Overgod Ascension

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Viscount Tieleburg has been a little agitated recently.

The Tiele family uses iron thorns as its emblem and has only a few decades of history. Among a group of nobles, it is considered a newcomer to the circle.

However, in return for his half-life military service with the Conquering King and his many meritorious deeds, the father of the contemporary Viscount Tieleburg, a former groom, became a legend as a general and was generously canonized by the King of Conqueror. And a piece of territory along the coast was awarded to him, and he was given the high position of viscount.

The old groom immediately burst into tears of gratitude and swore that the entire family and their descendants would always be loyal to the conquering king and shed the last drop of their blood for him.

But when the new Viscount Tieleburg took over, he discovered an obvious shortcoming in his own territory.

poverty! So poor!

Because it is close to the sea, even though the fiefdom obtained is larger than that of an ordinary viscounty, most of it is saline-alkali land that cannot be cultivated, making it difficult to harvest.

And the fishermen in several 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 head tax. After all, their belongings are all on the boat. If they are really desperate, they will open the boat. As soon as the ship left, Viscount Tieleburg really had no other choice but to stare blankly.

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

In order to compete for this piece of family property, he and his two half-brothers fought hard, and now they have almost become enemies who become jealous whenever they meet.

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

The entire Seer continent has been at peace for fifty years, and the prosperity it has produced is unimaginable to the people who lived here before.

Anyway, after visiting the royal capital once, Viscount Tieleburg was completely shocked by the prosperity there and the price of every inch of land.

Although he looked like a rich man in the countryside, when he went to the royal capital, he looked like a complete poor man!

This sense of gap only stimulated his desire to work hard.

When will you be able to buy a mansion on the Avenue of the Conquerors in the Kingdom, and every day when you open the door you can see the Blue Castle, where the palace where His Majesty lives, then it can almost be regarded as a glorious ancestor, right?

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

"Lord Viscount!"

At this time, the old butler in a tuxedo, with his silver-white hair carefully combed and a bow tie at the collar, came quickly and saluted gracefully: "Bishop Melk, please see me!"

"Bishop Melk?"

Viscount Tieleburg muttered: "Are these gangsters here to collect donations again? Oh my god, I was already stabbed by them during the New Year celebration, but they still didn't let me go... "

"From my observation, the Bishop doesn't seem to be doing this!"

The butler answered seriously.

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

After hearing that there was no need for his wallet to bleed, the Viscount immediately replied happily.

"OK!"

The housekeeper smiled bitterly to himself and turned to leave.

Not long after, Viscount Tieleburg met Bishop Meikel in the living room.

He is a middle-aged man with a prim and solemn face. His robes are meticulously sewn and the gold thread embroidered on his underwear is faintly visible.

"Bishop Melk! I wonder why you came to me today?"

The butler brought two cups of black tea and excused himself with a wink. Viscount Tieleburg exchanged pleasantries for a few words before finally getting to the point.

"We, the church, have discovered heretics on your territory!"

Bishop Melk said seriously.

"Pagan? This is impossible. There will be no followers of evil gods or devil worshipers among my people!"

Viscount Tieleburg immediately spoke sternly, and looked at Bishop Melk with a bit of resistance and malice in his eyes: ‘This old antique, doesn’t he know what era it is now? ’

Ever since the King of Conqueror revised the doctrine and allowed God's things to belong to God and men's things to men, the church's influence on the secular world has been decreasing day by day, and it is almost a downward trend.

This naturally aroused the resentment of many old-fashioned people. The so-called hunting down of heretics and so on were just a kind of passive confrontation created by them.

However, even if the heresy is confirmed, since the church does not have the power to enforce the law, it is still necessary to consult Viscount Tieleburg, the landowner.

And the 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 detrimental to his reputation, especially when he has just inherited the title and has two brothers who are eyeing him.

"Leading people?"

Bishop Melk was startled, then smiled: "Lord Viscount, I think you have misunderstood. Those pagans are not your subjects, but a group of devil believers from hell on a giant ship!"

"Devil follower?"

The Viscount was very suspicious that they were just a group of ordinary merchants who were slandered because they did not give enough donations to the Bishop.

