Hail the King

After being quiet for a while, the people in the bar soon became noisy again.

Alcohol can make hard-working men temporarily forget their worries. Although they are worried about what kind of news the coming nobleman Babel will bring, and there are even a few poor copper coins in their pockets, the men don't mind asking for it at this time. A pint of frothy beer, a quick drink.

Jenny, the only maid at the bar, and the fat proprietress shuttled among the crowd to serve rough ale. The fat buttocks of the two mediocre women walking around quickly became men's unscrupulous behavior again. During the conversation while drinking, someone reached out and gently squeezed Jenny's buttocks. Amid the exaggerated screams of this freckled little fat girl, the men in the room burst into laughter.

This is a typical farm town pub.

This is also the way of life of serfs in a typical farm town.

Some people can't help but take a peek at the five strangers in the corner of the window. Of course, the most important thing is to look at the girl among the five who is as beautiful and pure as a suet white jade porcelain doll. Such a beautiful and pure girl , It's like the goddess of heaven in the bard's population. Even those elderly uncles can't help but blush and heartbeat if they take a sneak peek. They are so non-human, that they can't even arouse even a trace of blasphemy.

Compared with such a girl, many people in Keren Town regard her as the wife of Mrs. Babel, the lover of her dreams. She is almost like a beggar woman standing next to the noble royal princess.

Some people were whispering and guessing the origins and identities of these five strangers, but no one dared to talk to them.

Well, it's a very interesting place, I like the atmosphere... Fei Fei sat under the seat by the window, and when he turned his head, he could see the bright and beautiful stars in the blue night sky outside the window. This kind of rural tavern is full of chaos. The atmosphere reminds him of the decadent time when he was in college in his previous life. After the game time was over every day, he and a group of friends would eat gutter oil and barbecue with relish at midnight on the side of the road outside the school.

For some reason, Fei found himself getting more and more nostalgic.

Maybe it's because I'm gradually settling down and taking root in this world, and many memories of my previous life are slowly fading away bit by bit, so I instinctively want to keep something.

Angela obviously has not seen this kind of atmosphere before, but the girl does not dislike it. The only thing that makes her uncomfortable is the smell of smoke and foot odor in the air. She leans towards Fei's side like a well-behaved cat. Come on, she subconsciously twitched her lovely Qiong's nose.

The girly charm is huge.

Her subconscious action caused the men at the nearby tables to quickly pinch out the cigarette butts in their hands, and put the black feet that had been unscrupulously released from the old cowhide boots back into the boots.

Torres was sitting on Fei's left, leaning back slightly, scanning everyone in the tavern with sharp eyes, judging whether they were threatening, even the few sallow and emaciated men who walked among the men wore only a large The linen blankets and a few clothes, and the poor wandering warbler who was soliciting guests were not spared—although the blond boy knew clearly that His Majesty the King was powerful, there should be no one who could threaten Fei in this kind of town, but due to his close proximity Based on the guard's instinct, he still maintained enough vigilance.

Divine Master Garcia and Divine Knight Alan sat opposite to Fei.

Garcia was born in a poor family, and had experienced a hard life in a branch of a declining sect like the Black Temple. He was completely used to such a small bar, sitting quietly and peacefully, and even greeted the fat maid Jenny very familiarly, helping her The four of Fei each ordered a portion of salted beans, a glass of sour home-brewed ale, and a few pieces of earthy multi-grain bread.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang, and then the dilapidated wooden door creaked, and was kicked open.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and a mighty figure appeared at the door, more than two meters tall, wearing a decent light leather armor, bald head, and two wrist rings with steel nails around the wrists of naked arms , he glanced around the bar with a ferocious face, and the corners of his mouth drew a proud arc. He was very satisfied with the scene where everyone in the bar suddenly became silent and looked at him with awe-inspiring eyes.

Then, he turned around, changed a flattering smile at that moment, bent down, and made a gesture of invitation.

A pale, thin middle-aged man in brocade clothes walked in, holding a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup and a bit of beauty on his arm, whose plump body looked a little bloated due to her age, she was dressed in jewels But it was even more vulgar. The moment the two stepped into the bar, there was a clear expression of disgust on their faces. Qiqi pulled out a white handkerchief from his arms and covered his nose, obviously very repulsed by the dirty air here.

This middle-aged man with a soft and thin complexion is the owner of Keren Town, the only noble lord in the town, who can decide the life and death of any serf in the town. The plump woman is his wife Kelly, and the strong and ferocious bald head is Dick, the chief guard of my noble lord.

