Coulosius dozed off on the Earl's Silver Chair, and the courtiers' endless similar topics made him unable to lift his spirits at all, and Mart saw that Coulosius was about to snor on the Earl's Silver Chair, and he hurriedly motioned to the court servants to quietly sprinkle some refreshing incense behind the Earl's Silver Chair, not only because Count Coulosius needed to use this thing to lift his spirits now, but he also seemed to need it. Even though he was a hunter and had already trained his basic skills of squatting in Lucy's woodland, the pair of cheetah-like hanging eyes under the mountain's eyebrows also began to blink with the beat of Culosius hanging his head.

The servant quickly took the small gold bottle, skillfully uncorked it, frowned and poured out a few drops of light red liquid and applied it to the back of the earl's silver chair, and the departing servant was already full of tears.

A pungent aroma made Culosius suddenly open his eyes, and his whole body unconsciously swayed, as if his spirit was lifted, and Mart's eyes were also opened, and the pungent breath went from the bridge of his nose to the heart of his brain.

"Lord, if you persist a little longer, the problems of these nobles and courtiers will be solved. When the time comes, you will be able to go back to the bedroom and have a good night's sleep. Mart patted her hazel face and smiled awkwardly at Coolosius.

"My Arcana, what am I dealing with now? Are those things you just said important? Culosius widened his eyes and covered his face with a long yawn, causing Mart to yawn after him.

"It's boring. Lord, but after all, these are the things that are around the new nobles like Yafen - Yafen's business. We had to wash our ears and listen patiently to the hypnotic spells of these guys. Although I had to treat them as if they were really something. Mart froze an awkward smile on her face and stepped aside silently.

"It seems to me that you haven't done anything. You hunting leopard eyes. Culosius buckled his head a little frantically, and then looked at the man in the exaggerated pointed top hat standing in front of the courtier, and his tone sounded like a harsh interrogation of the prisoner, "Who, oh, it's you, tax collector." What did you just say? Say it. I have a lot of time. I really don't know if you have seen some aristocratic friends behind you who can't wait to talk about the next 'important thing'. ”

"I'm sorry, my lord. Because it involves some tax details, I have to talk about the last time. The tax collector's mouth grew, and sweat slipped down his cheeks.

"Actually, I'd be more interested in hearing why you didn't inform the guards first when you came in before I fell asleep, and let them sing a shout. I'm a little more interested in this thing. Tired of these old rhetoric and proposals, he had already guessed what the tax collector was going to say, "Why don't you learn from His Royal Highness the Duke's manner of dealing with the taxation of trade?" Standing still must be a very easy job. ”

"I remember the last time you suggested to us tax collectors that we needed to implement a differentiated collection of taxes at Yafen, but I think that if we did, it would naturally increase our workload, and that the gold and silver coins of the Kingdom of Lynston and the gold and silver coins of the Al Ain dynasty would be of different quality from those of the Elvenian Wood Elves, and that we would have to struggle to register our taxes if we did not collect the same proportion of duties. And even coins of the same type can vary greatly in color. The tax collector looked embarrassed, and looked at the caravan keeper, Earl Yafen, "My lord, we also have quite a lot of troubles and troubles. ”

"It's really a bitter problem, and my bitterness is here, and I remember that I've been talking about it for three months! But now you're telling me that. I have good reason to think that you tax collectors who work for me are not very good at their heads. In that case, I will enlighten you. Give me a serious listen! Culosius looked coldly at the incompetent tax collector, "I ask you, what is the difference between gold and gold, silver and silver?" ”

"Back to the Lord, gold coins are made of gold, and silver coins are made of silver." The tax collector was still at a loss for what to say.

"Oh, so you know." He was disgusted by such a reckless expropriator, and immediately exclaimed, "Now that you know the plain question, you have touched more coins than you have ever eaten bread." Wouldn't it be too much for you slackers who only know how to reach out to me for money if you spend a little more time appreciating the fineness of these coins? Are you waking me up or making me angry, if you can't do it in a month, don't lie in this position! Stand down! If you don't implement my proposal, someone else will take on your sacred duty! ”

"Yes!" The tax collector was frightened by the angry shouts of Colossius, and hurried out of the castle of Yafen.

As soon as the footsteps of the tax collectors were far away, the courtiers standing at the tail end stretched their necks, probed their brains outside the castle of Yafen, and pointed out the gate of the castle in twos and threes, and Coulosius followed these curious eyes and looked at the square outside the castle, where two knights in heraldic armor with a red horse's head escorted a farmer with a face covered with dirt was jumping off his horse at high speed and rushing straight to the castle of Yafin. The two knights seemed to be quite hasty, and the farmer who followed behind the two knights seemed a little hesitant, and he looked at the castle of Yafen with a staggering step, and only under the supervision of the two knights did he take a cautious step forward. The great contrast of identities makes the sadness on their faces surprisingly consistent.

