"Of course it won't be that simple!" The fat man who was so arrogant just now sat back on the small stool like a balloon that had been pierced: "The little bastard you just saw was the second son of an old family. He had no inheritance rights, but his qualifications were self-purchased and played a less important role in the noble council."
"He wants a green-skinned head?" The Demon Hunter was a little confused.
"Compared with those nobles who have passed down from generation to generation, I am just a noble butler, an insignificant little person." Antoine said: "In order to maintain my current status, I need to pay half of the taxes in Anthony Port every quarter! Half!"
"And to prove that I can protect this city, I have to pay 100 green-skinned heads! Every month!" Antoine whispered: "This is not a difficult task for me. This is the cap tax in the Far South Colonial. Every lord actually has this responsibility, but no one will really fulfill this responsibility, but for me, there is no flaw!"
"You also know that ordinary people are not the opponents of these green skins. In the past, I could still collect some brains from the surrounding villages and camps, even if they paid taxes. But the black forest is not stable now, and many people have escaped, and many villages have even completely lost contact." Antoine pointed to the map on the wall, and several red forks marked some disappearing villages on it.
The fat man looked sad and angry, "The profits of shipping in this city were originally very large! But the shameless pirate Mama turned against me and openly attacked my city! Before completely solving this matter, I can't guarantee so much profit before."
The most important thing is that my small vault was burglary, and now I am a pauper! This sentence echoed in Antoine's heart and did not say it out.
"So if you, the usurper, cannot fulfill every lord's obligation conscientiously, that little bastard will become the lord here instead of you." The demon hunter smiled at Antoine, thinking that this fat man was really unlucky.
"That's right, that's it. I've confessed to you. As long as you agree, we are people on the same front." Antoine is indeed a wonderful person, honest and generous in doing business.
"Sir! We..." The black-haired girl Yin opened her mouth and wanted to go up to ask for a living for Yueying Village, but Yang Yuefan, who was quick-witted and quickly covered her mouth and pulled her back.
As the girl looked at her angry eyes, the old fried dough stick from the relevant department gave the silver to the monk, and then smiled like a fox: "Hello, Lord Antoine, I am Yang Yuefan, Seris, of course you can also call me Ivan, which may be more in line with your pronunciation habits."
When he said this, Yang Yuefan also gave Antoine a complex aristocratic ceremony. The Demon Hunter bet that Antoine himself could not do as standard as Yang Yuefan in terms of etiquette.
Antoine shook his fat face, looked at the Seris who suddenly spoke in confusion, and then looked at the Demon Hunter.
Xu Yichen said decisively: "He is my adjutant. You can talk to him directly about business matters, and he can make the decision!"
Yang Yuefan looked at the fat man in front of him with a smile, and his eyes revealed the light of wisdom.
Antoine instinctively felt that he had met an opponent. Her two fat hands rubbed each other and pointed to the table next to her: "Please do this?"
When the group finally leaned out of the lord, Yang Yuefan and the demon hunter both had bright smiles.
The girl Yin was pulled out of the hall by Wang Yue and the monk with a confused face. While explaining to her why she was not allowed to talk, they told her that the food crisis in Yueying Village had been resolved.
This ignorant indigenous girl feels that the adult world is extremely complicated, and these new Song people all look so scary, with so many green-skinned heads! If it is silver, it will take a long time to get enough!
Antoine stood in front of Green Skin's head, reached out and knocked on the shiny green skull, smiling satisfied. For a lord who is good at managing, problems that can be solved with money are not a problem!
The fat man planned to hang the largest iron head in the middle of the hall as his collection! I'm afraid that the Anthony family has never seen such a big green skin?
Thinking of the Anthony family, the fat man had a hint of worry on his face, and a black shadow gathered on the wall behind him, turning into a human form, and then broke out from the wall.
If the Demon Hunter hadn't left, he would have recognized that the uniform was very similar to the Shadow Assassin Colin's outfit.
"Did you have any clues about what you are looking for?" Antoine had long been used to these guys who came and went without a trace, and was not surprised by their way of showing up.
"There is no trace in the city. The last time Anthony's illegitimate daughter was seen was in a slum." The person standing behind Antoine was hidden in a fog: "Maybe she has died in the chaos before, after all, she is just an ordinary person. I need more time to focus on my mission and find the traitor."
The fat meat on Antoine's face shook: "I have a premonition that Juliet must be alive! I must find her. Only when she dies can I sleep peacefully! Go check, those damn territories in the slums have moved to the territory of the Cyris. The shadow has disappointed me once. Don't continue to make me think you are a second-rate organization!"
"As you wish, sir." The person behind Antoine melted into the shadows reflected from the walls like frost in the sun.
As the figure dissipated, the young attendant sent by the noble council pushed open the door. Before the person came in, the proud little rooster sounded: "Sir, your etiquette study time has come. Before the formal appointment document comes down, you need to accept two hours a day..."
Then, a woman-like scream rang out in the lord's living room, and the guards guarded outside looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Of course, they couldn't laugh afterwards because there were more than a hundred green-skinned heads inside that needed to be transported and processed. That night, the lord's door was spitting out of stinking.
The demon hunters and his group who walked out of the lord were heading to the dock area.
"So, do you know Master Tang Sanzang?" Xu Yichen looked at several players in the Loess Zone.
Including Yang Yuefan, they all showed an awkward and polite smile: "Yes, Master Sanzang is a celebrity in the village."
Chapter completed!