The Sun King's Evidence

"Not only do all nobles have to pay it, but no one dares to play tricks." Ryan said meaningfully: "This kind of tax is voluntarily paid by everyone, and it is collected compulsorily."

Alfred thought for a moment. He first thought about the special culture of the Kingdom of Knights, and then thought about the differences between the Empire and Britannia. He soon had the answer in his mind: "Could it be... the Church of the Lady of the Lake?" The tithe?"

"Haha~ That's right, it's the tithe of the Lady's Church." Ryan smiled and nodded repeatedly. He looked at the gloomy sky: "No one dares to discount or evade this tax. Everyone is paying the tax seriously. From the Duke of Bastogne, the direct descendant of the first knight king Arthur, to the small nobles in the most remote mountains of Carcassonne, they all pay tithes in a down-to-earth manner. Therefore, whether the entire kingdom is prosperous or in decline, Madam The income of the church will not be greatly affected."

"Her Highness the Witch of the Lake God will use this money to train the Prophet of the Lake God, pay maintenance fees for the Holy Grail Knights, build new shrines and churches, and also use part of it to provide relief to the victims, because this is the lady's money and she has Ms. Supervisor, no one dares to deceive or play tricks on this matter. The amount of tax is the amount." Ryan said softly: "This is why the whole of Britannia can persist for thousands of years."

"No one person or church in the empire can do this." Alfred also sighed: "Not even Emperor Karl-Franz and Archbishop Vicmar can do this."

There is no way, my country, Great Britannia, only has its national conditions here. Ryan and Kalad smiled at each other. Britannia lags behind the Empire in many places, but it does not mean that the entire country has no redeeming qualities. .

In terms of the collection of church tithes, the Church of the Fairy of the Lake truly enables all nobles to realize their self-consciousness.

You can’t do it unconsciously. Morgiana, the Lake God Witch, can directly bypass the kingdom’s court and attack the nobles. Not only can she directly and unilaterally declare the abolition of the noble title, she can even directly turn the knights into frogs, or send out the Holy Grail Knights. Rush into the noble territory and take people away directly.

Because of this, nobles sometimes not only paid tithes reliably, but sometimes paid extra to ensure there would be no problems.

The same is true for businessmen. Businessmen currently doing business in Britannia all know that the Church of the Lady of the Lake cannot be offended. For example, Oliver, a subordinate of Ryan, has donated a lot to the Church of the Lady of the Lake. With Oliver taking the lead, the businessmen I also understand that you have to make money and donate money, otherwise the goddess will not reason with you.

After all the donations and tithes were paid, Ryan managed to "persuade" Morgiana and wrote a sign to the Oliver Chamber of Commerce saying "Taxation is Honorable". With this sign, the Oliver Chamber of Commerce would have an easier time dealing with nobles in the Knight Kingdom. .

To a certain extent, this is a type of tax farming system. Of course, Ryan knows that the tax farming system has many disadvantages, but there is no other way. Before the Fairy of the Lake Church trains officials responsible for tax collection, it can only be transitioned in this way.

With the supervision of the goddess, there is no need to worry about nobles and rich people trying to evade taxes all day long. Therefore, Ryan never dares and will not touch the tithe of the fairy in the lake, which means that he reaches out to his strongest base. , it also means losing the support of the goddess, and it also means that without the supervision of the goddess, the nobles of the entire kingdom will no longer pay taxes honestly.

"Now the annual tithe is a grand spectacle." Callard showed a rare smile when talking about this incident. He said with some joy: "Wagons of grain were transported into the church and handed over to trustworthy people. It is managed by the Knights of the Holy Grail or the Prophet of the Lake God. They will store these grains, and whenever there is a shortage or a famine, they will take the initiative to provide relief to the victims. At least the serfs' livelihood is guaranteed."

"In addition, the engineers of our dwarf friends Angland clan have undertaken a large number of water conservancy projects and irrigation projects. The serfs no longer need to go to the river to fetch water. Sometimes I really admire those dwarves." Kalad Then he said: "There are also advanced agricultural tools, which make farming much faster."

"Oh? Our Holy Grail Knight Kalad will also go to the countryside to see how the serfs live?" Ryan joked.

