"Collect taxes, just collect taxes, why collect protection fees? You really don't know how to speak." Brass Dragon said angrily.
Lisa was dissatisfied and retorted: "The purpose of collecting taxes is to invest in infrastructure construction, people's livelihood protection and job creation. If they don't do this, it will be protection money. Are you familiar with it or am I familiar with it?"
Nigris suddenly remembered Lisa's identity as a former saint. Sure enough, she was more qualified to judge than him, so he had to change his mind and said: "Okay, okay, protection money, why do they want to charge us for protection money?"
Lisa glanced at it proudly: "It's not like we are the only ones who have been accepted. There is no one nearby that has not been accepted by them, but we are more powerful and they just send more people."
"How many people are there?" Soon Nigris saw it himself, a total of fifty riders, swaggeringly blocking the main road leading to the dock in Meishen City.
"Just a few people to collect protection money?" Nigris was surprised.
Safiya, who happened to come over, answered the message: "It's pretty good. When they came to the oasis, they only sent twenty riders, but Lady Nairi yelled them back."
"They still charge taxes from your oasis?" Nigris was surprised.
Saphia shook her head: "They confiscated it in the end. Firstly, the distance was too far, and secondly, they didn't want to conflict with Lady Neali, so they left it alone. Meishen City is different. Although the distance is also very far, you can take a boat.
Going down the river is much faster."
Nigris scratched his head: "I'm not afraid of this. What I'm most worried about is that they cut off the river. As a result, the business in Meishen City will definitely be reduced. Have you asked about silver coins? He has experience in this area. What does he have?
proposal?"
The Silver Knights' station is not very far from the river. A random team can block the river, which is equivalent to directly cutting off the source of tourists in Meishen City.
"The idea of President Silver Coin is to bring the enemies into the circle of interests and form a community of interests. Let them help us promote and attract customers. We can try to transfer some of the interests and let them become our agents. After all, the Silver Knights have more connections than
We have a lot more income than just paying taxes," Lisa said.
"Hey, this is a good idea. Using the connections of the Silver Knights to expand our passenger flow is much better than simply collecting and paying taxes. It's a win-win situation. Just call them over. Uh, what is that guy doing?"
Before he finished speaking, Nigris suddenly asked in surprise.
I saw a knight from the Silver Knights. I don't know if he was bored with waiting or something. He suddenly ran out of the team and stepped into the paddy field. The rice ears had already formed and were almost mature enough to be harvested.
, was stepped into the mud by the horse's big hooves, causing a wave of muddy water.
The knight laughed loudly, controlled the horse to jump forward again, and shouted loudly: "Look at my horsemanship!"
The horse jumped up and stepped down for the second time. A beam of light shone on the knight. In a flash, half of the knight's body disappeared. The horse only felt a light touch on its back. It turned its head in confusion and found that only the owner was left.
Next pair of feet.
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, the familiar shouts of the Purple Skeleton Titans came from the side: "Don't grab it, leave one for me, the third one from the left is mine."
"One, two, four, five, seven, how can there be three?"
"After one, two, there are three, can you count?"
I saw Ange carrying the scythe, the little zombies charging headlong, and the little angels flapping their wings, leading a group of Titans to charge towards the silver knights.
"Alas..." Nigris sighed: "Okay, no need to choose, let's destroy the enemy." After saying this, he glared, cracked his teeth, roared like a young dragon, and rushed forward with his little claws dancing.
First they were startled by the flash of holy light, and then they were startled by the Titans. Before these knights could react, they were overwhelmed.
It wasn't until a week later that Trick, the divine knight of the Silver Knights, learned of the missing team.
In recent months, Trick had been having a hard time. The only goblin airship defected, and before leaving, he threw a magic crystal bomb on the head of the camp. Fortunately, he was not at the headquarters at that time, and only a few guards died.
However, he also took the opportunity to ask for a lot of things and funds from the Holy See. It was not a big loss, but the biggest loss was that the fallen angels came to the Dark Side City.
