"I want a magic tower that belongs entirely to me. It should be at least twenty... stories high."
Addison originally planned to talk about the twenty-five-story magic tower, but was turned back by Duke Medea's sharp gaze.
Duke Medea is very aware of the construction cost of the Magic Tower.
After all, it's not just about building tall buildings, it also requires a lot of magic materials.
The first ten floors only cost a few million gold coins, and each subsequent floor costs half a million gold coins. After reaching the fifteenth floor, each floor costs two million gold coins. After reaching the twentieth floor, one floor costs nearly five million gold coins.
million.
Addison asked for twenty floors, which was simply a fantasy.
"Fifteenth floor! Do you want love?" Duke Medea said angrily.
Addison's eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
The price bargaining is not so aggressive.
"No, I am a great mage..." Addison said unwillingly.
"Can you beat me? Do you want love?" Duke Medea said arrogantly.
"Me!" Addison blushed somewhat.
Aslan looked aside and chuckled.
Addison pondered for a while and said: "The fifteenth floor is just the fifteenth floor, but leave room for expansion for me. I will continue to increase the height in the future."
Duke Medea nodded.
This is the rule of Merlo City. The number of floors to be built is decided from the beginning, and space can be reserved for expansion. As for whether it can be expanded in the future, that is a matter for the magister.
Addison left angrily, but when he walked out of New Merlot Castle, he couldn't help but show a sly smile.
It doesn't matter how many floors you pick up for free in a magic tower that you completely make your own decisions. The worst thing is that it has already been expanded. If you don't have the money, you can just cheat and kidnap it.
Addison is already thinking about how to cut a wave of leeks from the nobles of the Ten Directions Alliance after returning.
Aslan, who had already arranged all this, took his legendary team on an adventurous journey to the Yadong subcontinent.
With one Grand Mage, two Knight Mentors, two Swordsman Mentors, and Aslan as the Captain, the Grand Mage is powerful enough to overwhelm the entire Principality of Prince.
Due to distance restrictions, the first stop can only be to Maratha Fort.
The group of people put on ordinary weapons and equipment, but when they entered the Maratha Fort, they were still targeted by the people of the Maratha Fort.
The so-called ordinary equipment are also weapons and equipment produced in Mero City. They are still top-notch equipment in the Yadong subcontinent.
Duke Medea was wearing a scarlet magician's robe and a tall sword cap on his head. He also used facial masking magic. From a distance, it was impossible to distinguish between genders.
Aslan's is much simpler, with a blue magician's robe and a circle of silver inlaid around the hood.
Veretta and Cu Chulainn only wore a piece of leather armor, and their weapons were carried on their waists or backs.
The two knights did not wear their full body armor, but only wore a breastplate. Arthur had a knight's sword on his waist, and Bowes also carried a double-sided ax on his back.
The cold light shines on the ax blade, and you can tell at a glance that the double-sided ax is extraordinary.
The two refugee soldiers raised their spears horizontally, trying to stop Aslan and the others from collecting tolls. Before they could open their mouths, they were slapped away by Baos, each of them being slapped cleanly.
The other soldiers at the city gate were silent, but no one dared to stand up and speak. Only a soldier with fast feet secretly left, preparing to report the news.
Aslan swaggered into the city with his team members, and the Maratha Fort, which had been razed to the ground, became noisy again. A large number of people flooded into the city, but most of them were sallow and thin, severely malnourished, which was caused by long-term hunger.
Maratha Fort is divided into an outer city and an inner city. The outer city occupies three-quarters of the city. Countless refugees with no clothes and no food have poured in here. There are illegally built shacks and shacks everywhere.
garbage, coupled with water shortages.
As soon as you enter the city, a stench hits your face.
Fortunately, everyone was a top-notch expert and could easily isolate themselves from the stench.
Duke Medea took the lead, and anyone who stood in front of them would be pushed away by the barrier.
Rampant along the way, Aslan shook his head helplessly. He was already eye-catching enough, but now it is difficult not to attract others' attention.
Finally, I was stopped when I was about to enter the inner city.
After all, the people living in the inner city are high-ranking members of the refugee army. If a killer is sent by the local nobles, it would be unreasonable to go on a killing spree in the inner city.
"Sorry! This is an important area in the inner city. You are not allowed to enter without a pass." Two swordsmen in heavy armor stopped Duke Medea with solemn faces and said.
Just as Duke Medea was about to slap the two people blocking the road to death, Aslan pulled him behind him.
"Sorry! Our captain's temper is a bit grumpy. We are adventurers passing through here and we are ready to settle down here and rest for a while." Aslan said politely.
One of the swordsmen was named Casillas. His hand never left the hilt of the sword from beginning to end. He had a gentle smile on his face, and with his somewhat handsome appearance, he was quite approachable.
"It doesn't matter, it's just that the inner city is not open to the public yet. I'm really sorry. How about you stay there for the time being! There are military patrols here every day, and no unsighted people will disturb you." Casillas
Said with a smile.
Duke Medea snorted coldly. Just when he was about to get angry, Aslan picked him up and said as he walked: "No problem, I won't cause any trouble to you."
Casillas looked at the group of people Aslan left and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"The magician in red should be a woman, possibly a magician-level master. The two armor-piercing men should be knights. The two leather armors should be archers and assassins. They carry weapons on their backs.
It can be seen." Casillas said with a solemn expression.
"You go and report it right away, I'll keep an eye on it from here."
"Okay! Then be careful." Another companion entered the inner city without looking back.
Aslan put Duke Medea down. They were at the corner of the inner city, separated only by the inner city river, but now the inner city river has dried up.
This street corner happened to be occupied by a group of gangsters armed with sticks. When they saw Aslan and his group approaching, they all looked fiercely, but no one dared to stand up.
They are mainly composed of strong refugees. They live by collecting protection fees and are self-aware. They can deal with ordinary people, but if they want to fight against professionals, they will undoubtedly hit the wall with eggs.
Bose took off the double-edged ax from his back, dragged it on the ground, and said in a nonchalant manner: "You guys should get out of here, or should I help you throw the body out."
After saying that, he struck down with an axe, splitting an earthen house into two halves.
Seeing this scene, these gangsters instantly turned pale and quickly left with a smile.