Horror: My Charms Only Work On Big Women

Fanny burst out laughing, and the waves trembled wildly, which was very eye-catching.

"My lord, I also read the account book. The Freemasonry should still make money. No wonder he is angry."

Ma Jun pouted.

"I'm just telling the truth."

"It's not like I didn't do nothing along the way, I've already learned about the celestial situation of the Starry Empire.

"According to the information I got, the Starry Empire now has a total of about 260 barons, and the size of each baron's territory varies."

"In his own territory, taxes are handed over layer by layer. Our king of the north, Hora, earns about 80,000 to 140,000 gold coins a year."

"Looking at it this way, the income of the Freemasonry is no more than 10,000 gold coins a year."

"The benevolent Emperor Hora, the tax collected from mercenary organizations like them is only 50%, and they can only pay five thousand gold at most.

Ma Jun didn't say what happened next.

Five thousand gold coins are just a drop in the bucket to him, and he won't even take a look at them.

In his luggage alone, there is a full half a million gold coins.

What's more, there is also the wealth grabbed from Sogel. 15 The accumulation of the Sogel family for hundreds of years has all been in the hands of Ma Jun. If they are all sold and exchanged for gold coins, it may cost hundreds of thousands.

In terms of wealth alone, perhaps even Hora, the king of the North, cannot underestimate Ma Jun.

Fanny listened to Ma Jun's analysis, with admiration in her eyes.

"My lord, you are not only powerful, but Yuanran is also so smart.

"However, for you, a few thousand gold coins are nothing, but for the entire kingdom, a few thousand gold coins are a huge sum of money."

"Even in the royal city where there are the most rich people, those with an annual income of 200 to 1,000 gold coins are considered rich."

"They often bid for various public positions in the royal city as a means of showing favor to the nobles."

"It is written in Twilight Town's ledger that the grain tax was 30 gold coins last year, while other taxes were as high as 500 gold coins.

"Five hundred gold coins can provide equipment costs for a hundred heavy cavalry!"

"And five thousand gold coins can support all the expenses of five hundred heavy cavalry."

"Coupled with the strength of Lanscote's rumored great swordsman, my lord...you must not be underestimated!"

After Fanny's suggestion, Ma Jun couldn't help but look sideways.

Regardless of Fanny's calculations, it may be a routine operation in modern society, but on this continent, she is an out-and-out talent.

Most of the people here don't even understand addition and subtraction within ten.

For example, Deirdre, listening to the communication between Ma Jun and Fanny, her eyes were completely dull.

It's as if the brain has shut down.

With Fanny's talent and knowledge, even without the identity of a witch, she can still be a qualified assistant.

What's more, Fanny also has a pair of natural and unique huge capital.

Ma Jun felt that he had really found a treasure.

Sogel...good guy!

Ma Jun nodded approvingly.

"Well said."

Fanny was praised by Ma Jun, and she immediately showed a bit of joy on her face.

She has chosen to serve Ma Jun wholeheartedly, and has been praised by those who care about her, and she is happier than others with a hundred sentences.

"Freemasonry...hehe, don't worry too much."

"No matter how powerful Lanscote is, he is only a great swordsman."

"Compared to Sogel, how is his strength?"

Fanny was startled, and then she realized.

yes!

Sogel's strength should far exceed that of a great swordsman. Fanny's own big brothers had the strength of a swordsman, but they still died tragically in Sogel's hands.

There is no chance of resistance.

But Sogel, who was so powerful, was blocked by Ma Jun with a sword.

The Great Sword Master is really nothing in front of Ma Jun.

Fanny said sincerely: "It seems that adults really don't need to be afraid of Freemasons.

"I'm afraid that Lanscote still has a backstage."

Ma Jun was noncommittal.

The great sword master is not worthy of his sword at all, and his strength is not weaker than that of the sword hero Sogel, and Ma Jun only swung a sword aura.

No matter how strong Lanscote's background strength is, it is nothing more than a sword.

Ma Jun has been promoted to the third level of the psychic sword code, coupled with the accumulation of sword courage and star gallop, when the ghosts and gods uselessly get out of their sheaths, they will definitely shake the world!

boom!

Lanscot kicked the chair over.

After returning to his territory, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and cursed again and again.

"This Ma Jun is really ignorant of flattery!"

"How dare you insult me ​​like this, I must make him pay the price!"

The entourage also echoed: "Yes, my lord, he is too much."

"How dare he ask for taxes from our Masonic Society? Where did he get the guts to put so much money in his hands? How dare he, a little baron, put it in his pocket!"

"snort!"

Lanscote snorted coldly: "He may feel that his baron can act recklessly in Twilight Town like other places.

"I have to make him understand that here... a little baron is nothing!"

"What's more, he doesn't even have an accompanying knight."

"When the next demon tide comes, I will definitely let him die without a place to bury him!"

"However... before that, I have to charge some interest first.

The follower's face changed slightly: "My lord, what do you mean..."

"come over."

Lanscote called his entourage to his side and whispered. 387

"Go find Old Will and tell him that no one is allowed to work for the lord!"

"I don't believe that with his people, he can still build his castle?"

"Hmph, if you dare to offend me, just live in his half-finished castle for the rest of your life!"

The follower hesitated.

"My lord, Old Will may not be so persuasive, his bones have always been very hard..."

"Fool!"

Lanscout scolded: "You won't give him a promise, just say...give them two tin coins a day.

"They don't have to do anything, and they can get the same wages as longbowmen, and they will definitely agree.

The entourage was full of astonishment: "Two tin coins?"

"This... isn't it too much, two tin coins can buy a roast leg of lamb.

"You are a fool!"

Lanscote scolded: "Whoever asked you to really give it, just promise them verbally, and then say that you never said it, that's fine."

"But..."

"But what, go!"

Lanscote frowned: "Those poor people, do they still want to turn the world upside down?"

"If I don't give them food, what else can they do? They really count on growing that little wheat for a living. When the tide of magic comes, they will all die!"

The entourage immediately bent down.

"Yes, my lord!".