Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Artistic Talent

Since Aslan can say these things, it proves that he has been in contact with him and should understand something, so she wants to hear Aslan's opinion.

"Cooperation! The rebel army is a foregone conclusion. It is impossible to crusade with our family alone. I am not at ease with the Governor. I suggest to cooperate with them. Anyway, as long as they are suppressed in the Rocky Mountains, they want to continue It is also impossible to expand the scale." Aslan said against his will.

"Aren't you afraid of raising tigers?" Marquis Medea said, staring at Aslan with his beautiful eyes.

Aslan said very confidently: "No matter how powerful a tiger is, it can be as mighty as a dragon. This is a matter for the governor to consider. Our Belgian region has geographical advantages and passes as barriers. The mere rebels along the way will not be able to shake the Belgian who has a teacher in charge." Lee City."

The Marquis of Medea, whom Aslan was sycophanting, beamed with joy.

"You! Tell me about your plan."

Aslan has one advantage. No matter what he does, he likes to make plans, because many things are often not perfect when discussing and considering, and there are many small problems that are easy to be subconsciously despised or even forgotten. Only by making a planning document can we see various problems that are easily overlooked.

The Marquis of Medea took Aslan's proposal from the beginning to the end, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

After a long time, the black tea in Aslan's cup had been refilled for several cups before the voice of the Marquis of Medea sounded again.

"Very good! The plan is good, and I will leave this matter to you to implement. I hope you will not disappoint me." The Marquis of Medea put away the plan and looked at Aslan with great interest.

"I heard that you brought gifts again."

Aslan nodded, opened the wooden box at his feet, took out the contents and assembled it. It was still a magic lamp, but this time it was not a desk lamp, but a chandelier.

This is a chandelier in European classical style, inspired by the lighting method of candlesticks in ancient times, when people placed several candles on hanging iron chairs. Nowadays, many chandeliers are designed in this style, but the candles are changed into light bulbs, but the light bulbs and lamp holders are still like candles and candlesticks.

The iron art of the entire chandelier is gold-plated, and there are all kinds of beautiful carvings on it. The lampshades are all carved from citrine, which is exquisite, luxurious and connotative.

Aslan installed it on the roof, and after fixing it, he took out a crystal ball and handed it to the Marquis of Medea.

"The light switch is this crystal ball. The brightness can be adjusted directly by the teacher, but the distance cannot exceed two meters from the crystal lamp."

The Marquis of Medea took the crystal ball and just held the ball in her hand. She immediately understood the use and principle of the crystal ball.

Spiritual power entered, and the lights of the crystal chandelier slowly lit up.

The light irradiated by citrine is warm yellow, which gives people a sense of warmth at home and an indescribable sense of relaxation and comfort. The light shining on the ground has detailed textures, which makes the reflection of the light more elegant.

"It's beautiful. How do I feel that your talent for art is higher than that of magic?" Marquis Medea sighed looking at the beautiful lights around her.

Aslan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Students should go back and practice hard, and try to spend as little time as possible on these things in the future."

The Marquis of Medea nodded, checked the meditation method taught to Aslan, made sure that Aslan had remembered correctly, and waved him away.

Seeing the Marquis of Medea eager to return to the laboratory, Aslan was speechless, but he was very happy in his heart. With the order of the Marquis of Medea, he would not be afraid of being discovered in the future when he contacted the Garros bandits.

Absolutely no one would have thought that the reason why Aslan was so eager to cooperate with the plateau rebels was, on the one hand, for the future layout, and on the other hand, the rebels were hiding in various parts of the Kingdom of Cleveland.

Many rebels changed their names and integrated into various provinces and regions just like the Garros Bandit Group.

As long as the Plateau King survives, they will be a group and communicate with each other from time to time. Therefore, Aslan wants to use their network all over the kingdom to do business. He believes that the products produced in Melo Town will soon spread all over the country.

"Well, my strategic vision is really getting better and better now, but it's a pity that the hardware strength can't keep up." When Aslan thought of this, he felt very helpless.

The industry in Merlo Town has just been established, and in fact it only meets the daily needs of Merlo Town. It will take a little time to occupy the Billy area, let alone the Mellox Province. As for the Kingdom of Cleveland, it will only be a short time. Just a strategic goal.

After coming down from the Magic Tower, Genarido had been waiting outside the ladder on the first floor for a long time. When he saw Aslan coming out, Genarido quickly stood up from the bench at the door of the ladder.

"How about it?"

Aslan made an OK gesture to him, and Genarito imitated Aslan's gesture and asked very confusedly.

"What does it mean?"

Aslan slapped his forehead and almost forgot about it.

"It means it's done!" Aslan explained casually, and at the same time, he didn't ask Gennarido why, but changed the subject and said, "How are the preparations for the auction going?"

Genarito imitated and made an OK gesture to Aslan.

Aslan shook his head in embarrassment, and the two left the magic tower side by side, but when they walked out of the gate, they happened to collide with two senior sisters, Vatini and Natal, who rushed over.

Aslan saluted very respectfully.

"Hello, two senior sisters!"

The two women snorted at the same time.

Natal took a deep look at Aslan, and entered the ladder by herself. Vatini seemed not to want to ride the ladder with Natal, so she fell down on purpose, and said with a fake smile: "Little Jiu! Good trick!"

"Senior sister, thank you!" Aslan replied very modestly.

Vatini covered her mouth and smiled lightly, completely looking like a noble lady, but the cold light flashed in her eyes from time to time, making it clear that she was not in a good mood at this time.

Gennarido pulled Aslan away from the magic tower quickly, not wanting to stay here any longer, neither the senior sister nor the third senior sister could fight against them.

Walking on Billy Avenue, Genarido patted his chest with lingering fear, and said with an ugly face: "Aslan, this time we have offended these two very badly."

Aslan shrugged indifferently. He had achieved his goal and gained the trust of the Marquis of Medea. As long as he didn't die, the two senior sisters had to consider whether they could bear the teacher's anger before they wanted to touch themselves.

Suddenly, Aslan thought that there might be another ally, as long as he was pulled into their camp, then they would be able to achieve a three-legged confrontation, and even use this to fight against Natal and Vatini.