The next day at noon.

Fifty kilometers away from Feitian City, in a city called Potala City, there is a branch of the Hundred Refining Chamber of Commerce.

Shiram was respectfully reporting something to the first well-dressed man.

"Branch President, these are the good perfume potions I brought back. Shiram placed a brocade box in front of him, which he had specially found after coming out of the Aslan City Lord's Mansion.

The branch leader opened the bottle, sniffed it, nodded and said, "This is indeed a perfume, and the fragrance seems to be a little stronger than that of the Wizards' Guild, I immediately asked someone to use a falcon to pass the news to the boss of the headquarters in Gramisburg." You should be able to get a reply in the evening. ”

"Yes, then we ...... with the Flying City"

"I'll have people test these things, you rushed back from there overnight, you go back and rest first, after all, after the news comes out, you still need to rush over and talk to them. ”

"Yes!" Shiram nodded and left the room.

The branch leader looked at the small bottle in his hand, and he whispered: "If we can master the manufacturing method of perfume, let alone become the first chamber of commerce in the empire, even if it is on the mainland, we can have a certain position." ”

"Shadows. ”

"In. Then a man walked in, and he bowed his head respectfully to the branch president.

"You take these things down and have them examine them and see if they can figure out how they were made, quickly. ”

"Yes!"

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In the City Lord's Mansion, Aslan quietly looked at Raphael in front of him, the winged angel.

"Can you take the cloak off?" Aslan asked subconsciously.

He had asked this more than once in the past few days, but each time Raphael did not hesitate to refuse Aslan's request.

Until today, Raphael's loyalty is finally at full value, Aslan asked again.

Raphael thought for a moment, then nodded, and slowly pulled the cloak down.

For just a moment, Aslan was stunned.

"So white!"

As far as the eye can see, it is snow-white.

White hair, white eyebrows, white pupils, like snow skin.

It was the only word Aslan could sigh at, and he didn't see anything other than white.

"It's simply an existence made for the light. Aslan sighed subconsciously.

Because he clearly felt how terrifying Raphael's affinity for the elements of light was.

Fortunately, he is not a magician who cultivates light magic, otherwise he would definitely vomit blood in anger.

Even if Raphael didn't do anything, the light elements slowly surged towards his body, and the so-called magic cultivation, even when he was meditating, absorbed and stored the surrounding magic elements in his own sea of magic power.

If Raphael cultivated seriously, Aslan estimated that he would not be able to absorb even the slightest light element.

These days, because of the 'commodity' thing, he doesn't have time for Chalafael's attributes.

When he opened Raphael's stats panel, he was a little stunned, Raphael's stats were a little low, lower than Aslan expected.

Intermediate Light Mage.

He is proficient in all light magic, but the realm is too low to use it.

Although the realm is a little lower, but after Aslan found out Raphael's final value, there is still a growth value, and the growth value reaches the S level, and he subconsciously goes to see Bill and Handini, Bill is a little better, D-level, Handini and Waconna are all E-level.

It seems that there will be one more hero cultivation plan in the future, to see if we can cultivate a law god, as soon as I thought of this, Aslan couldn't help but get excited.

After solving Raphael's problem, Aslan became very laid-back, and he made a rare trip to the weapons department.

The management here has entered a normal and orderly track, because the number of dwarves is not enough, he has specially arranged for some humans to come over, not only to solve the problem of lack of manpower, but also to learn a little skill.

Simalan didn't mind any of that, nothing else was as important as building a weapon, it was already a part of their lives.

In the salute of the craftsmen, he came to the side of Simalain, who was making an important part of the musket, splicing and combining various parts.

Aslan didn't make a sound, just stood aside and watched quietly.

Simalain's movements are now very light and careful, using different tools to process constantly.

Time passed little by little.

After completing the last step, Sima Lan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his face, and he suddenly felt the person behind his face and looked back.

"Lord Castle, when did you come, I'm sorry, I was too focused just now. Simalan touched his head and smiled.

"It's fine. I just came over to see what you guys are doing here. Aslan said, looking around.

Sima Malan picked up a piece of cloth next to him and wiped the dirty places on his body as he said, "City Lord, don't worry, there is no problem here in our weapons department. ”

"How have you built muskets these days? Aslan looked at the strange parts of some muskets on the wall, and he had no idea what was going on in the end.

"Due to the problem of materials, our production speed is relatively slow, but the musket team already has one gun per person, and we still have a stock of fifty muskets, all of which are well preserved in the arsenal in the city lord's mansion. Simalan gave a brief report on the situation.

"We're almost there, so you don't have to worry about it. By the way, do your people still live on the other side of the mine?" Aslan asked.

Simalan rubbed his head embarrassedly and said, "We dwarves are really not used to your human houses, so after the war, they all moved back, and the mining on the other side of the mine continues, but there are few people, and it is going very slowly. Simalan said.

"We don't have enough labor force in Flying Sky City now, but I have already thought of a way to increase our labor force a lot this month, and when the time comes, I will arrange for the surplus labor force to go to the mine. But I'm afraid to disturb your dwarves, so let your people dig a few caves in the distance, and I'm going to build a mining farm there. Aslan spoke his mind.

"No problem, these are minor problems for us dwarves, I'll arrange it when I get back. Simalan nodded and said.

"Simalan, actually, I came today to explain something to you. Aslan's expression was a little serious at this time.

Sima Lan asked curiously, "What is it?"

Aslan pondered for a moment and said, "Now the dwarves' food and other daily necessities are provided free of charge by our City Lord's Mansion. Now that the dwarves are also citizens of Flying City, this will give other citizens a sense of difference, so I have decided to stop providing you free of charge in a month. ”

Aslan looked at Simalan with a somewhat puzzled look, and he continued: "However, you are now working for Flying City, so I want to draw up a formal contract, for example, a dwarf who works in the weapons department can get eight silver coins a month, a month working in the mine can get five silver coins, and you are the head of the weapons department and you have ten silver coins a month. This can be used to buy food from the Castle Lord's Mansion, and the rest of the remaining money can be used for your own expenses, and you can buy whatever you want. ”

Sima Malan silently calculated in his mind, he knew the price of food in the City Lord's Mansion, a dwarf would spend less than two silver coins a month for food and clothing, and even if he had a wife and children like himself, he would not spend more than seven silver coins a month.

"Lord of the city, don't you spend more money like this? We dwarves don't need anything else, as long as we can mine and strike iron, and make weapons, it's enough. ”

Aslan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, look at what a good employee, work hard, don't want extra money, if it is placed on the earth, those employees are not clamoring for a salary increase.

"Simalan, I'm doing this for your own good, since you have all agreed, I will arrange for someone to send a month's food to each of you dwarves in advance, and then I will send the labor contract to you dwarves one by one. Aslan patted Simalan on the shoulder and said.

"That'...... So be it. ”

Aslan said a few more words and left.