"Of course there is no problem!"
Aslan replied with a smile.
The gun stick will surely become the standard equipment of future magicians, and Aslan is ready to rely on the technological leadership in this area to establish the Merlot Army's strong position in magic warfare.
Aslan has estimated that in the future, the lowest-level Magic Legion soldiers will also need at least an Intermediate Magician, with a magic crystal backpack, and a magic recovery tactical vest. After a battle, they should be able to shoot 50 Pyroblasts.
This piece of equipment can raise the combat effectiveness of an intermediate magician to a high-level magician, especially on the front hard steel, and completely abuse the high-level magician team.
Unless the high-level magic team is equipped with a large number of offensive magic wands, it is estimated that it will be difficult to suppress the attacks of the spear magician.
Aslan said excitedly when he thought of this.
"From now on, the name of this force will be called the Aviation Magic Force."
Elijah was confused.
"Aviation? Sorcerer? Troops."
"Aviation, I don't understand, is it all flying in the sky? But the magician is a bit too arrogant."
Elijah asked.
Aslan excitedly waved his arms and said, "The wizard does not mean the wizard, let alone the wizard, but the wizard props."
"Magic props?"
"Yeah! It's the magic guide item that increases the magician's own combat power."
Aslan's explanation made Elijah's eyes shine. She finally believed why Aslan had the confidence to lead Merlot to build a dream country of racial integration.
With the support of this aviation magical force, at least the success rate can be increased by more than half.
"Lord Lord! I am willing to be your sword to lay the foundation for the aviation magic force, even if it is sacrificed." Elijah knelt on one knee and performed a spirit etiquette to Aslan.
Aslan couldn't help laughing, he really liked Elijah's character more and more.
"With this opportunity, I am more concerned about the future development of the Magic Academy than experimenting with these new weapons. After all, the number of elves is too small. In the future, they can only serve as elite troops and teaching troops. The war is not only about resources, but also There is a population." Aslan explained carefully to Elijah.
Elijah nodded in disappointment, and at the same time strengthened her inner thoughts.
"The reason why I handed over the Magic Academy to your elves is that you can cultivate a large number of human magicians. These human magicians will be grateful to your teachers for their care and guidance, and will become the most loyal support of the elves. ." Aslan threw a blockbuster again.
Elijah was immediately moved beyond words.
In fact, she also considered that one day, as the human race became stronger and stronger, she would eventually begin to discriminate against the elves and even want to enslave them, just like the human races in other parts of the mainland. After all, the human heart is the most difficult to figure out, just like Human races often have a life and death, let alone alien races.
If it is exactly what Aslan said, or one day, the really extreme human race will act on them, and some human races will stop them.
This will create a balance.
"Your subordinates promise you won't let the lord down!" Elijah changed her charming appearance and said respectfully.
Aslan stretched out her hand to support Elijah's chin, and said with a smile: "Compared with your serious appearance, I like your charming and lovely appearance more."
Elijah's cheeks flushed immediately. If it were not for the newly married Lord Lord, she would have planned to go to bed at night.
"This is what I prepared for you. The runner needs you to inscribe the magic circuit. I have prepared the rest. As for the magic circuit, it is up to you to inscribe it. If you can't make it, come to me." Lan smiled and took out a wooden box from the magic space.
In fact, he came back this time for mass production of revolver sticks.
To produce more than a dozen in one go, it is natural that the No. 1 magician named Merlot cannot be left behind.
Elijah hugged the wooden box tightly, the charming and honest smile appeared on her face again, and from time to time she made fun of Aslan and acted like a baby.
When Aslan brought the rifle stick back to the city’s lord’s mansion, he happened to see Altria holding a pancake in one hand and fried chicken in the other. She was no better than Altria's image.
Nuomili was quite a few meters away from the two of them. Seeing Nuomili's frowning appearance, it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Altria's appearance.
After all, the current Altria is the wife of the lord of the Merlot area. This image is really too shameless as the lord of Aslan.
Aslan quietly appeared beside Nuomiri.
Nuomili said in an angry voice: "Master! Your lady is easily damaged by Mordred!"
"Haha!" Aslan couldn't help laughing, his laughter scared Altria and quickly hid the food in his hands behind his back.
"Aslan, you're back!" Altria said with some shame.
The image of a lady she had always insisted on was completely broken, and it was because Mordred took her to eat so many delicious things that she had forgotten it for a while.
Aslan took out a handkerchief and took the initiative to wipe off the grease on Altria’s face, and said gently, “Well, I just came back, and I’m relieved to see you so happy. You are already beautiful, so it’s not suitable to be stern. Face, you should smile more if you are okay."
Mordred kept booing from the side, making Altria flush with anger.
Aslan kicked Mordred and said angrily: "Hush, you big head, believe it or not, I'll arrange a marriage for you right away."
As soon as these words came out, Mordred turned pale with fright, and hurriedly made a knight's salute.
"Brother-in-law! I was wrong."
The brother-in-law yelled without any sense of disobedience. Others didn't know, and thought that Mordred had been a sister-in-law for many years.
Aslan said angrily: "It's okay to be with your sister, but have you completed your training mission today?"
Modred changed his naughty appearance, and said very seriously and steadily: "Report to Lord Lord! The subordinates came after completing their daily training."
Aslan nodded, trying to pull Altria's hand, but seeing that she was still reluctant to throw away the hand cake and fried chicken in her hand, she shook her head helplessly.
It is definitely not a simple thing to let a foodie throw away the food in his hand.
So Aslan was very tacit and didn't ask, and said with a smile: "It's almost the same. You sweat more during training, and you bleed less when you are on the battlefield. You must not be lazy in training. I will let Ashley supervise you. "
Mordred suddenly collapsed.
Ashley is not a supervision at all, but an extra training.