Chapter 71: The Meeting Continues!
In the afternoon, the meeting resumed.
The Duke of Valho and the Marquis of Lesinger switched places and sat on the far right of the first row.
And compared to the high-spirited appearance in the morning, the current Duke of Valho was much more silent, as if he had suddenly become calm.
A person's image has a lot to do with his personality and way of doing things, just like the current Duke of Valho, who has suddenly 'grown' from a bold and arrogant uncle to a calm and reliable uncle.
However, he only became calm, but the 'flame' in his eyes still did not weaken in the slightest, and none of the great nobles were simple.
It only took Duke Valho a noon time to adjust his mentality, becoming more powerful and more 'troublesome', except for the slight fluctuation in his eyes when he looked at Cervantes, Duke Valho seemed to have really grown considerably.
Krylov III saw it and frowned, but did not say anything.
Plans can't keep up with changes, and even he doesn't have the confidence to be able to calculate everything.
He had also heard what had happened after the morning meeting had been suspended, and what he hadn't expected was that Duke Valho would be able to adjust his mentality and emotions so quickly after his conflict with Duke Sorrow, and it seemed to be even more troublesome.
But it doesn't matter!
This is just a small difficulty, and if such a small difficulty cannot be overcome, then he should not be the king.
"Now that everyone is here, let the meeting continue! Let us continue this morning's meeting on the question of the taxation of the kingdom and the taxation of the territories. ”
Krylov III raised his forehead and sighed: "I hope I only need to say this time, it is not that I want to break the oath made by my ancestors, but that the situation in the kingdom is too rotten now, I want to save this decaying country, I need your help!"
"I want our descendants to be proud of themselves no longer as noble heirs, but as a spellcaster—no longer because of their fathers, but because of their own achievements!"
"So ...... you," Krylov III said, looking around the room, "do you have any comments or suggestions on this?"
All the nobles are still silent, but this silence will not last long, even if the nobles of the local faction do not speak, the nobles of the royalist party will also speak.
Sure enough, the big nobleman of the royalist party did not speak, but a court nobleman spoke.
A nobleman of the court with the title of baron stood up and attracted everyone's attention, and he spoke: "Your Majesty, I have a suggestion. ”
The hearts of all the local nobles sank, and when they heard this, they almost understood that this was the person arranged by Krylov III!
Otherwise, he would never dare to stand up at the risk of offending the interests of all the nobles with real power!
'It's a trick!' said a sentence in the hearts of many local nobles.
They were too cautious, if they had spoken first, they would not have fallen into the current passive situation.
"Baron Rohr, you can speak boldly. Krylov III nodded and smiled.
As if with the king's encouragement, the apprehensive Baron Rohr also relaxed a little and said, "Your Majesty, I hope to be able to set a tax cap on each territory!"
Baron Rohr's words seemed to hold the hearts of all the nobles with real power, making them sweat profusely, but they didn't dare to stop it at such a time, some of them gritted their teeth, some grabbed their knees, and some of them had hideous faces, and they didn't know what they were thinking about in their hearts, but it shouldn't be a good thing.
"A nice offer. Krylov III nodded, "So, may I ask Sir Rohr, do you have any other suggestions for this?"
"A tenth-rate tax rate is high enough, but some lords seem to have set a one-eighth, or even one-seventh, tax rate, I can't imagine why there are such frustrated people!" Baron Rohr seemed to have completely let go, "So I suggest that it is enough to set the tax rate cap at the tax rate of ten taxes for each territory!"
'Kill him!'
As soon as Baron Rohr's words fell, such a sentence popped up in the hearts of some powerful nobles, and they were ready to put it into action.
"Your Majesty!"
As soon as Baron Rohr sat down, a powerful nobleman of the local faction couldn't help but stand up.
This powerful aristocrat said directly: "This is not appropriate!"
His movements were so swift that none of the nobles sitting beside him could stop him, and they all clutched their heads and groaned in pain.
"Sir Evads. Krylov III had a smile on his face, but a fierce glint in his eyes, "What is wrong with this?"
“...... Even if you are our king, you cannot do that. 'Sir Evads' eyes flickered, and he took a deep breath, and the painful moans of the nobles around him became more pronounced......
"You have violated our interests!" said Viscount Evaz categorically.
When he heard this, Cervantes laughed, he felt that this nobleman must be a traitor! Either he was an undercover agent, otherwise there should be no nobleman who was really stupid to this extent, otherwise how could he stand out among the many heirs and inherit the title?
"According to the oath made by our ancestors, if you infringe on our interests, we can also turn against us!" Viscount Evaz said, "Your Majesty, please think twice!"
"Good!"
Cervantes suddenly applauded with joy and cheered: "Well said!"
The nobles looked at the Duke of Black Dragon who turned his head in amazement, and Viscount Aihuaz's body shook, and suddenly felt a surge of power from the bottom of his heart.
He raised his head and looked directly at His Majesty the King, and his momentum was not weaker than that of Krylov III, and now he seemed to have become a great nobleman who could face the king directly!
Several of the great nobles were also taken aback by Cervantes's reaction, and now he was going to show the attitude of the Sadwind Leader?
A few people were happy and some were sad, and Krylov III, as the king, was almost unable to hold back, his fingers clenched the armrest, and the knuckles turned white and his palms ached.
But in the next moment, he saw the calm 'maid master', and immediately relaxed.
He knew very well that even if Cervantes made a statement, it would be useless, and if the chief maid did, it would be the most terrifying - because the actual controller of the Sad Wind Leader was not the black dragon, but the chief maid!
Krylov III breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, he had already begun to organize his thoughts, he didn't believe that the head maid did not have the means to control the black dragon, the black dragon listened to the head maid very much, if it wasn't for the chief maid order, it is estimated that he would not have had much reaction, after all, the black dragon was not like this this morning.
Now there are two possibilities, one is that the head maid let the black dragon go unchecked, and the other is that this matter was actually ordered by the head maid to let the black dragon do this, and the result of this is ...... Either way, it was a favorable situation for him.
The local nobles sitting in the back didn't know that the head maid didn't take a stand, maybe in their opinion, the 'Duke of Black Dragon' had already made a statement, so it meant that the sad wind leader was on the side of the local faction.
But is that really the case?
Krylov III laughed easily, and then quickly smiled again, and now was not the time to laugh.
When Cervantes turned around, Krylov III said in a deep voice: "Sir Aywards, I remember saying before, 'I wish I had to say only this once'—I would like to ask you, Sir Awards, is the life of the lord important, and is it reasonable for the lord to die because of heavy taxes?"
Viscount Evaz was dumbfounded, he looked at Krylov III in confusion, and then hurriedly looked at the great nobles of the local sect with pleading eyes......
Their figures with their backs to everyone seemed to be like an unclimbable mountain cliff, without a glimmer of light, leaving them with nothing but despair and heaviness.
At this moment, Viscount Evaz understood!
He was abandoned......
Now he has become an outcast!