"Yes, a follower of the devil!"

This time Bishop Melk gave a decisive answer: "Because the color of their hair and pupils is pure darkness...the color of the devil!"

"All right!"

The viscount shrugged his shoulders.

In this rural place, he is quite knowledgeable, so he naturally knows that the races in the kingdom are not uniform and have subtle differences.

For example, the color of pupils can range from burgundy, sky blue, and even silvery white. The storm warriors in Cape Storm are famous for their blood-red pupils. It is said that this is the influence of their berserker bloodline.

However, in the entire kingdom, there is indeed no person with pure black hair and pupils.

Just imagining it, Lord Viscount couldn't help but tremble.

"And... they entered your territory illegally and haven't paid customs duties to you yet!"

Bishop Melk naturally knew what kind of person the Viscount was, and he immediately grasped the key point: "Without the consent of your master, they secretly used gold and silver to seduce your subjects and conduct transactions with them. Don’t pay a copper penny in taxes!”

"That's right!"

Hearing words such as gold and silver, the Viscount's breathing became heavier: "These maritime merchants... no, pagans! Are they rich?"

"Definitely!"

Bishop Melk replied without hesitation: "They were driving a very big ship, about as high as three stories high!"

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

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

…

The treasure ship that was currently being discussed by the viscount and the bishop was anchored outside a small fishing village.

Captain Zhang Fan was looking at everything in this new world with curious eyes:

A low, dilapidated small fishing village.

Fishermen in rags with weathered faces, and children with almost no clothes on, running around naked in the mud...

"Sigh... people's livelihood is really difficult. Even the most destitute fishermen along our coast have a much better life than them, right?"

After a long time, Zhang Fan sighed leisurely.

"Sir, we have almost collected the information."

At this time, one of his men sprinkled a handful of candy with a smile, and then escaped from the siege of the naked fishermen's children and came up to report the situation.

"This place is called the Ser Continent. It is said to be ruled by an extremely powerful king, the Ageless One, the Blue Dragon, William Wallace."

"This country has a feudal system. There are dukes, princes, male knights, and sixth-rate knights, all of whom are actually enfeoffed..."

"The area is vast and can be roughly divided into five areas, with Fengying Plain as the center..."

…

"Self-enfranchisement at different levels and trying to support each other?"

After finishing some information, the magician next to him smiled: "So we are not afraid of the disaster of feudal separatism? The empire abolished the real seal as early as 800 years ago, and only the fief income can be converted into the salary principal... Only in this way can the land be collected Use the right to prevent the tail from falling off!"

"One side has water and soil, one side has people!"

Zhang Fan didn't take this seriously: "I heard that Western countries also practice this method. It seems that maybe this continent is still our world..."

He still had the slightest desire to go home, so naturally he didn't want to just wander in a different world.

After all, apart from those immortal mages with great magical powers, there are really very few experts who can travel to other worlds.

Once you live in another world, the hope of returning is really slim.

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

"I have been observing the stars at night these past few days. Although I have discovered many strange star fields, there are also some that are very familiar to the Twenty-eight Constellations and the Zodiac Star Palace... In addition, several low-level priests on the ship, especially the blessings of the God Mazu, Master, you can also sense the power of the goddess. All this shows that we are still in the original world, but there seem to be changes..."

He touched his forehead, obviously very distressed.

After all, cosmic promotion, world expansion, etc. are too advanced knowledge for him.

Want to understand this? Go back and study hard for a hundred years, and then upgrade to Jin Xianxian!

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

Zhang Fan said, with a hint of mystery in his eyes: "I can't say, we can also go to Fengying Plain to see the style of the conquering king!"

"Huh? Sir, do you want to..."

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

"good!"

Zhang Fan smiled proudly: "Those foreign barbarians have previously pretended to be envoys, paid tribute on the pretext of paying tribute, and took advantage of the empire... Some of them have even been greedy again and again. Today we will follow their methods and return the favor. How about that body?"

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

Even in Wu Ming's previous life, during the Western Age of Discovery, at the beginning, those ships were almost concentration camps for the scum of all countries. For the sake of profit, there was nothing they would not dare to do.