"Has the western region's tax revenue not been raised yet?"
"Sir, the sudden increase of ten tax points will probably be difficult for most commoners to pay!"
"Increasing tax revenue is a national policy set by the First Prince. In the past, our country's tax rate was too low for the sake of recuperating. Now that a great change is imminent, the Steel Lion Kingdom in the north, the Papal States, and the various tribes of the barbarians are all training their armies and upgrading their armaments. As the largest region on the West Coast, the Great Western Region's maritime trade is extremely developed. It's also the region with the strongest commercial atmosphere out of the eight regions. Therefore, it's even more important for us to take up this responsibility. "
In the study, a few members of the Great Western Region's upper echelon were having a meeting with a white-haired, white-browed elderly man.
The white-haired, white-browed elderly man did not look young, but he was still very spirited and vigorous. He was Benjamin, who had been sent by the First Prince to take over the position of the Great Western Region's Governor.
"Oh, right. Have you guys heard? Manjaar's King Manjaar and the two Divine level experts under him are all dead. "
"What? Although Manjaar is a tribal structure, the King Manjaar's tribe controls over half of the influences in the entire ice plains. To think that he's been killed? Who did it? "
"I don't know. I only know that Manjaar immediately chose a new King Manjaar, and there was no internal strife."
"The ice plains' four great tribes, no, it's now three great tribes. Three great tribes and seven great factions … To think that a new King Manjaar was chosen without any internal strife?"
"That's enough." Benjamin coughed and said, "Manjaar is too far away from us, so there's no need to bother about him. Next, let's talk about the investment quota for the various academies. There needs to be a great increase in this area. Not only that, the number of Knights recruited every year must also be increased. "The management of Conferred Knights must also be stricter."
Benjamin then discussed various aspects with his subordinates. From the contents of their discussion, it seemed that they had a rather good grasp of the entire Great Western Region.
Right now, the person under Benjamin was Tyrande, who had turned into a chair.
"As expected, the First Prince's influence is overwhelming. He sent two Demigod experts to the Great Western Region and directly took over a large portion of the Great Western Region's authority. Everywhere they passed by, everyone would surrender upon hearing the news. He took over the Great Western Region without any bloodshed. Good move, really good move."
Tyrande thought, 'But based on what I've seen and heard and what Fang Xingjian said, the Second Prince is at least at the tenth level of the mystical prints. The Fourth Prince is the representative of the Holy See of Truth. As for the Third Prince, it's not the first time I've seen him in the Terrene Shrine. There were also some special rumors about the fifth prince. None of these five rascals were easy to deal with. The First Prince seemed to be having a good time, but the other four probably had their own tricks up their sleeves. Before the arrival of the seventh occurrence, there will definitely be a fierce battle. "
Just as Tyrande was thinking about this, the white-haired and white-browed Benjamin on top of him said, "Right, where is Atos? Didn't he go to persuade Fang Xingjian to surrender? Why isn't he back yet? "
One of the subordinates said, "I don't know. I didn't see him."
Benjamin frowned and said, "Fang Xingjian is a talent, but his character is too bad." He thought, 'To think that Fang Xingjian managed to pick up the Astral Obscurity Sword in battle. He can be said to be a rare talent in sword arts. 'But he's too rash and rash. To think that he attacked the Eastern Sand Region's base and even abducted the base's experimental subjects. With such a character, he's probably not someone who would submit to others. Yet, His Highness still wants to subdue him. Although he's broad-minded, the chances are still slim. '
Thinking of this, a hint of killing intent rose in Benjamin's heart. 'He's just a barbarian from the wilderness. After picking up the path of Knights, he acts recklessly, treating the country's laws as nothing. He's really a wolf with wild ambitions. It's one thing if he submits to Atos this time around. But if he doesn't, it's better for the two of us to join forces and get rid of him as soon as possible. '
Under him, Tyrande thought, 'Fang Xingjian asked me to teach Benjamin a lesson and get him to back out of the fight for the Great Western Region completely. However, he doesn't allow me to kill him.'
At the thought of this, waves of greed rose up in his heart. Ever since he had eaten two Divine level experts consecutively, his desire to engulf the bodies of experts grew.
Based on what Fang Qian had said, the Benjamin above him was at least a Demigod with three tiers of perfection. This made him feel extremely thirsty.
However, at the thought of the First Prince, the current Sect Master of the Ancient Path of Hell, the Abyss Lord, as well as the ruler of this country, the First Prince's father, and three Divine level experts in a row, Tyrant suppressed the greed in his heart.
Right now, both Fang Xingjian and I are in a period where our strength is increasing rapidly. With so much gold available, Fang Xingjian is also planning to announce the first five levels of the mystical prints to all of his subordinates. It's better not to offend the royal family for now. After a few months, when our strength increases tremendously, we'll have plenty of chances to eat them up. '
At the thought of this, Tyrande decided to act according to his original plan.
'Hehe, Fang Xingjian didn't set any rules on how I can do anything to you. You can only blame your bad luck. '
At the thought of his plan, Tyrande felt proud.
At the next moment, the chair changed, and a tentacle rose up from the surface of the chair, darting out toward Benjamin's body.
However, both Benjamin and Asto were Demigods with three tiers of perfection, so their reactions were extremely fast. Almost at the same instant that Tyrande changed, Benjamin had already dashed out into midair.
With a loud boom, the entire luxurious mansion's roof was lifted off, and Benjamin dashed up to a height of over 100 meters. However, he was still one step too slow.
It was because Tyrande had not simply darted into his body. Instead, he had started to seep through the cells.
Sensing the changes in the cells in his body, Benjamin instantly condensed his martial will and dashed out toward the flesh and blood that Tyrande had taken over.
There seemed to be an intense collision sound ringing out in void space, and Tyrande let out an agonizing cry.
'What a terrifying will. This old guy didn't rely on any fortuitous encounters or heavenly and earthly treasures. He relied on himself to train up step by step. '
With just this one collision, 30% of the flesh and blood that Tyrande had taken over was lost.
Although he had trained his martial will well, he was still a Mage after all, and a battle of wills was still not his forte.
Benjamin let out a cold snort. Just as he was about to continue to attack with his will, his countenance suddenly changed.
'Hehehehe, although my will is far from yours, you're too indecisive and too conservative. If you had given up on this part of your body that I've taken over from the very beginning...
'Or if you had decided to go all out from the very beginning and changed the battlefield, you might still be able to make it in time.
'But it's too late now. '
As he spoke, Tyrande, who had taken over a part of the stomach wall, made his move. With this move, he instantly opened up the Gates of the Netherworld, and the things inside gushed wildly into Benjamin's stomach.
Simultaneously, the auras of 1,440 specialty seeds soared up, and Benjamin's physical attributes, which had engulfed the bodies of two Divine level experts, were unleashed, temporarily stopping Benjamin's actions.
When Benjamin sensed the things that had been gushed into his stomach, his eyes spewed out flames, and he felt as if he was about to go crazy.
The things that Tyrande had poured into Benjamin's stomach were clearly feces. To think that Tyrande had poured out the gold in the Gates of the Netherworld in exchange for feces.
Right now, the feces, which were 100 meters tall, 100 meters wide, and 100 meters long, filled up the entire Gates of the Netherworld, gushed into Benjamin's stomach.
Benjamin felt as if he was about to go crazy. To think that there would be someone who would use a dimensional storage Divine Weapon to store such things and even use them to attack? Was this guy a fool?
For some reason, although Benjamin was furious, he could not help but think, 'If this guy uses a dimensional storage Divine Weapon like this, will he still dare to store things in it in the future?'
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