Aslan took it from the Michelo butler, and what he had told him to prepare was finally made in the afternoon.

Aslan walked up to the crying little boy, squatted down, touched his little head, and said, "Don't cry, little friend. Your mom was right, your dad was a hero. Come, this is your father's medal, and you will take it for your father. ”

Aslan placed a bronze round badge on the boy's palm, which depicted a warrior armed with a sword and shield.

The little boy stopped crying, and he looked at the badge in his hand, as if there was something on it that attracted him.

Aslan stood up, looked at the child's mother, and said, "Your husband is a hero, if there is any difficulty in the future, if you speak, I will try my best to help you, and these ten gold coins, you can put them away." ”

Aslan took out ten gold coins and put them in the woman's hands.

The woman took the ten gold coins, covered her face with her left hand, and said in a choked voice, "Thank you, thank you, Lord of the City." ”

Aslan walked up to the other family members and handed out consolation money and badges.

Aslan slowly walked towards the pile of wood that had already lit a blazing fire, and he looked at the few remaining badges in his hand, which belonged to the warriors who had no families.

Aslan threw a few badges in his hand into the fire and shouted, "This is the honor you deserve, good luck heroes!"

Next, everyone offered their blessings one by one, looking at the raging flames, this night will definitely not be peaceful.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Waconna knelt on one knee and quietly looked at Aslan in front of him.

Bill shook his head helplessly, Jessica stopped talking, and Grandpa Michelo simply closed his eyes and rested.

"Do you still think you're a deserter?" Aslan said helplessly, looking at Waconnor.

Waconna nodded.

"Do you know where the money comes from, this pension and the monthly allowance for future dependents?"

In the face of Aslan's question, Waconnor subconsciously thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"It's all the result of this transaction that you personally escorted, if it weren't for this money, with our Flying City now, do you think you can afford such a high pension? If it weren't for your transaction, what do you think those orphans and widows would have been doing in the future?"

Aslan's voice grew higher, and Waconnor's eyes grew brighter and brighter, clearly thinking of the key.

"This matter, I only rest assured of you, Handini can lead troops to fight, Captain Bill wants to stay in the city and sit in the town, Handini is too careless, so in this matter, I can only rely on you, now you are picking, what do you want me to do?

In the face of Aslan's sudden questioning, Waconna bowed his head in shame, but also realized the importance of his mission.

"I'm sorry, Lord Castle, this matter is a poor consideration by your subordinates, please leave it to your subordinates! ”

Aslan nodded, asked Waconna to go down, and at the same time took care of the goods, and asked Thiago to count the items that had been traded overnight tonight.

Early the next morning, a procession of nobles from afar appeared outside the Flying City.

There were more than 30 nobles in the team, leading nearly 500 personal soldiers, all of whom were elites around the nobles.

"This is the Flying Sky City that defeated Frey, it's too tattered!" A fat man who looked like a meat ball covered his nose with a handkerchief and said, "Poor country, stinky to death, what does this smell like?"

Another man in armor, striking blond hair, and a handsome face subconsciously wrinkled his nose.

"It's the smell of blood, there was a big fight here not long ago, two thousand people were killed on both sides, and the smell of blood seeped into the land, and it will last for a few days. ”

As soon as the handsome-faced aristocratic man finished speaking, the faces of the other nobles around him changed.

With more than 2,000 dead, it was a large-scale war.

The battle between Fan Bone Village and Feitian City was so fierce.

"Raul, is this Flying City really that strong?" said the fat man, with a little weakness.

Although I can't look at this place, it's located in the middle of a valley, and there is not even anything of value except for stones.

"Stop!"

In this life-and-death battle, Ben Rahn successfully broke through the junior swordsman, and while Handini was still recovering from his injuries, he was temporarily responsible for leading the daily actions of the swordsman team.

"Do you know who we are?" said a middle-aged man with a goat's beard in the ranks of the nobles, riding out on horseback and whipping Ben Rahn.

"I don't care who you are, this is our Flying City territory, our city is temporarily closed to the outside world, all the nobles and lords, where you come from, go back from there. "Ben Rahn, who was born in the town of Piltandine, has always lived a life with ups and downs, like a ruffian, and now the flying city has given him a new life, a new everything, which makes him very grateful to Aslan.

For Aslan's orders is absolute obedience, no matter who is in front of him, not to mention that he has just experienced the tempering of blood and fire, it is impossible to be afraid of the noble lord in front of him.

As for the elite soldiers behind them, although their armor was bright and their weapons were shining, they didn't feel the slightest breath of war from them, they were just a group of young master soldiers who had not experienced war, and he could kill ten of them alone.

With this contempt, Ben Rahn's arrogant attitude of the thugs made the surrounding nobles angry.

With a wave of his fat hand, the noble lord of the meat ball waved his hand, and his own soldiers immediately surrounded Ben Rahn.

Unfazed, Benlahn took out his arrow, shot it into the sky, and roared.

"Array!"

The soldiers of the swordsman squad who came with Ben Rahn instantly formed a circle, and the shields in their hands were raised, wrapping a group of them tightly, obviously intending to hold on.

When the blonde aristocratic young master saw this scene, his face changed slightly.

Agile, responsive, well-trained, and the movements work together.

is definitely the elite of the army, especially those bright eyes, which are definitely killing.

"This Flying City!"

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Aslan walked down the street and watched everyone who had slowly recovered from the shadow of the robber attack.

"Lord of the City, you are here, but I can find it. Thiago gasped and ran over.

Aslan asked strangely, "Is there anything wrong with you looking for me in such a hurry?"

Thiago bent down and rested for a while before he said: "Lord of the city, I have already counted my goods last night, and I have arranged what you arranged for me, there is a caravan willing to provide us with trade services, tomorrow I will go to their headquarters in other cities to discuss the specific trade situation, and by the way, I will bring half of the goods over, I believe they will be interested, and their people should come to us for formal negotiations with you." ”

Aslan nodded happily, after this war, many of the raw materials for manufacturing have been used up, such as those used to make gunpowder, and they urgently need to replenish these aspects.

"Very good, these things better be done quickly, when you go this time, first purchase the things I need, how much you can buy, how much to buy, and deal with the emergency. Aslan commanded.

"Okay, no problem. ”