Early the next morning, Seniore and the others left the hotel in a hurry.

Renard had the heart to follow to see what urgent tasks the other party was performing, but there were no griffins, so he had to give up.

The three of them rode on their horses and set out on the road again, unhurriedly towards the king.

Sol City, a city located in the southern part of Wutong County, Rose Province, was an obscure town a few years ago, but with the continuous migration of displaced people, it has developed into a large city with a population of more than 100,000 in just a few years.

King Ferdinand, fearing that these displaced people would make trouble, set up a provisional consul here and sent 5,000 royal troops to garrison it.

As a result, the city of Thor became a military powerhouse, with a standing army of 5,000 men, plus mercenaries and adventurers, and noble caravans who made a living, the city could be said to be overcrowded.

After paying the expensive entrance fee, the three of Renard successfully entered the city in front of them, which was still a large city.

Walking through the streets, your eyes are full of heavily armed sergeants and adventurers.

Most of the buildings in the city are improvised, not aesthetically pleasing, but sheltered from the wind and rain for the time being.

The few places on both sides of the road selling gemstone clothing are weapons shops, apothecaries, auction houses, material exchanges, blacksmith shops, and in the middle of nowhere, entertaining taverns, inns, and brothels.

Because of the geographical location and other reasons, the most profitable businessmen who know what to do and buy and sell are gathered here.

Walking towards the city center, at the intersection of the main road, four guilds each occupy the four corners, namely the Mercenary Guild, the Knight Guild, the Magic Guild, and the Samurai Guild.

As a state-owned enterprise, and a conglomerate, it is a matter of course to occupy the best business position.

The shouts of the sellers, the singing of wandering poets, and the neighing of war horses come and go, showing the prosperity of this place to the fullest.

Soldiers on patrol could be seen all over the streets, shouting and shouting, but they could not help but bow their heads and bow their heads in humility when they saw powerful warriors and magicians.

Renard sighed helplessly, this world is really a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.

Far from causing much trouble to the powerful warriors, the arrival of the Demon Calamity has improved their social status, and I don't know if this situation is good or bad.

At noon,

The three of them found a secluded tavern and walked in.

Even in the middle of nowhere, the tavern is still full of people looking for fun.

The arrival of the three of them did not attract anyone's attention, and they sat down in a random corner, and the waiter ran over to greet the guests.

Maybe it's been a long time since there has been such a full scene, and the chubby shopkeeper can't stop laughing.

Renard asked for some melon and fruit snacks and fruit wine, and while enjoying it slowly, he also tied his ears and listened to the chatter of the people around him, hoping to get something useful from it.

"Hey, I heard no, the day before yesterday someone found traces of demons in the west, and it seems that there are quite a few of them. "Cut! I already knew, it must have come from the other side of the Ambrizette Mountains. ”

"I really don't know what the king's army is for, but it can let the demons run into the hinterland of the kingdom, I think their commander should be removed from his post and questioned. "Yo, if you say you will be dismissed, you will be dismissed, and you will be the king." ”

While everyone was laughing and scolding, several adventurers suddenly ran in from outside the tavern with excited expressions and shouted loudly: "The latest news, Your Excellency the Archon personally led people to the northwest to investigate the situation of the demons, and just ran back from the suburbs. ”

The people around him immediately laughed when they heard this, apparently despising the cowardice of the archon.

The adventurer of good deeds stood on the table and shouted, "Cheers to our timid archon!"

Everyone raised their wine glasses high and poured the light liquor into their stomachs.

Renard felt angry and funny, angry at the cowardice and incompetence of the consuls, laughing at the fact that these people could live so dashing in the midst of disaster.

Just as everyone was laughing with their glasses, the door of the tavern was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

The loud crash immediately attracted everyone's attention, and when they looked up, two groups of heavily armed soldiers were standing at the door of the tavern, their shiny armor reflecting the cold light, plunging the otherwise noisy tavern into a dead silence.

Half a minute later, the heavy tin boots stomped on the wooden floor of the tavern, making a thumping sound that seemed to knock on everyone's hearts.

The man held the hilt of his sword, was dressed in heavy armor, and he swayed as he walked, and from the medal he wore on his chest, it was clear that this was a second lieutenant, that is, a figure of the rank of captain in the army.

Don't look at him as the lowest-ranking officer in the army,

But here, that's the existence that needs to be offered.

The officer looked around for a long time, and then shouted angrily: "Boss, where is the boss? Get out of here!"

When the tavern owner saw that the other party called him, how dare he delay the time, so he hurriedly ran over, with a smile on his face, and his expression was extremely flattering: "What does the military master command?"

Ignoring the other party's flattery, the officer said very simply and straightforwardly: "Collect taxes!"

Collecting taxes?The tavern's smile instantly stiffened when he heard this, and he stammered: "Also, do you have to pay taxes? I, I've already paid it four times this month!",

The officer was stunned for a moment, and then cleared his throat: "Four, four times is right, what kind of taxes did you pay the first four times?"

The tavern owner hurriedly snapped his fingers and said, "The first is the city cleaning tax, the second is the sewer tax, the third is the business tax, and the fourth is the food safety tax." ”

The officer opened his mouth and thought for a long time before he said: "That's right! I am collecting the urban maintenance and construction tax this time, which does not conflict with the previous four times. ”

The tavern owner felt bitter, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he carefully took out his money bag and asked, "How much will you collect this time?"

The officer twisted his fingers: "Your store is so big, let alone ten silver coins." ”

Ten silver coins?The tavernkeeper's face suddenly fell, after all, his weekly profit was only twenty silver coins.

However, he couldn't afford to offend the other party, so he had to break the fortune to avoid disaster, took out ten silver coins from his money bag and handed them over.

The officer shook the silver coin in his hand and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, you know each other very well." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the many drunkards in the tavern and shouted: "Listen to all of them, Your Excellency the Archon has decreed that from today onwards the tax on alcohol prohibition will be collected, and everyone who drinks in the tavern must pay a tax, two coppers per person." ”

Prohibition tax? Do you have to pay a tax on drinking?

The officer's words instantly angered everyone present, and the originally silent tavern suddenly shouted: "You still have to pay taxes for drinking, is the consul's brain full of?" ”

The tavern owner is afraid of each other because he wants to live here, but mercenaries and adventurers are the masters who are not afraid of heaven and earth.

The consuls dare to ridicule, how can they be afraid of a squad leader.