"No, no, we are not going to war with the Kes area. We are just teaching the Garros bandits a lesson. What's more, even if we don't take action, the mercenaries formed by the chamber of commerce in the city will take action. By then, the situation will be completely beyond our control.
Scope." Olga said with a completely fair attitude that put the interests of Billy City first.
But no one present believed what he said, not even the Marquis of Medea. Among all the disciples, Olga, who was usually playful and smiling, was a famous war madman in Billy City. As long as there was a war to fight,
He will definitely be at the front.
Qatar chuckled and said nothing. Attitude determines everything.
As for the magicians who were called to attend the meeting, they also looked helpless and depressed. They just wanted Billy City to show an attitude, and they did not really want to go to war with Kes City.
"Tell me what you think, Masuo." Marquis Medea rubbed her temples, her beautiful eyes were sparkling and beautiful, but no one dared to look at her eyes.
Because Marquis Medea's most powerful magic is hypnotic illusion, if he looks into her eyes for too long, he will unconsciously fall into hallucinations.
Aslan naturally knew this, but he still took a peek from time to time. He couldn't help but want to take a second look at beautiful things.
"It's really beautiful."
Hearing Marquis Medea's question, a look of panic flashed in Masuo's eyes. She usually maintains absolute neutrality and has good magic talent. However, she has no interest in such political and military matters at all, so she never intervenes.
Just ask.
So when faced with the teacher's sudden inquiry, Ma Li was a little panicked and could only bite the bullet and speak.
"Everything depends on the teacher's decision."
When Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head.
Marquis Medea just wanted to hear Masuo's thoughts and suggestions, not her and Xini.
What does it mean to listen to her decision? If she has a decision, she still has to ask.
Marquis Medea's mood became worse and worse, and the suppressed magic fluctuations in his body became more and more obvious, and Generido began to pant.
Aslan's back also began to sweat.
"Genario, what do you mean?"
Genarido was a little excited when he heard Marquis Medea's name being called. In normal meetings like this, he would rarely be asked, because most of the time the problem was solved by other brothers.
Aslan has noticed that something is wrong with Marquis Medea's attitude, and the original plan must be canceled to avoid triggering Marquis Medea's anger.
Genari glanced at Aslan, only to see Aslan shake his head covertly at him, and at the same time press his palms on the table, signaling him to postpone the matter. Unfortunately, Genari might have misunderstood.
Thinking that Aslan asked him to cheer up, he also used the help of his senior sister Natal to suppress Vatini's arrogance.
"Teacher! The existence of the Garros Bandit Group is indispensable, so we might as well replace it." After Generido said this, Aslan noticed a terrifying wave of magic suddenly erupting.
Genarido was directly photographed outside the conference hall by a mage's hand. The terrifying strong wind made Aslan take a breath of cold air. His neck twisted stiffly, just in time to see Genarido lying on the ground vomiting blood.
, it can be seen that the power of this palm is not light.
At the same time, he also understood Generido’s position in the mind of Marquis Medea.
When the other senior brothers said that they had destroyed the Garros Bandits, Marquis Medea didn't even hum. As soon as Generido spoke, he was slapped away.
Sure enough, there are differences between people.
Aslan swallowed subconsciously. He was finally sure that Marquis Medea did not want to make the matter a big deal at all, and hoped to control it within a certain range.
Aslan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he recalled the last death struggle of Marquis Medea in his previous life.
She liberated a magic item left over from ancient times and killed two magisters and three great swordsmen in the imperial capital on the spot. However, she also ran out of magic power and eventually died.
Could it be that the Marquis of Medea has already obtained that thing, so now he is focused on that magic item?
"Aslan, please tell me. I hope you won't disappoint me." Marquis Medea looked at Aslan and said lightly.
Aslan's body tensed. He knew that if the answer he spoke could not satisfy Marquis Medea, then the fate of Generido just now would be his fate. He swallowed and looked at a bird not far away.
The black swallow flew into the magic tower from the window. The black swallow very skillfully got into the nest on the inner ceiling and had an idea.
"Teacher! I think this matter is not difficult to handle." Aslan said.
"Oh! Tell me." Marquis Medea suddenly became interested, and his originally gloomy face softened a lot.
"We just need to send one person to go to the Garos Bandits to negotiate with them. We can give them the money, but the goods must be returned." Aslan said bravely.
"No, then where should we put the face of Billy City?" After hearing Aslan's words, Olga shouted dissatisfied.
"Keep talking!" Marquis Medea glanced at Olga, who immediately shrank her neck and did not dare to speak.
"These are symptoms but not the root cause, so I suggest that the Garos Bandits be given a little protection fee, and the Garos Bandits that have received the protection fees will not be allowed to rob the caravans that have paid the protection fees from now on." Aslan.
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Knuckles, the wizard from the Faith and Fire Merchant Guild, asked curiously.
"What is the price of this protection fee? And who should pay it?"
Aslan quickly said: "Of course the caravan is out, and the standard is one-tenth of the caravan's income."
Knuckles nodded. He could accept this price. If it could be negotiated, the caravans going to the Kex area would not be attacked in the future. They could still accept this price. After all, one or two merchants were robbed out of ten caravans.
Caravans are a very normal thing, and this has long been calculated into the income of the caravan. If we can guarantee that we will not be robbed, we will only make profit and no loss.
The Marquis of Medea was also very satisfied with Aslan's proposal and nodded with a smile. If Aslan had just asked Billy City to pay this money, she would have sent Avilan away.
"Very good! This is a good suggestion. Is there any good candidate who can represent Billy City and go to the Garros Bandits to negotiate with them?"
Hearing that Marquis Medea was like a thousand-year-old ice suddenly transformed into a peaceful spring breeze, everyone knew that Marquis Medea was very satisfied with this suggestion.
Not only the Marquis of Medea, but also the magicians representing various chambers of commerce in Billy City also agreed very much.
It is very trouble-free to handle and will be even easier in the future.
Watini rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Teacher, I think it would be best to send Xiaojiu there. Since he has come up with such a method, he has naturally thought about how to deal with it."