The tall Krylov III sat on the soft chair like a 'throne', and his strong confidence made him like a lion king who was not angry.

He has no fluffy hair or an arrogant look, but at first glance, he gives the impression of a lion who rules the grassland!

All the big nobles have already taken their seats, plus the black dragon and the maid, and the seats in the first row are 'just right' full!

Although it is not the same as when Cervantes met him, for the black dragon, the 'taste' given to him by Krylov III is still exactly the same.

It was just his instinct, but it was also the instinct of a legendary black dragon.

Krylov III saw the black dragon and the maid sitting in the middle, and did not feel any surprise, he had the position of the leader of the sad wind and the duke of the sad wind in his hand - there was no problem even making the duke the 'grand duke' - but his confidence did not include the 'duke of the sad wind'.

"Now that the people have arrived, then I declare—"

With an aggressive gaze, the corners of Krylov III's mouth curled slightly, "The meeting begins!"

Most of the nobles sat up straight when Krylov III's voice fell, and whatever His Majesty had to say, or 'announce', at this meeting, must have been relevant to them.

Up and down the Kolo Kingdom, all the great nobles sat here, and the nine imposing nobles sat in the first row, facing the powerful 'Lion King'.

All the nobles of the royal capital sat here, trembling, and did not even dare to make any noise.

"The main body of this meeting is the development plan of the kingdom for the next ten years......" the corners of Krylov III's mouth curled, and he said slowly, "and, should the title be awarded to someone other than the mage!"

The maid raised her eyebrows and glanced at Cervantes beside her.

And so it was!

After hearing the rat adventurer's statement that day, 'His Majesty the King has asked about cleaning the sewers,' there were suddenly many similar news among the people.

And Krylov III is not talking about 'knights', but 'people other than mages', which is somewhat interesting.

If Krylov III was talking about 'knights', then at least the knightly class had done a lot for the kingdom, and many knights had died for the kingdom, even if the nobles didn't care who those knights died for, only whether they protected their property, but if it was 'knighthood bestowed on knights', at least they wouldn't gossip.

"Your Majesty, this is not in order. ”

An old nobleman stood up tremblingly with a cane, and even the people around him were a little worried about whether he would not be able to stand on his feet.

Viscount Doyle is one hundred and thirty-two years old and a staunch supporter of 'nobles are mages'.

He didn't talk much in the past, but once he touched his sensitive nerves, he would be like a hungry hyena, no matter what, he would pounce on it and bite it, and it didn't matter if it was rotting meat.

"The kingdom is a country of mages, and 'nobles are mages' is common sense, and 'can't' be changed!"

Viscount Doyle shook his head slightly, and spoke slowly, but his words were so categorical.

Krylov III's face remained unchanged, and his index finger tapped the armrest, "After this matter, let's talk about the 'kingdom's development plan for the next ten years', which is more important." ”

The monarch's words were beyond doubt, and Viscount Doyle sighed slightly and sat down tremblingly.

Krylov III just sat there, obviously not making any movements, but as if he were showing off his might, and in the light of the light, his blonde hair was like a shining flowing light, 'stinging' the eyes of many people.

There was silence in the room, and Krylov III spoke: "The first item of the meeting, as we all know, is the question of our food. ”

When Krylov III said this, some of the local nobles with real power shrank their heads.

Their territory is barren, and even if it is not barren, they know the taxes they pay.

For them, starving to death a few poor people is nothing, after all, it is also their 'property', how can they not do it?

But every time they are criticized in Congress, even though they didn't care about it before, this time it's clearly different.

Krylov III seems to be ready to go toe-to-toe with the local nobles, and the royalist nobles will naturally have nothing to do, but they are different.

While the nobles sat on pins and needles, Krylov III continued: "In terms of agricultural production, our kingdom is the most advanced, if not the most efficient. However, I have received information that in recent years, when there was no drought, no locust plague, and no rat infestation, many civilians still starved to death. Viscount Benoit, Marquis of Etitisia, Count Sidney, I hope you will give me an explanation!"

Persimmon picks and pinches softly, these nobles, even the 'marquis', are only at the middle level in strength among many nobles, not up or down, mediocre.

It's not that the family is not doing well, it's just that they're not fit to be a lord!

The few nobles who were named by name seemed to be placed in a stove, and they were also sweating profusely in this cool council room.

Several nobles stood up with trembling bodies, constantly wiping their sweaty hands with handkerchiefs, and they didn't dare to wipe the sweat on their foreheads and necks, because they could feel that almost all the nobles in the audience were watching them, except for the big nobles in the first row.

There was mockery in his eyes...... Although a few nobles didn't see it, they themselves felt that it should be like this!

No one whispered, there was no sound in the room, and they didn't seem to hear anything but their own breathing, which was getting heavier and heavier.

"Your Majesty, this ......" Viscount Benoit made a bitter face, knocked on the other two marquis and earls, and said in a slurred voice: "It's not that we haven't worked hard enough, it's really a barren territory...... There are forests, swamps, volcanoes and rocky lands in the territory, and the cultivated farmland is not enough to support the people in the territory, and in order to solve the problem of food and clothing for most people, the nutrients in the land will be reduced after planting every year, and it is necessary to fallow, but there is not much land in our territory that can be used as farmland, so ......"

Viscount Benoit was vague in his words, nothing if it had been in the past, but he had apparently forgotten what time it was.

If you want to please a marquis and an earl, and you want to shirk your responsibilities, there is nothing so cheap in this world!

"Is it, except for Viscount Benoit, the same is true of the other two?" asked Krylov III faintly, and from his face there was nothing wrong with it.

"Uh......" In an instant, his mind was full of emotion, and after a moment's hesitation, the Marquis of Etisia nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty......"

Then all eyes fell on Count Sidney.

Count Sidney took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry! It's all because the taxes I set are too high, and the Sidney family's territory is not barren, it's all because of my greed, I'll change it as soon as I go back!"

"Hmm. Krylov III nodded, and suddenly asked, "Do any of you remember the Law of the Kingdom?"

Who remembers? Of course not many people do!

However, if anyone remembers, they will find that Krylov III is waiting here!

"Count Sidney, a fine of five thousand gold coins shall be used to buy food and distribute relief food. A cold light flashed in Krylov III's eyes, "Viscount Benoit, Marquis Etitisia, demote!"

Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar!

The Baron Benoit and the Count of Eticia turned pale, and their legs went limp, as if they had been pulled out of their bones, and they fell limply in their chairs.

Baron Benoit looked at the ground with empty eyes, but Count Etisia suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I was wrong, everything is because of my greed! The taxes I set are too high, so that the common people can't have enough to eat! It's all my fault, my fault, Your Majesty!"

Krylov III shook his head and sighed: "You are not wrong here, you are just wrong in treating the laws of the kingdom as a blank piece of paper!

'Article 137 of the Law of the Kingdom - If a commoner starves to death due to the problem of the lord, the lord shall not shirk his responsibility, otherwise he will be demoted and deprived of his territory!' explained the maid to the black dragon in the [secret language].

Most mages and nobles don't care much about the lives and deaths of commoners, and if this kind of thing can be written into the "Kingdom Law", the Kingdom of Kolo is already considered good.

Krylov III looked indifferently at Count Etitisia weeping bitterly, and did not react.

"The meeting continues!" he said indifferently.