After Bishop Ella secretly cursed the old fox, he turned his attention to Amuro, his biggest supporter.
"What do you think, Amuro?"
Aslan twitched the corner of his mouth and said bravely: "It's the same as usual, but the church needs to set up a strong force to deal with the affairs of heretics. After all, not all cultists are willing to return to the embrace of the Lord."
Bishop Ella immediately set his sights on Aslan, obviously wanting him to help.
Aslan simply rolled his eyes and said: "I'm good at doing business, training the army and so on, so don't look for me."
If he helps to train the army, it will easily reveal his ambition. It is not scary to make money, but the most terrifying thing is to train soldiers, which will bring great uneasiness to people.
It seems that we need to recruit a retired military officer to join the Blackthorn Security Company.
I originally planned to go to the Magic Legion Retired Officers Club today, and I just took this opportunity to find two suitable candidates.
Aslan's suggestion caused a burst of laughter in the conference room and also alerted everyone.
The world is going to be in chaos, and the family's armed forces must be strengthened.
In the end, a legion composed of the Skitarii and devout believers of the Holy Mass Church were responsible for dealing with the problem of heretics, but before that, each mentor-level powerhouse was given to clean up the heretics in the area under their responsibility.
Soon someone proposed concentration camp management and centralized management of all pagans.
These pagans were sent to huge factories. In addition to hard work every day, they also had to study the Bible and change their beliefs. Only the stubborn ones would be eliminated.
Aslan gives the final management method of the concentration camp.
"As long as they sincerely return to the embrace of the Lord, these people can get a salary and even become factory managers."
It immediately gained the support of many people. On the one hand, it could obtain free labor, and on the other hand, it could isolate the influence of pagans. It really served multiple purposes with one stone.
As for whether the pagans will riot and revolt, they are not worried. As long as the professionals among them are screened out, ordinary people will not be able to compete with the professionals no matter how much they cause trouble.
After leaving the conference room of the police station, most of the people who took refuge in the police station were sent away. As soon as they left the police station, only a few carriages passed by on the originally busy road. This shows how much impact today's ruling on the Knights has brought.
As the whole city enters military control in the future, Chester's economy will definitely be affected, and the people who will suffer from it are ordinary people.
When I came out of the police station, I saw the Curry family's carriage, which seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"Let's talk about it after we get in the car!"
"This is the current situation. I believe we will be under military control soon. We will need to bring more bodyguards with us when we go out in the future. Let's go directly to the officers' club!"
After Aslan finished explaining the general content of the meeting, he proposed to go to the officers' club.
"With such a big thing happening, there should be no one in the club now." Curry said with a wry smile.
"No, the people we retain now are basically low-level officers with no background. They are my targets this time."
Aslan's words stunned Curry for a moment, and then he realized that in troubled times, only force and the army are the foundation for survival. Not to mention that the Thor Group has such a large footprint, it is normal to have more security forces.
The Magic Legion Officers Club is located at No. 15, Red Lotus Street. It is a Federal Renaissance-style house with five floors. Every window on each floor is like a door, corresponding to a small balcony.
It has a sandy color as a whole due to years of polishing. The stone pillars and arches together form an elegant porch, which looks quite dignified.
Aslan raised his magic wand, pointed at the building in front of him, and said with a smile: "Very good fluctuation of magic elements!"
Curry nodded in response: "This club was originally built to host the Magister. Unfortunately, since the death of Magister Noi, no new Magister has been born."
As he spoke, he led Aslan into the club and said to the girl at the front desk: "Magister Amuro, who is not a member of the club, I am the recommender."
When the girl at the front desk heard Amuro's name, her eyes lit up and she greeted Aslan with stars in her eyes.
"Welcome to the Magic Legion Retired Officers Club!"
Amuro now represents the top diamond player in Chester, and is even more popular than Wade.
"You have not served in the Magic Legion, and you are not even a soldier, so you cannot become a formal member." Curry apologized and explained: "However, even if you are an informal member, with your current status as a magister, you can come and go freely.
here."
Aslan followed Curry through the ornately decorated hall and came to a room that looked like a living room.
In the small room, Aslan met five retired or active military officers under the introduction of Curry. Apart from a certain member of the House of Commons, the highest-ranking one was Garcia, captain of the Magic Legion.
The largest military force of the Principality of Chil is not the tens of thousands of soldiers or the two hundred thousand police force, but the magic army.
The Magic Legion has a total of ten brigades, each with about 200 to 300 people. They are mainly stationed in major cities across the country, but not in industrial towns like Chester. The meaning behind them is intriguing.
Curry, Garcia and others soon started chatting. Aslan did not forcefully interrupt, but listened to their exchanges attentively, occasionally chiming in a word or two.
Obviously, the identity of Magister Aslan cannot change Garcia's attitude, because he is also a powerful Magister.
In such a relaxed and leisurely atmosphere, Garcia suddenly turned his head, looked at Aslan and said: "I heard that you were responsible for the development of the two rifles currently used by the federation?"
Garcia had a donkey face and wore a tall magic hat, which made him look a little funny, but no one dared to make fun of him.
"Just kidding, the prototype of the Divine Grace Rifle was copied from the dragon-slaying rifle of the Eastern Divine Theocracy in the outer continent. However, after it was put into production, it was discovered that the structure of the Divine Grace Rifle was too complex and the cost was too high. Finally, a simplified version was developed.
The version teaches the Type 88 rifle.”
Garcia nodded. One of his goals for coming here in person this time was Amuro, the firearms master.
"I wonder, Mr. Amuro, have you ever heard of aviation magic equipment?" Garcia asked.
Aslan's pupils dilated, and then he said as usual: "I heard that Bishop Ella once told me."
Garcia naturally noticed Aslan's strangeness, and his attitude was completely different from the arrogance at the beginning.
"If you were asked to take charge of the development of aviation magic equipment, how confident would you be?"
Aslan pondered for a long time, but finally gave no answer.
"I don't know. I just studied it for a while from Bishop Ella's introduction. Many technical problems cannot be solved. It is too difficult for me to develop aviation magic equipment alone."