This is a huge trouble. The Silver Light Knights were established to deal with the Dark Side City. They have no ability to deal with enemies like fallen angels. Everyone is even afraid of facing fallen angels because they will be contaminated.
It is true that in order to appease those who have been contaminated, the Holy See has established an organization such as the Fallen Knights, and is probably also studying ways to eliminate the power of the Fallen. But the problem is that this will break up the organizational structure of the Silver Knights and become the Fallen Knights.
After becoming a knight, you may not be able to come back.
The Silver Knights have now become a powerful interest group. Although they have no merit, the church has to spend money to support them. Otherwise, the undead creatures in the Dark Side City are likely to come out to cause trouble and slaughter one or two villages.
Category.
Rogge swore that after they came to Darkside City, they never went out on a large scale to massacre humans. Unfortunately, he could not confront the Silver Knights.
In order not to be targeted by Shyamala, the Silver Knights took the initiative to retreat, away from the Dark Side City, and ran to the south of the East River. Several times, the church issued orders for them to encircle Shamara, but Trik's officers were injured every time.
On the grounds of seriousness, it was delayed again and again.
If Shyamala takes root in the Dark Side City in the future, then where should their Silver Knights go? Will they fight to the death to kill Shyamala?
The Holy Court will say: You can destroy the fallen angels, but what about those undead creatures in the Dark Side City? Continue to suppress them, and don’t make excuses.
If we don't suppress them and stay far away, the Holy See will also say: What's the use of you? We won't allocate funds in the future.
Moreover, Trick has already felt that with the independence of Anthony's Eastern Diocese, the atmosphere of the entire Church of Light has changed. The previous methods of fishing are becoming less and less effective. Could it be that the church that has been established for more than two hundred years has
The Silver Knights are about to fall apart?
However, this worry was somewhat alleviated after hearing about the situation in Meishen City.
"You mean, the cost of a treatment in this beautiful city may be as high as tens of thousands of magic crystals? One time?" Trick asked in an incredible tone.
The adjutant who reported the report was equally incredible. He kept nodding and said: "Not only that, if you choose many projects, the cost will be doubled. For example, a seventy-year-old woman wants to be ten, twenty, or thirty years younger."
, the price is different. If it is a fifty-year-old woman, the price is also different."
"And this is just wrinkle removal. In addition, there are whitening, skin rejuvenation, disability treatment, bone reduction, heightening, enlargement, liposuction... The price of each item is different. I heard that Duke Wright
My mother spent a total of 600,000 magic crystals, and she became thirty years younger."
Trick's legs weakened when he heard this: "Six hundred thousand magic crystals?" Don't think that Ange can easily earn tens or millions of magic crystals. Think that magic crystals are worthless. Six hundred thousand magic crystals are already enough for an average principality in a year.
Taxed.
"If we charge 60% of the tax, wouldn't that be 360,000 magic crystals? That's enough to cover the Holy See's three-year allocation, and this is just a single payment?" Trick murmured and calculated.
Don't think that 60% tax is outrageous. These days, which commoner pays less than this ratio? Territories that charge 50% tax are already very rare. Places that charge 40% tax will be isolated and blocked by all the lords.
You've played and destroyed the market price.
Tax rates must be unified across the board, otherwise people will drift to low-tax areas.
A conscientious lord will just collect the tax. Some unscrupulous lords will also impose apportionment, labor, or divide the tax into various categories. Ordinary people do not have professional knowledge and cannot calculate how much tax they have paid.
If you are clear about it, you will find that the taxes and fees are as high as 70% to 80%.
This caused many farmers to go bankrupt and become slaves. The lords and nobles would buy their land at low prices and then hire these bankrupt farmers to farm. Although they lost their freedom, their children lost their right to first night, personal rights, etc., they could at least have enough food and clothing.
warm.
This also led to the situation in many places where people were inferior to slaves. In the western parishes, this situation was far more serious than in Anthony's eastern parishes.
