She didn't think so much before, but after experiencing this Black June incident and the incident where she was almost intoxicated, she liked Aslan more and more.

Needless to say, the ability and vision, there are also a lot of colorful intestines, and it is very stable at the critical moment.

The Marquis of Medea has a weird feeling. It is obvious that among all the disciples, Aslan is the youngest, but as stable as an old dog.

Thinking of Aslan, the Marquis of Medea couldn't help but recall the comfort when he was massaged. It was really wonderful.

The kind of comfort that is massaged into the depths of the soul.

"teacher!"

Vattini suddenly shouted.

"Yeah!" The Marquis of Medea slowly came back to his senses.

"Send someone to keep an eye on Valence and have a chance to deal with it directly." After saying this, the Marquis of Medea suddenly showed a playful smile and continued: "Don't rush to kill, or someone will deal with him. It might be better."

Natal and Vattini looked at each other for unknown reasons, and when they were sure that they couldn't see the teacher's plan, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The Marquis of Medea naturally saw the vague look at each other, and felt annoyed in his heart.

If you have that mind to figure out each other's mind, you can't use your brain to guess your own plan and perfect your own plan.

When entering Changfeng Town, Aslan sneezed several times in a row.

"Does anyone think about themselves?" Aslan rubbed his nose and said to himself.

Nowadays, there are more than 1,000 permanent residents in Changfeng Town, all of whom are young and strong laborers. The five hundred long-term urban defense forces stationed here are also much different from those in several other fortresses.

Be more refined and vigilant.

Aslan quickly understood the reason, because he had seen small figures flashing past Changfeng Town from time to time.

"Halfling thief?" Aslan muttered subconsciously.

Gareth was already shocked by Aslan's knowledgeable talents. He just glanced around and knew that halfling thieves had been lurking outside Changfeng Town.

Halflings have a bonus for climbing and sneaking because of their short size, which should be regarded as their racial talent.

In addition, the feet are wide, and walking barefoot can hardly make any noise, so many halflings are thieves by profession. They are scattered all over the Changfeng Plain, and they are the eyes and ears of foreign races on the Changfeng Plain.

"It seems that you want to attack Changfeng Town, you really haven't discussed with Merlin!" Aslan frowned in dissatisfaction.

Gareth chuckled, not knowing how to answer.

"It's okay, someone will bring food over tomorrow, you go and inform the people of your tribe to pull the food!" Aslan watched Gareth did not answer his question, he said slowly.

Gareth nodded and glanced around, Aslan raised his hand to signal that he could go.

Without any hesitation, he jumped, jumped over the Muzhai wall in Changfeng Town, and escaped.

"Aslan, aren't you afraid that he will bring someone to attack Changfeng Town at night?" Cruze asked with some worry.

"Fear! I'm really afraid that he is a lunatic." Aslan said with a smile.

"Then you still..."

"But do you think he is a lunatic?"

Aslan's rhetorical question silenced Kruzer for a while.

"People are selfish, and foreign races are no exception. Gareth is different from other foreign races. He has internal support in Merlot. This time the food will make him realize the benefits of cooperating with Merlot. Move closer, even if you don’t move closer to us, other alien races will force him to move closer to us."

Aslan continued.

Cruzer seemed to understand something, and looked at Aslan in shock.

Is this guy really only sixteen years old?

This method is chilling.

In the early morning of the next day, there was no light in the sky, and two large-scale convoys approached Changfeng Town, and the people around the convoy looked at their surroundings vigilantly.

Only one came from the west and the other came from the east, which happened to be blocked by Changfeng Town.

They put down their weapons outside the town, and only pushed an empty cart into Changfeng Town.

As a result, they met outside the town lord's mansion, and both sides were suddenly shocked.

Gareth instantly understood why Aslan knew so much, it turned out to be Belmode's informant.

After all, there is a large savages in the town of Merlot.

Belmode also had a similar expression. When Lai Anning came to the door, he revealed the old man of his tribe. At that time, he was still shocked why Lord Merlot knew so clearly. Now that he saw Gareth, everything All understand.

Laianning was right. Lord Merlot recently got an elf ambassador, and he loved her so much that Gareth got on the line.

As for why their two teams happened to come to Changfeng Town to pull food together, Aslan naturally arranged it in advance.

Elijah was indeed very clever, but she was a thousand miles away from playing tricks. She was extremely grateful to Aslan, but she didn't know that Aslan had used her identity to subordinate this game early.

Aslan is indeed very familiar with the alien races on the Changfeng Plain, but the accurate figures on the population of the Gareth tribe are obtained by Aslan for food and Belmod.

In Belmod’s eyes, it didn’t matter if these things were exposed, so he sold it to Aslan without any psychological burden, but he didn’t know that it was because of this that Aslan could pinch Gareth to death. , So that he dare not act rashly.

"Gareth, you traitor." Belmode couldn't help it at first, so he cursed directly.

Gareth was more direct and rushed directly to Belmode, and the two wrestled into a ball.

Aslan was hiding on the second floor of the Zhenling Mansion, watching all this quietly.

Kruze and Ulus looked at what happened underneath with shocked faces, because they both knew that from now on, the elven tribe and the barbarian tribe on the Changfeng Plain would no longer be able to trust each other.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, it is difficult to remove them.

When the two sides almost turned into a large-scale gang fight, Aslan was late.

"Don't fight the two, they are both their own." Aslan quickly asked Cruze and Ulus to pull the two apart, even so, Aslan didn't forget to put eye drops on them.

"Bah! Who is his own with this skinny monkey." Belmode said with a slobber, bloodshot in it, disdainfully.

Gareth was more direct, facing Belmode with a middle finger, and said with disdain.

"Fools are their own people with simple-minded guys with well-developed limbs."

All the barbarians were completely angered at this moment, and the war was about to start.

"Do you want more food."

Aslan let out an angry roar, and the two sides immediately died down and did not dare to continue the quarrel.