"I am also a person who has experienced the Holy Grail Crusade, and I am not ignorant of the sufferings of the people." Kalad shrugged with some dissatisfaction. He ignored that his sleeves were wet by the rain and emphasized: "I just don't know how to solve these problems and establish a country. It has been thousands of years, but now you can show up, I am very happy and I support you."

Ryan sighed softly and looked at both sides of the Rick River: "What I did before was only to ease the conflicts between the nobles and the serfs. I did not fundamentally solve the kingdom's problems. "

"Yes." Alfred agreed. This is what the Templar Commander and the Patriarch wanted to hear: "Good friend, tell me, how do you plan to completely solve the problem of serfdom in Britannia?"

"It is impossible to completely solve this problem." Ryan shook his head repeatedly, and he said helplessly: "Just like how to solve the problem of rich people paying taxes, this is a global problem. Normally, the wealth of the rich only needs If it is obtained legally and reasonably, there is no reason to force them to distribute their wealth to the poor, but at least I have figured out a way."

"What can we do?" Alfred and Kalad both became interested.

"Serf household registration redemption system." Ryan raised his head.

"Serf household registration redemption system?" Alfred thought carefully: "You mean, serfs pay their lords... to redeem their status as serfs and become free people from then on?"

"In general, that's the case." Ryan nodded, his expression did not change much: "Of course, I still need to discuss with Her Highness Morgiana and the Dukes separately on how to implement it, but this is necessary, and the only way to do it is to let go The serfs’ upward ladder and ascending channel can liberate productive forces.”

"At the same time, I am preparing to promote knights from among the old guards. In this battle of Nuer, many old guards have made great achievements in battle. I plan to promote at least thirty old guards to become knights." Ryan stretched out his hand and gently Stroking the wooden railings that were wet by the rain, he said seriously: "It's time. I'll take advantage of this to set the rules as soon as possible."

"Well, serfs participate in the conscription to become levies or semi-professional infantry, and then the soldiers are promoted to become sergeants. The elite among the sergeants are promoted to become the old guards, and the outstanding ones among the old guards are promoted and awarded the title of knight." Kalad touched. Treading his goatee, he thought carefully and nodded repeatedly: "Good! Just because these soldiers have experienced hundreds of battles, the knights will not be particularly opposed. Your old guards have followed you in countless battles. , with many achievements in battle, if you promote people from among them to become knights, the opposition from the upper-class nobles of the kingdom will definitely not be loud, and you can also get the support of all the soldiers."

"You always think about things so carefully, good friend." Alfred thought about it carefully and thought so. The Templar Commander smiled happily: "There is a channel to join the nobility. At least the serfs have something to pursue."

"It's not that easy. We'll wait until I return to Mousilon to convene the Duke Conference." Ryan shook his head: "By the way, Alfred, when do you plan to marry that female Norscan?"

"Huh?!" Alfred was startled, and he said hesitantly: "Why suddenly... suddenly talking about this, Ingrid and I are innocent, nothing happened!"

"If nothing happened, you would always keep her with you? And take her with you to see Archbishop Vicmar?" Ryan joked about Alfred: "Don't lie to me, Afu, I know you too well. ”

"Being single means that I can reserve the right to pursue any type of woman." Alfred scratched his golden hair a little embarrassedly. He neither approved nor objected, and muttered, "Don't rush it yet." , and looking at him again after a while, his tangled look made both Ryan and Kalad couldn't help laughing.

"And you, Kalad!" Ryan immediately pointed the finger at Kalad: "The lady asked you to become a Holy Grail Knight, but she didn't ask you to be a bachelor!"

"I'll just let nature take its course." Kalad's smile froze on his face, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "After a series of things, it's hard for me to be enthusiastic anymore."

"...but you are the only direct descendant of your family. Someone must inherit your title, right?" Ryan could only smile bitterly after hearing this. Kalad had indeed experienced a lot: "If nothing else, Devin Xi You can’t live without a godmother, right?”

Kalad could only agree: "I will remember what Mr. Ryan said, and I will pay attention to it later."

"Well, that's good." Ryan could only advise like this. Everyone is an adult.

"Go to rest early, Afu, Kalad."

"yes!"