Although Anthony could not prevent land annexation, he established a law many years ago. If the number of believers in the parish continued to decrease, the tithe in the territory would be raised to a 51 tax or even a 21 tax.
This kind of tax is aimed at the lords, which causes the lords in the eastern parishes to leave more leeway in terms of exploitation and oppression, so as not to drive the people to death. When encountering natural disasters, they are also very enthusiastic about disaster relief, otherwise
If too many people starve to death, Anthony will use the excuse of fewer believers to find ways to rectify them.
Now that there is no lord in Meishen City, he represents the Holy See, so is it a lot to charge 60% tax?
Of course, Trick just thought about it. He didn't know the details of Meishen City yet. What if he violently resisted the tax? But 60% could not be collected, so the May 1st tax or the 11th tax were also acceptable.
One-fifth of 600,000 is equivalent to 120,000, which is enough to cover the annual allocation of the Holy See. It is enough to feed their thousands of people. In this way, they can survive even if they lose the support of the Holy See.
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Immersed in the beautiful imagination, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside the tent: "Who is it!"
Soon, the alarm sounded and disappeared quickly.
Trick increased his vigilance. Not long after, the guard came back and reported: "Searching for the Holy Light, we found a black warrior lurking outside the camp. We chased him out with the Holy Spirit."
"Dark Warrior? Is it Rogue from Darkside City?" Trick was surprised. Black Warrior is an artificial undead creature. Not just anyone can create it. The only Black Warrior he knew was Rogue.
"Seems to be."
"Assassinate me?" Trick was surprised. If Rogge could assassinate him, he would have died tens of thousands of times. In order to prepare for assassination, whether traveling or camping, all kinds of detection equipment are sufficient.
The guards around him have also undergone extensive anti-submarine training, and he himself is also a knight of the gods, and his strength is not comparable to that of a pretty boy like Leonard.
Knowing that it was impossible to assassinate him, why did Rogge still lurk outside the camp?
Trick immediately said: "Release the flying units and scout the situation around the camp."
As soon as Trik's order was given, the adjutant returned in embarrassment: "Sir, you have forgotten that our last goblin airship defected. The Yaron Knight has been harassed by a unicorn recently and has already scolded it.
It’s been a week, and Yalong has been a little irritated by being scolded.”
"Scolding? What are you scolding?" Trick asked in surprise. He could understand being attacked by a unicorn, stabbed by a horn, or kicked by a hoof. Being scolded?
"Yes, the scolding is very unpleasant. Why is the Dragonborn being ridden by thousands of people? He is shameless and humiliated. If there is a dragon but no Dragon Cult, it is better to drain the blood and change it into urine. It is better to be a urineborn...
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"Okay, okay, you don't need to repeat it in such detail. Where is Yalong? How did Yaron react?" Trick's head was buzzing. These words were so vicious. He could imagine how Yalong felt when he was scolded.
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Although the Yalong is a Yalong, it also has the arrogance and self-esteem of the dragon clan. The biggest responsibility of the Yalong Knight is not to fight, but to serve the Yalong well and make it feel happy to do things. If he is scolded, he will definitely not feel happy.
"The Yalong scolded it: You are the one who is being ridden. Then the unicorn replied: I am happy with it, are you happy with it? Are you happy with being ridden and humiliating the dragon? There are a lot more to come, so I won't repeat them.
Anyway, Yalong doesn’t like to eat much lately, and he’s not willing to let knights ride him.”
Trick was stunned for a while, then murmured: "Is this still a unicorn? A noble unicorn? With such a poisonous mouth?"
Suddenly, a loud dragon roar passed through the sky. Trick rushed out of the tent and saw a silver shadow flashing past the camp at high speed, leaving behind a dragon roar.
In the camp, a manic roar sounded: "Damn Silver Dragon, don't think you can scold me just because you are a superior dragon, I will bite you to death!"
