The gate of the wooden village in Mesi Village slowly opened, and a group of fully armed militiamen came out. Behind them was an old man holding a cane. His hair was white and his body was a little stooped, but his bright eyes made people laugh.
I dare not underestimate this old man.
Aslan is also very aware of this old man's abilities. He has been in contact with him in his previous life. His name is Johnson, and he is also a famous figure within a hundred miles of Merlo Town. He takes credit for the development of Max Village to its current scale.
Very great.
Johnson also has another identity, that is, he is a great magician. Although he is only an intermediate level, for a remote place like the Mero area, even a high-level swordsman must weigh his abilities.
Of course, only a few people in Max Village know this identity.
The reason Aslan knew this was because during a conflict in his previous life, Aslan's army pressed on the border and forced Johnson to take action.
"I didn't know that the Lord's arrival was too far away to welcome him." Johnson naturally knew who the young man in front of him was.
Only a few days after the new lord arrived in Merlo Town, he solved the problem of Claude and his family, the original overlords of Merlo Town, punished the entire town guard, and made the entire Merlo Town look like a new one.
A prosperous look.
"Village Mayor Johnson, it is better to be famous than to meet him, and to meet him is worse than to be famous."
Aslan also smiled and said hello. His past life experience had made him collapse long ago without changing his expression.
Johnson had no intention of inviting Aslan into the village. Instead, he stood in front of the village gate and asked with a calm expression: "I wonder what the lord has to do with coming to Max Village?"
Aslan didn't pay too much attention. He was very aware of the attitude of the surrounding villages towards the small town of Mero.
They are unwilling to recognize the status of Merlo Town, because once they recognize it, they must pay taxes and obey the transfer of Merlo Town. Then they will lose their current free life.
Aslan just said a few polite words and then left. From the beginning to the end, he never mentioned any official business. He looked like a young man visiting his senior.
Johnson looked at Aslan's retreating figure with great confusion.
"What is this young lord thinking?"
Originally, he thought that Aslan wanted to persuade Max Village to join Merlo Town, or to form an alliance with Max Village, but from beginning to end, Aslan did not say a word about these two topics.
This made Johnson, who regarded himself as a wily man, very upset.
The reason why Aslan did this was very simple. Johnson was suspicious by nature, and he only needed to make Johnson suspicious, so that he could buy valuable time for his next actions.
His real target is the village of Laianning.
Laianning Village is a native village of Merlo Town, or should be said to be a tribe. It is a barbarian clan tribe with a small population, only about a hundred people, but its combat power is among the top three in the entire Merlo region.
The village chief is a high-level swordsman. He wields a huge bone hammer and is invincible. No one dares to compete with him. He is known as the best master in the Mero region.
With Aslan's current strength, he certainly doesn't dare to dream of conquering the other party. He just wants to have a good relationship with Laianning Village.
The biggest problem in Laianning Village is the shortage of food. Although there are only about a hundred people, the barbarians are famous for their large appetites and are not engaged in agriculture. Although they are the best hunters, hunting depends on luck.
Sometimes they might not be able to catch prey even if they go out for a whole day, so most of the time they just have a full meal and a hungry meal.
Aslan and his party had just arrived at the gate of Leanning Village when more than a dozen barbarian warriors surrounded them, which immediately made Arthur's nerves tense.
Because among the barbarian warriors surrounding them, there were two intermediate swordsmen.
The weapons in his hands are mainly bone clubs and stone spears, but in the face of that strong body, even a wooden stick can exert terrifying power.
"Is this how you greet your friends?"
Aslan waved his hand and asked Arthur and the others to insert the drawn swords back into their hands, and said calmly.
The leading barbarian warrior was a little surprised to see such a calm Aslan, then he smiled honestly and waved his hand for the others to retreat.
"Our clan leader has been waiting for you for a long time."
Aslan nodded and entered the village under the leadership of the barbarian warrior.
The reason why they say this is not because of how resourceful their clan leader is, the real reason is because of the powerful force they possess.
Each village must pay a "protection fee" every month, otherwise there is no guarantee that these hungry barbarian warriors will rush into the village to snatch food that day.
They also regarded Aslan as someone who came to pay protection money.
After all, in the old Merlot town, Claude would personally deliver a batch of food every month. Although the food was not much, it also represented an attitude.
Even they, the nominal boss of the Mero region, have to pay protection fees, and other villages have to think twice before refusing.
Entering the village, Aslan couldn't look straight at the barbarian buildings.
That can't be called a building at all, it should be called a tent. Many tents are even leaking. If the barbarians weren't physically strong, in this environment, they would not die from illness.
"The new lord, I don't know how much food you plan to supply every month." Patriarch Le Anning looked at Aslan coming over. Da Ma Jin Dao was sitting on the ground. His huge figure was only shorter than Aslan standing.
A little bit.
Aslan initially estimated that this Leanning was at least two and a half meters tall. There was a large bone stick next to him, which was covered with iron lumps. It was estimated that one blow of the stick could smash a person into a pulp.
"No, no, you misunderstood. I came here to make a deal with you." Aslan said with a smile.
Le Anning's face instantly turned cold, and he stared at Aslan with wide eyes, and there was a high possibility that he would take action if he had any disagreement.
"Haha, do you want to take action? I hope you can think clearly. I am a member of the Sara family in Kyoto. There are magicians behind my family, and there are not just one or two. As for the great knights, there are dozens of them.
If you move me, I can guarantee that within three days, the entire Laianning Village will be reduced to ruins, and not a single soldier here will be alive. The strength of our human army is not just about quantity."
Aslan sat in front of Le Anning without caring and looked directly at him and said.
Ryan's eyes slowly turned red, staring at Aslan, making Arthur behind him tremble.
But the next moment, Lai Anning laughed heartily.
"I'm just joking with the lord. I don't know what the lord wants to trade with us. You also know very well the situation in our Laianning Village. We are completely poor."