Law of the Devil

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Chapter 202 [Preferential Terms]

“Let's start with what we can do.” Dewey got interested.

Not a single Gold Coin from now on?

“I've come up with something these past few days that will definitely keep those warlords from getting a gold coin from us! It's just... I'm afraid this will completely piss off the Northwest Army. We're not strong enough yet, if we turn our backs on them...” Philip hesitated for a moment and said: "Watching you show your great magical power on the shores of Lake Lulan that day, I suddenly came up with a way... this way I can bypass that damn temporary order!” The young man glanced at him with a smile: "However, my approach also drilled an empire of imperial law. ”

Drilling the void of the law?

Dewey's eyes shine, he loves this style!

“Sir, have you forgotten your other identity - you are a magician! ”

Phillip had a sly smile at the corner of his mouth.

Dewey suddenly remembered a decree he never seemed to care about!

Roland Empire, Mage Benefit Clause in the Imperial Code!

The magical civilization of the Roland continent flourishes, and the powerful power and scarce number of magicians give them a noble place, and magicians everywhere are treated with the utmost respect and reverence and reverence.

And the Empire even made some preferential provisions for magicians in the Code!

As mentioned earlier, there was a remarkable emperor in the history of the Roland Empire who said in private: no one can be above the law, except the emperor himself… and the other exception is the magician!

The special privilege that magicians are legally and literally entitled to is first and foremost not to be bound by ordinary law! Magicians are not judged by any official imperial court! Magicians are bound by the Continental Magic Union, and if there are magicians who are not guilty, they cannot be judged officially by the Empire except the Magic Union.

For example, when Dewey was abducted by a magician, the Empire's officials fought a lot of saliva battles with the magic union, but in the end they had to.

In addition, another special preferential clause is:

Tax Free

The Imperial Code expressly stipulates that any person who is an imperial citizen must pay taxes, which is an obligation! Dewey, who was familiar with the Codex, was surprised to find that even nobles had to pay taxes in the Roland Empire! This strange law gives Dewey a sense of civilization.

The magician is an exception! The law expressly states that magicians are an invaluable asset of the Empire and all have the right to tax exemption. No one may levy taxes on magicians, and magicians enjoy a lifetime of exemption from all taxes in the Empire!

As an aristocrat and only recently a full-fledged magician, Dewey has almost forgotten in her mind the law in her favor. Philip reminded me of that.

“Unfortunately, my lord, this decree is no longer enjoyable to you.” Philip laughed: “Though you are a magician, you are first and foremost a nobleman with the title of Duke of the Empire! This is expressly stated in the Imperial Code that your Duke status has priority. In other words, you are first a nobleman, then a magician. This way, you still have to pay taxes. So, even though Dessardines is your territory, by decree, you still have to pay your financial revenues for military expenses under the Empire's damned temporary decree. Because that military bill is an extra military tax. ”

Dewey has laughed, "Go on, Phillip. ”

“Yes, my lord.” But, my lord, you're not the only magician among us right now, "Philip laughed. Miss Vivian and Mr. Solskaya are all qualified magicians! ”

“What do you mean…”

Phillip immediately explained his approach to Dewey in detail:

“My lord, in imperial law, you are the lord of Desarrollo Province, and the land of the entire Desarrollo Province is your personal property! This is protected by imperial law. However, because of your aristocratic status, you are not exempt from taxes like other magicians. In fact, historically, it's very rare to have both aristocratic and magician identities, and you're a special case. My approach is if you can trust Miss Vivian and Mr. Solskaya. I could draw up a few papers to select some of the grain-producing farms and cultivated land in Dessardines, indicating your willingness to give them to Miss Vivian, or Mr. Solskaya, in your capacity as lord, free of charge. In this way, all future revenues from these lands will not be subject to any taxes! By then, if the Northwest Army asked for money again, as soon as we showed them the documents, we would say:" Well, now that all the land belongs to the magician, the agricultural tax revenues in Tessa province are not much money, military expenses... let alone nature! "And of course, privately, the property income from these lands, naturally, is yours. ”

This is a great way to do it!

Dewey was immediately moved by this method of drilling the legal void.

Of course he can trust Vivian and Solskaya. Especially little Vyvyan... Dewey's heart has almost taken little Vyvyan as its forbidden! What else do we split the money between them?

“My personal tendency is to choose Miss Vivian.” Philip also laughed a little oddly, and everyone knew the ambiguous relationship between the Duke and the lovely beautiful sorceress, but Philip also suggested a place of special attention: “My approach is not impeccable. Because once the property is transferred, it is nominally owned by the person who accepts your gift! If at this time someone wants to confront you, just send someone to assassinate… that is, if the owner of the property dies, then the land will naturally return to the Empire without an heir! Miss Vivian is a Lv8 magician, and I'm sure no one dares touch her head. Of course... Your Honor, once you marry Miss Vivian in the future, these properties will return to your name. ”

In the last sentence, Dewey couldn't bear to show a smile.

Married... well, now we have to wait. After all, I and Vivian are a little too young.

