The Sun King's Evidence

PS. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and I also hope that everyone will come to the starting point to support genuine novels. Each of your subscriptions is the motivation for my writing.

"Sorry, we don't provide accommodation services here. If you need it, Mr. Lucien, you can spend thirty silver coins to go to the Pink Fairy Club in Jean Town. I think Mrs. Sarah will definitely be willing to arrange for someone to relieve your loneliness." Veronica said sarcastically, and young Lucien blushed at the sarcasm. Several kingdom knights laughed together and didn't take it seriously. Veronica's meaning was very obvious. A visit is a visit, and no one is welcome in the Wizard Tower. Men stay overnight.

Of course, this does not include a certain person. When everyone came to the door of the stairs connecting the sixth floor to the seventh floor, a huge iron door blocked everyone's way. The heels of Veronica's high heels clicked lightly on the ground. With a slight stomp, the witch turned around and said, "Thank you all for visiting, ladies and gentlemen, today's visit ends here. The seventh and eighth floors are my private areas. Please go back."

The knights also knew that the private area was not suitable for visiting, so they dispersed one after another. Ryan was about to turn around and leave, but Veronica immediately grabbed his arm.

"Honey, it's them, come with me."

"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the knights had really dispersed, Teresa said quickly, "I'm going too."

Veronica frowned, and the Gloria Witch immediately thought of something, and then agreed with a smile on her face: "Okay, Trovik, you can come together."

Teresa quickly followed from behind. Veronica opened the iron door, and the fiery red carpet paved her way. The entrance, windows, colonnades, etc. in the luxurious private area were all semicircular-headed arches. On the floor It depicts an ellipse in the shape of 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. The branch-shaped lamp stand is made of golden brass plates.

"Her Highness Morgiana also wanted to visit your wizard tower, but then I considered many factors and finally told her not to come." Ryan walked up the steps, holding his hands behind his back, smiling at Veronica. : "I can't imagine what Morgiana's reaction would be if she saw your decoration?"

"What other reaction could there be? If I had nothing to do with you, her first reaction would probably be to tie me to the stake and burn me?...Oh, yes, I'm not afraid of flames." Veronica said with a smile: "My dear, you did the right thing, remember to continue to protect me in the future!"

Ryan smiled bitterly upon hearing this. Seeing that Theresa was still confused about the situation, Ryan began to explain the reason to the sorceress.

Morgiana is the spokesperson and first choice of the Fairy of the Lake in the mortal world. She controls great power in this country. She is very powerful as a religious leader, and she also quite excludes her fellow mages in the kingdom, especially the dukes. Many of the hired male court wizards would often lock themselves in the attic of their room and drink wine, complaining about the Lake God Witch.

There are currently twenty Holy Grail Knights and a dozen Lake God Prophets stationed in Ryan's territory. If Morgiana comes to visit Veronica's Wizard Tower, there will be at least several Prophets and at least eight Holy Grail Knights accompanying them to protect them. Not only is he powerful, but he only obeys Morgiana's orders. Ryan is really worried about the sudden attack of the Lake God Witch. Who knows if Veronica has violated any rules in the thousands of pages of laws?

"But I think you have the ability to calm down Her Majesty Morgiana. My dear, you always have many ways to deal with women." Veronica said with a half-smile.

Teresa was still a little confused, but neither Ryan nor Veronica continued the topic. On the contrary, the place was here.

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

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 blossom wood are placed on the floor. On the side near the door, there is an exquisite dressing table, a beautiful floor lamp, and a fireplace made by dwarves.

When you open the glazed windows, you can see the beautiful countryside. On the left is Lane's horse farm and acres of farmland. On the right is the clear Chinon River and the majestic Oracle Mountains. From the windowsill, you can overlook the Earl of Lane's Castle. After the wooded hills, there is a mountain road leading to Helen Hilde, the capital of the Principality of Winford. The direction leading to the Fairy Tower in the Lake is filled with thick fog.

