Chapter 6 6: Laianning Village

Squeaking sound.

The gate of the wooden village in Max Village slowly opened, and a team of fully armed militia came out. Behind them was an old man with a cane, his hair was white, and his body was a little stooped, but his piercing eyes made people Don't dare to underestimate this old man.

Aslan is also very aware of the ability of this old man. He has been in contact with him in his previous life. His name is Johnson, and he is also a well-known figure in the town of Merlot. He is responsible for the development of Max Village to its present size Very great.

Johnson has another identity, that is, a great magician. Although he is only an intermediate level, for a remote place like the Melo area, even an advanced swordsman has to weigh it.

Of course, only a few people in Max Village know this identity.

The reason why Aslan knew it was because during a conflict in his previous life, he led an army to press down on the border, forcing Johnson to take action.

"I don't know that the lord is coming, so I'm not far away to welcome you." Johnson naturally knew who the young man in front of him was.

The new lord arrived in the town of Melo within a few days, and he dealt with the original toubob Claude's family in the town of Melo, punished the entire town guard, and made the whole town of Melo feel completely new. A thriving look.

"Major Johnson, being famous is not as good as meeting, meeting is worse than being famous."

Aslan also greeted him with a smile. His previous life experience had made him collapsed a long time ago and his face remained unchanged.

Johnson didn't intend to invite Aslan into the village, but stood in front of the village gate and asked with a flat face, "I don't know what the lord is going to come to Max Village?"

Aslan didn't pay too much attention to it, he was well aware of the attitude of the surrounding villages towards the town of Melo.

They are unwilling to recognize the status of Merlot Town, because once recognized, they must pay taxes and obey the transfer of Merlot Town. Then they will lose the days of freedom now.

Aslan also left after a few polite words, without mentioning any official business from the beginning to the end, completely looking like a young man visiting a senior.

Johnson looked at the back of Aslan going away, very puzzled.

"What the hell is this young lord thinking?"

Originally, he thought that Aslan wanted to persuade Max Village to join the town of Melo, or form an alliance with Max Village, but from the beginning to the end, Aslan did not raise a word on these two topics.

This annoyed the self-proclaimed wily Johnson.

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 precious time for his next actions.

His real goal is Laianning Village.

Laianning Village is a native village in the small town of Melo, or it should be called a tribe. It is a tribe of barbarians. It has a small population, only about a hundred people, but its combat power is among the top three in the entire Melo area. . 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 hailed as the number one master in the Melo area.

With Aslan's current strength, he naturally dare not dream of being able to subdue the other party. He just wants to form a good relationship with Laianning Village.

The biggest problem in Laianning Village is food shortage. Although there are only a hundred people, the barbarians are notorious for eating a lot and not engaging in agriculture. Although they are all the best hunters, hunting depends on luck. Sometimes they go out for a whole day, and they may not be able to catch prey. Most of the time they are full and hungry.

Aslan and his party had just arrived at the entrance of Laianning Village, when they were surrounded by a dozen barbarian warriors, which made Arthur's nerves tense all of a sudden.

Because among the barbarian fighters who surrounded them, there were two middle-level swordsmen.

The weapons in his hands are mainly bone sticks and stone spears, but in front of that strong physique, even a wooden stick can exert terrifying power.

"Is this how you greet your friends?"

Aslan waved his hand, telling Arthur and the others to insert the drawn sword back, and said calmly.

The leader of the barbarian warriors was a little surprised to see Aslan so calm, then he smiled honestly and waved his hands to let the others retreat.

"Our patriarch has been waiting for a long time."

Aslan nodded and entered the village led by the barbarian warrior.

The reason why they say this is not because of how resourceful their patriarch is, but the real reason is because of the powerful force they possess.

Each village had to pay a 'protection fee' every month, otherwise it was hard to guarantee that these extremely hungry barbarian warriors would rush into the village to snatch food that day.

They also regarded Aslan as the person who came to pay the protection fee.

After all, in the former town of Melo, Claude would personally deliver a batch of food every month. Although the food was not much, it also represented an attitude.

Even the titular boss of the Melo area has to pay protection fees, and other villages have to weigh it before they want to refuse.

Entering the village, Aslan couldn't look directly at the barbarian's buildings.

That can't be called a building at all, it should be called a tent, and even many tents are leaking. If it weren't for the strong physique of the barbarians, it would be a problem that they wouldn't die of illness in this environment.

"The new lord, I don't know how much food you plan to provide every month." The patriarch, Leaning, watched Aslan come over, sitting on the ground with a big horse with a golden knife, and his huge figure was only shorter than Aslan's standing. A little bit.

Aslan preliminarily estimated that this Laianning was at least 2.5 meters tall, and beside him was a big bone stick covered with iron bumps, and it was estimated that one stick could smash a person into a pulp.

"No, no, you misunderstood. I came here to make a deal with Your Excellency." Aslan said with a smile.

Laianning's face turned cold in an instant, and he stared at Aslan with wide eyes, there was a great possibility of making a move if there was a disagreement.

"Hehe, do you want to do something? I hope you can think about it clearly. I am from the Sara family in Kyoto. Behind my family there are magisters, and there are not 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 Laianing Village will be reduced to ruins, none of the soldiers here will survive, and the strength of our human army is not just in numbers."

Aslan sat in front of Leaning without paying attention, and said instead of looking directly at him.

Leaning's eyes slowly turned red, staring at Aslan, causing Arthur behind him to stare furiously.

But the next moment, Lai Anning smiled heartily.

"I'm just joking with the lord. I don't know what the lord wants to trade with us. You should be very clear about the situation in our Laianning village. We are poor and white."