"Although Mr. Tuomu has almost no brains on weekdays, today I agree with Mr. Tuomu!" Steward Oceans rarely stood in the same camp as Tuomu.
"I don't need your support. I can convince His Highness myself. Sooner or later, Your Highness will become a qualified and evil lord under my advice!" Tauren Tuomu obviously didn't appreciate it.
"Shut up, Mr. Oceans, have you investigated clearly who plotted against me under your nose? And I haven't settled the accounts with you for your abuse of the Soul Locking Technique. You have no business to interrupt now."
Vlad was very angry that he was accused of being an unqualified lord because he was not evil enough!
Lord Satan, is there anything wrong with being kind and kind?
Uh...it seems like something is really wrong.
It is said that the Demon Lord Satan felt that the people of the Demon Realm were not evil enough, which made him very disappointed.
Therefore, he created another world, and that world was called hell. Maybe the demons and ghosts in hell were bad enough, and the great Lord Satan was very satisfied, and he was happy to abandon his pious people, so that more than 20,000 years later, the devil world was humble.
The devout demons have been waiting hard, but no miracle has come to the world.
"Your Highness, there are some bad rumors out there about you."
Bishop Aurelius said softly.
"Just yesterday when His Highness was in a coma, rumors were spreading. It was said that Your Highness, as a lord, was too weak and wanted to give the collected taxes to the Hades Marine Corps for free. Not only did the Internal Affairs Officer Robin who proposed this idea not
He received the punishment he deserved, but he was reused by you."
Vlad thought to himself, no wonder, the two of them were a little unusual today, so that’s how it was, there were probably messages all over the city outside, and indeed there were unscrupulous people who wanted to murder this prince.
Vlad looked at the tauren Tuomu and the butler Oceans who were hesitant to speak, and cursed in his heart.
Speaking of which, these two people are too easily influenced. They believe whatever the outside world says. Should I, the prince, be so miserable and lead a man who only knows how to use fists and is full of black magic to conquer the world?
His Highness the Prince said that even if he is super powerful, he still can’t lead him. It’s a lot of pressure, isn’t it?
"During the time I was in coma, did the Lord's Mansion clarify the facts to the public?"
After Vlad thought about it for a moment, he understood that there must be hostile forces taking advantage of the tax given to the Hades Legion by the previous commander.
The military expenditure of the Hades Marine Corps does require the province of Methos to pay a certain percentage, although that is only a very small part. Although it paid a little more this year, it is not actually a violation.
Moreover, everything was done by the previous one and had nothing to do with His Highness. Theoretically speaking, the matter was not complicated and could be easily clarified.
"What clarification, what facts?" The tauren Tuomu and the butler Oceans were both confused, and their minds were filled with questions.
"It's just to explain to the public the true situation of the matter. This matter has nothing to do with the Lord's Mansion in the first place. It was the previous chief's own decision."
The tauren Tuomu and the butler Oceans looked incredulous.
"What? Do you still have to explain to those low-level demons? Why should our city lord's mansion have to explain to those low-level demons?"
Obviously, the Lord's Mansion did not clarify the facts and guide public opinion in a timely manner. Now that public opinion has exploded, this is indeed difficult to handle.
"Now that we are separated from the masses, hey, how should we carry out the work of the Lord's Mansion in the future!" Now Vlad finally understood why Uncle Liu Huang always likes to cry. It is estimated that there are really no talents available under him. Can't he just cry when he is heartbroken?
"And what's going on with Robin? I didn't say I wanted to reuse him."
Vlad felt that there was something fishy and a conspiracy here. Did the people spreading the rumors want to use him to get rid of Robin, or was it a cruel trick that Robin directed and acted on his own?
"Uh... that Robin, I was about to report to His Highness. That annoying guy came several times and I chased him away. If it weren't for the fact that he is the provincial internal affairs officer, I would have greeted him with my fists.
He really didn't worry at all and only caused trouble to His Highness." The tauren Tuomu was very proud, looking like he was sharing Vlad's worries without taking any credit.
Vlad was speechless and choked, you are the one who caused trouble for me!
His Highness the Prince steeled himself and sighed leisurely for a while, "Hey! Okay, you all can go out, I need to take a rest."
His Royal Highness said he needed time to calm down.
The three of them said goodbye and walked out.
Walking to the door, Vlad suddenly said, "Toom, call Mr. Robin here, uh... be polite."
"yes!"
Vlad had a headache. Sure enough, it was not easy to be the lord of a place. Suddenly he felt that the biggest mistake in his life was to become the lord of the province of Methos.
Vlad was stunned for a while.
During this period, Anne came in with food, but Anne was nagging, and Vlad was still lying on the bed.
Anne placed the food next to the bed table and began to serve Vlad to eat.
While Vlad blamed himself for his depravity, he was happy with it.
In the end, in order to make this period of bitterness and happiness pass quickly, he began to actively cooperate. After all, he is still the evil prince.
When he took the initiative to roll up his sleeves to prevent them from being stained by the evil delicacies, he was stunned because he found a golden pattern shaped like lightning on his fair right arm.
Vlad rubbed it with his hands, but it turned out that the pattern was not like the painting and had not been erased.
Vlad observed carefully, "Could it be that it grows inside the flesh?"
At this time, the golden pattern gradually grew larger until it turned into a menu with some pictures on it. The first one was something shaped like a potato, uh... it was a potato, and then it was a mobile phone, pencil, computer, etc.
Things, big objects, even sailboats, ships, tanks, airplanes, etc.
Below the products are the amounts, a potato costs 100, a mobile phone costs 5,000, a pencil costs 50, a sailboat costs 100,000, a ship costs 800,000, and the balance at the bottom is two hundred and thirty-five thousand eight hundred and eighty-nine.
This amount is so familiar.
Uh... isn't this the remaining tax amount reported by Robin the last time?
Doesn’t this mean that the larger the tax amount and the larger the balance, the more things can be bought?
"This...doesn't this make people become tyrants? As long as we collect taxes unscrupulously, we can buy a lot of things. With planes and cannons, then I will be invincible."
"Why are you afraid of those hostile elements hiding in the dark? You can blast them into pieces in a matter of minutes. Wouldn't that make the world cleaner?"
"In this way, I can be a happy and carefree little prince who can reach out his hands with clothes and open his mouth with food."
Haha, of course this won't work.
There is a Laffer Curve in economics. If taxes exceed a certain amount, people will have no incentive to create wealth. After all, all the hard-earned money will be given to the state, and no one is willing to do so.