Warhammer Throne

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"Sorry, there is no accommodation service here. If you need Mr. Lucien, you can spend thirty silver coins to the Pink Fairy Club in Jean Town. I think Mrs. Sarah would definitely be willing to arrange someone to relieve your loneliness." Veronica sarcastically said that the young Lucien was flushed with sarcasm. Several kingdom knights laughed together and didn't care about it. Veronica's meaning was very obvious. It is not welcome to visit the Wizard Tower. The man stayed overnight.

Of course, this certainly does not include someone. When everyone came to the entrance of the stairs connecting the sixth floor to the seventh floor, a huge iron door blocked everyone's way, and the heel of Veronica's high-heeled shoes was light on the ground. With a light stomping, the witch turned around: "Thank you for your visit, ladies and gentlemen, today's visit is over here. The seventh and eighth floors are my private areas. Please come back."

The knights knew that the private area was not suitable for visiting, so they dispersed. Ryan also planned to turn around and leave. Veronica immediately took his arm.

"My dear, it's them, you come with me."

"Wait!" Seeing that the knights really dispersed, Teresa said quickly: "I want to go too."

Veronica frowned. Witch Garland immediately thought of something, and then smiled and agreed: "Okay, Trovik, you come together."

Teresa hurriedly followed from behind. Veronica opened the iron door. The fire-red carpet covered her path. The entrances, windows, and colonnades in the luxurious private area were all half-round arches on the floor. It depicts an ellipse shaped like the earth with patterns of animals and plants on it. The dome symbolizes the stars moving in the same direction as the sun in the sky. It is a chandelier made of gold-colored brass plates.

"His Royal Highness Morgiana also wanted to visit your Wizard Tower, but afterwards I took many factors into consideration and finally told her not to come." Ryan walked up the steps, with his hands behind his back and smiled towards Veronica. : "I can't imagine how Mojana would react after seeing your decoration?"

"What else can I have? If I have nothing to do with you, her first reaction is probably to tie me to the torture frame and burn me?...Oh, yes, I am not afraid of flames." Veronica smiled: "My dear, you did the right thing, remember to continue to protect me in the future!"

Ryan smiled bitterly, seeing that Teresa was still a little confused, Ryan began to explain the reason to the female warlock.

Morjana is the spokesperson and first choice of the fairy in the lake. She controls great power in this country. As a religious leader, she is very powerful, and she also excludes the wizards in the kingdom, especially the dukes. Employed male court wizards, many court wizards often lock themselves in the attic of their room and drink sullen wine, and their words are full of complaints against the lake **** witch.

Twenty Holy Grail knights and a dozen Lake God prophets are now stationed in Ryan’s territory. If Mojianna visits the Wizard Tower in Veronica, at least a few prophets and at least eight Holy Grail knights will protect them. Not only is the strength strong, but Mojana's orders are followed. Ryan is really worried that the Lake God Witch will suddenly happen, and the ghost knows whether Veronica violates the rules in the thousands of pages of laws?

"But I think you have the ability to quiet Your Highness Maugiana, my dear, you always have many ways for women." Veronica said with a smile.

Teresa was still a little confused, but Ryan and Veronica didn't continue the topic. Instead, the place arrived.

Veronica’s private space consists of her own private magic workshop, bedroom, living room, dining room, study and bathroom. When the Garland Witch opened the door of her bedroom, both Ryan and Teresa felt their eyes shine. .

Veronica’s bedroom is not big. Brown wallpaper, tapestries and landscape paintings decorate the bedroom of about 20 square meters. The room is full of gentle warm colors. Several cabinets and furniture made of cherry wood are placed. On the side close to the gate, the exquisite dressing table, the beautiful floor lamp, and the fireplace made by the dwarf are all complete.

When you open the glazed windows, you can see the beautiful countryside scenery. On the left is Lane’s horse farm and farmland, and on the right is the clear water of the Chinon River and the majestic Oracle Mountains. On the windowsill, you can overlook the Earl’s Castle of Lane. Behind the wooded hills is the mountain road leading to Helenhild, the capital of the Duchy of Winford, and the direction to the fairy tower in the lake is filled with dense fog.

"It's beautiful." Ryan sighed. At the same time, he set his eyes on the bed in Veronica's bedroom and suddenly smiled: "I like this bed. I have always liked it."

