Genario saluted respectfully, called "Teacher!" and then told Marquis Medea everything that had happened.
According to the current time, the Marquis of Medea should still be a beautiful woman in her thirties, but the magician's robe is not good at all. It is too wide, not to mention the appearance, even the male and female cannot be distinguished.
"Humph!" After listening to Genarido's explanation of the causes and consequences, Marquis Medea snorted coldly.
Justin immediately trembled all over and didn't even have the courage to look at his mother.
"Young man from the Sarah family! How do you think this matter should be handled?" Marquis Medea's soft voice sounded, very pleasant and refreshing.
Aslan cursed secretly: "Vixen!"
Obviously, Marquis Medea did not want to deal with her son. After all, this was not a big deal in itself, but in order to maintain the prestige she had established, she had to remain impartial, so she left the choice to Aslan.
If Justin must be punished, Marquis Medea will also carry out the punishment, but this will offend Marquis Medea.
Aslan smiled slightly, bowed and said: "This matter is not a big deal. It is better to let enemies go than to end them."
"It's a good saying that it's better to make friends than to make enemies. This is also a matter of youthful generosity." Marquis Medea's oriole-like voice sounded again, and he lazily changed his posture.
"Justin, are you short of money?"
Then Marquis Medea asked a question that was both negative and negative, and Justin was so frightened that he suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.
Aslan shook his head when he saw it, and Marquis Medea waved his hand to let his son go down to avoid further embarrassment.
"Young man! You have been exiled to the small town of Mero by the Sarah family. What are your plans? You have a good talent, but you can't waste it." Marquis Medea seemed to be encouraging, but he was hiding a secret.
Aslan's eyes lit up and he immediately climbed up the pole.
"I hope to join the Medea Magic Tower. I don't ask for anything else. I just want to have the opportunity to continue learning more advanced magic."
Marquis Medea nodded with satisfaction and agreed.
"Yes, I will personally assess your homework every month. If the results satisfy me, I will consider accepting you as a disciple."
Aslan looked pleasantly surprised. He had finally found a supporter, and he was also very interested in the meditation method of the Marquis of Medea.
The magician's meditation method is like the inner strength and mental method. The more advanced the inner strength and mental method, the higher the skill of cultivation.
After being exiled in his previous life, he had no chance to come into contact with the Sarah family's top-level meditation method. Even if he had gained power, in the end he only found an advanced meditation method.
Coming out of the Magic Tower of Medea, Aslan almost jumped with excitement.
Genario walked beside Aslan, patted Aslan on the shoulder and said.
"Boy, I am very optimistic about you! I hope you will be lucky enough to become my junior brother."
Aslan nodded solemnly and said, "I won't let you down, senior brother."
Hearing that Aslan had already opened his mouth to call his senior brother, Genario couldn't help but laugh.
After coming out of the Marquis of Medea's Mansion, Lean, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly ran over and saluted Aslan.
"I didn't know that Lord Aslan was a great magician. I have offended you a lot, so please forgive me. This is a small apology gift."
After Lien finished speaking, he took out a huge money bag and handed it to Aslan.
Aslan opened it casually and took a look. His eyes were dazzled by the golden light inside, and he weighed the purse with his hands.
Good guy, at least there are a hundred gold coins.
"Commander Lien was joking. As the saying goes, no one knows each other without fighting. We all work for Marquis Medea. This matter has been revealed. Let's have a drink together."
Whenever he was short of money, someone would send money to his door. Moreover, Jason would also establish a chamber of commerce in the outer south city in the future, and he would inevitably have to deal with Lien. There was no need to offend him too much.
Seeing that Aslan accepted the money and said that they had a chance to drink together, Lien was relieved and started talking to Aslan.
It wasn't until Aslan was sent back to the Flame Lady Hotel that he reluctantly left.
For the next two days, Aslan stayed quietly in his room, secretly receiving the iron ingots sent by Jason at night and preparing to make them into knight armor.
But when Aslan started to use divine magic to imitate objects, he realized that although the talent of divine magic to imitate was unexpected, it was not as convenient as expected. The refining of every item required him to keep an eye on it, just like the whole process.
It's just like building it yourself, but the process is accelerated.
The first time he used it, he was just out of curiosity and surprise, so he didn't notice this problem. But now it's different. He realizes the huge shortcomings of magical simulants and cannot be mass-produced. Even if Aslan is dedicated to production,
It is impossible for workers to mass-produce knight armor on a large scale.
It is no longer possible to mass-produce magical simulants and sell cheap items in the future.
"It seems that national industry is the cornerstone of our rise."
Upon hearing this, Aslan's eyes suddenly lit up and he took out a piece of red iron ore.
That was the iron ore that Jason had collected in the past few days. Because the iron ore in the slums could not be refined, it had been left aside and Jason bought it at a low price.
This familiar red ore made Aslan couldn't help but show an expression of joy.
"It's actually the Blood Demon Iron Ore."
This time Aslan relied solely on alchemy for refining. He wanted to know exactly what the difference was between divine magic and alchemy.
In the end, the answer made Aslan helpless. The whole process was similar to alchemy, except that the refining speed was a little more than ten times that of alchemy.
Despite this, Aslan is still full of expectations for divine magic.
Sometimes, many things can only be written on paper because they cannot be produced. As long as they can be produced, mass production is only a matter of time.
The ore that was originally the size of a fist finally turned into a small piece of 5×5mm iron.
Although there was only a small amount of Blood Demon Iron, Aslan's face was filled with surprise.
That is a high-grade alchemy material. Many magicians will only add a little bit when refining magic props to increase the flow rate of magic power.
Aslan estimated that Aslan could buy this small piece of Blood Demon Iron for at least a few hundred gold coins. But Jason bought it for just a few silver coins.
"It looks like I really found a treasure."
Aslan put away the Blood Demon Iron.
Early the next morning, before Aslan woke up, he heard a knock on the door. He crawled out of bed impatiently, opened the door with messy hair and sleepy eyes.
"You're not allowed to sleep so early in the morning."
When he opened the door, he saw Generido raising his hand, ready to knock down, while Wilson stood far away next to him.
In the past six months, Aslan has been a fair and strict lord who loves his people like his son in front of his people. However, the various bad habits and weird behaviors in the city lord's mansion can be described in a book.
The term "getting angry" came from Aslan, and Aslan's "getting angry" was very serious. Once, Lancelot made a big move during training and directly smashed a piece of disdain into Aslan's unclosed window.
, fortunately, it happened to hit Aslan, who was sleeping soundly, and woke him up. As a result, Aslan chased him for more than ten miles with the fireball technique.
"The teacher will give a lecture this morning, are you going to go?" Genari looked at Aslan's angry look and asked with a smile.
Aslan's original dissatisfaction disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the water arrow technique originally hidden behind him also disappeared without a trace.
"Go! How can you not go? Wait, I will change my clothes and go over."