Chapter 17 A story that the tax collector must tell

The next morning, Rand took the limp Lysa down from the cross, asked her to look after the den, and went to the town with Selai and Seth.

As for the Mother Goddess's mission, there was no need to rush for the time being. Now he planned to use this temporary blessing to get rid of the tax collector first. Otherwise, if he completed the mission ahead of time and his ability was taken back, it would be a huge loss.

It can only be said that although Rand had not yet graduated in his previous life, he was already well versed in the ways of a corporate slave.

As for the tax collector, he can only be described in one sentence.

How did you say that? There is already a way to die! When we arrived in the town, due to the start of the war, there were no longer as many people gathered in front of Rand's wanted poster as before.

Moreover, Rand put on makeup and disguised himself carefully, so naturally there was nothing wrong with him.

There were two men in black robes beside him. Serai held a small bow in his black robe, while Ses was empty-handed, ready to launch a tentacle attack at any time.

The attack by the Kingdom of Lunsa on the Northern Alliance came without any warning, so they were caught off guard and made great progress. However, these northerners, whom Lunsa called northern barbarians, had reacted during this time and gradually organized an army to counterattack.

In order to fight against the orcs, giants, and demons in the polar cold land, the residents of the North put aside their prejudices against each other. People of different nationalities, races, and beliefs united together to block the attacks of those monsters in the polar cold land. This is the prototype of the current Northern Union.

Today, the Northern Alliance still has to endure attacks from monsters that rush out of the cold wind every year, so most of its military forces are in the far north.

It can be said that the sneak attack by the Kingdom of Lensa was extremely shameless and precise.

Unfortunately, the size gap between the two was very large, and among the southern kingdoms, only Lensa actually launched a direct military attack, and the situation of confrontation between the north and the south as King Lensa had originally imagined did not occur.

But now, the army has already penetrated deep into the heartland of the Northern Alliance, and is now blocked by a small country called the Principality of Mist.

Now it has become a stalemate with a dilemma.

However, all these have nothing to do with this place for the time being. A barony is approximately between 3,000 and 6,000 acres, and there may be some very large or very small ones. It is not clear how large the barony where the hideout is located is, but there are not many troops stationed here now, and most of them have been transferred to the front line.

The baron who is staying here now should be called Bill. He may not be very good at commanding troops in battle, so he stays here to live a safe life and make a fortune.

The tax collector's residence had been discovered in advance, a fairly impressive stone house.

According to Thus, this place used to be the residence of a baker, the baker whose bread he had stolen. Unfortunately, since the town was conquered by the Lensa army, the baker had disappeared and it became the residence of the tax collector.

Positions such as tax collectors and tribunes were generally held by sons of nobles who did not inherit aristocratic status. Such people were the source of the original free people in the city.

It was already night, and candles were still lit in the tax collector's house. Rand and two believers were waiting outside.

The tax collector's living standard is quite good. At least he has maids to serve him, and there is more than one! Rand is grinding his teeth outside the house. He lives such a corrupt life and must be severely criticized! But since there are two women, wouldn't it be very useful to share his desire? In that case, it seems that the suffering will become the maid, not the tax collector.

Serai waved his small bow to show that his skills were very good and it was impossible for him to accidentally hurt the maid next to him.

But Rand didn't intend to do that. He was very patient.

As the night deepened, the tax collector went to bed.

"Pull him out," Rand said to Theus.

Seth tiptoed into the tax collector's bedroom.

Both of his hands transformed into sticky tentacles, wrapping around his body.

The tax collector suddenly woke up and found that he seemed to be entangled by something. He wanted to shout in fear.

But nothing worked.

The tentacles wrapped around his mouth and nose, so that he could only make low whimpering sounds from his throat.

After dragging him out the door, Rand signaled to Seth to let go.

The released tax collector took a deep breath and looked in horror at Rand, who was standing with his hands behind his back.

"you!?"

Just as he was about to question, Rand took action.

Without giving him a chance to speak, he was just eager to share.

So far, he has never seen anyone who can resist this powerful control effect, and sure enough, this tax collector is no exception.

His first target was Seth, and he seemed to have some ideas about his tentacles, but Seth nimbly avoided them.

And then the closest thing to the tax collector is, well, that’s – the bull in his yard.

This also seems to be part of the taxes he collected on behalf of the baron. It may have been given to him by the baron, or he may have kept it privately.

But that doesn't matter.

The bull was still sleeping soundly in the cowshed, but suddenly felt a pain. He opened his eyes in horror and saw a man with disheveled hair and pajamas looking at him with red eyes.

Then the man pulled off his clothes, threw them on the ground, and charged the bull.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Rand did not watch the following scene, but silently left the scene with the two stunned believers.

Ahem, I feel a little sorry for the cow.

…

On the other side, the war between Takina Village and Kaerba Village is coming to an end.

The huge three-headed monster fell at the edge of the field, with numerous arrows piercing his body and a spear piercing his chest.

The village of Takina still won. Although it was not to the point of mutual destruction, the losses were still heavy.

The bandit village chief breathed slightly and directed those who were still able to move to rescue the wounded.

When he was young, he was a famous outlaw in the area. Only at that time did he encounter such a terrifying monster.

He didn't expect to be frightened again when he was old. Fortunately, the young men around him were brave this time. They didn't get scared and run away immediately. Instead, they organized an effective counterattack under his shouting.

A follower of the God of Struggle, it's a pity that this red-robed man didn't seem to have mastered his skills enough. He caused great damage but killed few people.

Clear out the collapsed or burning houses and prepare an open space for the wounded to rest.

In this village war between Takina Village and Kaerba Village, Takina Village won a complete victory. Except for a few old men who could not walk and children who were too young to stay behind, all the young and middle-aged people from Kaerba Village, both men and women, came.

The chief of the bandit village was very familiar with Kaerba Village. He carefully counted the bodies and found that most of them, including those who surrendered, were here. No one had escaped.

The actual casualties caused by this war were not many, but there were many wounded. The wounded also needed to eat, and it was estimated that even after taking over the property of Kaerba Village, it would still not be enough.

Still need to keep looking for the next prey.

The village chief glanced at the villagers who were exhausted after a great battle. It seemed that he could only try to pick on the weak ones.

Otherwise, only a few of these villagers might survive in the end, and they also had to guard against attacks from other villages. If the number of people was too small, would other villages take advantage of them, or in other words, reap the benefits? Although there was no map, he was very clear about the location and population of the nearby villages. After careful consideration, he looked to the east.

The bandit village chief made a decision.

(End of this chapter)