Jacob's head was carried by a wooden pole and stuck outside the door of the casino, which was once the liveliest place in town, but now it is empty.

Overnight, the power in the town changed subversively, leaving many people who were waiting to see the excitement stunned, but then they felt a sense of oppression.

There were only a few people in the whole church, but these few people actually killed Jacob and his minions, not a few, but a dozen. But these people are now piled up outside the door of the casino and smell of it, and the wild dogs in the town have run to settle near the casino, and their dry fur has been oily and slippery after being moistened by the feast.

Kimir left with the money and title deeds from the casino as soon as he received the news, he was not a combatant, and there was no need to risk staying. What's more, he didn't do anything wrong, it was Jacob who did wrong, and it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't have a burden at all when he left.

Early the next morning, Rosie arrived alone outside the town's police office.

The magistrate's office was the most basic institution of the Tuhlman Empire's ruling system, and each magistrate had two to five magistrates, who only had the power to arrest, but not the power of interrogation and trial. Once a case has occurred, the sheriff must solve the case, arrest the offender, and then send him to the nearest magistrate's office for interrogation and trial.

This practice prevents the power of the sheriff from covering the sky with one hand, and avoids the power of the sheriff from being too powerful in places such as villages and towns, the basic units of the state.

Interestingly, there is another institution that is more powerful than the sheriff, and that is the Imperial Tax Collector.

Every village has a tax collector, and these tax collectors generally do not live in the local area, but live in a more comfortable city. They only rush to the local area when taxes need to be collected. The seemingly inconspicuous tax officer has powers that no sheriff has, such as the most direct trial of the tax officer, and even the direct killing of the tax officer when necessary.

The sheriff and the tax collector make up the two major forces at the grassroots level of the empire, and in Greentown, the sheriff and the tax collector are the two major forces besides the casino.

The results of yesterday's battle were so shocking that the sheriff was very troubled by whether to report the gang fight or how to deal with a sudden outbreak of religious institutions like the church.

Two hundred and seventy years ago, the empire enacted a series of laws, including one that required the magistrates to monitor and control the local church institutions and prevent the resurgence of church power.

After so many years, many people don't take this one to heart. The Church is no longer the powerful force it once had with hundreds of thousands of soldiers, it has been lost in the long river of history, and only the old and young are left to survive.

Through the wooden shutters, I saw Rossi standing outside the gate, wearing a moon-white cloak and a low brow. The corner of Sheriff Carman's eyes twitched.

Yesterday morning he heard that Jacob had been slaughtered by the church, and he laughed out loud and said that the joke was good and creative. But when he ran outside the casino with the crowd and saw Jacob's head swaying in the wind, and the piles of corpses like small bags torn everywhere by wild dogs, the sheriff who had caught petty thieves chilled and felt fear for the first time.

As soon as he returned to the police station, he planned to report the matter to the garrison of Lyme City, so that the garrison could send someone to arrest and kill the horrible priests. But his colleague stopped him and told him to wait.

Wait, wait, wait for Rosie.

Carman was a little uneasy when he welcomed Rosie into the police station, and it is said that the young man had cut off Yagerman's head with his own hands yesterday and stuck it in a wooden pole. He couldn't imagine that a fierce guy like Jacob had been completely cleaned up by this young man.

Carman took two crystal glasses and placed them on the table, pouring the rum from Lyme City, the amber liquid tumbling in the crystal cups and foaming a little, and finally becoming quiet, with some unfiltered sediment at the bottom of the glass. Carman placed a crystal cup on the other side of the table, suddenly stunned for a moment, and patted his head, "Look at me, the priests don't drink. ”

Apologetic and nervous, he reached out to withdraw the rum-filled crystal glass, but Rosie held it down first. He looked directly at Kaman, picked up the cup, and took a sip.

"Nice wine, won't you invite me to sit down?", Rosie asked with a smile.

Carman's mind was no longer able to turn around, didn't the priest not drink? Or was he mistaken? He didn't have time to think about it, and stretched out his hand to invite Rossi to sit down, "Please be seated, Priest Rosie." ”

Rosie raised his hand slightly, "Auxiliary." Then sat down.

