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"war?"

This intimidation made Edward's sneer even stronger.

In fact, there is indeed a tradition of unified collection by the great nobles when it comes to taxation, and it is natural to add some of them. But if the war starts for a few gold coins, we can only use it to fool the civilians who have never seen the world.

"You think I'm scaring you! Tell you that the Blake family is about to attack the cruel and indifferent Earl Ryan, so you should also know what the tax is meant by this time." In desperation, the fat baron spoke quickly and quickly: "Tell you that it's like a rebellion to dare to resist taxes! A small territory like you will turn into ruins in front of Blake's army in the blink of an eye! Even if there are not a hundred mages under the Duke, there are eighty people, do you think you can resist?"

The young lord was silent for a moment.

Of course, Edward was not interested in learning Zhang Sanye's temper and taught this idiot a lesson, but he was not interested in accepting blackmail for nothing. Although it was only 200 gold coins for Edward to pay a silver coin as a person, it was just a drop in money for Edward.

However, if it is about war...even if it is just a friction between nobles, it will be a very troublesome thing, and it is just the beginning.

"Hisser Baron, what's the matter with this money..."

The corners of the pale mouth twisted slightly, and the young lord's voice had some sweet ingredients: "It's easy to discuss. But this man, haha, Mr. Baron, you have seen it too. We have just started building now, and it's really hard to withdraw manpower. Do you think you can think of a little solution..."

If there were one or two people familiar with Baiyang Town here, this smile would make them tremble involuntarily - it was one of the signs of the King of Hunters. Generally speaking, those unlucky guys, as long as they were faced with this smile, would have some unlucky things happen - and most of them had died in the whispering forest for no reason.

"Oh, that's it. Master, you know that the errands of us are not easy to do."

Obviously, no one would tell the Fat Baron the secret, so a smile appeared on his face.

What kind of mage is that? Isn’t that true? I immediately became soft when I heard the name of the Blake family!

However, he did not dare to be too presumptuous - the magician is powerful and difficult to restrain, so he naturally has his own quirks. Since the other party is convinced, no matter how long it is to talk too much, it is to cause trouble for himself.

"But since you have already opened your mouth, I will take on more... Five... No, at least eight gold coins per person. I will hire people again... I know the price is a little higher. But I am bluntly speaking, at this stage, it is really not easy to hire. Please be considerate, comprehensible...haha."

"Okay, one hundred and eighty platinum coins, are they?" The young lord smiled even brighter. He took out two rolls of things wrapped in linen from his arms, and the moment the sackcloth was opened, the brilliance of the platinum made everyone hold their breath.

Therefore, the tax officials and their group left quickly, and the infantry following the carriage ran out of the majesty of the cavalry.

"This fat maggot!"

Seeing the team of people leaving happily, several half-elf mercenaries couldn't help but spit out hatefully. The more than a thousand gold coins were really a considerable amount of money. Even if they took on ten tasks, they might not be able to earn it.

But what can I do? These local snakes are the most difficult to deal with. The best way is to spend money to eliminate disasters, otherwise the matter will not be settled easily.

So, is it over now?

No, not yet.

"Melianne, find me the Baroque night rain, and Miss Lisa, well, bring a few more flexible guys and go with us." The young lord looked at the shadow of the carriage thinking about it and ordered faintly.

Then, when the sun passed through the sky, the twenty or so people returned to the territory using teleportation techniques. But a little careful guy immediately noticed that they seemed a little different?

"The local products are not very good, but fortunately these mails can also be used as linings. You can pick them up and take them to the young people in the village if they are not suitable. They will also be distributed to those teenagers who want to learn swordsmanship.

He summoned all the mercenaries and poured out a large pile of things from a small pocket. The young lord gave an order, and then walked away on his own, leaving dozens of chain mail, long sword and helmet.

"How come this thing looks familiar... Well? The Lord was riding. Isn't that the tax officer pulled the cart just now? I remember..."

After rumbling through the sword mail that seemed to have washed over with water but still had a faint smell of fishy smell, a left-behind mercenary asked their leader in confusion: "Boss, what are you doing?"

However, Merione obviously did not intend to solve his doubts, but just glared at him with a strange look: "Shut up, you are full and full? Don't eat tonight, or are you going to try to challenge the longest vigil record?"

It is naturally a very hard thing to watch, so the idiot dared not speak out immediately. But this conversation was enough to make the other few less stupid people understand something. So after looking at each other, they also closed their mouths tacitly.

