534 Cut through the mess with a quick knife
But any soldier, as long as he is motivated, who does not have a dream of becoming a general.
It's just that Princess Celestia prefers to treat them as direct killer troops, and likes them to protect their castle.
Roland's idea is different.
He believed that spirits and ideas could be transmitted.
The sheep led by the male master will be very brave, and in the same way, many of the generals who are loyal to the princess and the soldiers brought out will gradually become loyal to the princess.
Of course, there must be a premise for this, the general's thinking will not change, and the status and identity of people will change, and the thinking will also slowly change, which is an uncertain factor.
No one dares to guarantee someone's eternal loyalty to someone.
It's just that Roland doesn't need a general to be loyal to the eldest princess for a lifetime, as long as there are a few years.
A few years, as long as the news is not leaked, it is enough for Roland to build the base of the floating city.
After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged soldier looked at Roland with a faint smile on his face, and after being silent for a while, his face struggled, and finally gradually became solemn, and said: "Of course I am willing, we are a hundred brothers, all willing." β
Roland nodded: "Then it's very simple, you guys are very strong, I can see it, so...... I don't care what method you use, as long as you don't hurt the innocent, don't let the whole city fall into chaos, and put Judson and the other five people under house arrest, although they want to kill me, but after all, they are the people promoted by the eldest princess before, so they have to save face for her. β
"I see." The middle-aged man's eyes were bright, and there was a raging flame of ambition burning inside: "What about after they are under house arrest?" β
"Still use me to teach?" Roland said as a matter of course: "Of course, it is to receive their manpower, and then follow the orders of me and the eldest princess." β
The middle-aged soldier suppressed his excitement and suppressed his slightly trembling body.
He licked his lower lip, which was already a little dry, and knelt down on one knee again: "I will always be loyal to His Excellency Roland, loyal to Her Royal Highness the Celestial Princess, and this heart and feelings will not change." β
Roland nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's act, and after success, tell me your name." β
The middle-aged man's heart froze, and he understood what Roland meant: If you don't succeed, don't come back yourself.
But in fact, this is just the wrong result of the ambition's excessive brain compensation for the superior.
Roland simply didn't want to waste any more time and let them act early.
The middle-aged soldier after over-replenishing his brain, with a solemn expression and three points of nervousness, led his brothers and quickly left the castle.
It was already evening, and Roland entered the main hall of the castle, and several maids immediately brought the prepared dinner.
A few candles are lit on the long black dining table, and the castle made of giant rocks is cool during the day and especially warm at night.
After all, rocks have the property of absorbing heat during the day and releasing heat at night.
The dinner tasted good, and Roland ate a little slowly while scrolling through the forum.
After a while, the tax collector came in from outside, and there were several middle-aged men with fat bodies, who stood next to Roland, looking a little panicked.
On the way over, they saw the group of elite infantry who had been staying in the castle in action, divided into five groups, and murderously captured someone in the city.
They had also heard of this group of elite soldiers, who were all composed of master warriors, but because they had only obeyed the orders of the eldest princess all along, and had not acted for several years, and had been staying in the castle, they gradually forgot about the existence of this group of people.
After all, there is nothing threatening, who would think about it all day long.
So when this group of people moved, they were surprised to find that they had been underestimating the power of the eldest princess.
Also underestimated the determination of this parachuted down, temporary lord.
"Sit down." Roland gently pushed the dinner aside and said at the same time.
Only the tax collector carefully pulled out a chair and sat down, while the rest of the merchants remained standing.
They were big businessmen and very rich.
But in front of the aristocracy, in front of absolute power, their money does not allow their waists to stand straighter, nor can it guarantee their lives and the safety of their families.
Seeing them shaking like frightened quails, Roland didn't force them, and then said: "I didn't want to kill people here, and I didn't want to change the environment and pattern here. But some people don't want me to stay, so I have to strike first, as long as I don't oppose me, things will be easy. β
No one dared to speak, not including the tax collector, who dared not look at Roland.
The dual identity of a temporary lord and a mage brings a lot of deterrence.
"Looks like you're welcoming to me." Roland laughed at himself and continued: "Tax officer, I want to do my job well, try to collect the taxes of this city for me, and I will send more people to you." Remember, we don't collect more taxes, but we can't let others evade taxes. If someone refuses to pay, or if they dare to resist for less, you have the right to arrest them directly, and if they are too fierce and dare to resist, you can come to me, and I will support you. β
There are a lot of materials needed to build a floating city, and if you don't have stable funds to buy magic materials, the construction progress will definitely be greatly affected.
