Volume 1 The Crooked Tech Tree Chapter 66 Taxes still have to be paid

Obsidian polished floor tiles, dark Victorian-style solid wood furniture with mysterious blood red patterns, and delicately carved office desks neatly placed delicate stationery that is worth a lot of money at first glance.

Behind the desk, a portrait of a black-haired boy dressed in a white classical aristocratic dress hangs on the whitewashed wall with polished sand spar powder.

This young man is heroic and straight, with fair skin, scarlet lips, a towering nose, and eyes as bright as obsidian.

The eyes seemed to be staring at him, and Beta quickly turned his head to avoid the eyes of the portrait, and sat side-by-side on the side of the desk on the chair for the visitor.

His hands rested uneasily on his knees, and he could feel his deformed palms oozing sweat.

And the tea and refreshments on the coffee table in front of him, he didn't move at all.

This portrait technique is extremely artistic, vivid and realistic, as if endowed with magical powers, this is definitely a painting by the hand of a master, and it is a work from the early days of the Great Voyage.

Oh my God, what am I afraid of? It's nothing more than a painting! Beta hurriedly comforted herself in her heart.

Squeak, Duang! Cuckoo, cuckoo, twelve o'clock sharp.

On top of a mechanical wall clock in the shape of a hideous castle hanging on the wall, a mechanism suddenly opened, and a demonic villain with huge bat-wings popped out of it, making a strange cuckoo voice while telling the time in the language of the ancient devil.

Beta seems to be frightened! I don't know if it's an illusion, since the return of the rumored new owner, this castle, which originally seemed to him to be no different from the buildings left over from the Great Voyage elsewhere, has become strange and vivid.

"Damn, it's a mechanical clock!" Beta slapped herself her chest, comforting herself.

Just as he relaxed and looked at the delicate woodcarved wall clock again, the woodcarved villain who should have retracted into the clock when he finished the report turned to his side at some point!

Eye contact! Although Beta himself felt a little ridiculous, he felt exactly that now.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the wooden figure to return to its original posture and was brought back to the wall clock by the mechanism, and the original opening bracket of the wall clock was also closed.

Uncanny! It's so weird!

This reminded him of the rumors that this legendary castle has been passed down since ancient times.

It is said that since the third owner, the owners of this castle have almost all been believers in evil gods, and they have different personalities and races, but they undoubtedly possess unparalleled strength and cold and cruel skills.

It is said that the ninth lord of the island burned the heads of thirty-three powerful enemies to ashes with demonic flames, and mixed them with a dye made from the oil of precious mineral powder and their own corpses, and painted a portrait of an evil god that is said to be extremely expressive.

Just to please the evil gods.

It has been said that the church offered a huge bounty to destroy the painting at all costs. Some people say that this painting has been burned, some people say that this painting has disappeared into history with the death of the ninth island lord, and some people say that this painting has always been hung in the study of the lord of Blackstone Castle and has never been destroyed.

The reason for so many strange rumors may also be related to the fact that the study of this Blackstone Castle has never welcomed such normal visitors as it is today, except for the city lord's cronies and his enemies.

"Careless, no matter how young he is, he is also a Blackstone Island Master! I didn't think of it sooner. "Beta regrets it again in her heart, she shouldn't be bewitched by Vos's tricks and wade into this troubled water, what kind of tax does her good Fira tax collector collect on Blackstone Island? There's a bright collar in the middle.

Although due to the fact that the Maith tribe, which is dependent on the Pigo tribe, has gradually decreased in number in recent years, the jurisdiction of the Bright Leader has become more and more inadequate, and the Wolf family, which is also the main battle race, has taken the opportunity to rise strongly, whether in the army or in the locality, and has begun to encroach on the corners of the power of this old neighbor and old opponent year by year, with the meaning of replacing it, and all aspects must be involved.

Maybe it's too much to take this Black Rock Island for granted, and treat this Black Rock Island as the same force as the Bright Leader.

The island has been outside the rule of the tribe for so long, not because of the barrenness and poor living environment, as the rumors say.

There was a slight click of the doorknob being twisted not far away, and then the door to the study was pushed open from the outside.

Beta stood up like a spring and looked nervously at the young man who walked into the study.

After Lu Ye entered the door, he felt a little strange when he saw this embarrassment looking so embarrassed, but he didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded at Beta, and walked straight to the desk, slumped on his leather chair.

Shu Tan, I haven't eaten Chinese food for a long time, but the chef brought from Klein Island knows his taste. After eating, I spread out in this boss's chair and drank a cup of Qili fruit tea made by Vivian herself, which was pleasant, Lu Ye thought so.

Beta looked at the oil painting on the wall with a cautious expression, and the new owner who had just sat down under the oil painting, his eyes fluttering.

Resemble! It's like! If he hadn't been able to see that it was indeed an old painting, he would have thought that the person inside and outside the painting was the same person!

Lu Ye looked at Beta who was stunned by the wall with a nervous face with interest, thinking about the two completely different performances of the other party before and after he came back, and he wanted to laugh a little.

Thinking that it had been drying for a while, let's do it first, so Lu Ye beckoned to Beta and said, "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time, Beta, right?" I heard you're here to collect taxes? โ€

"Ah, where, where, I am really flattered to have the privilege of meeting the owner of the island in person, what kind of tax, this is absolutely nothing, hahaha." Beta squeezed out an ugly smile and stood up to her desk, beginning to deny it again and again.

Hey? Is the desire to survive so strong? Am I that scary? I'm not a wicked person, and I didn't do anything else except hang him for a while... Lu Ye thought strangely.

"Emmm, Mr. Beta, you don't have to be so nervous, what do you say about the tax, you still have to pay it." Lu Ye looked at the beta standing at the desk with a kind face.

"Not really, really." Beta's face showed a hint of joy, and she quickly continued to deny it.

"Why don't you want to pay taxes? No matter what you do, you need to pay taxes, didn't you see the sign when you entered the island? โ€

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