But in fact, as long as someone with a little brain is easy to guess what happened...

So soon, all the half-elf mercenaries in Burgundy, and even some half-elf civilians, would salute respectfully when they met the young lord, and there was a look of awe on their faces.

...

However, the young lord did not notice these trivial things.

The fat tax official only had a rough understanding of the matter, but a territorial war between nobles seemed to be inevitable.

Spacious mansion and castle, noble and elegant clothing and food, rich and powerful, spending a lot of money, taking a car when you go out, serving when you go in, applying makeup to make a move...

When it comes to aristocrats, such a group of people always appear in the impression of ordinary people. However, in fact, not far away, this was just something that the most privileged group of people could enjoy.

Although in recent years, the way of honorary fiefs has begun to appear in Tuminis, the number of young nobles who do not have to manage their own territory and enjoy a fixed salary has also increased. It may eventually become a trend. However, in most parts of the mainland, the nobles are still people with a more resounding name than the local rich man.

They do not live in luxury houses in cities, nor do they set up country villas; the vast majority of middle and lower-level nobles live in castles built with wood in their territory. The image is not to pick up wine in graceful postures, but to drink wine and eat meat in big mouthfuls. A large number of them do not do those cumbersome etiquettes because no one appreciates them. They carry not canes but long swords. The usual entertainment activities are not to listen to elegant operas, but to hunt and war.

In this era, it is sometimes difficult for people to distinguish most nobles from bandits. In fact, some nobles often do bandits' behavior - looting caravans, grab people into dungeons, and demand ransoms... They are vulgar. They are barbaric. They are vulgar. They are essentially just a group of bullies who rely on force to live a superior life.

Therefore, I seem to have to prepare as soon as possible to avoid being affected by the fish pond.

In fact, as long as he is willing, the war will not burn his territory for the time being. Although it is only a territory of two thousand people. The number of half-elves is less than one hundred, but there are more than a dozen priests of the dark ladies. In another day or two, the city walls around the territory will be closed. Even ten times the strength of the troops may not be able to conquer here. As for more...

No matter how big Blake is, is he that big than Albert?

But unless it was absolutely necessary, Edward didn't like to take this route - after all, that old guy

Or, as long as you reveal a little bit of news, it is enough for the Duke to think about it. As long as you are a reasonable person, you can naturally use your momentum to resist...

But what if it doesn't work?

It seems that the construction of territory needs to be accelerated.

Large-area destructive weapons such as gunpowder can naturally be used as tools to defend the city. He has begun to build a saltpeter hill, feces, animal internal organs, and wood ash in the territory, which can be used to boil saltpeter. Sulfur can be purchased. Charcoal is used to make ordinary black gunpowder, plus some copper powder, which is probably enough to deal with ordinary soldiers wearing cotton armor in this era. It is also very effective for light cavalry with imperfect protection.

As for heavy infantry and cavalry, if that kind of thing really arrives, it may mean that Edward has completely turned against the people in power. Under the joint attack of mages and the army, this small city is so small that it has no possibility of resisting a thunder strike, so there is naturally no need to defend itself.

That is something that can only be tried by a castle of ten thousand people, no, at least 30,000 people, or only by Edward's own strength can he or she can at least touch the eight rings of the magic net... or control the same power as it can.

But that may take a long time.

The Burgundy lord shook his head and then smiled - because he found that he seemed to be thinking too much. This kind of thing was a bit similar to DIY. After a little bit of investment, there would always be a higher temptation and wait in front.

Let’s solve the current problem first.

Before the young lord returned to the tower, new things came to his door.

"Lord." The old blacksmith Hans seemed to be used to running errands now, and his steps were all replaced by trotting: "There are a few people in the half-elves who can hunt, plus a few local people. I went into the forest yesterday afternoon and prepared to get some wild game to give everyone a big tooth sacrifice, but I haven't come back yet. We invited the priestess of the temple to perform divination, but the result is... they seem to be dead."

"Dead?" Edward frowned: "How did he die?"

"I don't know." The old man shook his head and said, "But, no matter how you say they have to get their bodies back...so, so this..."

"If you want the mercenaries to go like this, would you please bring one or two priests at most."

"But... Lord Lord, this is very strange. There are no big beasts in the forest in this area, let alone monsters. At most, there are a few lonely wolves. Even if there are bears or something, it is impossible to kill so many people in one go... So, everyone is guessing whether it is the demons..."