…………I am the dividing line that urges marriage…………

"Ryan Malcador, kill, my God's Chosen Champion! I can't bear it, I can't bear it!"

"He killed mine too!"

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault! If you hadn't sent Ku-Gas to mess up my plan, I would have succeeded!"

"Shut up! It's all your fault!"

"I think what he did is enjoyable, and the defeat is really interesting, especially when you idiots blame each other, tsk tsk, it's really intoxicating, please do it a few more times, oh ho ho ho~"

"Get out of here, you junkie!"

In the realm of chaos, a fierce quarrel was breaking out.

Just like the never-ending war in the Realm of Chaos, at this moment, Khorne's blood-fire demon army was attacking Tzeentch's Crystal Maze under the leadership of Khorne's greatest demon, Kabanha. The army of strange demons is storming Nurgle's Rotten Garden under the leadership of the Great Demon of Tzeentch, Eternal Watch Thasorel. Nurgle's Rotten Garden has fewer troops at this time because Nurgle's Rotten Plague Army is attacking Slaanesh's rampage. Fortress, Slaanesh's army, led by the Great Demon Keeper of Slaanesh, fought with Nurgle's army in the Valley of Creation for a long time, with both sides suffering numerous casualties.

While their subordinates were fighting, the four gods of chaos were discussing what to do next.

"Ryan Malcador is a huge threat, we must eliminate this threat!"

"We should jointly bless an eternal God and let him lead our army to destroy the world!"

"The biggest blessing? This is so exciting!"

"Archaon? No, he is indeed a great champion, but he is not yet reassuring, and he still lacks one thing." Wave after wave of water spewed out from Nurgle's domain. Thick Fog: "I propose that my new divinely chosen champion, the plague doctor, Festus, take on this important task."

"No! Never! Don't even think about it!" A furious voice kept roaring: "I think this important task must be carried out by Valkia! Only she can complete this great mission!"

"Valkia? Damn it, who doesn't know that she is your wife? The wife of the Blood God?" A snarky voice let out a harsh scream: "I think only my God-chosen champion, Cha- Only Zan Ike can bring the final outcome to these stupid and cowardly southerners!"

"Hmm~ It's really interesting. Then I also propose that my divinely chosen champion, Prince Sigvald, will be happy to accept this task, hehehe~"

They had been arguing for a long time in the Chaos Realm, and the four voices could never reach an agreement. Each of them recommended his own believer, his own divine choice, and ignored other people's divine choices.

At this moment, the snarky voice suddenly realized something: "What?!"

"It's the Pale Queen! That coward!" The mature, charming voice with a strange accent said without any surprise: "That coward can only do this, sneak in sneakily, steal the souls of one or two elves before I can react, and then He ran away like a lost dog, what a despicable thief!”

"snort!"

The voices of the quarrels in the chaotic space continued, and their voices gradually faded away, and then there was complete darkness, falling suddenly, falling crazily in the endless space, covered with all twisted and crazy subspace creations The end of sight.

"Huh!" The dark elf Olika suddenly woke up from her sleep. She gasped for air. Ryan's personal maid only felt that her heart was beating very fast, so fast that she still had a breath even though she was desperately panting. A feeling of suffocation: "Hu~ha, Huhu~huha~"

Orika took a few deep breaths before she regained her composure. She found herself lying on a large soft bed, wearing a white nightgown and a pair of white velvet garters on her legs. The dark elf's black hair hung down from his shoulders and back, and the dark elf found that his back was soaked with sweat.

The amber eyes turned around in the cabin, and the dark elf wondered where he was?

Gradually, memories came back to her, and she remembered that her master was already on his way back to Britannia. She was now in the cabin on the passenger ship and would arrive in Mousilon in almost two weeks.

"Olica, what's wrong?" The dark elf's awakening movements attracted Ryan's attention. He hurried over, put his coat on Orika's delicate and smooth shoulders, held her in his arms, and caressed her gently. Her back: "It's okay, I'm here. Was it a nightmare?"

"Master~" The dark elf leaned on Ryan's chest with some attachment. She took a deep breath to calm her heartbeat, and then said quickly: "It's not good, master, what you have done has attracted the attention of the four gods of chaos. !”

"You're being targeted!"

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