Lord of Hyranza

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Mrs. Luna was sitting at the desk with a haggard face, and her hair, which was usually meticulously combed, was a little loose.

Holding a quill in her hand, she was absent-mindedly writing on a piece of parchment. She didn't know what she wrote, but felt that her otherwise decent life had suddenly turned upside down.

Although she has been looked down upon and cast aside by the people in the town in the past few years, after all, the person behind her is the mayor of Marco, who is the uncompromising consul in the town. Those who spurn her will still be flattering in front of her She also pretended not to know what these people were talking about her behind her back.

What did she matter if she was Mayor Marko's mistress as long as life was decent?

Anyway, in this small town, Mayor Marko has more than one mistress, how many women can't envy her!

She knows that in the past two years, she has grown a little older. She is middle-aged and has a few shallow wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Even the mayor of Marko rarely spends the night with her recently. She knows that Marko I found two more young sisters in the town, and my life is not as comfortable as before...

But after all, he was still his secretary, and he at least needed to help him with some official duties.

But now, she was completely panicked.

Without Mayor Marco behind her, holding up an umbrella to protect her from wind and rain, she didn't know what her future life would be like.

Mrs. Luna is married, and her husband's family is also a prominent family in the town.

Now Marco just ran away like a bereaved dog, and he didn't bring himself with him!Mrs. Luna covered her face, she simply didn't dare to think about her future life...

A magic caravan was parked outside the town hall. Mrs. Luna quickly cleaned up her mood, rubbed her stiff face, and stood up to meet the people who came to clean up the mess.

Suldak walked into the town hall.

The receptionist standing at the front desk stood up immediately, and other officials who were talking in the hall on the first floor also surrounded themselves consciously.

Seeing Mrs. Luna coming down the stairs, Suldak asked seriously, "How is the tax officer?"

Mrs. Luna stretched out her hands to gather her long blond hair behind her ears, pretended to be calm and smiled at Suldak, and said:

"Still in the lounge, tied up with a rope all night, my legs are so swollen that I can't walk."

Suldak frowned, seeing so many people in the reception hall of the town hall, he said with some displeasure:

"Take me to see."

Mrs. Luna led the way. Instead of going up to the second floor, she walked straight along the corridor on the side of the reception hall.

Suldak followed behind and asked:

"Have the town's losses been counted?"

Mrs. Luna stopped in her tracks. She didn't see the young commander's furious look. She felt that he was a very sensible person, so she handed the prepared account book to Suldak, wanting him to know more about Dodan town accounts.

Suldak was not reached for it.

As the local garrison commander, Suldak has no intention of taking over the town of Dodan.

Mrs. Luna hugged the account book back to her chest, pursed her lips and said, "All the 350 seven gold coins in the vault's safe were taken away by the mayor."

Suldak asked in astonishment: "The treasury in Dodan Town only has more than 300 gold coins?"

Mrs. Luna frowned slightly. The more than 300 gold coins were almost accumulated from the tax revenue of Duodan Town for a whole year.

But what she read in Surdak's eyes was 'Is there only so little money? '

Chapter 724 The Past

In fact, it can't be blamed that Suldak felt that the accounts in the town were a little fake.

The establishment of this cavalry battalion made him realize how rich some seemingly ordinary nobles in the city are.

In the horse market, a Gubolai horse is worth 20 gold. These more than 1000 gold coins are only enough to buy more than 60 war horses. Think about the Goss family ranch in Kieran Town. It is said that there are seven or eight horses in the ranch. The horse herd, each horse herd must have at least a few hundred ancient Bolai horses, so if calculated in this way, it is at least tens of thousands of gold coins of private property.

It is estimated that there should be some nobles with such financial resources in Dodan Town.

Although he knew that the plane territory belonged to the typical rich and weak country, he did not expect that the town hall of Duodan Town would be in such a difficult financial situation.

Mrs. Luna curled her lips secretly, holding the account book and complaining:

"Everyone's salary has not been paid this month, so there is this money."

She glanced at Surdak secretly, seeing that he was still incomprehensible, and then explained:

"The usual taxation in the town has not been very good. The big transactions are done by trading houses, but they rarely file taxes."

