Mages Are Too OP

Any soldier, as long as he is motivated, has no dream of becoming a general.

It's just that the eldest princess prefers to treat them as hidden killer troops, and likes that they protect her castle.

And Roland thought differently.

He believes that spirits and ideas can be transmitted.

The sheep led by Xiongshi will be very brave. Similarly, many soldiers who are loyal to the princess will also be loyal to the princess slowly.

Of course, this has to have a premise. The general's thinking will not change, and the status and identity of the person will change, and the thinking will gradually change. This is an uncertain factor.

No one dares to keep someone forever loyal to someone.

It's just that Roland doesn't need the general to carry out the idea of ​​being loyal to the eldest princess for a lifetime, just a few years.

In a few years, as long as the news is not leaked, it is enough for Roland to build the base of the floating city.

After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged soldier looked at Roland with a faint smile on his face. After being silent for a while, his face struggled, and finally he gradually became solemn, and said, "Of course, we, one hundred brothers, are all willing. ."

Roland nodded: "That thing is very simple, you are strong, I can see it, so... I don't care what method you use, as long as you don't hurt innocent people, don't let the whole city fall into chaos, and put Judson Just wait for the five people to be placed under house arrest, although they want to kill me, they are after all the people who were selected by the eldest princess before, so they have to save her face no matter what."

"I see." The middle-aged man's eyes were bright, and there was a flaming flame called ambition: "What about after they are under house arrest?"

"Do you still use me to teach?" Roland said as a matter of course: "Of course, it is to receive their staff, and then follow the orders of me and the eldest princess."

The middle-aged soldier suppressed his excitement and suppressed his slightly trembling body.

He licked his already dry lower lip, and knelt down on one knee again: "I will always be loyal to Your Excellency Roland, to Her Royal Highness the Princess, and my heart and feelings will never change."

Roland nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go and take action. After success, tell me your name."

The middle-aged man froze, and he understood what Roland meant: If you don't succeed, don't come back yourself.

But in fact, this is just the wrong result of the ambitious person's excessive brain-filling for the superior.

Roland simply didn't want to waste any more time and let them act early.

The middle-aged soldier, who had overcompensated his mind, looked solemn and nervous, led his brothers, and quickly left the castle.

It was already evening, Roland entered the main hall of the castle, and several maids immediately brought the prepared dinner.

A few candles are lit on the long black dining table, and the castle made of giant rocks is cool during the day and especially warm at night.

After all, rocks have the property of absorbing heat during the day and releasing heat at night.

The dinner tasted good. Roland ate while browsing the forum, eating slowly.

After a while, the tax officer came in from the outside, and there were a few fat middle-aged men who stood beside Roland with panicked expressions.

On the way they came here, they saw the group of elite infantrymen who had been staying in the castle moving, divided into five groups, murderously arresting someone in the city.

They have also heard of this group of elite soldiers composed of master-level warriors, but because they have always listened to the eldest princess, and have not acted for several years, they have been staying in the castle, so gradually, they I forgot that these people existed.

There is nothing threatening after all, who would think about it all day.

So when this group of people moved, they were surprised to find that they had always underestimated the power of the eldest princess.

It also underestimated the determination of this airborne, temporary lord.

"Let's all sit." Roland gently pushed dinner aside and said at the same time.

Only the tax officer cautiously opened his chair and sat down, while the other merchants were still standing.

They are big businessmen and very rich.

But in front of the nobles, in front of absolute power, their money cannot make their backs straighter, nor can they guarantee the safety of their lives and their families.

Seeing them shaking like frightened quails, Roland didn't force them, and then said, "I'm here, and I don't want to kill people, and I don't want to change the environment and pattern here. But some people don't want me to stay, so I only have It's better to strike first, in fact, as long as you don't oppose me, things will be easy to handle."

No one dared to speak, including the tax officer, to look at Roland.

The temporary lord and the dual status of a magician brought a considerable deterrent effect.

"It seems that you are very welcome to me." Roland laughed at himself and continued: "Tax officer, I want you to do your job well, try your best to collect the tax from this city, and I will send more people. Here it is. Remember, we don’t collect more taxes, but we can’t let others evade taxes. If someone refuses to pay, or pays less, and dares to resist, you have the power to arrest them directly. If they are too aggressive, dare to resist , you can come to me, and I will support you."

