A report by the Little Sheriff had unexpected results under the intentional or unintentional push of some people.

Although the reporter of this report is slight, the incident reported is extraordinary. The large mercenary group of neighboring countries tolerate wanted criminals. No matter what they plan, the conspiracy must be very difficult.

"Well, this conspiracy must be not simple!" After reading the report overnight, the fat regional security chief slapped the table and made a loud conclusion.

The secretary next to him handed over another document and whispered: "Sir, since this conspiracy is extraordinary, you have to carefully consider the report. This great contribution must be put in front of the head of the Provincial Police Department and the Director of the Law Department. Although you have only achieved a second merit, you will definitely benefit greatly from the future career. This is a new report by the villain, and you have been reviewed. By the way, this matter is extraordinary. The villain wants to leave the town tomorrow to find out carefully and see if this matter is true or false."

The police chief took the report and the more he looked, the more he looked, he became more and more flirted. He couldn't help but slapped the table hard, "Well! His grandma's writing is good! Hahahaha! You will leave to that town tomorrow, no, now, and see if there is such a thing??"

Three days later, the report went to the desks of the Provincial Police Department and the Minister of the Law Department. The content of the report also changed, which was about the mercenaries who fought hundreds of battles planning to provoke a rebellion in the alliance, and found Qi Wei, the wanted criminal of the alliance, and entered the country secretly under the cover of business and travel. Fortunately, the director of the Police Department and the Minister of the Law Department had a far-sighted vision, and learned the conspiracy early, and laid a net of heaven and earth in advance. The regional security chief led the way, fought bravely to kill the enemy, killed more than ten mercenaries, and injured the enemy mercenary captain. However, due to the huge difference in strength between the enemy and us, the mastermind Doyle and Qi Wei and his wife escaped, and they are now pursuing with all their strength. The town sergeant assisted from the side and made contributions. The content of this report was detailed and conclusive. The two adults did not spend much effort to modify it, but added a zero to the number of mercenaries killed, and then reported it.

Fifteen days later, after layers of review from the Ministry of Police and the Ministry of Law, the report finally came to the tables of the two ministers.

Twenty days later, the report was placed on Grand Duke Russell's desk. Grand Duke Russell frowned and pondered for a long time.

Of course, Roger didn't know this, and he had no idea. He was immersed in the joy of returning home. For him, it didn't matter if the water was a little muddy early or a little muddy late.

Thinking about returning home in glory, he naturally couldn't go back empty-handed. Roger bought a lot of New Year's items such as wind chicken, wax duck, roasted suckling pig in a town closest to his home. He bought a large bucket of locally produced pine nut brandy. He hired a big cart and ordered four knights to take the car home first. Roger had a professional habit and walked around in weapons stores, magic equipment stores, art shops, etc., but got nothing. Then he slowly headed to his home.

Not long after the town, a small path towards the south was divided from the avenue. Follow this path for ten miles and you will reach the territory of the Rivers family. On both sides of the path are lush sycamore trees, but it seems a bit cold in winter. This land is full of barren red soil, and except for some fruit trees, the yield of other crops is not very high.

It was a good time for residents in the territory to enter the big town to purchase, but now there was no one on the way. Roger frowned, urged the horse under his seat, and rushed forward.

As soon as he walked a few miles, he saw a group of people in front of him. The knights surrounded by a few of them were gorgeously dressed in armor. Isn’t this the knights of the Dragon and Beauty under his command? Could it be that their territory was rioted? When he thought of the word “riot”, Roger immediately mentioned the battle axe and urged the horse to rush forward. When the knights following behind saw that they all put down their helmets, pointed at the axe and gun in front of them, and sprinted on their horses.

Four surrounded "Dragon and Beauty" knights protected the truck in the center, pointed the axe and gun straight into the sky, and showed a crossbow in his left hand, aiming at the surrounding crowd. There were more than twenty people in uniform, four or five guys who looked like knights, and a slight official. The reason why they said "like knights" is because even from the perspective of ordinary people, the equipment of these guys was too ragged. Although the breastplate still looked shining, two thin iron sheets were nailed to the front and back of the leather armor, and I thought it was a knight's breastplate? Those who were more powerful also stabbed through it with a wooden stick.