"It's so beautiful." Ryan exclaimed. 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 glanced at Ryan coquettishly. This bed was exactly the big bed she brought to Ryan's territory from Skydome Castle. This bed was re-reinforced with fine red wing wood and made Big and soft, it carried many beautiful memories of Veronica. The Witch of Gloria clapped her hands: "Okay, Trovik, you have visited all the places you should visit. Now you can go back and spend your time." Leave it to me and Ryan, and don’t touch my bed!”

Teresa wanted to reach out and touch the sheets of the big bed. After hearing Veronica's words, she frowned, but she knew it was best not to argue with Veronica in front of Ryan, so the sorceress had no choice but to pull one over. Sitting down on the bench: "It's such a luxurious wizard tower, Veronica, I think you don't have to leave this place in the future."

"This matter has nothing to do with you, Trovik, you don't need to dictate my affairs. By the way, when do you plan to go back to your parliament? Don't keep your mother waiting!" Veronica retorted, Jia Witch Lan sat directly on Ryan's lap, and then deliberately kissed him on the mouth: "Don't disturb me and Ryan again, okay? I beg you."

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

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

Hearing Ryan's words, the two witches knew that Ryan had something important to discuss with them. Veronica kicked off her black high heels, revealing a pair of long black stocking legs that were slender and straight, exuding charming charm. She was carefree. Sitting lazily on the bed: "Tell me, dear, you must be encountering a problem now, right?"

"Ryan, what's wrong?" Teresa turned her head, her black glasses with butterfly patterns moved, and looked at Ryan standing at the window.

"I have several plans. First, I plan to reduce taxes on my entire territory. The life of the serfs is too hard." Ryan said in a deep voice, looking out of the window: "I need to reduce taxes and strengthen them." positivity.”

As far as the eye can see, there is farmland and prosperity. The serfs are working hard to cultivate. In midsummer, the wheat waves are turning.

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

"Ryan, you must be cautious about taxes." Teresa also said: "Even if you are the champion of the Lady of the Lake, doing this will arouse opposition from the nobles."

"So, be cautious in all this." Ryan frowned. He thought for a while and told Veronica and Theresa his thoughts: "In this way, the lord who cultivates farmland in the forest will have to work hard for more than five years. In the year, serfs who pay taxes on time and whose family members are promoted to sergeants will have the right to tax reductions, and their tax will be reduced from seven tithes to six tithes, how about that?"

The new earl knew that if he wanted to change the tax system that Britannia had inherited from the founding of the country to the present, he would have to shake the foundation of the rule. He could not discuss this matter with his knights, stewards, and tax collectors, because even thinking about it would Needless to say, they must all be opposed, and the only ones he can discuss are Veronica and Theresa.

"No!" Veronica complained first: "Ryan, you must not touch the tithe. If you don't want to face the denunciation and hostility of the entire kingdom, you must not touch this tax. If you want to die, come here as soon as possible. Come to bed, leave me a child, and you can find a tree to hang on."

"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 Francois's 'ten tax seven' has already caused him to suffer a lot. Criticism and pressure, Francois is a descendant of Arthur, and he is also a Holy Grail Knight. He is facing such huge pressure. If it is you, your foundation in this country is still shallow, and you can't do it, Ryan." Lesa also said softly: "You must not."

Lane turned from the window, and the count truly felt the pressure from the entire society and the entire class.

Veronica and Theresa are not from the aristocratic class. Their starting point is for Ryan's good. Even so, they have a negative attitude towards Ryan's ideas.

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

"Ryan, remember, you must not think it is easy to reform the tax system. You will make countless enemies in this kingdom. If the kingdom reduces the tax from seven to ten taxes as you do, how many knights errant will lose their positions and taxes? Salary, how many knights of the kingdom will go bankrupt because of this?" Veronica added seriously: "You will be the enemy of the knights of the entire kingdom!"

Ryan nodded slowly, he sighed, sat next to Veronica, and asked softly: "Then let me think about it again... Or we can change the way, that is, change the tithe to a fixed tax , just collect the tithe 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 be fair and set a general standard. If the serfs can pay the corresponding tax according to this standard, then the remaining If the serfs can't do it, then we will tax it according to the tithe, how about it?"

"You mean, fixed tax, more work, more reward?" Veronica gestured for Ryan to hug her.

