1043 Chapter 1043: Investment

"Yes!"

Aslan just agreed, and started drinking by himself, not intending to continue the conversation at all.

Rebaton understood that Aslan was going to make a condition.

"I don't know if Mr. Amuro has any problems. Feel free to bring them up. I will do my best to facilitate you."

Aslan was waiting for this word.

"I want Dortmund to give enough tax exemptions, and I want my project to be fully green-lighted. I can guarantee that with the expansion of my industry, at least 2,000 jobs will be added to Dortmund."

Aslan said indifferently: "Of course, I also need Dortmund's guarantee. I don't want to be robbed by some people with various reasons just after the industry has improved."

Rebaton nodded. This kind of thing often happens in the central plains, but the Principality has already formulated a constitution for this purpose. As long as he and a few members insist on standing on Amuro's side, no one will dare to do anything.

This is the key to whether several members of Dortmund can be transferred out of this quagmire.

"Okay! No problem at all."

Rebaton is very satisfied. Although he doesn't know the benefits, it can bring 2,000 jobs, which is also very impressive for Dortmund.

More than 2,000 jobs means that more than two families have a stable source of income. Each family has a minimum of five people, and nearly 10,000 people are affected, which is equivalent to one-twentieth of Dortmund.

For Rebaton, this is no small feat.

"I want to vigorously develop tourism and wholesale agricultural products in Dortmund. First, I want to acquire a hotel and make it the No. 1 hotel in Dortmund..."

After hearing Aslan's early investment, Rebaton was overjoyed and echoed again and again.

As long as real money is invested, Aslan is not afraid of running the train with his mouth full.

Early the next morning, Aslan led the motorcade to the Clement family's estate.

Because Rebaton was too happy last night, he accidentally drank too much. When he arrived, Aslan's motorcade had already left the city.

"These businessmen have such a strong sense of time, they are all masters of time management!"

Rebaton couldn't help sighing that the two had a very happy conversation last night, and finally stayed at Rebaton's house. He saw with his own eyes that Amuro had a dewy marriage with a famous widow in Dortmund.

When I got up in the morning, I heard that Mrs. Lucia was still paralyzed in bed and couldn't get up. For this reason, Mrs. Rebaton had a meal early in the morning.

It can be seen how late Amuro played with Mrs. Lucia last night, but he left early in the morning.

"It's nice to be young, have good physical strength, and good spirit!"

After sighing, Rebaton rubbed his temples and went to work in the city hall.

Mrs. Lucia is the boss behind the largest hotel in Dortmund, and she is also the widow of the largest gang in the Dortmund area.

In fact, Aslan was drugged last night, and was finally taken away by Mrs. Lucia in a daze, under the pretense of negotiating the hotel business.

On the carriage to Cremon Manor, Nuomili smelled a different kind of femininity on his body, and asked with a playful face: "Looks like I had a good time last night!"

Aslan rubbed his nose in embarrassment, he really wanted to say that he had already been drugged, but he felt that this reason was too stupid, a great mentor-level powerhouse didn't even know he was drugged.

Even Aslan wondered if he had drunk too much, and when he was teased by Mrs. Lucia, he began to think with his lower body.

"It's here! Master!"

Storf, who had become a coachman, parked the carriage on the side of the road while getting ready to get off the steps.

"Here! Let's go and see our manor!"

After everyone got out of the car, Artoria looked at the ruins of the manor, and the surrounding land still smelled of mold.

"This is magic pollution."

Naomi frowned slightly.

Aslan also became serious.

"It seems that the Clement family has done something incredible!"

"Do you want to rebuild the manor?"

Eins squeezed over and asked.

"This place is a bit evil. I dare not build it. If you don't get rich, you can rebuild it." Aslan put the black soil in Ainsi's palm and said.

Just in contact with the black soil, Ainsi's body shook violently and sprinkled the black soil on the ground, his face was full of pain.

Aslan's pupils shrank slightly, and finally realized something.

"Not a single one left in Nuomi!"

The next moment Nomiri's figure disappeared directly, and then there were desperate wailing sounds from all around. Arturia opened her long skirt, revealing her snow-white legs, and at the same time revealed the saber hidden inside.

The surrounding grooms and servants knelt down on the ground, and just when they were about to speak, they were all dealt with by Arturia's sword energy.

Eins rolled on the ground in pain, and the wound on his palm slowly expanded and eroded.

Nuo Mili, who smelled bloody, came back and asked doubtfully, "What's going on here?"

Aslan explained: "This should be some evil ritual left by the Cremon family. Only those who truly have the blood of Cremon can activate it."

Nomiri and Arturia instantly understood that this was to hide their identities from being exposed. As for the remaining slaves, they who signed the contract could not betray Aslan even if they died.

These slaves prostrated themselves on the ground one after another, their faces full of fear and uneasiness.

"Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I won't kill you." Aslan smiled brightly and said, "Get up, everyone! Let's go inside and have a look."

Slav was the first to respond, drew out his sword without saying a word, and acted as a trailblazer.

Nuomiri healed the wound on Ainsi's palm, lifted it with one hand and threw it to another slave, Kunta.

When Aslan was exploring the ruins of the Clermont Manor, Mrs. Lucia, who arranged for someone to monitor the ruins of the manor, got the news that the watchers were all wiped out.

"what happened?"

After sleeping all morning, Mrs. Lucia put down the milk in her hand and asked with a solemn face.

"The subordinates didn't know either. After realizing that the watchers hadn't come back to report, the subordinates immediately sent strong men to investigate. In the end, they only saw the ruins of the manor that had turned into Shura Hell. Even Mr. Amuro brought Most of the servants are also dead."

Mrs. Lucia asked, "Where are Amuro and Eince now?"

"I don't know. Judging from the situation at the scene, they should have entered the manor."

His subordinate Johnny replied respectfully.

"Then you didn't go in?" Mrs. Lucia asked again.

Johnny said with a bitter face: "I can't get in. It seems that something similar to an enchantment has been arranged. The defense is very strong, and Mr. Carmen can't break through that layer of enchantment."

Carmen is the second strongest person under Mrs. Lucia's command, a master of swordsman level, and one of the few strongmen in the Dortmund area.

"If you can't even break through Carmen, it will be a bit tricky. Strengthen the manpower to monitor the Clement Manor. Once they come out, they will report to me as soon as possible."