The Viscount of Tielei Castle had been rather frustrated lately.
The Tielei Family used iron thorns as their family emblem. They only had a short history of a few decades, and were considered a newcomer among the nobles.
However, the father of the current Viscount of Tielei Castle, who had followed the Conqueror King for half a lifetime, had become a legendary general. He was generously conferred a title by the Conqueror King. Tielei Castle and a piece of land along the coast were bestowed to him, and he was given the high position of viscount.
The old coachman immediately shed tears of gratitude, and swore that the entire family and their descendants would forever be loyal to the Conqueror King, and shed their last drop of blood for him.
However, when the new Viscount of Tielei Castle took over, he discovered an obvious flaw in his family's land.
Poor! Too poor!
Because it was close to the sea, even though the fief was larger than that of a normal viscount, most of it was saline land that could not be cultivated, and it was difficult to harvest.
As for the fishermen in the fishing villages?
They were too mobile, and other than forcibly collecting a sum of tax when they sold their fish, they could not even collect the usual capitation tax. After all, their property was on the boats, and if they were forced into a corner, they could just sail away. The Viscount of Tielei Castle could do nothing but stare at them helplessly.
Of course, even so, he did not have the slightest intention of giving up on this land and rights.
In order to fight for this family property, he and his two half-brothers had fought tooth and nail. Now, they had almost become enemies with each other whenever they met.
There was only one thing he wanted to do, and that was to collect taxes! Collect more taxes, and then invest them into the business of the royal capital!
The entire Seer Continent had been peaceful for 50 years, and the prosperity it had produced was unimaginable to the people who lived here before.
In any case, the Viscount of Tielei Castle had been completely shocked by the prosperity and land prices there after visiting the royal capital once.
While he looked like a tycoon in the countryside, he was downright poor in the royal capital!
This feeling of disparity only stimulated his desire to work harder.
When would he be able to buy a mansion on Conqueror Avenue, where he could see the Blue Castle, the palace where His Majesty lived, every day when he opened the door? That would be enough to bring glory to his ancestors, right?
Unfortunately, the Viscount of Tielei Castle knew that he was still far from achieving this ideal.
"Lord Viscount!"
At this time, an old butler in a tuxedo walked over and bowed gracefully, "Bishop Melk is here to see you!"
"Bishop Melk?"
The Viscount of Fort Tiele muttered, "Are these quacks here to collect donations again? Oh my god, I was clearly ripped off by them during the New Year's Celebration, but they still won't let me off … "
"Based on my observation, the bishop doesn't seem to be here for this matter!"
The butler answered seriously.
"That's good. Invite him to the living room!"
Hearing that there was no need to bleed his wallet, the viscount immediately replied happily.
"Alright!"
The butler smiled bitterly to himself and turned to leave.
Not long after, the Viscount of Tielleburg met Bishop Meckel in the living room.
He was a middle-aged man with an old-fashioned and solemn face. His meticulously sewn robe was meticulously meticulous, and one could vaguely see the golden thread embroidered on his underwear.
"Bishop Melk! May I know why you're here today? "
The butler brought over two cups of black tea and took his leave. The Viscount of Tiele Castle chatted for a while before finally getting to the point.
"Our church has discovered a heretic in your territory!"
Bishop Melk said solemnly.
"Heretics? That's impossible. There won't be any evil worshippers or devil worshippers in my territory! "
The Viscount of Tiele Castle immediately said sternly. He looked at Bishop Melk with a hint of resistance and malice, "Does this antique not know what era it is now?"
Ever since the Conquest King changed the doctrine and allowed God to remain with God and man to man, the influence of the church on the secular world had been decreasing day by day.
This naturally caused a lot of old-fashioned people to be distressed. The so-called search and capture of heretics was a passive resistance that they had created.
However, even if they were confirmed to be heretics, the church still had to consult the Viscount of Tiele Castle as they did not have the authority to enforce the law.
The Viscount had already thought that Bishop Melk was here to blackmail him.
After all, this was a scandal for the Lord. If word of this got out, it would be detrimental to his reputation, especially since he had just inherited the title and had two brothers who were eyeing him covetously.
"Subjects?"
Bishop Melk was startled and immediately laughed, "Lord Viscount, I think you've misunderstood. Those heretics are not your subjects. They're a bunch of devil worshippers who came from hell on a giant ship!"
"Devil worshippers?"
The Viscount suspected that they were just a bunch of ordinary sea merchants who were slandered because they did not offer enough money to the Bishop.
"Yes, devil worshippers!"