A huge warehouse was smashed into pieces. A strange creature with a body length of twenty meters but a wingspan of forty meters, a short and thick neck and almost no tail smashed through the roof of the warehouse and flew up.
Because it has a short neck and no tail, this creature is much stronger than the average dragon. It is only twenty meters long, but it is as thick as an adult ancient dragon. Looking at its thick front claws, it looks more like a giant bat.
Not like a dragon.
It flew up with a flutter, clumsily chasing the silver shadow in the distance.
Trick couldn't help but scolded: "Idiot, you are as fat as a pig and you want to catch up with the silver dragon? They deliberately diverted you, idiot! Why are there silver dragons? When did we offend the dragon clan?"
Trick never thought about it, what if the dragon is not stupid? What if the dragon catches up on purpose?
The fat Yalong flew away from the camp and began to ask the silver dragon in front of him in dragon language: "What do you mean by asking me to leave the camp quickly?"
"Ouch!" the silver dragon howled.
"What do you mean? Speak dragon language." Fat Yalong said.
"&￥#,@#￥#%,*&%￥#(%...&￥￥#...&" Yinlong said a lot.
Fat Yalong stopped him and said: "Okay, I understand." At this moment, it was twisting its short and fat neck and looking back at the camp. A flash of light exploded from the camp, like a ball of holy light in the dark night.
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A few minutes ago, a goblin airship floated over the Silver Knights' camp and adjusted its position.
"A little left, a little forward, a little further." According to Ange's prompts, Nigris controlled the goblin with his voice and adjusted its position. There was a black warrior lurking on the ground, and Ange could use the connection with his soul to
Determine the exact location.
"Okay, hover, the wind speed is level three easterly, and get on the magic egg." Nigris shouted loudly.
Gear Prize Master Vaguri reluctantly pushed a giant magic bullet to the side of the ship, muttering:
"That's not how the magic egg is used. The magic egg should be shot out with a double-track cannon and hit the target in a beautiful parabola. This is in line with the mechanical aesthetics, rather than being thrown from the sky like this."
"What are you mumbling about? Throw it away quickly. If you don't throw it away, I will throw down the branches of your world and see if I can kill people." Nigris scolded.
When Wakuri heard this, he felt as if his butt was being burned. He pushed the deviled egg out with all his strength, and it fell freely to the ground.
After pushing the magic egg, he ran back to the cabin without looking at the result, rushed to the corner and opened the cover, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw the bundle of branches lying there intact.
The light and shock wave released by the devil egg overturned the entire camp.
The man was knocked down, and before he could count the losses, the rumble of horse hooves was heard outside the camp. Thousands of sand people cavalry, three thousand undead creatures and chariots, led by dozens of Titans, rushed into the camp.
The Silver Knights panicked and released the Holy Spirit Angels. However, as soon as these angels appeared, they were thrown to the ground by a black shadow, and the holy light on their bodies was robbed away.
"Fallen Angel Shyamala! Shyamala!" Panic shouts rang out in the camp.
That night, under the leadership of Xia Mara and the Purple Skeleton Titan, along with thousands of sand people cavalry, three thousand undead creatures and chariots, they completely annihilated thousands of silver knights and trainee knights.
Originally, in this kind of battle, if you kill a thousand enemies, you will probably lose five to six hundred, but unfortunately, Ange has too many ways to save people. For ordinary injuries, use the facial cleansing technique, and for broken arms and legs, use sacred essence.
Even the dead were brought back to life under the insect ash liquid.
Unless you are very unlucky and have your whole head smashed, you will lose your soul and cannot be saved.
Two days after cleaning the battlefield, Anthony's communication call came: "Lord God of Knowledge, didn't you agree not to kill people? Why did you suddenly kill all the Silver Knights? What should I do now? The Diocese of Sunken Land,
Dyson has initiated a motion to eliminate all of you, and we will wait until the security meeting votes to pass it."
Negris laughed sarcastically: "Hehe, hehe, there is no way, there is something wrong with these knights, they trampled two rice plants in front of Ange."
