Duke of Grief

　　 In the afternoon, the meeting continued.

　　 Duke Vallo and Marquis Lesinger changed places and took the rightmost seat in the first row.

　　 And relative to the morning look, the Duke of Vallo was silent for a while, as if he had become calm all at once.

　　 A person's image has a lot to do with his personality and way of doing things, just like the current Duke of Vallo, from a bold and unrestrained uncle to'grow' to a stable and reliable uncle.

　　 But he just became calm, but the ‘flame’ in his eyes still didn’t weaken, and no one of the big nobles was simple.

It took only one noon to adjust the mentality of the Duke of Vallo, becoming more powerful and more troublesome. In addition to the slight fluctuations in his eyes when looking at Cervantes, Duke of Vallo seems to have really There has been considerable growth.

　　Krelov III saw it, frowned, but said nothing.

　　The plan is always unable to keep up with the changes, even if he is not confident, he can calculate everything.

He also heard about what happened after the morning meeting was suspended. What he did not expect was that the Duke of Vallo was able to adjust his mentality and emotions so quickly after clashing with the Duke of Winds, and it seemed to have changed. It's even more troublesome.

　　 But it doesn't matter!

　　 This is just a little difficulty. If such little difficulties are less likely to pass, then he should not be a king.

　　 "Since everyone is here, let's continue the meeting! Let's continue with the content of this morning's meeting on the issue of kingdom taxation and taxation of various territories."

Krylov III sighed: "I hope I only need to say this time, not because I want to break the vow made by my ancestors, but now that the situation in the kingdom is too erosive, I want to save this decaying country, I I need your help!"

"I hope that our future generations will no longer be proud of their noble heirs, but will be proud of themselves as a spellcaster-no longer proud of their father’s identity, but their own achievements. Rong!"

　　 "So you guys..." Krylov III looked around the audience. "Do you have any comments or suggestions?"

　　 All the nobles are still silent, but such silence will not last long, even if the local aristocracy does not speak, the royalists will also speak.

　　 As expected, the royal aristocrat did not speak, but a court noble spoke.

　　 A court noble whose baron was a baron stood up and attracted everyone's attention. He said, "Your Majesty, I have a suggestion."

　　 Nobles from all the local schools sink in their hearts. After hearing this, they almost understood it. This is the person arranged by Krylov III!

　　 Otherwise, he would not dare to stand up to the risk of offending the interests of all real power nobles!

　　 ‘Winning! "The aristocrats of many local schools have flashed such a sentence.

　　 They are too cautious. If they speak first, they will not fall into this passive situation.

　　 "Baron Roll, you can speak boldly." Krylov III nodded and smiled.

　　 seemed to have been encouraged by the king, and the uneasy Baron Rol also relaxed a little, saying, "Your Majesty, I hope to set a tax ceiling for each territory!"

This sentence of Baron Ror seemed to hold the hearts of all real-power aristocrats tightly, and made them sweat, but they did not dare to speak out at this time. Some of them gritted their teeth and others clenched their teeth. Some people's faces are grimacing on their knees, and they don't know what they are thinking about, but it shouldn't be a good thing.

　　 "A good proposal." Krylov III nodded, "So Sir, do you have any other suggestions for this?"

"One-tenth of the tax rate is high enough, but some lords seem to set a tax rate of one-eighth or even one-seventh. I can't imagine why there are so sad people!" Baron Rohr It seems to have been completely liberalized, "So I suggest that it is sufficient to set the upper limit of the tax rate in each territory to the tax rate of ten taxes!"

'kill him! Must kill him! ’

　　 Baron Ror's voice just fell, and some real power nobles had such a word in their hearts, and they were ready to put into action.

　　 "Your Majesty!"

　　Baron Rolle had just sat down, and there was a local real power aristocrat who could not help standing up.

　　The real-power aristocracy said directly, "This is not right!"

　　 His movements were too quick, and the nobles sitting beside him could not stop him. They all covered their heads and moaned painfully.

　　 "Sir Edwards." Krylov III had a smile on his face, but there was a fierce light in his eyes. "What's wrong with this?"

　　 "...even if you are our king, you can't do this." "Sir Edwards" blinked and took a deep breath, the painful moans of the nobles around him became more obvious...

　　 "You violated our interests!" Viscount Aihuazi said decisively.

　　 Hearing this sentence, Cervantes smiled, he thought this noble must be a traitor! Either it was an undercover, otherwise there would not be any nobleman who was really stupid to such a degree, otherwise how did he stand out among the many heirs and inherit the title?

　　 "According to the vow made by the ancestors, if you violate our interests, we can also turn to each other!" Viscount Aihuazi said, "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

"it is good!"

　　 Cervantes suddenly applauded with joy and cheered, "It's a great talk!"

　　The nobles stared dumbfounded at the head of the black dragon who had turned his head and looked excited, Viscount Iwazz shocked, and suddenly felt a force surge from his heart.

　　 He raised his head and looked up directly at the majesty of the king, his body was not weaker than Krylov III, and now he seemed to be a great nobleman who could face the king!

　　Several nobles were also taken aback by Cervantes' reaction. Now, is he going to show the attitude of mourning wind leader? Is it going to stand on the side of the local school?

　　 Several people rejoiced and some were sad, and King Krylov III, who was also a king, almost couldn't stretch anymore. His fingers squeezed the armrests so that the knuckles were pale and his palms were sore.

　　 But at the next moment, he saw the calm and calm "Maid Maid" and immediately relaxed.

He knows very well that even if Cervantes made a statement, it would be useless. If the maidservant made a statement, it would be the most terrible-because the actual controller of the tragic leader is not the black dragon~www.NovelMTL.com ~But the maid chief!

When Krylov III was relieved, he began to sort out his thoughts. He did not believe that the maidservant had no means to control the black dragon. The black dragon listened to the maidservant very much, if not the maidservant. If the order is made, it is estimated that he will not have much reaction, after all, this black dragon was not like this this morning.

There are two possibilities now, one is that the maidservant is letting the black dragon go, and the other is that the maidservant actually ordered the black dragon to do this, and the result of doing so... Anyway, yes He has entered a favorable situation.

　　 The nobles who sit behind did not know that the maidservant had no position. Perhaps in their view, the'Duke of Black Dragon' had already expressed their position, then it meant that the leader of the sorrowful wind was on the side of the local school.

　　 But is this really the case?

　　Krylov III smiled easily, and then quickly smiled again, now is not the time to laugh.

When Cervantes turned around, Krylov III said in a deep voice: "Sir Edwards, I remember I said before,'I hope I only need to say this time'--I would like to ask you, Ai Sir Words, is the life of the leader important? Is it reasonable for the leader to die because of heavy taxes?"

　　 Viscount Aihuazi was silent, he looked at Krylov III in confusion, and then hurriedly looked at the local nobles with pleading eyes...

　　 Their backs to everyone seemed as if they were difficult to climb high mountain cliffs, there is no trace of light, leaving them only despair and heavy.

　　At this moment, Viscount Ewarts understood!

　　 He was abandoned...

　　Now he has become an abandoned child!