This time, Bishop Melk answered firmly, "Because the color of their hair and pupils is pure darkness … the color of the devil!"
"Alright!"
The Viscount shrugged his shoulders.
In this rural area, he had some knowledge and naturally knew that the races in the kingdom were not the same. There were subtle differences.
For example, the color of the pupils could be wine red, sky blue, and even silver white. The Storm Warriors of Storm Corner were famous for their blood-red pupils. It was said that this was the influence of their Berserker bloodline.
However, in the entire kingdom, there was indeed no one with pure black hair and pupils.
The viscount couldn't help but shudder at the mere thought of it.
"Also … They entered your territory illegally and did not pay taxes to you!"
Bishop Melk knew what kind of person this viscount was, so he immediately grasped the key point: "Without your permission, they used gold and silver to tempt your people to trade with them without paying a single copper coin of tax!"
"That's right!"
Hearing the words gold and silver, the Viscount's breathing became heavier, "These sea merchants … No, heretics! Are they rich? "
"That's for sure!"
Bishop Melk answered without hesitation, "They're driving a very large ship, about three stories high!"
"Three stories high ship? That's about the standard of an imperial warship, right? "
The Viscount of Tielleburg recalled the shock of seeing a warship at Jade Port. A kind of greed emerged in his heart and spread continuously.
…
At this time, the ship that the Viscount and the bishop were discussing was anchored outside a small fishing village.
The captain of the ship, Zhang Fan, was looking at everything in this new continent with a curious gaze.
A small, dilapidated fishing village.
A fisherman with ragged clothes and a face full of wind and frost, and a child who was almost naked and running around in the mud …
"Sigh … How difficult it is for the people. Even the most dilapidated fishermen along the coast of our country have a much better life than them, right?"
After a long time, Zhang Fan sighed leisurely.
"My Lord, we've gathered enough information."
At this moment, one of his subordinates laughed and sprinkled a handful of sugar. Only then did he escape from the encirclement of the naked fishermen's children and came up to report the situation.
"This place is called the Seer Continent. It's said that it's ruled by an extremely powerful king, the ageless blue dragon, William Wallace."
"This country has a feudal system. There are dukes, marquises, earls, and knights, all of which are hereditary titles …"
"It's vast and can be roughly divided into five parts, with the Wind Firefly Plains as the center …"
…
"Layers of feudal system, making each other a figurehead?"
After reporting some information, the arcane master next to him smiled, "Aren't they afraid of the disaster of a military town? Eight hundred years ago, the empire abolished hereditary titles. Only the income from fiefs can be converted into salary capital … Only then can they take control of the region and avoid being unable to escape! "
"One place has its own people, huh!"
Zhang Fan did not mind, "I heard that the Western countries seem to be using this method. Looks like this continent is still our world …"
He still had the thought of returning home, so he naturally did not want to wander in another world.
After all, apart from those powerful immortals and mages, there were very few masters who could travel to another world.
Once he wandered in another world, the hope of returning home would be slim.
Speaking of that, the arcane master became doubtful, "Lord, I also found something else."
"I've been observing the stars at night for the past few days. Although I found many strange stars, there are also a few that are very familiar with the Twenty-Eight Constellations and Zodiac Palace...... Also, the few low rank shamans on the ship, especially Mother's master, can sense the power of the Goddess. All of this means that we are still in our original world, but there seems to be some changes …"
He rubbed his forehead and seemed very troubled.
After all, the advancement of the universe, the expansion of the world, and so on were too profound knowledge for him.
Want to understand those? Go back and study hard for a hundred years, then advance to Golden Immortal first!
"Although this place is barren, there seems to be some business opportunities...... Let's rest for a few days. After replenishing our food and water, we will walk along the coastline......"
As Zhang Fan spoke, a mysterious glint appeared in his eyes, "Perhaps, we can even make a trip to the Wind Firefly Plains and witness the glory of the Conquest King!"
"Hmm? Lord, you are thinking...... "
The arcane master rolled his eyes as if he had guessed something.
"That's right!"
Zhang Fan smiled proudly, "Those barbarians once pretended to be envoys and used the excuse of paying tribute to take advantage of the Empire...... Some even did it again and again. They are insatiably greedy. Today, let's give them a taste of their own medicine. How about it?"
In this era, those who dared to seek a living at sea were not good people.
In fact, in Wu Ming's previous life, during the Great Voyage Era in the West, those ships were basically a concentration camp for the scum of various countries. There was nothing they did not dare to do for benefits.
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