The sound of hooves like thunder sounded, and in the dust, Roger and others came to kill. The regular knights charged forward, and their momentum was naturally different from those of these chaotic people. The Rogers were still far away, and the soldiers here were already panicked. When they saw clearly that they were in uniform with the surrounded knights, they were even more frightened and retreated like a tide, forming an inexplicable formation in an empty place.

Roger smiled, rode the horse a few times, and shouted: "I am Roger, the only son of the Rivers family! You lowly people, how are you doing to Baron Rivers? If you don't even get off the horse and surrender, do you have to peel your skin?"

When the little official heard this, he hurried forward and said, "Mr. Roger, it's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding! The villain is the tax collector of the Rivers family. These people are the guards of the Rivers family knights and warriors! Lord. Roger has not returned to his hometown for many years, and they don't know your subordinates, so they have a little misunderstanding!"

"Why am I a fool?!" Roger was furious: "How many children do I have? How many people does this small place have? How much taxes do I have?! Can I afford to raise so many knights and samurai? Fuck your grandma, this level is worthy of being called knights and samurai! If a gangster gets on horseback, he becomes a knight? How long does it take for me to train to become a knight?"

At this time, a knight of the "Dragon and Beauty" who had been surrounded before came up and whispered: "Sir, they seem to be collecting taxes! We said that our cart of goods did not pay 65% ​​of the entry tax, and it was smuggled and all of them were confiscated. The young man stopped him and refused to pull the cart, so they summoned these people to take us. The villain thought this was the territory of the adult father, so he dared not be too ruthless, let alone kill people. It would be fine if he kept the goods."

Roger heard that "I dare not act too harshly." Looking at the opposite side, he saw several people with bruised noses and swollen faces and injuries on their bodies, but they did not break a few bones. It was indeed impossible to act too harshly. As for the internal injuries, I can't tell at the moment.

Roger asked calmly: "Okay, who sets the 65% entry tax? How long has it been implemented?"

The little clerk said, "Mr. Roger, this tax has been implemented for more than a year. Everyone is slight, and the villain does not know who decides the tax." At this time, the guards of the Rivers family clamored and said, "Knight George is here! Knight George is here! I want you to learn about the knight George's experience this time!"

The sound of hooves sounded from afar, and a knight in silver armor and white horse rushed over like the wind, shouting from afar: "Who dares to make trouble in the Rivers family territory!"

Roger was so angry that his fat face turned purple. He was the only son of the Rivers family. He was repeatedly asked in his territory. What's wrong with this world? Roger has never been outstanding in appearance, figure, and magic since childhood. He was defeated in picking up girls in the Magic Academy. So he hated the most was Fengliu's handsome knight. After all, the magicians are outstanding and are not young at all, so they don't have much threat to Roger. At this moment, George is not bad in appearance and arrogant, and is just breaking Roger's taboo.

George rushed to thirty meters and did not slow down. He pointed his front finger in the front of the gun, which was a standard knight fighting posture. Roger cursed himself in his heart, and his target also included the old Baron Rivers. How could he find such a bunch of waste to protect the territory? It was just that he was not successful and had more than enough failure. Of course, Roger was not prepared to let this George go, and estimated George's level, and a mental shock came over.

George was sprinting with great ease, expected to slow down ten meters, and finally he turned on the spot for a week with a war horseman, allowing his subordinates to see the skills of the real knight. While he was intoxicated, he suddenly felt a heavy hammer hitting his helmet hard, and the stars shone in front of him, and he flew up from the horse, and with a plop, he fell heavily to the ground. Two nosebleeds sprayed out from the fence of the helmet. The rifle spun in the air twice, and inserted it straight into his chest, and everyone exclaimed!

Seeing that Knight George was about to die inexplicably, the rifle suddenly turned and stuck it to the ground with its body tightly attached to it.

Roger waved his battle axe and said viciously: "Dismount all these miscellaneous armed forces for me. Fuck his grandmother. If someone dares to resist, you can just think I am not here! I can't control these slaves anymore?"