After the two of them sat down, Carman did not know how to speak, but Rossi said, "Dear Sheriff, Mr. Carman, yesterday the church was attacked by the thug Jacob and the thugs led by him, and we fought hard to defeat these thugs and shoot them to death. I think I should explain this to you personally, after all, you are the real official in the town. ”

Rosie's compliment made Carman a lot easier, people are animals who like to be respected, Rosie gave him face, and he gladly accepted it. He nodded reservedly, "That's true, it's basically the same as what I know." Everything you and the church have done, I will report it to the security team truthfully. It's not been a day or two since Jacob has been tyrannical in Greene, and many people are deeply troubled and oppressed by him, and what you and the church are doing is righteous. ”

He was a little confused, "So what are you here for today?"

Rosie took out a form from his bosom and put it on the table, pressed it with his index finger, and gently pushed it towards Kaman, "This is the information of the personnel of the church stationed in Grimm Town, although we are religious, but I have always believed that the church should obey the leadership of the empire, after all, we are all Tuormans." ”

Kaman laughed a few times, but then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The Church's disobedience is not a matter of a day or two, and the Church, which has been above the imperial power for thousands of years, has always been a representative of detachment, and even today, the Church is still outside the rule of the Empire. In a way, the Church and the Empire were opposites. If it weren't for the influence and brutal suppression and blows of the Church in the end of the Dharma era, I am afraid that it is difficult to say who has the final say in this empire now.

What Rossi did today made Carman suddenly realize that something big had exploded in his hands, and that was that the church had bowed its head.

He didn't know if he should take over this document, although it only had a few simple names and some architectural materials, but it represented a compromise between a ruling regime that had been ruling for thousands of years and a power of the empire. For the Empire, this is absolutely breaking news.

He's just a small man, a sheriff in an obscure town like Greentown, not even a politician.

The white paper in front of him was as light as a feather, but he didn't dare to take it, and he couldn't take it.

Carman tore open the tightly clasped button at the neckline to let her breathe easier. He looked at Rosie hesitantly, "This...... What does this mean?"

Rosie looked unhurried, and her smile was particularly kind, "As you see, and as you think." ”

Carman almost stood up, his eyes widened at Rosie, is this going to put me on the fire for a barbecue?but at the same time he realized that this was an opportunity, an opportunity enough to get him out of this backward place, and maybe even become a nobleman, even if it was an insignificant lord, maybe a baron.

"Is that what you mean, or is that what the church means?", Carman asked a crucial question, forcing his brain to spin quickly.

"This is my idea, I am a deacon, I am raised and trusted by the Church, but I am also a Tulman, I love my country and my people deeply, and I am obliged to do something for the country I love!", Rossi's voice raised visibly, and his voice was loud, "This is my most direct loyalty to the country!"

Rosie glanced at Carman pointedly, "Why don't you pick it up and take a look at it and hand him in?"

Kaman wanted to say I didn't dare, but there was another meaning in Rossi's words, this is a big deal, he can't be the master, but he can benefit.

Carman hesitated to pick up a thin piece of paper and hold it in his hand, but he felt that it weighed more than a thousand pounds.

He exhaled lightly, "I'll go to Lyme City today." ”

Rosie laughed, picked up his glass and shook it, "Good luck!"

After he finished drinking, he stood up, "I still have to go to the tax officer, I will take my leave first, if you have any questions, you can send someone to me, I will gladly go to the appointment." ”

Looking at Rosie's back as she disappeared behind the door, Carman pondered.

And Rosie went to the tax office immediately after leaving the police office, and the two places were together.

The tax collector, Richard, was in town, and was about to collect his grain, and he had to pay a lot of this year's taxes to the Imperial Tax Authority. It's about whether he can leave this place in the next few years and go to a more prosperous city to enjoy life.

When he saw Rosie, Richard was just as surprised and slightly afraid.

As he had been treated in the police, Richard welcomed Rossi into his office and poured two glasses of wine to hide the confusion in his mind.

Rosie smiled and placed a small money bag on the table, "This is the poll tax we paid this year, I hope Mr. Richard Tax Officer will give it a tap." ”

Richard looked at the small money bag and the sound of it falling on the table, and guessed how much money was inside. He couldn't figure out what the hell Rosie was up to, and the church had never paid taxes even though it had been defeated to this day.

In history, because of the support of the Church, Tuhrman III successfully counterattacked the Great Prince and the Fourth Prince at that time, and successfully ascended to the throne. Although the royal family had been shrouded in the shadow of the Church of Light at that time, the emperor was the emperor after all. In gratitude for all that the Church has done, he wrote the law that the Church never pays taxes in the Imperial Code, and it is enforced to this day.

In any case, today's royalty is descended from Turman III, and they need to respect the rules laid down by their ancestors.

And what Rossi did today made Richard smell something unusual.