In the world of Feren, the strength of a country depends on the strength of the country's strong protectors, but the prosperity of a country depends on the nobles who rule the poor.

After coming to the Maple Leaf Kingdom, when he saw a small town with excellent geographical location, resources and environment, which was worse than even the refugee camps, Punk knew that there must be big problems with the aristocratic class and the strong class in this country.

Sure enough, before Punk could ask Bin Rachel to hurry up, something that seemed to be the norm in this town happened in broad daylight.

An ugly but gorgeous-dressed young man walked on the street with an arrogant look. His eyes were very viciously sweeping around the poor people curled up in the corner of the wall. He didn't look like he was looking at a living person, but instead he was picking goods from the garbage.

I saw this fierce man patrolling all the way among a group of trembling poor people. When he saw an old man wrapping a child with ragged linen clothes, the eyes of the man who was originally impatient suddenly lit up:

"Hey! Get up quickly if you are old"!

The man kicked the old man in the corner without any warning, and then said viciously:

"Hey, old man, it's you. Why don't you pay the cap tax quickly? Do you don't want to live anymore?"

This ugly man was obviously a nobleman who came to collect taxes. Seeing his domineering appearance, the poor people around him just shook their bodies without panting. Even if they heard the old man's pain, no one looked at him more.

The old man who was kicked on the rib almost couldn't breathe, but in order to avoid another kick, he had to get up hard and hugged the tightly wrapped little girl in his arms while pleading with a noble man like a man begging for mercy:

"Sir, I am just a sick old man. I only have a piece of bark left on my food. I... don't have the cap tax?"

After saying these words, the old man's hands began to tremble. If nothing unexpected happens, the fierce nobleman's son would definitely fight angrily. He would not give up until he beat someone to death.

Speaking of which, this noble man knows more than anyone else that these poor people can no longer exploit more wealth. Usually, he comes to collect taxes more to make fun of others.

But today, the noble man unexpectedly did not take action. He looked at the old man in rags and even showed a strange smile.

"Hehe, old man, you are very lucky. The Kingdom Recruitment Team came again yesterday. The child in your arms looks a bit beautiful. It just so happens that there are many places in the recruitment team that "comforts the girl". If you hand over her, the cap tax this month will be exempted."

"Ah? This...this is absolutely not possible"!

Hearing the words of the noble man, the thin old man's face changed drastically, and the little girl in his arms was even more frightened. In this "slum", no one knows what the so-called army "consoling girls for what they do. If they are really taken away, they will definitely end up being worse than death.

The old man with no face immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, but the noble man ignored the old man's begging at all. He pushed the old man away rudely and pulled the little girl hiding in the old man's arms over.

"Hehe, I can't tell that this is still a little beauty. I have to play with those reckless men in the army before I give it to them, hahahahaha!"

"No, Nevi, don't take Nevi away"!

"Grandpa, grandpa save me, I don't want to be a consolation girl, save me"!

The old man rushed towards the noble man again despite the blood coughing from the fall to the ground, but how could the old man who had not eaten for a few days be the opponent of the young and strong noble man? Before he could stagger a few steps, he was kicked to the ground again by the noble man.

For a moment, the whole corner was in chaos, the little girl's shrill cry, the old man's pleading, and the noble man's smug laughter were in chaos.

Compared with the chaos in the corner, the surrounding civilians were silent and silent. The dozen or so poor people leaning against the wall outside were silently wrapped in linen, posing as if they didn't know anything.

However, just as the noble man was about to carry the little girl away, a thick palm was silently placed on his shoulder:

"Oh, the world is so dark, so don't attack the only light. Even if the tax is paid in a very necessary way, there is no reason to harm innocent children."

The tone of sighing was a little low and hoarse, but the terrifying power almost made the noble man fall to the ground.

There is no doubt that the person who is taking action now is Bin Rachel who finally can't stand it.

Punk guessed right. Although this fat old man is careless and kind, he can't even match the word "spoken" and "kind" at the same time, when facing a child, Bin Rachel is like a different person, and the entire camp will change instantly. Even when facing the apprentice he accepted, he can abandon him at will. Once he meets a child, he immediately looks like a Virgin possession, which looks like a subversive character.

Seeing that Bin Rachel was about to be very serious and meddled with other people's business, Punk, who was troublesome, had no reason to stop him. However, he also wanted to know from the mouths of these poor people and the nobles what was going on in this country. It was a bit puzzling to such a darkness.

Punk, who was a little interested, simply stood at the entrance of the alley and watched Bin Rachel quietly in front of the refugees.

The noble man who was scared by Bin Rachel's slap in the face became angry the next second. Perhaps it was because the noble man passed on the IQ of the owed fee to the man in order to ensure the "pure bloodline" close relatives, or perhaps it was because the robes made by Bin Rachel looked really not gorgeous. Of course, it was more because the noble man was not a professional, and he didn't know that he was facing this extremely powerful master-level spellcaster who had already gotten angry.

Under the urge of being embarrassed and angry, this guy actually punched Bin Lakka without hesitation:

"Damnormal pariah, you…..."

"call"!

The second half of the noble man didn't have time to say it, because the moment he tightened his muscles, the flames released by Bin Rachel instantly evaporated the ugly noble man.
Chapter completed!