The Rivers family guards suddenly fell off the horse and were seriously injured when they saw the backer they were believing. Roger claimed to be the only son of the Rivers family. In addition, although these people were used to being arrogant, they were all people who bully the weak and fear the strong. When they met the "Dragon and Beauty" knight who was like a wolf and a tiger, they never dared to resist again.

Roger suddenly remembered something, and saw George struggling to get up from the ground, and gently activated his mental power and opened the mask of his helmet. Roger laughed and said, "So it's cousin George! Aren't you an apprentice knight in the Knights of the Kings? Why did you suddenly condescend to this small place and become a guard knight?"

He ordered a knight to help George, who was not yet conscious, and Roger picked a fierce guard, the "knight" and followed him, and rushed to his house first. Along the way, Roger asked casually: "Have you lived more than a year?"

The Knight replied: "The blessings of Mr. Torivers and Lord George have always taken good care of their subordinates."

"Is Uncle Brown so good? Are you still used to staying here?"

The 'Knight' replied casually: "Sir Brown likes this place very much...ah!"

Roger turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Fuck your grandma, what do you want to hide from me, right? It seems that you know who I am, too."

When the 'Knight' heard this, his expression changed from respect to arrogant, and he snorted, "Mr. Roger, we have always followed Mr. Brown's side! Although Mr. George accidentally fell off the horse this time, I believe you also know that his brother, Lord Blank, is even more skillful in martial arts! The villain advises you to let your subordinates be careful!"

Rogge was furious and his smile became more and more joyful.

Robertsky, who was behind him, heard the conversation between the two and made up his mind that if there was a conflict, he would definitely be the first to rush up. Hehe, this opportunity to beat the country dogs and show loyalty is not easy to show? Although Robertsky was timid, his qualities of guards were actually worse than those of his former bandits. Thinking of this, Robertsky couldn't help but regret it. If he had known this, he would have been a good life for some great nobles to protect the hospital.

"This brother!" Roger changed his name immediately, and the "knight" snorted, and he actually benefited. "I'm a little fatter, this axe is a bit heavy. Please help me carry it." As he said that, he handed the "Soul-Binding" to the "knight".

The 'Knight' casually stretched out one hand to catch the Soul-Binding, and said, "Mr. Roger, the Knights must undergo long-term and rigorous training to be competent! For example, I... oops!"

Roger has let go of his hand!

The "Soul-Binding" with more than 300 pounds suddenly fell. The pressure was so heavy that it immediately pressed the "Knight" off his left elbow. The "Soul-Binding" fell without any slowness, and then it hit the horse heavily on the back. What good horse can there be in such a small place? The horse screamed with a writh, and its legs became weak, and it fell to the ground, pressing the "Knight" below. The "Soul-Binding" still did not give up, and then landed on one of the "Knight's thighs. Only a crisp sound of "knife" was heard, and the thigh bone of the "Knight" had been broken. The "Knight" had time to scream, and his eyes turned, and he fainted.

Robertsky's face was extremely pale, and he jumped off the horse, trotted a few steps, and rushed to pick up the "Soul-Binding". He was not good at strength. Although the weight of more than 300 pounds was not unavailable for a level seven warrior, carrying the "Soul-Binding" also made him blush and thick with his neck. He tried his best to lift the "Soul-Binding" over his head. Roger lifted it up and hung it behind the horse. Robbsky then let out a heavy breath. Seeing that this battle axe was quite delicate and delicate, how could it be so heavy? Thinking of Robbsky's casual look, it seemed that he had no weight at all, the more he thought about it, the more he felt disappointed.

Just now, Roger looked over with a deep look. Robertsky felt that his eyes seemed to have seen his soul, and his teeth were fighting, and he sat on the ground.

Roger smiled and turned around and drove forward. Robsky hurriedly got on the horse and followed. The two ignored the fainting knight on the ground and left.

Going forward, you will reach the only town in the Rivers family territory. The Rivers family is located on a small hill outside the town. The Rivers family house is a white two-story Georgian building that has been around for more than 300 years. White lattice windows, elegant and spacious foyer, and neatly manicured lawn in front of the building have always been Roger's favorite when he was a child.

