Start As a Lord In a Viscount

"?!"

As soon as Irene said this, the pot exploded in an instant, and they were filled with righteous indignation, as if their ancestral grave had been dug up.

"Your Majesty! Absolutely not, this will shake the foundation of the country!"

"Think again, Your Majesty! You will make the nobles lose their motivation to serve the country."

"Yeah, the previous tax was already very high. If we increase the income, then we really can't survive."

"Don't look at our superficial beauty, in fact, the family's expenses are very large."

Irene looked at the nobles who were dying to live with some disdain in their hearts. Just now, she looked like a messenger of justice who made profits for the country. Now that their interests are involved, she instantly turned into a clown.

Even Locke's face turned a little unsightly. Did he and others steal the chicken and lose the rice?

However, he didn't have too many worries in his heart, and felt that this was the way Irene proposed to delay, as long as this matter was fooled, it would be fine. And the interests of so many nobles, can you really touch them if you want?

Not even Irene is the king! During the previous war, the previous king suffered a lot of resistance to the extra tax collection, and now it has been directly increased by 15 points. Unless Ivan Law Saint comes forward, otherwise this matter cannot be successful!

Then, Locke gave Peter a wink, and the next second Peter stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is not right. It needs to be discussed again."

After Peter's speech, the panicked hearts of the nobles were all stabilized, and they nodded in agreement.

"Is it wrong? I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

"Who?! Who's talking!" Peter looked around, and finally his eyes stopped on the right side of Irene's throne, and Claire was slowly walking out of the shadows.

"Master Peter doesn't know me, right?" Claire smiled.

This smile frightened Peter quite a bit, and his body unconsciously took a half step back. When Claire washed the capital with blood, one of his neighbors, a nobleman, was killed and hung on the street lamp in front of the door. That day He almost didn't frighten him to death when he went out in the morning, so he still had a little shadow on Claire's mind.

Not only Peter, but the nobles who were snoring before saw Claire walking out, and instantly turned into a good baby, and counted how many dust particles there were on the ground with their heads down.

Claire walked slowly to Irene's side, squinting at the nobles below, and none of those nobles dared to look at her.

This gave Claire a strange feeling that her daughter was being bullied, and she came to support Irene.

"I have heard your conversation just now. I think Lord Peter's proposal is very interesting. It is not impossible for Griffin to cancel the duchy. After all, paying taxes is also a contribution to the kingdom."

"But I made a contribution, so shouldn't it be time for you to make your own contribution? I think Her Majesty Irene's proposal for a 35% tax on the wealthy is quite good. A good official for the people and the country, so I should be willing to give up such a small amount of money."

When he said this, Claire kept his eyes fixed on Peter standing in front of the crowd. It was this action. No matter how much Locke gave Peter a look, Peter didn't dare to speak up.

In this way, as soon as Claire appeared on the stage, he suppressed the momentum of everyone in the audience, so that they did not dare to say a word.

Time passed like this for two or three minutes, and Claire suddenly laughed lightly.

"Since everyone has no opinions, then it's such a happy decision!"

"?!" The nobles in the audience panicked instantly and looked around.

Then, under the murderous gazes of the heads of the big noble families, Peter still strengthened his courage and took a step forward.

"I have some different opinions..."

"puff!"

It was the sound of blood gushing out. Before Peter's words were finished, his whole body was broken into several large pieces like broken glass. Before he died, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The nobles below suddenly looked at Claire on the stage, and saw that he still kept his faint smile, as if the incident just now had nothing to do with him.

"Now." Claire continued: "Is anyone else objecting?"

His Highness was silent like a dead silence, no one would like to be such an early bird anymore, but that Duke Tulip on stage can really kill people!

"Since there is no objection..."

When Claire was talking, the eyes of Locke below turned wildly, so giving up 15% of the benefits is definitely not acceptable! Even if he agreed, his ancestors would kill him.

Locke stood up at once and shouted at Claire: "Claire! How dare you kill Peter the Minister of Taxation on the main hall! And in front of His Majesty Irene, are you trying to rebel!"

Locke was certain that he was the head of the Magister family, and with such a big hat on, Claire would definitely not kill himself when he spoke.

The fact was as expected by Locke. After he finished speaking, his body did not split like Peter did.

Locke happily swallowed his saliva, feeling that his body was hollowed out, and then looked at Claire above the hall. This time Locke felt that he had won, and he would be invincible!

"What's your opinion?" Claire asked. "If you can't say it, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing that Claire didn't jump into the trap he dug, Locke was not too surprised, but took another step forward.

"I'm the head of the Bunir family, why are you going to be rude to me!"

Claire's brows just frowned, and the magisters and the masters of the Sword Saint Family also stood up one after another. They were not stupid and knew that Locke could not be carried alone at this time.

"Claire, what are you doing! Do you want to kill us all too!"

"You are violating the law! You dare to stand in front of His Highness and get down for us!"

"Get down!"

"What are you barking at?" Claire slowly raised her palms towards Locke, "You have only one Magister and Juggernaut, but the owner can change it, don't you understand? ?"

"Are you going to start a war against our families!"

"No matter how powerful you are, you are only a wizard! Can you fight the alliance of so many of our families!"

"You can do it if you have the ability! Come on!"

Following the roars of the homeowners, the guards of the wizards who followed them all appeared and stopped in front of them, fully armed in a defensive posture.

Claire's hands didn't stop, but said: "If you really have the confidence that I don't dare to touch you, you don't need to scream so loudly, is it because you lack confidence? "

"And... Who told you that I'm just a wizard?"