"It's a real surprise. Two knights and a farmer from the Valley of Knights have come to my court for the first time. Cullosius was a little surprised, apparently these three uninvited people had raised a bad premonition in his heart, "What is there that can make the Knights Valley unable to handle it, and let two knights escort a farmer to Yafenburg to me?" ”

While Colosius was thinking about it, the three uninvited people had already passed the interrogation of the guards, and the two knights of the Knight's Valley walked towards him with trembling hands and feet in front of everyone's eyes, until under the steps of the earl's silver chair, the two knights threw the farmer to the ground, and the two knights stood on the left and right sides of the farmer, and then touched the chest of Colosius with one hand, "Flair Sheehan, the knight captain of the third patrol of the Knight's Valley, and Ace Sheehan, the knight of the third patrol of the knight's valley, greet the lord." ”

"Gotta greet you guys, what bad news do you seem to have brought him?" Colossius gestured in surprise to the prostrate farmer.

"Great Commander of Japhin, Guardian of the glorious House of Easttim, I am the lowly farmer Ranch Sakador, a hired farmer from Maryland Manor, a newly cultivated field outside the Knight's Valley." The prostrate farmer kissed the blanket laid on the ground, his movements and words seemed to have been trained in advance, but his hurried tone was still full of fear.

Kurosius frowned slightly, he didn't want to hear such hurried words with strong uneasiness, he pointed at the two knights and the prostrate farmer in front of him in a daze, and the rich body language made him shrug his shoulders exaggeratedly, and winked in passing.

"Is it this hired farmer who made you two stare dryly? Or is it because he is a descendant of a declining aristocratic family that leaves you helpless? Coolosius was deeply tired of the flow of his proactive conversations, but he more or less knew that the knights of the Knights Valley had always experienced the etiquette on horseback that they were proud of, even to the extreme, although most knights secretly turned the etiquette on horseback into the horse's butt.

"My lord, the farmer is nothing to the knight we are guarding your territory, and we brought him here just to explain that there has been a recent disturbance outside the pass of the Knight's Valley." The chief knight, Freil Sheehan, who was standing to the left of the farmer, saluted the Earl again, "This farmer who looks like a frightened bird is a witness to the movement, and Baron Rommings, the garrison of the Knight's Valley, has specially appointed the two of us to come and report to the lord with this 'frightened bird'.

"Oh, Captain Wu, your strong brother also makes me very worry-free." Kurosius squinted at Matt, who felt a slight chill all over her body.

"Thank you for your praise to Baron Knight's Valley, Baron Rommins heroically thwarted and suppressed the rebellion of Sikani Easttim who wanted to regain control of Knight's Valley, and killed him." Ace Sheehan, who was standing on the right side of the farmer, spoke quickly, and immediately received the 'compliment' of Coulosius without hesitation, so that the facial features of Mart beside Count Coulosius were almost willfully placed freely.

"That sounds like the only good thing a strong man can do." Kurosius snorted lightly, he didn't look at the knight captain Fryer Sheehan who saluted him, nor at the fast-talking knight Ace Sheehan, but moved his gaze to the hired farmer Ranchi Sacador who was kneeling on the ground, "The strong man has also thought of a worry-free plan for you, so I don't need you two to report to me." Because he is enough. Ranch Sacadore, lift your head up for me, and stand up and speak like the two knights. I don't like a normal person kneeling in front of my silver chair. I just love sinners kneeling before me. ”

"This" Ranchi Sacador raised his head timidly, his gaze a little glazed, and then buried his head again.

"I've spared you the damned etiquette there, and I've stood up and spoke. Otherwise, you'll be left to hell with all the damned rituals you imagined. Colossius couldn't help but resonate with his own past, the shame he had suffered in the small village on the edge of the city of Parma, which seemed to be at odds with the feelings of this humble farmer, and suddenly became angry, "I wanted the strong man to emphasize the rules of battle, but he trained me to make these two logs." ”

"When the lord calls you to get up, he will rise up and speak to me." Mart glared impatiently at the two wood-like knights of the Knights, "Let him stand up!" The lord hates normal guys like humiliated! ”

The roar of the brother of the Earl and Baron Rommins made the two knights panic immediately, and they leaned down and reached out and pulled up the prostrate farmer Ranchi Sacador who was lying on the ground, and the hired farmer looked like the prisoner they were dragging on, and the embarrassing scene made the air on the first floor of the castle almost freeze.

"If you two dare to look down on the farmers who work hard for us, I will write a letter to your strong baron, so that you two can experience their lives too!" Cullosius pointed at the knight chief Fryer and knight Ace contemptuously, and looked at Ranchi Sacador casually and kindly, "Say, Ranchi Sacadore, you just need to guarantee that what you say is absolutely true, and I also guarantee that you have the same right to speak here as my courtier and noble." As your suzerain, I naturally have an obligation to provide you with refuge. ”