Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 98 Fishing Law Enforcement
Finding the lairs of ancient dragons that may exist beneath the Sea of ​​Storms is far off.

Whether it is the powerful monsters in the deep sea or the vast sea area, these are difficult problems for Long En to solve at present.

As for the small piece of Jade Dragon's Nest Stone in his hand, Long En felt that it would not fit between his teeth after eating it, so he simply stuffed it directly under a scale and carried it with him, so that he could absorb a little bit of the ancient dragon's breath.

Putting the matter of jade-forming the Dragon's Nest Stone behind a bit, Ron asked, "Where did Vidirpan go?"

Curelia announced the name of the place, which is one of the two urban areas outside the urban area centered on Blackstone Town and the urban area handed over to Earl Johnson.

The road from the capital of Bolun King to Blackstone Town passes through this urban area. Ron remembers that the land that constitutes this urban area comes from five viscounts and six barons, but he doesn't know which nobles caused this incident. .

It's better to have a little more nobles involved, so that Ron can clean it up at once.

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Meld City, originally a commercial city belonging to the Viscount Mel's family.

Before the start of the Bolun War, the caravans from the capital of Bolun would stop here to rest and complete various transactions along the way.

This is a famous commercial city in the west.

But now, except for the Mel Family Castle in the north of the city, and the Mel Family Manor outside the city, all of this city is owned by their lord Ron.

The facilities once established by Viscount Mel to manage merchants and collect commercial taxes were also collected by the Lord's Hall and turned into the office space of the Lord's Hall.

An old businessman who seemed to be trembling while walking walked towards the gate of the Lord's Hall alone. Although he looked old, this old man had a pair of clear and bright eyes.

"Hmph! Greedy and evil guy, despicable and shameful creature, I will record all your criminal evidence, and then use clear legal provisions to make you plead guilty!"

The lonely old businessman was transformed into Vidirpan, and he turned into a weak and deceitful appearance to lure the evil ones, which is Jinlong's forte.

Vidirpan walked into the lord's hall, falsely claiming that he was the leader of a small caravan, and came to pay commercial taxes.

Although the staff of the lord's hall were curious as to why the caravan leader came alone, it made their actions more convenient.

"According to the decree of the Lord's Hall, all goods are now subject to [-]% to [-]% of the principal depending on the category. What kind of goods is your caravan transporting?"

The staff member shook the document in his hand and quickly pressed it down, obviously not wanting to give the small businessman in front of him a chance to see the text on the document clearly.

But what he didn't know was that Vidirpan's eyes easily caught the title and the first few lines of text on the document: "Civilian Excreta Collection and Composting Implementation Report"...

I issued a government order privately but couldn't even produce a relevant official document. Is it because I am afraid of leaving evidence?

Vidirpan twitched his lips secretly, and replied cautiously: "My lord, what I am transporting is cotton."

"Master" is usually what common people call nobles, and the staff of the lord's hall, who were born as servants of nobles, were very proud when they heard it.

"Cotton, a special commodity, has to pay [-]% and [-]% of the tax."

The staff member casually wrote a note with the amount, handed it to Vidirpan, and said, "Go over there and pay the fee."

According to Vidirpan's survey, these guys usually charge [-]% of the tax on cotton. I don't know if the staff is in a good mood or because of other reasons, they reduced the price for Vidirpan.

Although under the instruction of Long En, the city hall stated that it would buy cotton at a high price, but the profit that can be made from transporting the cotton from the Duchy of Lamington to the western border of Boren is only about [-]%, and these guys took it away after a few words of nonsense Half of the profits of those businessmen.

Vidirpan pretended to be in trouble, and said: "My lord, now that the price of cotton in Lamington has also increased, our profit will be even less. Is the price of this tax too high?"

Just as the staff was about to speak, a haughty voice sounded from the aisle with footsteps coming from the side: "This is a notice, not an agreement!"

"Viscount Mivit."

The staff sitting on the chair immediately stood up and greeted the visitor in a flattering manner.

After the territory was taken away, Viscount Mivit straightened his back again, and the glory of the nobility seemed to shine on him again.

Viscount Mivit himself did not enter the city lord's hall, but he sent seven or eight collateral blood and trustworthy servants to enter the city lord's hall to take office.

Relying on the prestige of the nobles and the offensive of gold coins, Viscount Mivit quickly got rid of the country bumpkin director from Blackstone Town who was in charge of establishing and managing the city lord's hall.

In order to increase his voice, Viscount Mivit also recruited two viscounts and four barons.

The collateral bloodlines and servants they put into the city lord's hall accounted for half of the staff of the city lord's hall.

And those staff who were born as civilians or refugees cooperated with the actions of the nobles with a wink. Whether it was promulgating the decree of the city lord's hall or approving the purchase of some land at a reduced price, they could be implemented quickly and easily.

In this case, the head of the city lord's hall has been reduced to a display.

The head of the city's lord's office is also happy to cooperate with the nobles.

Having dinner with the viscounts and barons, talking about the city lord's office and the lord's policies, made the director, who was originally just a commoner with a little calculation, very enjoyable.

He was intoxicated by it, as if he had become a noble nobleman himself.

Therefore, the city lord's hall has become the site of these nobles.

Viscount Miwet led a group of private troops of the Miwet family, strutting like a rooster patrolling his territory.

Following Ron's tone and demeanor, Viscount Mivit smiled viciously and said, "Either pay the money, or leave with your caravan. There is no other way for you to choose."

Seeing the old businessman holding a slip of paper and running to pay taxes in fear, Viscount Mivit laughed triumphantly, like a rooster winning a battle.

In another corner of the city lord's hall, Viscount Mel watched the scene through the small window, shaking the platinum wine with ice in his hand disdainfully.

The middle-aged butler standing by the side whispered: "Master, the city lord's hall will be divided up by several other nobles soon, do we need..."

Viscount Mel shook his head: "No, just give them the city lord's hall, I don't want to be with idiots."

Viscount Mel looked at Viscount Mivit with a sneer on his gloomy face.

These stupid guys dared to attack the management organization set up by that ferocious and tyrannical real dragon. They are really long-lived species looking for excitement, and they think they have lived for too long.

Viscount Mel is sure that it won't be long before all the nobles involved in manipulating the city lord's hall will be happily hanged on the city wall by their true dragon lord.

(End of this chapter)