Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Rebel Remnants

"Your Excellency came here specially, aren't you going to say something before you leave?" Garros said coldly, his right hand unconsciously touched the two-handed sword behind him.

Aslan looked at Gallows with great interest. In his previous life, he didn't know Gallows. He only knew that he was an insatiable guy who was always recruiting soldiers. Unfortunately, he offended the Marquis of Medea.

The reason why she hasn't died until now is because of the Marquis of Medea, because she didn't want to waste time in front of a young man like Gallows because of a critical moment in the research of a certain magic item, and this scene happened today.

As long as the research on that thing is over, the Marquis of Medea will definitely settle accounts later.

"You think too highly of yourself. The teacher has been very busy recently. She has a very important research project, and she can't get away from it for the time being. When her research is finished, it's time to settle the old score." Aslan said mockingly.

Hearing Aslan's outspoken contempt, Garros suddenly pulled out the big sword in his hand.

"Boy, you have guts! Even if your senior brother comes over, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like this."

Garros's hand holding the sword was tense, and he was burning with anger, but the reason in his heart told him that he must never touch the person in front of him.

"Then let me say it again, you heard me clearly."

Aslan opened his mouth slightly, and said word by word: "I said you take yourself too much for a plaything, if you want to die, just keep playing."

Gallows almost exploded, which was Chi Guoguo's insult.

"You pissed me off."

Arthur and Lancelot quickly stood in front of Aslan. If they fought later, they would fight with their lives to give Aslan a chance to escape.

"Hehe, you dare to touch me! You have to think clearly, the teacher is very busy now, so I don't want to escalate the incident, but if you touch me, the incident will be exactly the same. For the face of the nobles, for the reputation of the magister, she I will definitely do it myself, can your broken fortress stop the magician's magic? I am looking forward to it."

Aslan's face remained unchanged, and he still looked squishy. There was a sense of excitement that he was the big boss of the villain.

Garros walked towards Aslan step by step, dragging the big sword in his hand on the ground, pulling out a long gully.

Arthur's face was tense, and the shield in his left hand was tightly guarded in front of Aslan, ready to deal with Gallows' explosive attack at any time.

"Oh, do you want to do something to me? I'm looking forward to it, the distance here should be almost the same."

After Aslan finished speaking, he purposely glanced at the direction he had come from.

Gallows froze for a moment, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and he quickly backed away, hiding behind the crowd.

He once saw a magician attack a swordsman hundreds of meters away with an ice archery technique, and the swordsman was instantly killed without a chance to respond.

Aslan laughed very loudly.

"Eight percent of the income, this is my bottom line, you think about it, tomorrow I will lead an army and a dozen magicians, I hope you will cooperate with me, if you can't satisfy me, then I can only Attacked, as for Cox City, I believe he will not start a war with Billy City for a dead man, and return this fortress to them in most cases."

Gallows' face was livid, and he shouted angrily, "Isn't it ten percent?"

"That's the bottom line, but in order to increase my weight in the teacher's mind, I naturally have to press a little bit." Aslan said naturally.

"Oh! You don't really believe my brothers and sisters, do you?"

Aslan looked at Gallows with a caring look on his face.

"They only have administrative power, but they don't have military power and control beyond Billy City. You still expect them to help you. Besides selling you some information, what can they do? Out of Billy City, that's what I say. Even if you can withstand my attack, it doesn't matter, can you beat the magic army in Billy City?"

Aslan's every word was as uncomfortable as a knife stabbed in his chest. The smooth sailing of these years made him a little swollen, and it was only after Aslan's words that he suddenly realized.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Only then did Garros remember that he was just a buffer zone between the two behemoths of Billy City and Cox City.

No matter which side makes a small move, everything he has accumulated over the years can be wiped out.

The strength of the Gallows Bandit Group is indeed very strong in front of a family or a single force. But in front of a main city, it is insignificant.

"If I promise you, will your senior sister let me go?" Gallows said through gritted teeth.

He really wanted to compromise, but the situation in front of him didn't allow it.

Kesi City disagreed, and neither would the person in the City Lord's Mansion of Billy City. If he annoyed the two parties, his fate would not be much better than what Aslan said.

The corners of Aslan's mouth raised slightly, and he patted Arthur on the shoulder, motioning him to get out of the way.

Looking at Gallows' gloomy face, Aslan said in a deep voice: "Actually, I want to talk to the people behind you about this matter, because you don't have enough identity."

As soon as this remark came out, Gallows' expression changed suddenly, but it did not escape Aslan's eyes.

Garros tried to hide his strangeness with a laugh.

"The person behind me? Even if you are a disciple of the Marquis of Medea, it is impossible to meet the governor of the province. Your status is not enough?"

Faced with Garros' ridicule, Aslan was unmoved, and said slowly: "Garos! You don't have to hide it, I naturally have my information channels, you are not a robber in name."

Gallows suppressed the smile on his face, quietly held the epee on the ground with his right hand, and said lightly: "Of course I am not a robber, I am the person who was arranged by the governor of the province, this is an ordinary person I don’t know, don’t tell me you, as the direct disciple of the Marquis of Medea, don’t know?”

Aslan looked directly into Gallows' eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You are rebels! The remnants of the Gorland plateau rebels!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Gallows, but also the faces of the robbers present suddenly changed, and they subconsciously formed a battle formation.

It was just a simple instinct, and Aslan was basically sure that they were the rebels from the Gorland Plateau.

This fighting instinct can only be formed after undergoing the test of life and death on the battlefield.

The epee in Garros's hand was raised directly, and he was about to cut towards Aslan immediately.

But before he could strike with the epee, Aslan's mage's hand was even faster, not even chanting.

A large transparent hand came to Garros in an instant.

Although he couldn't see it, Garros still instinctively raised the epee horizontally to block.

Boom!

The collision of the epee and the mage's hand erupted with a piercing metallic sound.

The power of the mage's hand depends entirely on the magician's spiritual power and control over the elements.

Regarding the issue of relationship renewal, because the contract has already been signed, Lao Gu needs to save some manuscripts to prepare for possible recommendations. It is said that the first recommendation is very important, and there may be three or four updates every day. I hope everyone understands.