Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

Badda's face was shrouded in terror, making him look as if he had suddenly lost more than ten pounds.

Hull walked up to the girls and pointed at one of them at random.

"What's your name?"

"Well, my name is Kiana."

"Very good, Kiana, listen carefully. The five of you wanted to come to this mansion to steal food because you were desperate. Unfortunately, you were discovered by the senior political assistant. So you took the risk of kidnapping this man and robbed all the property here. Well, this is the general plot. Do you remember it?"

"Ah? I don't understand what you mean..."

"It's simple. I need you to play the role of bandits, rob this mansion, and kidnap this man. Just follow the instructions of my subordinates as to how to do it." Hull looked at Reinhardt next to him.

Reinhardt smiled with satisfaction and rubbed his hands together.

Reinhardt is more than willing to punish this scumbag!

Some girls were a little overwhelmed.

"It's normal for you to feel uneasy, but if you don't do it, I will shut you up." Reinhardt placed one hand on the hilt of the knife.

Of course he would not attack these defenseless girls. At most he would just use intimidation to make them obey his instructions.

"I...we're willing to follow your orders! Right, everyone?"

Kiana asked the women at the back, and they all nodded timidly.

"You...as an official of the empire, you actually instigated the mob to rob! Don't you feel ashamed?" Badda interrupted with a trembling body.

It seems that Badda is still somewhat reluctant about having his ill-gotten gains taken away.

Heer showed an unhappy expression. He grabbed Badda's hair and stared into his eyes.

"Don't pretend to be so righteous. This land is dead, and the people living in this area can no longer survive. The only way to survive is to snatch the resources needed for survival from the rich. Then who are the rich? Naturally, it's fat scum like you."

That's the reason why new, green branches will grow on dead branches.

Squeezing the money out of one Baddad could feed at least thousands of homeless people.

Badda felt like his scalp was about to be peeled off, but his mouth remained stubborn.

"If...if you still have any self-respect as an imperial government official, you should rely on economic skills to defeat me! What's the point of stealing and robbing!"

"...I see. Do you still have some self-respect as a government official? I underestimated you."

Hull gazed at Baghdad.

"If you can do something for these people who can't survive through economic means... I'm not against letting you go."

When Heer's tone relaxed a little, Badda felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Okay! Just don't kill me and make me a slave!"

"Really? In that case, I can consider it."

Badda smiled and said, "I will definitely take this matter seriously, formulate a practical plan with an impartial attitude and stick to its implementation, so that the people will not suffer any more."

Hearing this official tone, Hull's eyes narrowed into a line.

"Forget it."

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"Do you think I'm an ordinary person? Are you trying to fool me with this kind of official rhetoric? I hate empty promises like this the most."

"No! Absolutely not! I can swear! I will definitely start to implement good policies. Don't you have two policy documents today? I will be responsible for connecting the upper and lower links, and I will definitely implement these policies!"

"……Really?"

"Yes! I swear! There is absolutely no lie, otherwise I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!" Badda stretched out his right palm and swore.

Heer stared into Badda's serious eyes and soon sighed.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

The fat and big-eared man let out a long breath, an expression of having escaped death appearing on his face.

Five seconds later, Hull's voice sounded again.

"Well, tie up this fat bastard and move him out now!"

Hel turned around and gave instructions to Reinhard, Kiana and the others.

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"You...didn't you say you could let me go?!"

"Ah, don't you understand?"

Hull said with a hearty smile.

"I said I could consider it. To me, the word 'consider' means to continue with the original plan after careful consideration. To put it bluntly, how could I let you go?"

"Ah...ah...how can I possibly understand this!"

"Really? Don't you also use the word 'delicacy' to refer to women?"

Hel picked up Badda and threw it to Reinhardt.

"Through economic means? You are a charlatan and you have the nerve to say such things. It really makes me laugh!"

"Economic means are just means after all. What East County needs most right now is not an economic plan, but a large amount of funds. The first step is to squeeze out all the money you scum have eaten over the years and distribute this ill-gotten gains to the poor masses."