"I like it too." Veronica glared at Ryan coquettishly. This bed was the big bed she had brought from Skydome all the way to Ryan Territory. This bed was reinforced with fine red wing wood. It is big and soft, with many good memories of Veronica on it. The Garland Witch clapped her hands: "Well, Trovik, you have visited all the places that should be visited, and now you can go back, take the time Leave it to me and Ryan, and more! Don't touch my bed!"

Teresa also wanted to reach out and touch the bed sheet, she frowned when she heard Veronica's words, but she knew it was best not to care about Veronica in front of Ryan, the Sorceress had to pull one. Sit down on the bench: "What a luxurious wizard's tower, Veronica, I don't think you can leave this place in the future."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, Trovik, you don't need to point your finger at me. By the way, when are you going to return to your council? Don't make your mother wait in a hurry!" Veronica retorted, Jia Witch Lan sat directly on Ryan's lap, and then deliberately kissed him on the mouth: "Stop bothering me and Ryan again? I beg you."

"You!!!" Teresa was so excited that she wanted to get angry again.

"Okay, okay, two ladies." Ryan finally spoke. He tightened Veronica in his arms and then gently let go. He stood up and stood in front of the window with a calm tone: "I have some I want to discuss it with you."

Hearing what Ryan said, the two witches knew that Ryan had important things to discuss with them. Veronica kicked off her black high heels. A pair of black silk legs were long and slender and straight, exuding a charming charm. Sitting lazily on the bed: "You said, my dear, you must have a problem now, right?"

"Ryan, what's the matter?" Teresa turned her head and moved her black glasses with butterfly patterns, looking at Ryan who was standing at the window.

"I have several plans. First, I plan to reduce taxes on my entire territory. The serfs' lives are too hard." Ryan said in a deep voice, looking out the window: "I need to reduce taxes and strengthen them. Enthusiasm."

The sight is full of farmland and prosperity. The serfs are working hard to cultivate. In the middle of summer, the waves of wheat are turning.

"This incident means that you have to challenge the existing'ten taxes and nine systems', dear." Veronica realized something immediately, and she frowned: "My dear, what are you going to do? If you If you want to do things like taxes, it means you have to go to war with the overwhelming majority of the nobles in the entire kingdom, and at the same time your territory will be unstable."

"Ryan, you must be cautious about taxes." Teresa also said: "Even if you are the champion of the ladies in the lake, doing so will arouse the opposition of the nobles."

"So, you must be cautious in all this." Ryan frowned. He thought for a while and told Veronica and Teresa of his thoughts: "In this way, the lord who cultivated farmland in the forest has worked hard for more than five years. In 1991, those who paid taxes on time, their families were promoted to serfs of sergeants and enjoyed the right to reduce taxes. Their taxes would be reduced from seven taxes to six taxes. How about?"

The new earl knew that he had to shake the foundation of his rule if he wanted to move Bretania from the founding of the country to the current tax system. He could not discuss this matter with his knights, butlers, and tax officials. Don't think about it, it must be totally opposed. Only Veronica and Teresa he can discuss.

"No!" Veronica murmured first: "Ryan, the seven tax must not be moved. If you don't want to face the condemnation and hostility of the entire kingdom, you must never move this tax. You can die quickly. Come on the bed, leave me a child, and you can find a tree to hang."

"That's right! Ryan, don't touch this tax. Think about it, the vast majority of serfs in the entire kingdom are'ten tax nine'. Duke François's'ten tax seven' has caused him to suffer a lot. Criticism and pressure. François is a descendant of Arthur and the Knights of the Holy Grail are facing such a huge pressure. If it is you, your foundation in this country is not enough, you can't do it, Ryan." Leisa also said softly: "Don't."

Ryan turned around from the window, and the earl really felt the pressure from the entire society and the entire class.

Veronica and Teresa are not aristocratic people, their starting point is for Ryan's good, even so, they also hold a negative attitude to Ryan's ideas.

It is conceivable that if Ryan called his knights for a meeting, he would encounter fierce opposition.

"Ryan, remember, you must not think that reforming the tax system is easy. You will make countless enemies in this kingdom. If the kingdom is reduced from ten tax seven to ten tax six, how many ranger knights will lose their position and Salaries, how many kingdom knights will go bankrupt because of this?" Veronica added earnestly: "You will be an enemy of the knights of the entire kingdom!"

