The next day, a big event happened in the city of Billy. Caravans from several large chambers of commerce returned early, and the caravan guards were all injured and in ragged clothes, and the goods on the carriages were also in dilapidated condition.
Apparently they were attacked by bandits.
This kind of thing is not uncommon, but it is rare for it to happen on such a large scale as today, affecting so many caravans.
Aslan stood in front of the window of the Flame Lady Hotel and watched all this quietly. He was already calculating in his mind what to do next, preparing all possible accidents in advance.
He wants to make a lot of money from this conflict, break the boundaries of exchanges between the two places in advance, and take this opportunity to develop rapidly.
Boom, boom, boom!
Three knocks on the door rang, a cautious look flashed in Aslan's eyes, and his face quickly changed back to that professional smile.
Faster than he expected!
Aslan calmly opened the door, and the well-dressed Genario performed a magician's etiquette on Aslan. This ancient and complicated etiquette was not practiced even by the oldest nobles.
However, it has always been used in the circle of magicians, especially in important public occasions.
It is obvious that the status of the representative of Generido's march this time is very precious, so he would perform such a grand ceremony.
"Aslan, you really need to refine some incredible magic items." Generido said with a smile on his face.
Aslan quickly responded modestly: "There! It's just some unfashionable gadgets."
Aslan's words are really not modest. Although they are very convenient for daily use, their role in the development of magic and combat is almost zero. In the eyes of some old scholars, they are simply inferior magic props.
"Humble! Teacher wants to see you. It seems that we will be brothers from now on."
Genario was also happy from the bottom of his heart because he had discovered another potential disciple for his teacher.
"From now on, I will have to trouble my senior brother even more to take care of me." Aslan also said a few polite words, and the two of them tested each other and complimented each other along the way.
This time Aslan did not go to the first or second floor of the Magic Tower, but took the elevator directly to the top floor with Generido.
"It may be hard for you to get used to it for the first time, but you will get used to it gradually." As soon as he entered the elevator, Genari started to look left and right, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Aslan smiled and did not explain. After all, elevators were very common equipment in his previous life, and he was tired of seeing them.
The design of the elevator to the sky is very simple, just like the elevators used to transport goods at construction sites in previous lives. The number of floors is determined based on experience. Of course, you can also count every time you reach the first floor.
The activation of the ladder to heaven is entirely driven by the magic power of the magician.
A waist-high marble column rises in the center of the staircase. There is a crystal ball above the pillar. As long as magic power is input into the crystal ball, the staircase will move.
The speed is a little faster than the elevator. When you go up to the tenth floor in one breath, you will have a brief floating feeling. It is indeed a bit uncomfortable for people who sit on it for the first time, but Aslan does not. He has sat on the hundredth floor in one breath.
The building only has about ten floors, so it’s not a big deal.
Aslan followed Genario as if nothing had happened, which surprised Genario.
"Aslan has been on the Stairway to Heaven before?"
Aslan shook his head. He couldn't say that he was tired of using it in his previous life.
"Maybe it's because of his strong adaptability!" Aslan said with a smile.
Genario laughed and walked towards the only door of the passage.
Just as he walked to the door, the door opened automatically like a smart sensor. Aslan deliberately glanced at the door, but there was no doorman or anything like that.
"No need to look for it, there can't be any outsiders here, don't you feel it?" Generido asked with interest, obviously this was to test Aslan.
Aslan rolled his eyes, closed his eyes subconsciously, and entered a meditative state in just a short moment.
When he entered a meditative state, Marquis Medea came out with seven people wearing mage robes and looked at Aslan quietly.
"teacher!"
"Well! What do you think?" Marquis Medea also asked with great interest.
Natal Baqilulu, the eldest disciple of Marquis Medea, looked at Aslan carefully, clearly feeling the magic elements around her beating, and her purple pupils shone with dazzling light.
"This junior fellow apprentice is not bad, very interesting!"
Natal's comments made the other brothers and sisters couldn't help but widen their eyes. They all knew Natal's character. It would not be an exaggeration to say that Natal's eyes were too high. Such a person was very strict with people and objects.
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So it is extraordinary to be rated well by Natal. At least when other brothers and sisters first met Natal, the best evaluation they could give was just okay, especially Generido, who was even more praised by Natal.
Tal directly rated it as garbage.
Aslan is surrounded by magical elements, which are so strong that they are dozens or even a hundred times stronger than the outside world.
Everything you see is filled with colorful elements.
He had already anticipated this situation. The top floor of the magic tower was basically a special environment prepared for the magister's meditation. This was also the reason why the magic tower was so expensive.
A magister can meditate here for a day, which is several times or more than in other places. As for magicians below the magister, they cannot meditate here. It is easy to be overwhelmed by the rioting magic elements, especially those below the magister.
Once a magician meditates, it is like opening the water valve of a wash basin, instantly sucking in the water from the wash basin.
Once Aslan meditates here, the magic elements squeezed here will squeeze towards him in an instant.
So this is the entry test that Marquis Medea gives to every disciple to see if he can escape from the meditation state. Of course, most of them are not able to exit the meditative state on their own, but are saved by Marquis Medea.
The test is just to see how long Aslan can hold on.
"Why don't I make a bet, and I'll pay you 0.7 for every one within one minute, one for every one for less than two minutes, two for every three minutes, and five for every three minutes or more." A soft voice sounded, and the speaker was O.
Erga.
Olga is the second disciple of Marquis Medea. She is a young man with green hair and handsome appearance. Even his eyes are green. Putting on a green magic robe, he is really green from head to toe.
Olga's betting market has just been opened. The other brothers cheered and started placing bets. Only Generido and Natal did not place bets. The reason is very simple.
None of them could see through Aslan.
One of the red-haired female magicians had the coldest reaction. She didn't speak from the beginning to the end. She just looked at Aslan with interest, but she was standing in a position that was vaguely opposite to Natal.