“No...! Stop now and let me go! Ah!!!”

How could Badda have known that one day he would end up crying and screaming like those girls he had violated, unable to resist?

Badda was struggling on the ground. Kiana and the others had frightened expressions on their faces, and they dragged him out together.

"Gag him first and tie him up. Next I have to look for evidence of this guy's embezzlement."

"Ugh!!! I have never embezzled even a single copper coin! Gah!!!"

Reinhardt kicked him in the fat face.

"You are such a scumbag who eats people without leaving any bones. Do you think this is the first time I deal with someone like you?"

Reinhardt's status as a general was earned through hard work on the battlefield.

In the past, we have fought many battles with the empire, and have also attacked and captured many cities and strongholds.

Besides slaughtering Imperial dogs on the battlefield, his second favorite thing was to raid Imperial towns and loot the mansions of Imperial officials one by one.

Reinhardt has done at least eighty out of a hundred things like confiscating property.

He could tell by smelling with his eyes closed whether the owner had ever embezzled money or whether there were secret passages or slush funds in the house.

"Um...No! Absolutely not!"

Badda did not lie, he did not commit corruption.

Because there is no need for it. The poor people in East County have only a little money and are not worthy of being served on the table.

The bulk of the income comes from envoys from the Desert Sultanate and tributes from local landlords and big businessmen.

After all, Badda had worked in the Central Commerce Department. With his status, the cost and risk of corruption were simply disproportionate.

If he was short of money, he had a safer way that would never leave any evidence and would never be traced back to him.

"If there is no evidence, just make one up!" Hull made the final decision.

"...How...How can you do this? You are making things up, you are framing me!"

Hull and Reinhardt looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

"I need to correct a grammatical error in your words. Frame-up means to falsely accuse an innocent person, but you are not innocent. You cleverly used loopholes in the imperial law to launder all the money. For example, you may have only spent one-tenth of the normal market price to buy this mansion from other big merchants, and the difference is the donation they gave you."

Badda opened his mouth in disbelief. How did Heer guess that?!

This is basically how Badda operated the mansions he purchased in the city. He would let the big landowners and big businessmen who asked him to do things buy the mansions in the city at high prices, and then sell them to Badda at prices far below the market price.

These are all normal market behaviors. One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. There is no legal problem at all.

But he would have to wait until he was transferred, or when he wanted to exchange money, and then he could sell these mansions back to the other party at a normal price. In this way, he could make a net profit of more than ten times the difference. The most important thing was that after all this trading, every copper coin was washed clean.

"Please don't do that! My family will be implicated, and even my hometown's territory might be confiscated! Then my wife and children won't be able to make a living!"

"You have brought this upon yourself. Don't worry, your family will soon disown you. I will also leave behind evidence of you enjoying delicacies day and night here. You have lost your future and fallen from your once carefree life. Your family will curse you for the rest of your life for the bad luck you brought upon them."

"Aren't you deliberately trying to harm me? If my family knew, they would definitely curse you for the rest of your life! That's right! They will never let you go!"

"Don't worry, your family won't know that I left these evidences for you. They will just think that you are such a stupid scumbag that you don't even know to wipe your mouth clean after eating. If they want to curse you, they will only curse your stupidity."

Badda cried as if she had a nightmare.

Since the death of his eldest brother, Badda's life has been on an upward spiral.

He became the first heir to the family, and his wife was a noble lady who was well-matched with him, and they had two beautiful twins.

There are countless beauties in the world waiting for him to have sex with them.

At only thirty-seven, he had almost everything he wanted.

Until more than an hour ago, he was the one favored by the goddess of luck.

And now he was about to lose it all and become a slave with no future.

Hull looked at the girls who were still shivering and smiled.

"Then there is a mountain of things to do. Anyway, tie up this fat pig and take all his property."

"After that, you will have to accept Reinhardt's instruction and practice the techniques of beating up scumbags."