"Trampled two rice plants? That doesn't mean killing all the people, right? Can we just let them pay compensation?"
"Oh, there are more than two. There is something wrong with these people. They trampled on countless paddy fields along the way and cut down many jujube trees. Some green jujubes were knocked down before they were ripe. They fell to the ground and rotted.
A lot of the grass carpets planted on both sides of the river bank were trampled, and it was said that horse racing on the grass would not hurt the hooves. Ange was very angry, and I didn't dare to persuade him."
Anthony was stunned for a while and then asked in surprise: "Are your hands so weak?"
"Yeah, if they just pick it for themselves, Ange won't care. The jujube trees on the road are planted for everyone to eat, but these guys don't eat the ripe ones and knock down the unripe ones. They are still in the rice fields.
He said he was riding a horse to practice his horsemanship, but he was looking for death." Nigris sighed helplessly.
"Then what should we do now?" Anthony was speechless.
"I don't know what to do. At worst, I'll go back to the Abyss of Rest. The main thing is to see what you do. I'll pass on something to you and you can decide what to do. The Silver Knights have defected to Dyson, did you know?" he said.
, while calling people to carry things over.
A stripped corpse belonged to Trik, but as a knight of the gods, he had some weird tattoos on his back, tattoos that didn't look very bright at all.
Then there is a half-human-high sculpture, and then a finger bone. The finger bone is nothing unusual, but it is a purple-gold finger bone. The question is, Jiangu Locke has complete hands, who does this finger bone belong to?
While activating the reception of the teleportation array, Anthony responded: "Of course I know, otherwise how did those skeletons with undead germs come from? They don't come from the Sunken Land."
There was a flash of bright light, and things were passed. Anthony looked at those things and remained silent for a long time. After a long time, he said: "I said someone has taken refuge in the evil god, but I'm afraid someone really has taken refuge in the evil god. Now it's easier to handle."
, I established the Holy Church in order to clean up the church that was polluted by the evil god. You accepted my secret reward and found out that the Silver Knights are colluding with the evil god, so that I can speak with integrity."
A few days later, the second motion initiated because of the Abyss Nomads achieved a strange voting result at the plane security meeting, with two votes in favor and five votes against, exactly the same as the last time.
Dyson, the initiator of the motion, undoubtedly voted in favor. The dwarf God of War had said carelessly that he would vote in favor before the vote. If so, what vote did the Pope cast?
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After the things were handed over, Nigris felt relieved. Anthony was much more cunning than him and would definitely find the best way to deal with it.
When I went back, I saw that Ange, the little angel, and the little zombie were surrounding a sculpture. The style of the sculpture was the same as the one sent to Anthony, but now, the mouth of the sculpture had a crack.
It was a gap in space, and a furry little paw stretched out, spread out anxiously.
Ange took out a bean and put it in his palm. His little claws immediately retracted and the space gap disappeared. After a while, the space gap opened again and his little claws stretched out again.
Nigris' head was buzzing when he saw the claws that penetrated the rift in space. What kind of claws were they?
Ange's world-penetrating hand almost exhausted him to death when he penetrated space. It took him several months of sleep to recover. Now this little claw can easily penetrate space. Although I don't know what technique he used, it is definitely not difficult.
Low.
Look at it protruding from the sculpture of the evil god. Could it be that it is the evil god himself?
An Ge fed small beans one by one. Others took refuge in the evil god. Was he feeding the evil god?
No, if it's an evil god, it's just a bean, so what's the rush?
Nigris looked at the beans carefully and was startled. He rushed over and snatched the beans from Ange in advance.
The little paw couldn't reach the beans, and it was so anxious that it stretched forward, almost pushing its arms through it. The little paw hooked desperately, like a cat's paw stuffed into the crack of the bed.
Nigris could no longer care about the evil god. He looked at the beans in shock: "Elf beans? Did you grow them? Grafted them?"
PS: It’s even later, so I’ll add another chapter, three in one.