But that little Niko, she's grown up a lot lately.

Dewey coughed when he pressed down his thoughts: "This is too obvious, even though it drilled an empty hole. The Northwest Army is not an idiot. We do this, although nominally unable to pick out a problem, immediately both sides will tear their faces apart. ”

Phillip owes his body slightly, slowing down: "My lord, I am your staff, and I am solely responsible for the attention, and ultimately the decision-making, depending on your choices. ”

Dewey took a deep breath, stood up, walked around the room for two laps, and shook his head: “It's a good idea, but we don't have the money to flip with the Northwest Army right now, but it's not too late to use it until we get our heels fixed. ”

Then Dewey smiled bitterly: “Before turning his face, if the Northwest Army came to ask for money, you can drag it. If you can't drag it, you'd rather spend some money on them...” Speaking of which, Dewey was a little unhappy, couldn't help but curse: “Shit, just pay the protection fee. ”

That said, but Dewey also knew that the Northwest Legion had taken root in the Northwest for so many years, and naturally had a strong foundation and strength.

If you don't mind, this General Dorothy here today, is that really what he's here for? Tens of thousands of gold coins are not waiting for this pot at the bottom of the Northwest Legion's house. More importantly, Dewey, the new and noble Northwestern attitude!

If Dewey behaves very obediently, then everything is fine. If Dewey is tough and refuses to cooperate, then what awaits Dewey is revenge from the Northwest Army! Don't forget, the first two noble lords ended up bleak under the blow of the Northwest Army!

Now that I haven't called this warlord the principal money, the best way to do it in the short term is to pretend to be stupid and disguise myself as a magician with no common sense, a small nobleman of political rookies. Try to give yourself time to grow.

Understanding this rationale, Dewey immediately came up with another idea, and he wrote a letter himself, which promptly sent him to the Northwest Army camp stationed on the northern border of Nurinhang Province.

This letter was addressed to General Lugo, the leader of the Northwest Legion. Dewey greeted Legion Commander Rugau with a condolence from an Imperial Duke nobleman, then humbly indicated that he had arrived in the Northwest and needed the multifaceted care of the Northwest Legion. Finally, there was a deliberate and apparently direct demand that the Northwest Army help itself, a man who had no foundation in the Northwest, exert some pressure on him, like Governor Bohan, to respond to the financial stockpiles and money that had been scratched by Bohan in the warehouse of the Tessagong province, which belonged to him. Dewey made it clear that he was not short of money, just to defend his dignity, unwilling to swallow his breath and willing to cooperate with the Northwest Army. Lastly, if the Northwest Army could help itself recover the money, Dewey would be willing to give it all to the Northwest Army and talk about his own respect for the border guard warriors.

In this letter, Dewey tries to shape herself as an uncivil and righteous nobleman. He did not expect a single letter to completely paralyze the Northwest Army, but if the Northwest Army could temporarily shift its attention from itself to Governor Bohan, that would be the end.

After this letter was sent, it was like a sea of stone, with no news from the Northwest Army for a long time. And General Rugau, who holds the power of the Northwest Army, seems to have no interest in Dewey, the new Duke of the Northwest. While administered by the Empire, the commanders of the main battle regiments stationed on the ground are generally not too close to local officials to take refuge. But as the commander-in-chief of the empire, the general of the military power, and Dewey, the Duke of the Empire, had not even met once in a few months in the northwest, the attitude of the other side was intriguing.

Did you mean to set up a shelf to look down on Dewey, the furry boy? Doesn't seem like it either...

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The 960-year-old winter of the Roland Empire has finally arrived. Winters in the northwest are much colder than in the south. But after enough winter food has been stockpiled, this cold winter does not seem so dreadful to the people of Desachon province.

Moreover, within a few months, General Lombardon, relying on his old relationship, bought large quantities of cattle and sheep from several small tribes of the prairie heresy, and in the winter each soldier wore a new leather jacket.

The construction of the city in the new capital city has been halfway completed, several urban areas have been largely improved, tens of thousands of people have been living in the city, and Dewey has spent nearly six million gold dollars on this new city. Even with Tito's little Zach constantly making money for Dewey, he gradually felt a little bit of economic pressure.

After all, the province of Dessardines is currently unable to become self-sufficient and is always dependent on its own private resources to feed its army and support the construction of the new city, which is not a long-term solution.

How to earn money in a barren north-western province of Dessard has become a problem that Dewey currently needs to solve. Only invest in things that don't pay off, Dewey won't do it!

Just as the New Year arrived, Dewey welcomed an unexpected guest.

The Leicester warriors, the Dardanelle warriors who had suffered with Dewey in the ice-covered forest, led a huge convoy to Gilliard City, Texas.

The old friend was reunited, of course Dewey was glad. He went out to greet this good friend himself, and the two people were hugging him warmly outside the Governor's Palace where the snow drifted.

“Jesus, Dardanelle, you're finally here!” Dewey Haha laughed and looked at this old friend: “I thought you'd forgotten me! ”

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