Viscount Tielberg has been a little upset recently.

The Tiel family uses iron thorns as their clan emblem, and has only a few decades of history. Among a group of nobles, they are newcomers who have just entered the circle.

However, relying on following the Conquering King Rongma for half his life and making many contributions, the father of the contemporary Tielberg Viscount, an original groom, achieved the legend of the general, was generously enthroned by the Conquering King, and rewarded him with the Tielberg and a piece of territory along the coast, and obtained the high position of the Viscount.

The old groom immediately burst into tears and swore that the entire family and its descendants would always be loyal to the Conqueror King and shed the last drop of blood for him.

But after the new Viscount Tielberg succeeded him, he discovered an obvious disadvantage of his territory.

Poor! So poor!

Because they are close to the sea, even if the fiefs obtained are larger than ordinary viscounts, most of them are saline-alkali land that cannot be cultivated, and it is difficult to get harvest.

And how many fishermen in fishing villages?

The liquidity is too strong. In addition to forcibly collecting a tax when they sell fish, they can't even collect the usual cap tax. After all, their belongings are on the boat, so they are really in a hurry, so they drive the boat and leave. Viscount Tielberg has no good idea except staring at him.

Of course, even so, he had no intention of giving up this territory and rights at all.

In order to compete for this property, he and his two half-brothers broke the heads. Now they almost became enemies who were about to be red-eyed when they met.

He only wants to do one thing, collect taxes! Collect more taxes and then invest in the business of the royal capital!

The entire Ser continent has been peaceful for fifty years, and the prosperity produced is unimaginable to the people who lived here before.

Anyway, after going to the capital once, this Viscount Tielberg was completely shocked by the prosperity there and the land price that was valuable in every inch of land.

Although he looks like a rich man in the countryside, he will be completely poor after going to the capital!

This sense of gap actually further stimulated his desire to work hard.

When can you buy a luxury house on the Conqueror Avenue in the Kingdom? Every day when you open the door, you can see the Blue Castle. The palace where His Majesty lives is located. That can be considered as the glorious ancestor?

Unfortunately, Viscount Tielberg knew that he was still far from this ideal.

"Master Viscount!"

At this time, wearing a tuxedo, her silver-white hair was meticulously combed. The old housekeeper with a bow tie on the collar quickly came and greeted gracefully: "Bissar Melk asked for a visit!"

"Bike Melk?"

Viscount Tielberg muttered: "Are these charlatans here to raise funds again? Oh my God, I was already slaughtered by them during the New Year celebration, but I still didn't let me go..."

"As far as I observe, the Bishop doesn't seem to be for this matter!"

The housekeeper answered seriously.

"That's good, please ask him to the living room!"

Hearing that his wallet was not needed to bleed, Lord Viscount immediately replied happily.

"OK!"

The housekeeper smiled bitterly and turned around and left.

Not long after, in the living room, Viscount Tielberg met Bishop Mekel.

He is a middle-aged man with a solemn face. His carefully sewn robe is meticulous, and the gold thread embroidered on his underwear can be seen.

"Bissary Melk! I wonder what you are looking for me today?"

The housekeeper brought two cups of black tea and then said with a wink. Viscount Tielberg exchanged a few greetings before finally getting to the point.

"Our church, in your territory, has found pagans!"

Bishop Melk is serious and authentic.

"Pagan? This is impossible. Among my people, there will be no evil god believers and devil worshipers!"

Viscount Tielberg immediately said sternly, and the eyes of Bishop Melk were also a little resistance and malice: 'Do you know what era this old antique is?'

Since the Conquering King revised the doctrine and let God belong to God and man belong to man, the influence of the church on the secular world has been decreasing day by day, almost a trend of mountains and rivers falling day by day.

This naturally caused a lot of old-fashioned heartbrokenness. The so-called search for heresy is a negative confrontation they created.

However, even though the heresy was confirmed, because the church did not have the power to enforce the law, it was still necessary to ask Viscount Tielberg, the landlord.

And Lord Viscount has already regarded Bishop Melk as a blackmailer.

After all, this matter is also a scandal for the lord. If it spreads, it will be unfavorable to his reputation, especially when he has just inherited the title and has two brothers eyeing him.

"Conquer the people?"

Bishop Melk was stunned and then smiled: "Master Viscount, I think you misunderstood. Those pagans are not your leaders, but a group of devil believers who are riding in giant ships and coming from hell!"

"Devil believers?"

Lord Viscount suspected that it was just a group of ordinary maritime merchants, and was slandered for not giving enough money to the Bishop.