It was not difficult to find these corpses. After walking in the woods for less than an hourglass, the corpse that fell under a copper beech appeared in sight.

But Edward's brows became tighter and tighter.

Although several corpses were far away, they were not far away. The fatal wounds were on the neck. However, whether they were half-elves or humans, the wounds exposed to the bones were almost the same. They cut the vocal cords and the aorta together with one knife, and did not harm even a trace of excess muscles and skin. Even Edward felt guilty.

And their faces were extremely frightened, and their facial features were so twisted that they almost broke and fell off their bones.

"It should be evening when they return." Edward kicked a few pheasants, hares, foxes, and other preys, and torches thrown aside: "The blood on the ground has penetrated into the land. They were killed and were not moved, so judging from their formation and hunting bows on their backs, the enemy is obviously very good at concealment. They attacked theirs at a very close distance. And the unscattered corpses indicate that the opponent is very fast and they have no time to react."

"Dawel."

Unexpectedly, some people went further than his inference - Baroque Ye Yu squatted down and looked at the wound a few times, showing a serious and serious expression: "The arc-shaped blade is very thin, and the technique is very accurate. But the strength is not very big, only those black skins can do it."

"Are you sure?"

The word seemed to have magic. It calmed the forest all at once. After a pause, Melianne spoke in a low voice.

The name of the dark elves is well-known even for civilians.

The planets in this world are full of hollows and are divided into large levels. It is said that the total area is not necessarily lower than the surface space. There are all kinds of abnormalities in the legend. Evil creatures live here to avoid the sun. They have built cities that are not inferior to the ground. Although they are all evil monsters in the legend, most of them are free from humans. But the Zoer, the dark elves, seems to be an exception.

The history of this race is extremely long and is also called Irisray. It is said that it is a group of elves who betrayed the elves' master god Kerrellon Larisian.

According to legend, the family dispute between the Elf Lord God and his wife Alushi eventually triggered a war among believers. In the end, the man naturally gained the advantage. Not only did he expel the wife of the chaff and win a new wife, but he also gave the unlucky elves who stood on the wrong side a vicious curse, exiled them to the dark area, and turned them into the black-haired Zoer.

It is also because of this that the legendary followers of the God Queen are extremely evil, fierce and bloodthirsty,

"That's right, with toxins, this kind of knife edge can only be produced by those black-skinned gold scimitars. When I was young, I met them again and I had been stabbed several times, so it would definitely not be wrong." The dwarf shook his big head, making the copper ring jingle: "What are these guys here for? It seems that there are more than one."

"No matter what you do, you have to make these bastards pay the price."

Miss Lisa squatted down and gently stroked each half-elves' corpse, her eyes were frightened, and she whispered to herself: "Little Justin is dead, but what should Salillian do? The two of them just made a marriage contract. Trunk's child is still young and his wife was injured again..."

"If it's a passing person, then forget it, there's no good way... But black skins rarely come to the ground," said the dwarf. "They hate the sun. They won't come out unless there is any special need. And they usually have only two ways of moving, either one person or a small group, at least five."

"You mean, there is an exit to the dark area?" Edward raised his eyebrows: "The people in the village have said before that they have been attacked by something at night and lost a lot of people."

"Oh, that's right!"

The dwarf suddenly let out a loud shout and slammed his palm hard: "If it's something like this, then it's no surprise that they have a tradition of trial,"

"When a group of little Zoer grows up to the surface, find some people to practice their skills, and familiarize them with the killing process, and teach them how scary the ground is, how weird the people on the ground are, and so that those guys will be content with their lives underground." said the dwarf.

So everyone's faces changed - including Edward,

"This kind of passage to the ground is quite troublesome." After stopping, Edward shook his head and said, "Can't you block the hole? Earthquake technique can block a piece of area in one go."

"They can also open it at any time, and there are many mages in the Drow," said the dwarf. "These black-skinned guys are like ants, and they are very vengeful. They block a passage and often lead them over, not to mention that no one knows how many entrances to the underground here are there."

So the best way is to move, stay away from them, or to wipe out, as long as you kill everyone in their city, then naturally you don’t have to worry about anything.

Edward narrowed his eyes.

Regarding the dark area, he still remembered the last adventure, but he didn't expect to pass by these things again so soon. (..)

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