"What about Kaimen's treasure?" Aslan waved his hand and said.
Essien added: "That Scarface said he wanted to talk to you personally."
Aslan knocked on the table, thought for a long time, and then said: "Okay! I'll go see him now."
In fact, Aslan knew the location of the Armored Treasure, but he didn't want to shock the world too much because he couldn't explain why he knew the location of the Armored Treasure, so he delayed asking until now because he couldn't run away anyway.
In the underground cell of the City Lord's Mansion.
Cold and damp is the unified style of this type of building.
As soon as Aslan entered the cell, he subconsciously rubbed his nose.
The rancid smell was very strong and disgusting.
Because Scarface is a high-level swordsman, he is locked up in a cell in the city lord's mansion independently. He is usually guarded by the knight guards, so he is considered safe.
"What's your name?" Aslan was now directly in front of Scarface and said condescendingly.
Scarface glanced at Aslan, his eyes flashed, and he took difficult steps and knelt down on one knee to salute Aslan.
"Alfonso! I don't have a last name." Alfonso said with difficulty.
He only ate one meal a day, and the bones in his shoulders were clamped with iron clamps, making his whole body weak.
Alfonso didn't know about this kind of torture device. He only heard from them that it was called a lute lock, and it was specially used to lock the prisoner's lute bones. Even if the great swordsman came and locked the lute bones, his combat effectiveness would be reduced by 70 to 80%.
"Tell me one reason why I accept your allegiance." Aslan's voice was already unhurried, but it carried an indescribable majesty.
"I am willing to give up my soul, just to find a stable identity for my family." After Alfonso thought for a moment, he originally knelt on one knee instead of kneeling on both knees, his proud head tightened
Stick it on the ground.
If it weren't for the iron bars of the cell, he would have put his head directly on Aslan's leather shoes.
Aslan's expression changed when he heard that he was willing to sacrifice his soul.
The so-called sacrificing the soul means signing a master-servant contract with the host and becoming the slave of the host. He cannot betray him for the rest of his life. Moreover, when the host dies, the slave will also die with the host because of the slave contract. It is called dying for the master.
.
This is why the Sino Continent has such a huge slave base, but there has never been a slave rebellion.
It's not that they don't want to, it's that they are powerless.
"For your family." Aslan laughed, walking back and forth.
"Where is Kaimen's treasure?"
Alfonso didn't even raise his head, and continued to prostrate himself as he said, "The lord agrees to my request, and I will naturally lead the lord to dig for the treasure of Kaimen."
"Haha!" Aslan smiled and clapped his hands.
"You have courage! Someone brings him to the hall."
"yes!"
Alfonso was dragged out. They were all members of the Knight Guard, and they were the absolute direct descendants of Aslan. Even if Alfonso was a high-level swordsman, he would also serve under Aslan in the future. They also had the confidence to displease Alfon.
So.
Because Alfonso made them come to this hellish place to squat for so many days, and there was no problem unless they had any resentment.
After leaving Alfonso in the lobby of the city lord's palace, Aslan slowly sat down in front of him and asked.
"Have you thought about it carefully? Do you want me to give you a few more days to think about it?"
Alfonso nodded firmly and glanced at the surrounding knights who were looking at him eagerly. Alfonso wanted to complain about Aslan's bad taste.
If he dared to go back on his word, the knights around him would chop him into pieces without Aslan opening his mouth.
"I swear allegiance to the Lord!" Alfonso lay on the ground very bachelor.
Aslan began to recite a spell silently.
"Use the gods as witnesses, the earth as the contract, and the element of time as the shackles..."
A huge magic circle slowly appeared at Alfonso's feet. Although Alfonso had been prepared in his heart, his mouth still felt unspeakably bitter and extremely sad.
"Alfonso, are you willing to become my Aslan Sala's slave?"
This is the prerequisite for the combination of the magic contract. As long as Alfonso refuses, the magic circle will automatically dissipate. If Alfonso actively accepts it, the slave contract will be integrated into Alfonso's body, curbing his future words and deeds.
"I, Alfonso, am willing to be Aslan Sala's most loyal slave." Alfonso said very bachelorly.
The magic circle quickly rotated and merged into Alfonso's body with colorful light.
A dazzling light also erupted in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion, splashing out, allowing many people to see the situation in the City Lord's Mansion.
The people looked at this scene with great surprise, because they all already knew that their great lord was a mysterious and powerful magician.
The light dissipated and the original light returned to the hall. Aslan changed the indifference on his face and smiled and waved his hand.
"Take Alfonso to have a rest, and then set off to the village tomorrow."
Alfonso bowed his head and saluted. Since he had become the slave of the other party, he naturally had to show the proper gesture.
Looking at Alfonso's retreating back, Aslan couldn't help laughing.
Arthur didn't understand why and asked: "Master! What makes you so happy?"
Aslan walked to the large map of the Mero region, pointed at the map and said, "Do you see this? As long as we open the road here, the Mero region will become the second Billy region in the future."
Arthur rolled his eyes after hearing this. He remembered Aslan's plan for the passage to Billy City all the way back.
This project is so huge that it can even be described as terrifying.
Wilson and Essien were not aware of this matter, and after hearing Aslan's words, they couldn't help but be extremely excited.
The two of them have struggled all their lives, not just to free the people of Mero Town from their poverty and hard life.
"If you want to get rich, build roads first! You must remember this. How is the cement production going?" Aslan suddenly remembered a very crucial thing and asked quickly.
The importance of cement to Aslan's future development is unquestionable.
Whether it is houses, city walls, roads, or other facilities, cement is indispensable.
"The cement plant has been built and can produce five hundred kilograms of cement every day. Now there are more than ten tons of cement piled up in the warehouse." Wilson said with a headache when he mentioned cement.
Although the production of cement relies entirely on those slaves and does not require wages, the materials for cement are purchased with real money, not to mention the slaves' daily food, which is a one-time expense.
"Only a dozen tons!" Aslan said with great regret.
With Wilson's rigorous character, he did not clearly state the actual quantity of cement. This shows that he has been really busy recently, and he is also somewhat dissatisfied with the fact that the cement factory can only enter and exit.
"Lord, why do you need so much cement?" Will asked angrily.
"Build a house! What about the brick factory?" Aslan ignored the dissatisfaction in Wilson's words and continued to ask.