"Tiberius, I don't quite understand what you're saying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Meng Fan looked at the brown-haired man sitting in front of him with a puzzled face.

"Lord Claude, aren't there some rich nobles in your territory?" Tiberius curled the corners of his mouth, "Although the Bretan army captured Blackstone City not long ago, because this army was in a hurry to rush to the defense line of Fanxin Lake in the south, it did not loot the inhabitants of Blackstone City, and the wealth of the nobles and wealthy merchants in Blackstone City was not lost. ”

"Tiberius, the wealth of the nobles is not my wealth. Meng Fan spoke, "That's right, Lord Claude, the money belongs to the nobles, but, Lord Claude, you are the lord of Black Rock City, can't you borrow some money from your lords?" Tiberius accentuated his tone on the borrowed word.

"Tiberius, the power of the lord is not unlimited, and the laws of the Kingdom of Gilgias do not allow the lord to demand money from the people other than the taxes due. Meng Fan picked up the teacup and said slowly.

"The law doesn't allow it, and there are other means that can be used. Tibi narrowed his small eyes, "Other means?" Meng Fan looked at the brown-haired man in front of him.

"Lord Claude, Blackstone City is your territory, and the people are like the cattle and sheep you shepherd, if some of the cattle and sheep grow fat and strong, what should the rancher do?"

After listening to Tiberius's words, Meng Fan put down the teacup in his hand, "Tiberius, people can't be compared with cows and sheep." Meng Fan said softly.

"Of course, Lord Claude, I'm just making an analogy, but Lord Claude, if you can really get their property from these noble and wealthy merchants, then the trouble you are facing now will be solved. Tiberius leaned forward.

"Acquire their property?" Meng Fan stared at Tiberius in front of him, "Lord Claude, if my estimation is correct, the richest nobleman in Blackstone City, he has at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins..." Tiberius said as he drew a circle with his finger on the table.

"Hundreds of thousands of gold coins..." Meng Fan's pupils contracted, and he lowered his head and thought for a moment, "Tiberius, what I lack most now is gold coins, I understand what you want to say." Meng Fan stared at the brown-haired and yellow-headed man in front of him, "But... Tiberius, I want to acquire the property of these nobles, but I don't want the people to treat me as a greedy and cruel person, is there any good way?"

"Of course, Lord Claude, you don't need to take the initiative to seize the property of these nobles, you just need to use some means to stimulate these people, they will definitely attack you for the wealth they have accumulated over the years, and at that time, Lord Claude, you will be able to wipe out these nobles in the name of righteousness. Tiberius said with a smile on his face.

"Tiberius, I only have 500 territorial soldiers in my hands now, and those nobles in Blackstone City have a certain amount of personal armament, in case they join forces to deal with me, then..." Meng Fan whispered.

"Lord Claude, slaughtering cattle and sheep requires a particular method, you only need to point the butcher's knife at those fat cattle and sheep, and try to appease those docile cattle and sheep, so that they cannot effectively form an alliance against you..."

After listening to Tiberius's plan, Meng Fan thought for a long time, "Tiberius, do you have a good idea to provoke those noble and wealthy merchants led by Black Rock City?" Meng Fan raised his head and asked.

"Hehe, of course, Lord Claude, I came to Blackstone City to help you solve your problems. Tiberius squinted his little eyes and laughed, looking at the brown-haired man in front of him, Meng Fan suddenly felt that Tiberius's smile was not so annoying. ――――――――――――

In a grand mansion in Blackstone City, this mansion belongs to Viscount Fils Cuya, the largest manor in Blackstone City, Fils occupies 5,000 acres of fertile land, and there are more than 300 farmers in Blackstone City who cultivate the land for Fils, and Fils also owns the largest winery in Blackstone City, and Fils can earn tens of thousands of gold coins from the land and winery every year.

At this moment, in the home of Viscount Fils, Fils Cuya sat at the same table with Baron Hebra, the owner of the Duke Comptoir, and Baron Tomman, another large estate owner in the city, and the three richest people in Blackstone City.

"Hebra, Tommen, what is the amount of tax that the lord has set for you?" said Phils Kuya, who was sitting above, with a gloomy face. "My trading house is three thousand gold coins a year. Baron Hebra, the owner of the Duke firm, wiped his forehead with a handkerchief and said.

"Lord Viscount, the lord asked me to pay a tax of two thousand gold coins at the end of this year, and it will take more than half a year for my manor to earn two thousand gold coins. Baron Tomman said with a bitter face.

"Lord Viscount, how much does the lord ask you to pay each year?" asked Herbra in a whisper as he looked at Firs, and after a moment of silence, "five thousand gold coins." Fils spat out a few words.

Herbra and Tommen's eyes widened, "The amount of tax the lord has set for us is almost half a year's income..." Tomman whispered.

"It's not fair, no lord has ever levied such a high tax on his subjects, even if it was the previous lord, Lord Balin, he only levied twenty percent of the tax on us. Herbra clenched his handkerchief and said in a spiked voice.

"I've heard that the lord just levied such an outrageous tax on the three of us, and the other people in the realm not only did not increase the tax, but also reduced the tax by half percent. Tomman had a look of resentment on his face.

"Lord Visral, is he resentful that we didn't help him pay for the relief of the refugees, if the lord needs money, in fact, I... can still come up with some money. Herbra whispered.

"I'm afraid it's too late to give the money to the lord now, Hebra, I went to the lord's palace to find Lord Claude, but Lord Claude not only did not see me, but asked someone to bring me a message, let me manage the manor and the winery, and remember to prepare the tax due by the end of this year. Fils, who was sitting above, said coldly.

"Ah!" said Herbala, so startled that the handkerchief in his hand almost fell to the ground, "it seems that Master Claude is trying to force us to death." Tomman spoke, and the three people seated in the room fell silent.

After a long time, "Hebera, Tomman, since the lord won't give us a way to live, then we..." Fils looked up at the two nobles in front of him, "Fils-sama, murdering the lord... Herbra kept wiping the sweat from his face with a handkerchief.

"Hebra, are you willing to pay half of your annual income as your lord asks?" Firth stared at the fat man sitting in front of him.

At the thought of having to pay three thousand gold coins a year, Herbra stopped talking, "Lord Viscount, since the lord is so unkind, then I support you, Lord Viscount, and we will take this Claude Kuru together..."

"What about you, Herbras?" Phils turned his gaze to the boss of Duke Comptoir, who looked at Tomman beside him, then at Phils, and finally nodded.

"Alright, that's it, let's work together to get rid of Claude Kuru..." Fils said, picking up the teacup on the table, "Lord Viscount, are you sure you can kill Claude quietly?" asked Herbra nervously as she clenched her handkerchief.

"I heard that Claude will go to Cowhill Town in the east of Blackstone City in a few days to inspect, now he only has 500 territory soldiers in his hands, most of these territory soldiers are maintaining order in the city, and there should only be dozens of soldiers to escort Claude to Cowhill Town, Hebera, Tomman, you gather all the capable people in your hands and hand them over to me, and I will let Carson do this. Fils said. Carson is Phils' personal bodyguard, and Carson, who has a beginner's fighting spirit, has good combat ability.