"Yes, the devil's believer!"

This time, Bishop Melk answered firmly: "Because the color of their hair and pupils is pure darkness... the color of the devil!"

"All right!"

Lord Viscount shrugged.

In this countryside, he had some knowledge, so he naturally knew that the races in the kingdom were not the same, but had subtle differences.

For example, the pupils are colored, burgundy, sky blue, and even silvery white. The storm warriors at the Storm Corner are famous for their blood-red pupils, which is said to be the influence of their berserker bloodline.

However, in the entire kingdom, I have never heard of a person with pure black hair color and pupils.

Just imagine, Lord Viscount couldn't help but feel shocked.

"And... they entered your territory illegally and have not paid you tariffs!"

Bishop Melk naturally knew what kind of person this Viscount was, and immediately grasped the key: "Without the consent of your master, they would use gold and silver to tempt your subordinates privately, trade with them without paying a copper coin tax!"

"That's right!"

When he heard the words "Gold, silver, and other words", Lord Viscount's breathing became a little heavier: "These maritime merchants... no, pagans! Are they very rich?"

"This is for sure!"

Bishop Melk replied without hesitation: "They are driving a large ship, about three floors!"

"A three-story ship? That's almost the standard of an Imperial warship, right?"

Viscount Tielberg recalled the shock of seeing the warship in Emerald Port, and a greed emerged in his heart and continued to spread.

...

At this time, the treasure ship that was being discussed by the Viscount and the Bishop was moored outside a small fishing village.

Captain Zhang Fan was looking at everything about this new continent with curious eyes:

Low, dilapidated fishing village.

The fisherman in ragged clothes and frosty faces, and the children who were almost unclothed and ran around in the mud bare body...

"Ah... it's so difficult for people to live. Even the most devastating fishermen on our coastal coast will have much better life than them, right?"

After a long time, Zhang Fan sighed leisurely.

"Sir, the information has been collected almost all."

At this time, one of his subordinates smiled and sprinkled a handful of candy, then escaped from the bare-butt fishermen and children and came up to report the situation.

"This place is called the Continent of Thur, and is said to be ruled by an extremely powerful king, the immortal, the blue dragon, and William Wallace."

"This country has a feudal system, and there are sixth-class titles of Duke, Marquis, Bozi, and male knights, all of which are actually titled..."

"The area is vast and can be roughly divided into five pieces, centered on the Fengying Plain..."

...

"Levels of sealing and undermining each other?"

After some information was explained, the magician next to him smiled: "In this way, are you not afraid of the separatist disaster of the vassal states? The empire abolished the real title eight hundred years ago, and only the salary and principal amount of the fief income is equivalent to... Only in this way can the local power be collected and the tail cannot be lost!"

"Is there any person in the world?"

Zhang Fan didn't care about this: "I heard that Western countries also seem to be practicing this method. It seems that this continent is still our world..."

He still had a little thought of going home, so he naturally didn't want to just wander in another world like this.

After all, apart from those immortal wizards with great powers, there are very few masters who can travel to another world.

Once you are wandering in another world, the hope of going back will be really slim.

Speaking of this, the magician's expression became puzzled: "Sir, I have other discoveries."

"I have watched the star constellations at night these days. Although I have discovered many strange Hoshinos, there are also a few of them, which are very familiar to the twenty-eight constellations and the zodiac star palace... In addition, the few low-level priests on the ship, especially the Master Zhu of Mazu, can also sense the power of the goddess. All of this shows that we are still in the original world, but it seems that there are changes again..."

He touched his forehead, obviously very distressed.

After all, the promotion of the universe, the expansion of the world, etc., is too profound knowledge for him.

Want to understand these? Go back and study hard for a hundred years, and then upgrade to Golden Immortal first!

"Although this place is barren, there seem to be some business opportunities... Let's take a few days off, replenish the food and water, and then walk along the coastline..."

As Zhang Fan said, a trace of mystery appeared in his eyes: "I can't say that, you can also go to the Fengying Plain to see the style of the Conqueror King!"

"Hmm? Sir, you want to..."

The savage rolled his eyes, as if he had guessed something.

"good!"

Zhang Fan smiled proudly: "Those barbarians in foreign countries have pretended to be envoys and made excuses to pay tribute, and took advantage of the boss from the empire... Some even went on and over again and again, and were insatiable. Today, we will give to the other person with the same way. How about it?"

In this era, there are actually no good people who dare to go out to sea to make a living.
Chapter completed!