Ryan nodded slowly, he sighed, sitting beside Veronica, and asked softly: "Then let me think again...or we can change the way, that is to change the seven taxes to fixed taxes. , Just levy the seven taxes according to the standard of farmland production. We invite the Church of the Goddess of Mercy and the Church of the God of Justice to do justice and set a general standard. If the serfs can pay the corresponding tax according to this standard, then the remaining All of them are their own. If the serfs cannot do it, then we will levy taxes based on the seven taxes. How about?"

"You mean, levying a fixed amount of taxes, more work, more money?" Veronica motioned to Ryan to hug her.

Ryan held the warm nephrite of the Garland Witch in his arms, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the oil on Veronica's black silky legs, enjoying the smooth touch, Veronica let him do it, the Garland Witch There was attachment in her eyes. She thought for a while, and then nodded: "If this is the case, then your opposition will be much smaller. On the surface, the interests of the knights have not been lost. And now, with the prestige of killing the blood red duke and the new earl, you are enjoying a huge halo...You do have the ability to accomplish this, but... honey, don't you really sympathize with the serf?"

"Haha~ how is it possible." Ryan thought that he came to this world to fight chaos, and not to engage in charity and land reform. It is necessary to appropriately improve the living standards of serfs and liberate productivity, but as he said before Yes, the main people who fight against Chaos are knights and nobles. These serfs with weak beliefs have been trained to lead the way for Chaos and the undead.

Certain theories are not universally applicable. This world has gods and chaos, and it is not well controlled. All are reserved for chaos. This world is idealistic, not materialistic.

Let the serfs play their value is the fundamental purpose of Lane.

"Also, I intend to issue an order that all bandits and bandit groups in the territory will be restricted to bring their crowds to vote within one month. Depending on the situation, I will either ignore the blame or reduce the crime. If the time is not up, then ...Hehe." Ryan smirked.

"This is a good idea. The bandits and bandits are both high-quality populations. Ryan, your reputation in the kingdom is as high as the sky. The bandits don't have the guts to fight against you." Regarding this point, both Veronica and Teresa. Reported in favor.

"Finally, I plan that all infantrymen in the infantry regiment will be entitled to a half of the miscellaneous tax. After serving as my soldier for two years, they will enjoy exemption from furnace tax, mill tax and wood tax. Will enjoy additional exemption from hunting tax and marriage tax." Lane added that he wanted to encourage serfs to join the army.

War is not only about knights, but infantry is also indispensable.

Miscellaneous taxes are innocuous, and Ryan has the final say, and the two witches have no more opinions.

"Then do it!"

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The old world, the southern country, Tyrell, Milagino.

The emperor, Kiliman, Faugan, and Kaul are moving wildly on the streets of Miraglinno. Many people on the road are looking at these people with surprise, but that's all. They thought that these people were bishops or guards of a certain sect, or they might be visitors of some high elves.

Miragrenno, the capital of art, is the capital of the Kingdom of Tyrell. It is famous in the old world for architecture, fashion, art, painting, opera, and tourism. In this place, countless artists and singers have taken root here, merchants , Wizards, and mercenaries formed the main ruler of Tyrell Kingdom. They restrained each other and jointly created Tyrell’s current prosperity.

The huge flow of people, numerous art galleries and museums, this metropolis with a reputation for more than 1,500 years has maintained its former prosperity even after the departure of the high elves.

But again, because the Tyrell Kingdom is composed of countless city-states, the environment of free trade is also corrupted. There are thousands of church worshipers in the city and hundreds of strange deities. Many deities are even unheard of, the four chaos gods. After a simple disguise, you can be publicly worshipped here. Elves, dwarves, and even mutant sub-races move freely on the streets without supervision. Murders and thefts occur in the streets every moment and every second, even some People blatantly sold cult books and accessories on the street and ignored them.

Because of this, the emperor and others moved freely in the street. The long black hair of the lord of mankind was flying in the gale of summer. Kiliman and Faugan were separated from each other. The ultimate fighter original Kiliman said dissatisfiedly: "Father, although this city is prosperous, it is too chaotic."

The emperor did not answer Gilliman's question, instead, he stopped.

"Look there, Killiman, Fogen, tell me, what do you see?"

Kiliman and Fogen looked up and saw that a boar was sitting on the throne. It was wearing a crown on its head, making a "snoring" sound, and advancing under the protection of a large number of elite mercenaries.

"A pig wearing a crown?" Fukun said strangely, "Are you worshiping some false gods?"

"No, that is the Prince Tyrell publicly elected by the city states." The emperor said calmly: "It has been in power for nine years." Want to chat with more like-minded people, WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature" , Chat about life, find a confidant~