He doesn't feel that he has done anything that requires someone to come to express his gratitude.
At this time, the driver's voice happened to penetrate the carriage and came in:
"Hello, Lord Lord..."
It was the voice of a middle-aged man. The voice sounded very rich and powerful, but the voice was very low: "My name is Rum Notdam, the tax collector of Roseburg."
"——In fact, before we fought Gerald, Alvin actually prepared three plans."
Salvatore explained to Annan: "If we defeat him... then we will ask Deputy Ferdinand to take you away just like we did just now. This is to imply to you that the entire Roseburg police department will
All the offices belong to him."
"I can see this."
Annan nodded.
Therefore, he would kill Ferdinand simply and neatly.
That's why he needed to bring the Viscount's body back to Fort Ross...
He did it just to show these people.
Salvatore continued: "But he is not a prophet. How could he know that we would be the winner in the end? So he actually prepared two plans...
"If the three of us die together, or the living people have lost consciousness, then he will send out the army and kill everyone else here. Then he will disguise the identities of some of them as robbers.
Put the blame for the two of us dying here on them."
"——Although no one will believe it, it is fully qualified as an excuse to delay time."
Annan commented: "The old man is indeed a cautious enough person... In other words, the experience of the elders is still safe."
He raised his head and asked Salvatore with interest: "So, where is the third plan?"
According to this statement, the third plan should be the outcome of Gerald's victory. That is, the one related to Mr. Noterdam...
"If Gerald wins, Mr. Notedam will go over and show his kindness to Gerald."
Salvatore replied.
The tax officer who was a part-time coachman continued: "The Viscount asked me to tell Gerald how much property we have in Roseburg. He also ordered me to put all the properties together and asked me to reset a password that only I know.
,'but there is no need to tell His Excellency Gerald'."
Notedam said this, he was silent for a moment and sighed softly.
"...But the Viscount doesn't know that my wife was once an apprentice of the Black Tower in the Zeland. I know what a soul-stealing wizard is, and I also know the existence of extraordinary beings. If Sir Gerald is really a soul-stealing wizard,
Then there is no difference between me telling him and not telling him.
"And the extraordinary is just a legend to ordinary people. In terms of evidence, it is me who gathered all the properties in Fort Ross, and I placed them in a place that only I know... In the end, it was me who
Lost in hand.
"I guess that the Viscount wants me to take on this responsibility. I guess the Viscount will not make up for the loss of such a large amount of property... I'm afraid that gentleman's identity is not clean either.
.Can't even be found, he was in Roseburg."
——But I simply can't afford it.
Notedam sighed deeply.
There was no hatred in his tone, only weakness and confusion.
To ordinary people, this man could already be considered a middle-aged man from the upper class. While driving in the car, he murmured: "I...I don't know what I can do.
"I can't refuse the Lord Viscount's order - please forgive me, but the Lord Viscount is almost like a lord here. If you disobey his wishes, there will be only death. But I don't want to and cannot bear such a big responsibility.
...Such a large amount of property has been lost. Even if the Viscount exempts me from the death penalty and changes from 'theft of huge property' to 'major work error', I will definitely be sent to mine.
"My wife is about to give birth, and the child may be born this month. I can't let the child be born without a father, and I can't let my wife raise my child alone. My job is a tax officer, which means I collect taxes.
The tax errand... You should know that this job is quite offending, and you have to be able to fight. I usually offend a lot of people, but those are the people I offend on behalf of the Viscount!
"If I were not in Roseburg... no, as long as I was no longer the tax collector, my wife and children would be in great trouble.
"I've obviously never done anything wrong. I'm cautious and prudent. I have the strongest working ability and the most obedient one... But why is it me..."
Notedam muttered in a low voice.
Annan listened quietly to this man who was about to have a child in middle age, murmuring outside the carriage, venting his fear and powerlessness: "If not, if it weren't for my lord, you would have won in the end..."
"I see."
Annan replied softly: "I can completely understand you."
His voice was gentle, as clear as a child's and his tone was soft and soothing.
"Mr. Notedam, you are indeed not wrong. You are a good person and an excellent tax officer. As the saying goes, a tax officer who is not hated by others is definitely not a good tax officer, let alone a good tax officer.
He is an upright tax collector."
The carriage is galloping and the wind is howling.
The evening breeze in the early morning was moist and cold.
But Annan's words fell clearly into the ears of Tax Collector Notedam, warming his heart: "You look a little uncomfortable now. But it's not your fault. It was Alvin Barber's order that hurt you."
I love you. Let me guess, when you usually interact with your brothers, do you behave boldly and cheerfully? "
"...Yes, yes, my lord,"
Noterdam quickly responded: "But I don't usually drink! I just chatted with them... But it's true, just like you said - 'bold and cheerful'."
"That's my guess."
Annan put his hands on his chest, clasped his fingers together, and laughed softly: "Because sir, your voice makes people happy.
"Are there usually a lot of children looking for you?"
"Yes Yes……"
Noterdam was gradually calmed down and became less nervous.
Annan's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the carriage, see through people's bodies, and look straight into the core of people's souls.
And his tone was soft and gentle...
A French sociologist once pointed out that effective communication between strangers can only account for about 5% of the total conversation between the two parties. Most of these 5% of effective communication come from words, personality, and appearance.
first impression.
In other words, when two people who have never met communicate for the first time, only words that are gentle enough to warm people's hearts, or harsh enough to scare people, can enter the other person's mind and be remembered.
The remaining words are automatically filtered out by the brain.
That's why Annan has always maintained this soft and meek attitude.
Based on his own high status and excellent appearance, this is enough for his words to leave a mark on the hearts of anyone who comes into contact with him for the first time——
"Noorddam, please stand tall. Because you are indeed not wrong... you have done everything you can do."
Annan's gentle voice is like medicine that heals the soul: "That's wrong, it's Alvin Barber."
It is enough to make a scar on the soul that can never be healed easily healed.
And Annan can also help others to find out who or what is really bothering them.
As long as Annan solves this problem...
The other party will trust him, be loyal to him, and even fall in love with him.
"But fortunately, Alvin Barber is dead."
Annan whispered: "I was the one who killed him - this secret. Please be sure not to reveal it."
"Yes, yes... I already know, thank you very much, thank you... I will never tell anyone, I can swear to Yin Jue——"
The tax officer said gratefully. He thanked Annan from the bottom of his heart.
——The shared secret between the two people is enough to make people become a close alliance.