"The income of the town usually depends on the sales tax of the shops, and this tax is basically brought by the adventure group."

"Besides, there are population tax and land transaction tax for the residents of the town, but how can anyone be willing to go to this circle of land recently?"

"During this period of time, the adventure group has been withdrawing from Dodan Town one after another, and the tax revenue is even less than one-third of the usual level. The town's income in the past two months can't even maintain daily expenses..."

Just as they were talking, everyone had arrived in a lounge. The room was not too big. There was a small bed in it. A fat man with a tired face was lying on the narrow bed. He was only wearing white linen underwear and a white shirt. , two carrot-like thighs are now showing a sauce-purple color, and they are moaning in pain on the bed.

Two women and several young men and women gathered around the window. They seemed to be the family members of the tax official. They were all dressed in silk. Although the tax official was not a nobleman, he should belong to the common people. wealthy families.

A maid is rubbing the tax collector's legs, but it doesn't look good. His legs are covered with maroon bruises, which is a bit scary to think about.

Suldak came forward.

When the tax collector's wives saw Suldak, they didn't know who he was, but they recognized the noble badge on his chest. They stood up quickly, their eyes full of grievances, and they almost grabbed Suldak and cried. To be the master of the people.

Mrs. Luna pointed to the tax officer lying on the bed, and introduced to Suldak: "This is Batra, the tax officer of our town."

She whispered to the Batra tax collector: "This is the new commander of the cavalry battalion, Lord Baron Suldak."

Batra tax officer tightly closed his eyes, unwilling to speak a word.

Someone tactfully moved a chair for Suldak, and Suldak sat down next to the Batra tax collector, and said to him lightly: "I came to see you, and I didn't intend to ask you about it. Marco's whereabouts, you don't have to be so nervous, but the rope that binds you is a bit tight. If you don't treat it, the muscles in your legs will slowly die. Only by sawing it off from here can you save your life .”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stroked the base of Batra's thigh.

The Batra tax officer was so frightened that he suddenly opened a pair of goldfish-like eyes and stared straight at Suldak, trying to see some flaws in Suldak's eyes.

The family members of the Batra tax collector standing aside were terrified when they heard what Suldak said.

Suldak said indifferently: "I don't think you want to die that much. It just so happens that I can help you."

Batra the tax collector lay silent on the small bed.

Suldak didn't continue to ask, and did it for a while. The room was so dull that time seemed to stand still. Only Batra's two wives were crying softly. Staring wide, he kept trying to hold his brother's hand.

Just when Suldak stood up and was about to leave, Batra tax officer's eyes dimmed, and he said in a hoarse and weak voice:

"All of you, please go out and wait for a while, I have something to say to Commander Suldak."

After the Batra tax officer said this, Mrs. Luna scanned the room with her eyes again, and everyone in the room walked out, and closed the door by the way.

"Commander, what do you want to ask me?" Batra tax officer wanted to force a smile, but the smile was uglier than crying.

Suldak looked at him without saying a word, just staring at him until he felt guilty.

The Batra tax officer asked tentatively, "Can you really cure my leg?"

"Of course." Suldak glanced at him and replied.

He opened his palm, and a ball of flames was like a burning flame that was constantly beating.

The Batra tax officer hesitated for a moment. He looked at the legs that had become unconscious, and asked tentatively:

"What do you want to know?"

Suldak was just a little curious and didn't have any specific questions. He dropped a ball of holy light on Batra's tax collector's legs, and those swollen legs were actually deswelling and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon Batra tax collector felt as if countless steel needles were pierced into the skin of his legs.

He cried out in pain.

"Be patient, if you want to let fresh blood flow through the dry blood vessels again, you need to bear the pain."

Suldak stared intently at the ball of white light in the palm of his hand, continuously pouring it into Batra's leg.

Batra tax collector took a deep breath, covered his mouth with his hands, and tried not to shout out.

His face was flushed, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

Suldak found that the healing effect of the holy light technique on reducing swelling and blood congestion was more significant than treating sword wounds. Even if the legs seemed to be necrotic, they could heal quickly under the healing of the holy light technique.

After a while, the Batra tax officer only felt that his legs had really regained feeling, and he was lying on the bed as if he was soaked through, and he was so weak that it was difficult to speak.