There are many materials needed to build a floating city. If there is no stable capital to buy magic materials, the construction progress will definitely be greatly affected.

So Roland's second thing is to ensure the steady development of taxation.

The tax officer nodded heavily, then wiped the cold sweat on his head and said, "Yes, Your Excellency Roland."

"As for you..." Roland looked at the businessmen and found that their bodies were still shaking. He smiled and said, "Don't be so afraid, as long as you pay enough taxes, I won't embarrass you."

As soon as these words came out, the merchants' bodies trembled even more seriously.

Roland was stunned for a while, then sighed helplessly: "Sure enough, businessmen die for money."

He could see it clearly. It was estimated that all these businessmen had evaded and evaded taxes. The housekeeper invited them over. These people were already thinking about it, worrying about whether it was a Hongmen banquet this time. As a result, Roland was talking about taxation when he saw them. They all thought that something happened to him, and now he said 'die for money', scared to think that Roland was going to kill the typical Liwei.

There were even two fat businessmen with water spots on their crotch.

"I'm here on the first day. As long as you don't think about me driving me away, I won't do anything to you." Roland thought for a while and continued: "But tax evasion is illegal after all, so it can't be like that. After the past, I decided to give us a chance, within three days, go to the tax officer, pay the tax in full, and then pay a fine of 20% of the tax."

Roland patted the table lightly, and there was a loud slap, which made a group of businessmen shrink their necks subconsciously.

"That's my decision, who's in favor and who's against?"

No one dared to speak out.

I don't know why, but Roland's last question sounded very mild and did not contain any negative emotions, but after listening to them, they felt that the whole back was chilled, and it seemed that the cold wind was blowing hard on them. waist and kidney.

Cold sweat was pouring down, and the waist was sore and painful, but no one dared to move.

"Very good. The tax thing, let's put it aside for now."

After saying this, all the merchants breathed a sigh of relief.

Roland put a few sheets of paper that he had prepared earlier on the table, and then the housekeeper picked up the papers and distributed a copy to the merchants.

"I'm a magician, and studying magic requires a lot of materials." Roland's eyes stopped on the tax officer for a while, and said, "And you, just help me pay attention to these magic materials, and if you find them, buy them back for me. On the basis of the market price, we will increase it by 15% to purchase all the magic materials in this list. It requires both quantity and quality."

Hearing that Roland wanted them to help buy goods, the merchants relaxed a lot.

They can feel now that Roland doesn't seem to have much malice towards them, nor does he have that kind of arrogant attitude.

Feeling that after walking around in hell, these businessmen naturally did not dare to stab Roland, and they all said that they would definitely help Roland find all the magic materials on this blank sheet of paper.

Asking the butler to send the merchants away, Roland said to the tax officer who was still sitting: "The money for purchasing magic materials will be deducted from the tax, but don't let this affect the development of Mortasos City. In addition, the territory is every month. How much is the tax, you have to get me a list of your income and expenses, understand?"

The tax officer nodded again and again.

After the tax officer left, the middle-aged soldier came back. He and the other elite soldiers easily grabbed the five military attachés and sent them to the main hall.

During the arrest, some troops saw that their leader was arrested and wanted to resist, but they were suppressed without success.

Looking at the five military attachés who were tied up tightly, Roland was quite satisfied.

These hundred elites are as strong as he imagined.

At this time, Judson's eyes were bloodshot and red, he stared at Roland, roaring: "Roland, you dare to do this, if I die, Wangcheng will definitely send someone to kill you too, let go. Me, I'll leave by myself."

For Judson, the identity of the royal bloodline may be the last protection spell.

Once used, there is no more.

But living is always better than being a pile of loess.

"Send them to prison, remember that their food should not be too bad, and they have to be kept in good condition to be able to sell for the price." Roland smiled: "If someone comes to redeem them, each person will need a hundred gold coins. Take it away, or you will be imprisoned for two or three years."

Several elite soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged the five military attachés who had no ability to resist. Along the way, Judson's extremely angry shouts could be heard.

Roland looked at the middle-aged soldier: "It's done well and fast, now you can tell me your name"

"Fauci-Doyle." The middle-aged man said with sincerity.

"Fauci, take your men to fully receive the 'property' left by those five people," Roland stared at the middle-aged man's eyes, as if trying to see through the other's nature: "Remember, I still say that, Always be loyal to the princess."

Fauci felt that Roland's eyes were a little scary, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at Roland.