When Rebaton and Aslan met again, he saw Carmen following Aslan obediently, and he instantly woke up.
"Mr. Amuro, what a generous act!"
This incident made Rebaton a little dissatisfied. If someone else had seized the control of Dortmund's underground forces, he might not have anything to say, but it was taken away by an outsider like Amuro, which made him more or less dissatisfied.
Aslan's tone was normal at first, but it changed as he spoke.
"Originally, I really just planned to do business well, but I never expected that someone would peep at me, drug me, and make me do that kind of thing."
Rebaton's mouth twitched, because this kind of thing is not just Aslan, but actually many people in Dortmund are like this, and the woman also likes to film the process. This is why politicians at all levels in Dortmund are unwilling to do anything to her.
With the clue in hand, and Lucia's filial piety never lacking, everyone turned a blind eye.
Not to mention that Lucia occasionally organizes sexy parties to make everyone happy together.
When thinking of Lucia's superb skills, Rebaton also felt a pang of regret.
"Indeed, that bitch is so disgusting."
Rebaton said with deep sympathy.
"I just don't know if Mr. Amuro got it..."
Listening to this tone and attitude, from Sir to Your Excellency in an instant, you can see how quickly these politicians change their faces.
"I know what you want to say. Please arrange a room with your Excellency, Congressman, so that everyone on the list can get to know each other."
After Aslan finished speaking, he pushed a list in front of Rebaton.
Rebaton glanced at the list and understood instantly.
These people used to be Lucia's protective umbrella.
They all have one thing in common, they all have something in Lucia's hands.
"Okay!" Rebaton responded indifferently. He wanted to see what confidence Amuro had in getting these people to cooperate honestly.
In the evening banquet, only the entertainment among the ladies was left. All the male guests attending the party entered the largest living room, where dozens of wooden boxes were placed in the corners.
Many guests could not help but show excitement after seeing the wooden box. Two of them rushed over to snatch it away, but when they got closer, they suddenly knelt down in front of the wooden box.
A terrifying coercion enveloped the entire reception room.
Ray Barton and Curry both retired from the army and instantly understood the source of this terrifying pressure.
Mentor level powerhouse!
"Don't get excited, everyone. I will return these things to you, but I still have something to talk to you about."
Aslan crossed his hands and put them on his knees, and said gently: "I still hope that things can be resolved peacefully."
As soon as these words came out, the terrifying pressure strengthened again, directly pressing Reibator to the ground.
"This terrifying spiritual pressure is at least that of a peak mentor level expert."
Arturia appeared behind Aslan in military uniform, holding the knight sword at her waist with one hand, majestic. She was a knight mentor.
"Your wife is actually a powerful mentor!"
Rebaton's eyes widened subconsciously. He had met Artoria when he held a banquet. At that time, he never imagined that this beauty who looked like a gentle little daughter-in-law could actually be such a terrifying existence.
"Can everyone talk?" Aslan asked again.
Rebaton said with a grimace: "Talk, just talk like this, it's not good!"
Aslan waved his hand, and Artoria immediately put away her aura, causing all the officials to breathe a sigh of relief.
"To show our sincerity in cooperation, these boxes will be returned to everyone first."
After Aslan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the wooden box in the corner flew up out of thin air, flying towards the owner whose name was on the wooden box.
A group of dignitaries took the wooden box in their hands without any joy. Instead, they looked at Aslan with solemn expressions.
"I'm already at the peak of the Great Mage, and I'm only one magic tower away from being a Magister, so I'm very eager to make money, and I hope everyone can cooperate."
When he heard that the magic tower was to be built, Rebaton's thoughts suddenly became familiar.
The Dortmund area has been dominated by agriculture for so many years. I wonder if the economy and industry cannot develop. Even the cultivation system is very backward. In a large area, the strongest person is only an early stage swordsman. Compared with other areas, the worst is
Mentor-level people are in charge, and there are even several strong men at the mentor-level in some strong areas.
The difference is not even a little bit.
Regardless of the fact that this is just a gap between professionals, it will actually affect the evaluation of the entire region, and at the same time, it will also make their Dortmund region councilors have less say than other regional councilors who have strong mentors.
The lack of voice naturally cannot guarantee regional policy interests, and the development of the region will naturally become slower and slower.
Regardless of the fact that they are just an agricultural area, if they have the support of mentor-level experts, their agricultural funding may be doubled next year. In this way, they can build a large number of canals and reclaim new farmland, which can also speed up the development of the region.
"What do you want to cooperate with?"
After Ray Barton and several important congressmen looked at each other, they nodded tacitly, and Ray Barton asked the question.
"My original proposal was to build a green tourism city and vigorously develop the wholesale of agricultural products."
As soon as these words came out, Rebaton was confused. Just relying on these two businesses, when would he be able to earn enough funds to build the magic tower?
"Don't look down on this business. If tens of millions of people from Chester and surrounding areas visit Dortmund every year, and each person only consumes one card, that would be tens of millions of card dollars. This amount of money is not a small amount.
You should know how big the agricultural product market in Chester is now. The agricultural products consumed in Chester every year are worth more than one million dollars..."
Before Aslan finished speaking, he was interrupted by a council member.
"Agricultural products are indeed a big issue, but the food red line is there. Dortmund has no extra land to grow other agricultural products. The fields in Dortmund have been developed to the limit."
Aslan shook his head and said: "There is still some distance from the limit. At least I have seen a lot of abandoned land, and many agricultural products are not suitable for planting in the ground. Domon Mountain is very good."
Dortmund Mountain is the highest peak in Dortmund, with a maximum altitude of 354 meters. It covers an area of more than 300 hectares and is large enough. However, such a mountain has been abandoned by the people of Dortmund, which makes Aslan very suspicious of them.
level of farming.
As soon as he heard about Domon Mountain, Councilor Jadelin immediately said: "Domon Mountain is occupied by the ruthless bandit Bruck. There are nearly a thousand gangsters on it. It has always been Dortmund's innermost concern."
Rebaton immediately glared at Jadlin, angry at his unnecessary behavior.