But he kept staring at Suldak.

Suldak sat down on the chair again and said:

"I think what you can get access to is nothing more than the tax revenue of Dodan Town. What I want to know is the real tax revenue of Dodan Town. I have to find out who swallowed the military supplies of the city defense brigade. The warehouse What about the supplies in there?"

Batra tax officer shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice:

"There weren't many armaments and supplies in the warehouse, and they have been taken out a little bit over the years."

After speaking, he smiled wryly, and said:

"The last thing left is to deal with the last bit of appearance of the Chief of the Quartermaster."

"You are here, ready to take over the city defense brigade. It is said that you have a strong background. Marco intends to transfer away the last armaments and materials belonging to the town. After taking over the city defense brigade for so many years, he may have forgotten that the warehouse can There is nothing, but he just can’t take out the things stored in the warehouse, he just did that, and was caught by the mercenaries of the trading firm.”

"At first, I wanted to use the materials supplied by the nearest military supply department to fill this hole, but at this time... there is no time to do anything."

"The mayor was worried that he would spit out all the property he had accumulated through hard work over the years, so he ran away with the money."

Suldak felt that even if the current annual income of Wall Village should not only be more than 1000 gold coins, let alone the border town next to the World of Warcraft Forest, he asked: "Will Duodan Town only have 1000 gold coins per year?" A lot of gold coins for taxes, right?"

Batra tax officer shook his head again and said: "The actual amount may be a little more than this amount, but it is not as much as you think. The trading house is only willing to pay one-tenth of the tax payable. Many adventure groups I am used to selling Warcraft materials to trading companies."

"Marco didn't want to take you with him?" Suldak asked curiously again.

Batra glanced outside the door, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and said with a mournful face: "Let's go? Where can I go! Besides, my home is still here. Besides, although I knew it, I didn't reach out. I'm just a little tax collector."

Suldak came out of the hut.

The Batra tax collector's family rushed into the hut impatiently, and it didn't take long for a suppressed low cry to emanate from the room.

Suldak said to Mrs. Luna: "These days when the mayor is away, you will be responsible for the daily chores in the town. I think you will handle it well, right?"

"Of course I will."

Mrs. Luna stood in the reception hall of the town hall and assured Suldak.

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For Aung San these days, earth-shaking changes are taking place in Dodan Town every day, which makes him a little overwhelmed.

He walked into the cavalry battalion's garrison, and the guard at the door just nodded to him, motioning him to go in quickly, and warned in a low voice: "Go in and don't worry about it, the commander is waiting for you at the door of the small building."

The barracks were not too big, and the small building was very eye-catching. Aung San could see Suldak sitting on the steps in front of the small building at a glance.

A slanting sun shone on his face, casting a layer of golden light on his handsome face.

Although Aung San hesitated, he finally stepped out firmly.

"Commander, are you looking for me?"

Aung San saluted Surdak.

Surdak seemed to wake up from deep meditation, turned his head and said gently to Aung San:

"Uh, take me to the Invercargill Warcraft Forest tomorrow."

Aung San said briskly, "Oh, good."

The two people in front of the small building, one sat on the steps, and the other stood respectfully aside.

Suldak seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "Today I saw a young man named Latu in the city defense brigade, who looks a bit like you."

"That's my brother," Aung San admitted.

Suldak nodded, thinking of Latu's ability to repair bed crossbows, he said, "The young man is not bad, let him work hard, and I will let him stay in the guard brigade if he has a chance."

When Suldak said this, it meant that he wanted to promote Latu.

Because in the city defense brigade, only the squadron leader and above can be regarded as official positions. The other city defense guards, including the squad leader, are a group of young people who have served in the military.

Aung San glanced at Surdak and said hesitantly, "He can't be the squadron leader."

Surdak was noncommittal, turned his eyes back, looked at Aung San and asked:

"Are you familiar with Mayor Marko? I want to know something about him, good or bad."

Aung San scratched his head in some embarrassment, and explained with a wry smile: "He is the mayor of Dodan Town. Aboriginal people like me can't get in touch with him, but I know who knows him best."

"Will he tell me?" Suldak asked with a smile.

He didn't want to force others to tell the story of Mayor Marko.