The two rode their horses and walked slowly into the town.

The vibrant town in Roger's memory has long disappeared.

The whole town was dark, dirty and dilapidated. The townsmen were dressed in blue and blue, staring at Roger and Robertsky expressionlessly. Roger's hands were holding the reins tightly, and his knuckles were a little white due to excessive force. The reins made of leather were moaning under his hands, twisting, and cracks spread quietly. Roger was unaware of it, just trying to find a little familiar place in his memory.

Roger silently stopped in front of a two-story red brick building. The building was already dilapidated, the oak door was tightly closed, and the red paint on it had been muted. A copper metal bracket was nailed beside the door, which had been corroded green in the wind and rain. The cold wind blew, and several copper rings that were still hanging above made a sound of ding. The signs that were supposed to be hanging on the copper ring were gone. Roger turned over and dismounted, gently stroked the oak door, and whispered to Robertsky: "This place turned out to be the only tavern in the town. I fell in love with it when I was five years old. Until I left home at the age of fifteen, this was always the place I would like to come most." As smart as Robertsky, he naturally knew that it was not appropriate to talk to him at this time, but just sighed with him.

Roger raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when a riot suddenly came from the other side of the town, mixed with a few screams of a girl. Roger turned over and drove in that direction, and Robbsky followed closely.

On the side of the small central square, there is a two-story building with a very old age. Several guards "Knights" were lifting a girl with her hands on the horse. The leader was drinking at an old man: "I'll give you three days! You can't collect taxes, you're so confused! If Lord Blank hadn't fallen in love with your granddaughter, he would have hung you in the square! Lord Blank put down his words, when will the town pay the taxes, and when will you take your granddaughter home!"

The usual smile on Roger's face disappeared. He stopped the horse fifteen meters away and waved to Robertsky. Rogersky had been waiting for this opportunity to be loyal, and immediately drew his sword and rushed forward, shouting: "Stop it all! If you want to catch someone, you have to ask us Lord Roger first!" The guards and the "Knights" were stunned. Seeing that Roger's clothes were ordinary (before he had time to change into the "Dragon and Beauty" knight's standard equipment), but Roger's armor was bright and the mount was handsome, as if he was a big man, he was a little more careful and started fighting without coming up.

Robertsky called to stop, but the sword was not idle. He swept two swords, and the two guards knights had swords on their wrists and weapons landed on the ground. Robertsky followed the sword and wiped the throat of the knight who grabbed the girl. The man was so scared that he pissed down and fell from the horse. Robertsky slapped the sword gently on the horse's butt. The horse carried the girl all the way to Roger. The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, with her blonde hair scattered, like a golden waterfall hanging on her shoulders, and the worn clothes on her body could not hide the breath of youth. The girl's skin was crystal clear, her pretty little nose kept twitching, and a pair of blue eyes were full of tears, like a helpless lamb in the wind and rain.

Roger looked at the girl carefully and suddenly called, "You are Lilith!" The girl tried to identify through her hazy tearful eyes for a long time, but she still couldn't recognize her. Roger pulled the hemp rope that bound the girl with casual hands and smiled, "I am Brother Roger, have you forgotten?"

"Ah!" the girl screamed, obviously remembering it, and looked at Roger in confusion: "Why are you dressing like this? You look like a good person?" Roger was so thick-skinned that he couldn't help but turn red. When Roger left home, Lilith was only ten years old. Since childhood, Roger had done a lot of things like pulling her braids and lifting her skirt.

At this time, Robertsky was attacking the leader's "Knight", and the other guards and "Knights" were already lying on the ground and could not moan. Roger's eyes were full of damage, and he had already seen that these people were not injured in the vital points, but just pretended to be dead. Speaking of pretending to be dead, it was also a common trick used by the Knights of the Dragon and Beauty. However, the "Knights" pretended to be dead in order to attack behind the scenes. These "Knights" pretended to be dead just to avoid disaster. Although they were all pretending to be dead, the level of the realm must not be confused. The leader's knight had two tricks, but he actually stood up and fought seven or eight swords but still couldn't fall.

