When the embarrassed Luke saw some skeletons suddenly moving aside, lowering their weapons and bowing their heads in salute, he probably foresaw what was going to happen.

When he saw the high-spirited lord Vincent slowly approaching with his subordinates and a group of people, he fell into deeper despair.

"Good evening, Mr. President. You are up here in the middle of the night sleepwalking?"

Vincent stood about twenty meters away from him, looking at Luke and his family members with high spirits, without concealing the joy on his face.

The big businessman who once dominated the territory now looked like a refugee on the run. Not only was he disheveled, but he was also slightly injured. He had no trace of his previous high-spirited demeanor.

Luke was exhausted from running away in a panic. His plump head was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear and hatred that could not be concealed.

What surprised Vincent was that the fat man didn't tremble at all.

"Lord, this is not the behavior a leader should do to treat law-abiding businessmen like this. In the fifteen years since I came to the territory, this is the first time I have encountered such cruelty and injustice. This will damage your prestige."

Luke's quibble was also expected, and Vincent raised the corners of his mouth and sneered.

"Armed tax resistance is a serious violation of the rule of law in the territory and has become an unpardonable crime."

"As for whether you obey the law and abide by the law, I will not accuse you unjustly. There are many witnesses. In addition to living people, there are also dead souls to testify."

"At least stop talking nonsense now, because what you say now will become evidence in court and be released to all the people."

"Now quickly declare that you accept legal sanctions, and I will let you live in a single room without rats."

Facing Vincent's accountability, Luke didn't have much fear, but instead showed an arrogant expression.

"If you want my wealth, just take it. This is not the first time that the demons have extorted and framed me like this. However, have you considered the consequences of doing so? Without the help of merchants, the territory will be completely ruined and irreparable...

…”

"Your predecessors were also demons, and their predecessors were demons, but none of them allowed the people to live a good life. Without us, everyone would be poor and hungry..."

"My fathers were warriors who fought against you and made meritorious deeds on the battlefield. I don't have that kind of talent, so I just run the business and bring prosperity and fairness to the local area. I live a dignified life, and everything I do is worthy of the community.

…”

"Kill me, and your infamy will be known to everyone from the seaside to Hessenburg, the capital of King Herod."

Vincent really doesn't know who gave him the courage to be so self-righteous when death is imminent...

Fatty Fatty did this, undoubtedly to anger himself and at the same time alienate himself from his fate.

As a demon, killing people is definitely something you are familiar with, but being able to convince people is not your strong point.

However, Vincent decided to kill someone today.

There is no harm without comparison.

Instead of showing how kind the demons are, it is better to expose how hypocritical the cultists in human skin are.

To increase the belief in the Craftsman God, you need obedient and happy people. Gaining trust from others is more important than killing people.

"That's enough! It's impossible for the territory to become rich by relying on profiteers like you." Vincent interrupted Luke, "You rely on monopolizing trade routes to sell the territory's materials to Herod at low prices, and then

Selling foreign goods at high prices in the territory, making profits from them, harming the people, causing everyone in the territory to suffer."

With that said, Vincent took out a palm-sized piece of bread in front of some people behind him, raised it and questioned Luke.

"I bought this from your bakery, tell me how much it costs!"

No one expected that the lord would use a piece of bread to make a fuss, and the people who were originally prepared to watch the execution were immediately attracted.

The case selection before class is very important. Although the bread is small, it has great significance.

"I have so much business, how do I know how much this stuff costs?" Luke replied angrily, "Even if bread is expensive, it's because your taxes are too high and you're never satisfied!"

"The taxes in the coastal territory are lower than those in the neighboring territories. If the taxes are high, why do you businessmen still insist on doing business here?" Vincent exposed the lie without hesitation, "Not only are the taxes low, but you can't even collect them.

, because everyone from the lord to the tax collector has been bribed by you, causing the territory's finances to be in deficit all year round!"

"People, bread has risen to 5 copper coins in the past few days, do you think this is fair?" Vincent asked the people loudly, "As of yesterday, I have not increased the tax by a single copper coin, nor have I levied any grain taxes.