Therefore, the second thing Roland did was to ensure the steady development of tax revenue.
The tax collector nodded heavily, then wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "Yes, Lord Roland." β
"As for your ......" Roland looked at the merchants, and found that their bodies were still shaking, so he smiled and said, "Don't be so afraid, as long as you pay enough taxes, I will not embarrass you." β
As soon as these words came out, the merchants' bodies trembled even more.
Roland was stunned for a moment, and then sighed helplessly: "Sure enough, businessmen all die for money." β
He understood that this group of businessmen estimated that all taxes had been evaded, and the housekeeper invited them over, and these people themselves were already thinking about it, worrying about whether this was a Hongmen banquet, but as soon as Roland saw that they were talking about taxes, they immediately thought that they had happened, and now they said 'die for money', and they were scared that Roland was going to kill typical Liwei.
There were even two fat businessmen with extra water stains on their crotch.
"It's my first day here, and as long as you don't think I'm going to get rid of me, I won't do anything to you." Roland thought for a while and continued: "But tax evasion is a crime after all, and it can't just pass, so I decided to give us a chance, within three days, go to the tax officer, pay the tax in full, and then pay a fine of 20% of the tax." β
Roland patted the table lightly and snapped, which frightened a group of businessmen and subconsciously shrank their necks.
"That's what I decide, who's for and who's against?"
No one dared to speak out.
I don't know why, obviously Roland's last question sounded very gentle, without any negative emotions, but after listening to it, they felt that their entire backs were cold, and it seemed that a cold wind was blowing on their waist and kidneys.
Cold sweat was dripping from the ground, and my back was sore and painful, but no one dared to move.
"Good. Let's put aside the tax matter for now. β
After saying this, all the businessmen breathed a sigh of relief.
Roland put the few pieces of paper he had prepared on the table, and then the butler picked up the paper and handed one to the merchants.
"I'm a magician, and I need a lot of materials to study magic." Roland's gaze stopped on the tax collector for a moment, and said, "And you, just help me keep an eye on these magic materials, and if you find them, help me buy them back, and I will buy all the magic materials in this list at fifteen percent of the market price." It is both quantity and quality. β
Hearing that Roland was asking them to help them buy the goods, these merchants relaxed a lot.
They could now feel that Roland didn't seem to have much malice towards them, nor did he have that condescending attitude.
Feeling that they had come back from a walk in hell, these merchants naturally did not dare to stab Roland, and they all said that they would definitely help Roland find all the magic materials on this blank paper.
Asking the butler to send the merchants away, Roland said to the tax collector who was still sitting: "The money for the purchase of magic materials will be withdrawn from the taxes, but don't let this affect the development of Motasos City, and how much is the monthly tax of the territory, you have to make a list of the income and expenditure for me, understand?" β
The tax collector nodded repeatedly.
After the tax collector left, the middle-aged soldier returned, and he and the other elite soldiers easily grabbed the five military attaches and sent them to the main hall.
In the process of arrest, some troops wanted to resist when they saw that their leaders had been arrested, but they were suppressed before they could succeed.
Looking at the five military attaches who were tightly tied, Roland was quite satisfied.
These 100 elites were as strong as he imagined.
At this time, Judson's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were red, he stared at Roland and roared angrily: "Roland, you dare to do this, if I die, the royal city will definitely send someone to kill you, let me go, I will leave by myself." β
For Judson, the identity of the royal blood may be the last protective spell.
Use it and never have it again.
But it's better to be alive than to be a piece of loess.
"Send them to prison and stay there, remembering that their food must not be too bad, and they must be raised white and tender before they can be sold for money." Roland smiled: "If someone comes to ransom them, each of them will have to pay a hundred gold coins to take away, otherwise they will have to go to prison for two or three years." β
Several elite soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged away the five military attachΓ©s who had no ability to resist, and along the way, Judson's extremely angry shouts could be heard.
Roland looked at the middle-aged soldier: "Things are well done, and the speed is fast, now you can tell me the name"
"Fauci Doyle." The middle-aged man said with sincere fear.
"Fauci, take your men and completely accept the 'property' left by those five people," Roland stared at the middle-aged man's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other party's nature: "Remember, I still say the same thing, more work and more reward." β
Fauci sensed that Roland's eyes were a little scary, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with Roland.