Roger became impatient and raised his hand to scratch a magic symbol in the air. The symbol then shone. A lightning suddenly rushed out and slashed on the "knight". This was just an ordinary low-level lightning magic. It was just that Roger, who had more and more knowledge of the mental power, used it very differently, and he was slashing on the knight's head. The knight was originally wearing a leather helmet, but for the sake of majesty, he nailed a few glittering rivets. At this moment, a black smoke slowly emerged from the helmet. The knight sat straight on the horse and fainted.

Roger remembered the old man who fell to the ground, and got off the horse and helped him up. It turned out to be the old mayor he knew. The old man also recognized Roger and was trembling and speechless for a while. After five years of not seeing him, the old man seemed to be over ten years old. Roger and Lilith helped the old man into the house, fed him a few sips of water, and the old man calmed down and slowly told the whole story.

It turned out that a year and a half ago, Old Rivers' younger brother Brown suddenly came here with two sons, Blank and George. Brown was also named a knight and barely stepped into the threshold of aristocrats. For some reason, Old Rivers obeyed Brown's younger brother, and a year ago handed over all the power of territorial management to Brown and his son. After that, Brown and his son brought more than 30 followers on the grounds of protecting safety. In order to support these "knights" and "samurai", Rivers' family opened.

The support increased sharply. Later, Brown first announced the increase in the income tax rate in the territory and then imposed a "safety tax". Later, various taxes emerged one after another. In the end, almost nine out of ten per household taxes were still unable to satisfy the greed of Brown and his sons. The townspeople once petitioned Old Rivers, but Old Rivers ignored it and left it all to Brown. As a result, several townspeople were whipped and hung in the square for public display. If it weren't for the death of others, Brown would have been afraid that Brown would keep hanging them.

Speaking of the sadness, Lilith kept sobbing, and blue veins appeared on Roger's face. Seeing that the old man was gradually feeling unhealthy, Roger ordered Lilith to take care of his grandfather and not to worry about anything else. Seeing that the old man was already barely in his house, he also ordered Robbsky to keep all the bacon bread he brought for dry food before leaving the house.

Robertsky followed Roger and saw him frowning, and couldn't help but say, "Sir, this is not the only one in your territory. Now this is almost the same in the entire southeast of the alliance. The leaders are just hungry for a few more days and less. Otherwise, the villain could not gather two hundred brothers in a short time."

"Oh?" Roger's eyebrows jumped and said, "Tell me, why is this happening?"

"Sir. According to the law of the alliance, it is easy to inherit the title of aristocrat. After a duke dies, in addition to the hereditary title of the duke, there are often more and more hereditary counts. By the same token, more and more nobles need to be in need of territory. The alliance has been stable for decades, and there have been no major turmoil in the southern area, and there are only a large number of nobles. The nobles have become more and more popular. The nobles have become more and more popular, and the living standards of the nobles are never lower. If the extra expenses are not conscripted from the people, who will they ask for? However, there are more nobles and the land and the people have not increased, so it is not accidental that these people are living in a slow and difficult life. Your territory has not starved to death, so it is not the worst."

Rogge was silent for a long time before saying, "The prosperity of the territory is the source of wealth. If these leaders do not have overnight surplus food, what is the use of setting the tax rate? For example, the entry tax is certain, and you can blackmail a sum in the first two days, but who will come to do business in the future? The last cow is also killed, what will these nobles eat in the future? Aren't they starving to death? Besides, if the leaders have no way to survive, will they really not rebel?"

Robertsky sighed: "Forgive the villain to speak frankly. Among the nobles, who are as far-sighted as the adults, I am afraid that there are not many people in the entire alliance. In the eyes of the nobles, the leader is afraid that the position of the leader is not much different from that of pigs and cows. As long as the wine is constantly in front of them, how can most nobles control the life and death of the leader? Who would worry that some domestic animals would rebel?"

"Hey! After eating all the deer on the grassland, the lion will starve to death. I remember that many books have recorded this truth. Isn't reading aristocratic fashion? Why doesn't there seem to be a few people know it?"
Chapter completed!