Ryan held the warm and fragrant nephrite of the Witch of Gloria in his arms. He stretched out his hand to rub the oil on Veronica's beautiful black stocking legs, enjoying the tender and smooth feel. Veronica let him do it, and the Witch of Gloria Her eyes were filled with attachment. She thought for a while before nodding: "If that's the case, then the opposition you will face will be much smaller. On the surface, the interests of the knights have not been harmed. And you are now enjoying a huge halo with the prestige of killing the Blood Red Duke and the newly created Earl... You are indeed capable of completing this, but... My dear, you don't really sympathize with the serfs, do you?"

"Haha~ How is that possible?" Ryan thought to himself that he came to this world to fight against chaos, 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 most important people who fight against Chaos are the knights and nobles. These serfs with weak beliefs have trained up the party that leads the way for Chaos and the undead.

Certain theories are not universally applicable. There are gods and chaos in this world, and if they are not well controlled, they are all serving as reserves for chaos. This world is idealistic, not materialistic.

Letting the serfs realize their value is Ryan's fundamental purpose.

"Also, I plan to issue an order that all bandits and bandit groups in the territory will have to surrender within one month. Depending on the situation, I will exempt them from guilt or reduce their crimes. If the time is up and they don't come, then ...Hehe." Ryan said with a bad smile.

"This is a good idea. Bandits and bandits are both high-quality people. Ryan, your reputation in the kingdom is at its peak now. The bandits don't have the guts to fight you." Both Veronica and Theresa are concerned about this. Respond in favor.

"Finally, I plan that infantrymen in all infantry regiments will enjoy a half-year reduction in some miscellaneous taxes. After serving for two years, my soldiers will enjoy exemption from stove tax, mill tax and woodcutting tax. Sergeants and rangers will also be exempted from the stove tax, mill tax and woodcutting tax. You will also enjoy exemption from hunting tax and marriage tax." Lane added that he would encourage serfs to join the army.

War is not just about knights, infantry is also indispensable.

The miscellaneous taxes are not a big deal. Ryan has the final say. Neither witch has any more opinions.

"Then let's do it!"

…………

The Old World, the Southern Realms, Tyrell, Milagliano.

The Emperor, Guilliman, Fulgrim, and Caul were moving swaggeringly on the streets of Miragliano. Many people on the road looked at these people in surprise, but that was all. They thought these people were bishops or guards of a certain sect, or maybe some visitors from high elves.

Miragliano, the capital of art, is the capital of the Kingdom of Tilea. It is famous in the old world for its architecture, fashion, art, painting, opera, and tourism. In this place, countless artists and singers have taken root here, and merchants , wizards, and mercenaries make up the main rulers of the Kingdom of Tilea. They check each other and jointly create the current prosperity of Tilea.

With a huge flow of people, numerous art galleries, and museums, this metropolis that has been famous for more than 1,500 years has maintained its former prosperity even after the high elves left.

But again, because the Kingdom of Tilea is composed of countless city-states, it is also full of corruption in the free trade environment. There are thousands of churches in the city worshiping hundreds of strange gods, many of which are even unheard of, including the four gods of Chaos. After simple disguise, they can be openly worshiped here. Elves, dwarves, and even mutated subhuman races move freely on the streets without supervision. Murders and thefts occur every moment and every second on the streets, and even some People openly selling cult books and ornaments on the streets were ignored.

Because of this, the Emperor and others were moving freely on the streets. The Lord of Mankind's long black hair was flying in the strong summer wind. Guilliman and Fulgrim were separated on both sides. Guilliman, the original body of the Ultramarines, said dissatisfied: "Father, although this city is prosperous, it is too chaotic."

The Emperor did not answer Guilliman's question. Instead, he stopped.

"Look there, Guilliman, Fulgrim, tell me, what do you see?"

Guilliman and Fulgrim looked up and saw a boar sitting on a throne, wearing a crown on its head, making a "purr" sound, and moving forward under the protection of a large number of elite mercenaries.

"A pig wearing a crown?" Fulgrim said strangely: "Is he worshiping some false god?"

"No, that is the Prince Tyrell elected by the city-states." The emperor said calmly: "It has been in office for nine years."

updated! Happy Mid-autumn Festival!