, why has the price of bread tripled?”

"It's not fair!" someone yelled at that time, "I only had one penny last month!"

"You can see that the former lord sucked blood, but these guys suck blood every day and pretend to be harmless to humans and animals! Shameful!" Vincent stretched out his hand, pointed at the warehouse of the Chamber of Commerce, and said sadly, "Look inside.

There is so much grain and flour, but they just don’t sell it because they want everyone to bleed to feed them.”

As he spoke, Vincent patted his chest and asked, his expression extremely sad.

"When we came to Silver Dragon Castle, my men and I didn't have a single meal...a meal! Except for Miss Wald, no one in the entire castle ate. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Schnee Kuster, who wanted to watch the fun, asked curiously, "Why don't you eat?"

"I blame myself for not being able to eat!" Vincent shouted loudly, "If the people cannot afford to eat, the lord has no right to eat!"

This logic is not very tenable, but its momentum and appeal made the people speechless at first, but soon attracted cheers and praises.

Regardless of whether the lord can live without food, if he dares to say such down-to-earth words, he will naturally make people empathize and get excited.

Vincent didn't tell lies.

The food is unpalatable for one reason, and the fact that high-level demons can rely on magic power to maintain their lives is another reason.

"If the fate is poor and the territory is poor, the lord will be poor, but if the territory is poor, these speculative profiteers will be full of money!" Vincent pointed at himself with his thumb and pointed at Lucunun who was gritting his teeth, "Everyone, open your eyes wide.

Look, he and I look like thieves stealing people's wealth!"

Luke already knew their answer from the eyes of the people, which were either contemptuous, resentful, or gloating about their misfortune.

"Dear people, you can swear to God, I came here empty-handed, brought a lot of happiness to the people, and didn't steal anything." Vincent spread his arms, with a look of awe and righteousness on his face, "What about you?

?Where did your mansion, servants and wealth come from, and how much did you bring to everyone?"

These words left Luke speechless.

This cunning demon has no time to do evil yet, yet he dares to shamelessly pretend to be a good person and win people's hearts.

However, the huge wealth in the Chamber of Commerce made all his excuses pale and feeble.

"For your ulterior and insidious purposes, you did not hesitate to let innocent people starve. It is really a heinous crime!" Vincent said to the people who were already in high spirits, "Did they treat you well when I was away and let you live a better life?"

Where are the happy days?”

"No, never!"

"Profiteers never change!"

"We suffer poverty and they enjoy happiness!"

Although there were only a few dozen people in the crowd, the indignant voices frightened Luke even more than the demonic killings just now.

Born as a human, but helping the demons?

"By the way, your so-called heroic father is not a warrior on the battlefield at all, but a scumbag." Vincent hooked his hand behind him.

My father’s voice and smile.”

The necromancer shook his bone staff and summoned a wretched-looking undead spirit from a distance.

Seeing the appearance of this dead spirit, Luke's little eyes almost popped out of his sockets.

This group of immoral demons actually summoned my father’s soul!

But isn’t my father’s grave in the church cemetery?

"This is the president's father. He joined the army of the Kingdom of Herod and fought everywhere with the army. It didn't take long for him to make a fortune and start doing business."

Vincent introduced it seriously at first, then suddenly the conversation changed.

"Hero who fought against our clan, tell everyone where your achievements and wealth come from!"

"You can't say that!" Luke suddenly became anxious, "This is blasphemy to the dead!"

However, the undead cannot hear his voice at all, let alone obey it.

"After the war, touch the corpse, steal the deceased's belongings, extort the deceased's family, pretend to be the deceased's reward, pretend to be a demon to rob civilians, and reward civilians with their leaders..."

The confession of the undead directly allowed Luke to break through the defense on the spot, and also opened the eyes of the onlookers.

"What a war hero. Compared with him, the ogre can be regarded as a gentleman." After Vincent finished his sarcasm, he also asked everyone a soul question, "Since ancient times, the son has inherited the inheritance from his father, and his father does not even pay for the dead.
Chapter completed!