Chapter 82: This subordinate seems to be too outstanding?
Time goes back ten minutes.
Standing on top of the giant dragon, Iviste looked down at the huge city of Orne from high above.
The solemn look in her eyes made her look dignified and majestic.
Not only that, the dozen or so subordinates behind her also seemed a little silent.
The mission failed.
Although no manpower was lost, in the end, Iviste was unable to take the seal hidden by the School of Creation from the underground ruins.
As Duke Tyrvus said before, the state of the sealed object is very strange.
Even Yvestre herself, after using most of her strength, could not take it away.
It must be a sealed item of at least level 2.
Yvesette made a judgment in her heart at that time.
Objects of this level often have extremely strong self-awareness and can construct various laws based on their own characteristics.
Even Yvessite was unwilling to act rashly without understanding its characteristics.
What's more, the so-called Level 2 seal is just a conservative estimate.
She had a vague feeling that the true sequence level of this item might be even higher.
Therefore, for the safety of herself and her subordinates, Iviste hesitated again and again and finally decided to evacuate first.
After all, she is not a professional shelter worker, so it is better to leave this matter to the church.
But this was ultimately a secret mission given to her by Saint Laurent VI. If she failed, she would definitely be punished in the end - even though she had experienced too many similar punishments since she was a child.
Thinking of this, Yvesette felt a little bad.
As the frequency of the dragon's wings flapping became slower and slower, the height at which everyone was standing also dropped rapidly.
It wasn't long before the emerald green lawns of Augusta Manor came into view.
Yvesette glanced at it casually, and then her attention was drawn to a figure in the middle of the lawn.
How could it be him? She frowned slightly.
Afia, who had transformed into a human form beside him, was now wearing a tight leather jacket. She came closer with wide eyes and said, "Your Highness, it's that guy! Isn't he helping the Duke? How come he has time to come to a place like this to pick us up?"
"have no idea."
For some reason, the moment she saw him, Iviste's depressed mood improved a little.
It’s like meeting a favorite toy.
Hearing this, Morris poked his head out from the shadow on the dragon's back and said, "From what I know about him, he is probably already solving the Duke's current problem, so he is so relaxed."
"Oh, you must be kidding, that's 500,000 gold coins!"
A discordant voice suddenly came.
Rhine stood in the crowd and said coldly.
Morris shrugged. "Although I can't imagine what kind of superman can deduct 500,000 gold coins from those stingy churches in just ten days, he is Lin En."
Rhine's expression froze, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he immediately gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
I was afraid that someone without eyes would suddenly bring up what happened in the cellar that day.
Ever since he was tricked by Lynn twice, his father, Baron Augusta, looked at him with less pride and showed more concern for his younger brother Graya.
This made Rhine feel very uncomfortable.
"Your Highness, how about we try to guess?" Afia suddenly came to Ivester's side, "Guess how much gold coins that guy helped the Duke raise?"
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Yvesette did not answer.
Seeing this, Afia was not sad either, and was the first to speak: "I guess. Six hundred thousand!"
She still remembered clearly how Lin En dealt with the incident with the followers of the Creation School more than ten days ago, so she had no doubt about this guy's ability.
Morris seemed to be interested, too: "I guess five hundred thousand."
He is still relatively conservative.
"Do you trust him so much?"
One of the subordinates asked curiously.
Although I had heard of Lin En's name before, I had never seen him actually take action, so I had no general impression of him in my mind.
All I know is that Her Royal Highness the Princess seems to attach great importance to that guy and asked them to call him Young Master.
"certainly."
Afia and Morris said in unison.
"One million." At this moment, Ivisette suddenly spoke up, "If it's him, it will definitely not be less than this number."
This sentence left everyone silent, and they looked at each other in confusion for a moment.
One million? What does that mean? The total tax revenue of many small and medium-sized cities in a year is about this much.
And what Your Highness means is that Lin En collected a city’s total annual tax revenue from those churches in just ten days?
That's a bit too much!
Unless Duke Tyreus wants to go to war with the church and the great nobles and directly use the army to raid their homes, that would be fine!
For a moment, strong doubts emerged in the hearts of many people.
But due to Yvesette's majesty, he didn't dare to say it out loud.
And Afia beside her looked at her with extremely complicated eyes.
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Unexpectedly, his Highness was the one who trusted that guy the most.
But where does this trust come from?
With this thought in mind, the black dragon landed smoothly amidst the violent air currents and hurricanes surrounding it.
A hint of curiosity emerged in everyone's hearts, and even the depression caused by the previous mission failure was dispelled a lot.
They all wanted to know to what extent Lin En had achieved this.
Before they could ask, Lin En jumped down from a huge box the moment the dragon landed.
Then, everyone, including Yvesette, saw the guy lift the lid of the box.
In an instant, the golden light seemed a little dazzling under the sunlight.
Everyone narrowed their eyes subconsciously.
At the same time, my heart skipped a beat.
What the hell is this? Looking at the box full of gold coins, even Afiya was completely dumbfounded, not to mention the others who had some doubts about Lin En.
Yvesette looked at Lin En in silence, her eyes somewhat dazed.
"Report to Your Highness! I have exceeded the mission!" At this moment, Lin En suddenly said in a voice that he wished the whole manor could hear, "In this incident, the expected target was 500,000 gold coins, and the actual amount obtained was 2 million gold coins. All the gains are gathered here. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission!"
How much?!
The moment they heard the amount, everyone was so shocked that they stood still on the ground.
Yes.
They heard it right.
It wasn't the 500,000 that Morris guessed, nor the 600,000 that Afia guessed, nor even the 1 million that Yvesette guessed.
It was several times higher than their highest expectations! Damn it.
In other words, in just ten days, this guy collected the total tax revenue of two or three small cities for the whole year? !
In the crowd, Rhine's eyes went dark and he almost fainted.
It’s a pity that at this moment, no one paid attention to his thoughts.
They stared blankly at the box of gold coins, and no one could speak.
Seeing this, Lin En, who was standing next to the box, thought that these guys were not satisfied, so he nudged Duke Tyrvus next to him with his elbow, as if to signal him to do something.
Duke Tyrvus's face darkened.
He glanced at Lin En, as if to say, I can't afford to lose this person!
Lynn rolled her eyes and replied, You promised me before.
After a moment of silence, Duke Tyrus sighed, then suddenly straightened his back with a serious expression and looked at Yvesette: "Your Highness, from today on, our Tyrus family will establish a formal alliance with you, with the goal of assisting you to ascend the throne, and provide you with all the assistance we can."
His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.
For some reason, at this moment Iviste suddenly felt her heartbeat speed up slightly.
An emotion called joy enveloped her, making her feel as if she was in the clouds and a little light.
She subconsciously looked at Lin En not far away, and an idea came to her mind uncontrollably.
Does this subordinate of mine seem to be too good? (End of this chapter)