I think you all know the reason for calling everyone here. This year's spring plowing is about to start. According to the tradition of Keren Town, starting tomorrow, the land will be apportioned and wheat seeds will be sold. You all know that. Now the whole The Black Rock Kingdom was awarded to His Majesty Alexander of Chambord by His Majesty the Great Empire, so the previous rules must be changed.

Slowly walking to the only table in the middle of the bar that looked clean, the little maid Jenny hurried over and wiped it with the cleanest tablecloth before the lady Kelly sat down holding her nose, while Master Babel It was standing all the time, using a tone that was neither urgent nor slow, neither high nor low, but absolutely unquestionable and provocative, scanning the expressions of the people around him, and said slowly.

According to the new decree promulgated by His Majesty Alexander of Chambord, this year's taxation will be increased on the basis of the original three types: spring seedling tax, fairness tax and war tax. The tax will be collected on a head-to-head basis. Each tax type will have one silver coin per person...

Before Babel could finish his sentence, the whole bar suddenly screamed and shouted, almost exploded.

By gods, three additional taxes are still killing people

One silver coin per person, I have worked hard for a year, but I can only earn five or six silver coins, which is not enough for me to pay my own taxes. We can't live on what we eat and wear!

Damn Shampoo King Alexander, is he trying to kill us?

I can't live anymore, I really can't live anymore, there is no fairness in the fair tax war tax, war or something, it's none of our business, we don't have war here...

Just let the Ajax people call over, maybe we can still have a full meal by then!

Tyrant Alexander! I curse you!

Although this day is a day of anxiety and pain for the serfs every year, knowing that the high-ranking nobles above will never be reconciled if they don't squeeze themselves out, but when they hear with their own ears that the new year will Being ruthlessly imposed on such a heavy tax, people's suppressed anger still burst out.

In the whole bar, there was a sound of cursing and clamoring.

Facing Angela, Garcia and the others' slightly surprised and questioning gazes at the table next to the window, Fei shrugged: Don't look at me, I've never given such an order, I I think Uncle Best and Brooke wouldn't make such a decision either.

Be quiet, be quiet! Master Babel knocked on the table very dissatisfied.

The tall and strong bald-headed guard around him glanced around like a wolf and a tiger, clenched his fists and made a crackling sound of his joints, a fierce momentum erupted, and he punched a wooden pillar beside him with a bang, Dust fell from the roof, and a look of fear flashed across the faces of the serfs, and then they calmed down a little.

Powerless and powerless, they seem to be unable to do anything other than anger.

You know, His Majesty Alexander is fighting the Ajax people on the front battlefield. In order to defend our homeland, each of us must contribute our own strength. If the military expenses cannot be guaranteed, the army will be defeated. The brutal Ajax The sand ghost's scimitar is not as easy to talk as I am, they will kill all the men, insult all the women, and turn this place into a hell full of bones and scorched earth everywhere! Therefore, these taxes must be paid! Said hitting here , Babel paused for a moment, seeing that his intimidation had successfully extinguished the resistance in the eyes of these poor people, he nodded with satisfaction, and then said: In addition to tax increases, the rent of the land will also increase by 30% this year. At the same time, the price of wheat seeds has tripled, and all payments must be made within ten days. If you can’t do it, hehe, you won’t get the land to cultivate, and you won’t get the wheat seeds...

Before the words fell, the whole bar exploded uncontrollably.

What's impossible, we don't have that much money at all...

How could this be impossible? Damn it, tyrant, damned tyrant, who will save us? It's not going to let us live at all!

We'd rather go back to the rule of the Black Rock royal family, the damn king of the Shambords, he doesn't care about our lives at all, let them get out of Keren Town, Alexander is a vampire, a greedy demon!

The Chambords get out of Kelun Town, get out of Black Rock Country!

The angry crowd banged on the table, and some people even crushed the iron sheet in their hands. The sound of cursing and cursing almost flew over the entire roof, and the air seemed to be poured with petrol. A small spark will ignite and explode. What Babel said really broke through the bottom line of the poor people. If the number is calculated according to this number, almost no one in the entire Karen Town can plant land.

I sympathize with everyone's experience, but there is no way. This is the decision of King Chambord Alexander, and no one can resist.

The angry people, under the deliberate guidance of Master Babel, ignited their anger towards Chambord.

When some serfs yelled 'Alexander is a devil', Torres stood up with a bang and held the longbow in his hand, but Fei nodded thoughtfully and signaled his guard to sit down, obviously He realized something.

at this time--

You are lying, His Majesty Alexander, you never signed such a ridiculous order!

In the crowd, a young man suddenly stood up and retorted loudly.

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First update.