked up Genalido and prepared to run.

The plan can't keep up with the changes.

This time it wasn't just that Vattini was offended miserably, but the big sister Natal was no better.

If you don't **** anymore, is it waiting for revenge.

Aslan's speed is fast, and the speed of the two elder sisters is even faster.

Natal glanced at Aslan with a sullen look.

"You are very good! I remembered."

Aslan could only sneer, he naturally heard that Natal was an irony, but he didn't dare to refute it and couldn't explain it.

After all, he initially planned to unite with Natal to knock out the Garros bandit, and then let Alfon ask for it instead.

The ghost knows that such a thing will happen!

It is estimated that Natal has already believed that she has been used by Aslan, just to fight for favor in front of the teacher.

Vattini smiled.

"Xiao Jiu is so capable! Senior Sister is quite knowledgeable."

Aslan numbed her scalp and said, "Thank you two senior sisters for the praise!"

Now that he had offended it, it was impossible for him to bend everything, and from today's incident, Aslan also thought of one thing, the rumors about the Marquis of Medea in the previous life.

It's just that he is not sure yet, so he has to go back and think again.

As soon as the two elder sisters left, Aslan put Genalido on his shoulders, and they smiled bitterly at each other.

Generido realized when he was bombed out that Aslan's prompt was to signal him to take a moment, but he would be wrong.

But now it seems that even if he is not blasted out, the end of the game is estimated to be not much better than Aslan.

The attitude of the Marquis of Medea was strange, which was unexpected by everyone.

"Ah! The fourth brother's injury is not light, Xiao Jiu will help the fourth brother to the treatment room." Maru didn't know when he appeared next to Aslan and Genalid, with a worried expression on his face.

Generido heard Maliu’s voice full of worry and nervousness, and immediately struck a sharp spirit. Just when he wanted to speak, he saw Maliu’s mouth move slightly, and a blue light shot towards Genelido at an angle that Aslan did not pay attention to. .

"That's great! It's troublesome Senior Sister Five."

Aslan didn't notice that Genalito had been hit by the second-level magic forbidden word, and thought that Genalito was too injured and didn't want to speak.

Generido wanted La Aslan to leave, but he couldn't move his body for the next moment.

Level three magic fixation technique!

Can only be taken away by Aslan. Fortunately, Aslan’s body has been strengthened by magical elements for almost a year, and his physique far exceeds that of magicians of the same level. There is no difficulty in carrying it.

Genalito was sent to the treatment room with a look of despair. He was different from Aslan. He knew Maru very well.

As the manager of the magic tower, she calculated every drop of magic power in the magic tower to the fullest, absolutely not allowed to waste a little bit of it. As for the treatment, she would never open the treatment room as long as it was less than the point of survival.

This is a woman who only takes advantage and does not suffer.

Now that Maru eagerly sent him into the treatment room, there was definitely a conspiracy, and it was still a big conspiracy.

Genalito was afraid that he could not bear it, but he couldn't speak, and he didn't even have the right to refuse.

He wanted to cry, looking at Aslan with desperate eyes, his mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't say a word.

Aslan didn't notice his strangeness. After he sent Genalido into the treatment room, he also enjoyed the treatment of Genalido just now.

Root surgery! And still silently.

Maru pulled up Aslan's trousers and looked at it, looking disappointed.

"Fifth Senior Sister, what are you looking for?" Aslan said with an embarrassed face. He really couldn't bear Maru touching her.

Although she knew she was looking for something, as a normal man, facing a movement like a beautiful woman, it would be abnormal if she didn't respond.

"The high heels and stockings you gave to the teacher! Why didn't you wear it yourself?" Maru raised her head and asked very seriously.

Aslan heard a black line, how did it feel like a pervert.

Although the history of silk stockings first appeared for men, but for a modern traveler, men wear silk stockings, except for BT, which is a pseudonym.

Aslan thinks that he is neither, so naturally it is impossible to wear that stuff.

The earliest silk stockings were born in the 15th century, when the production of socks had to rely on handwork [.

The original service target of silk stockings was men. In the 16th century, European courts and upper class society became obsessed with colored tights. According to the fashion of the time, men were used to showing off their thighs in tights, and they thought it was a symbol of beauty.

It can be seen from David's "Napoleon I and the Queen's Coronation Ceremony" that even on solemn occasions, the princes and generals showed their legs and unanimously chose tight-fitting stockings.

"So it's this!"

Aslan suddenly realized, but quickly revealed a look of embarrassment.

"The manufacturing process of silk stockings is very cumbersome, and the material processing is also very troublesome. Therefore, the output has always been low. I don't have many. However, I still prepared a few pairs for my senior sister. In my eyes, it is natural to have such beautiful items as silk stockings. Only a beautiful lady like a senior sister is eligible to have it."

Aslan's flattering Maru was refreshed.

As for the precious stockings in his mouth, she didn't doubt it at all.

Because she had borrowed silk stockings and high-heeled shoes from her teacher for a long time. There is no difficulty in imitation of high-heeled shoes, but the production, whether in appearance or comfort, is far inferior to those produced by Aslan.

As for silk stockings, she experimented with hundreds of materials. These materials must be carefully cut and sewn before application. Because of their lack of elasticity, they consume a lot of consumption and the woven socks are easy to loosen.

Compared with the silk stockings produced by Aslan, even if it is stretched and deformed, it will soon shrink and return to its original shape.

Maru has also confirmed it again and again, and has never enchanted it.

As a magician, she naturally knows that every new material and secret recipe developed by magic is not a secret.

So Maru didn't inquire about its materials and technical craftsmanship, she just wanted to get some from Aslan and she was satisfied.

"Xiao Jiu really can talk." Maru exclaimed, and then the two remained silent with each other.