Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Daveus ignored him and continued: "For the new citizens who defeated the Lucanian tribal coalition, recaptured the city of Amendolara, and joined Amendolara today, the land they own now is tax-free! At the same time, A batch of'Amendorara Newborn Silver Buckle' will be cast, one for each new citizen, permanently kept, and can also be worn on Bolton in grand public places to let future generations know their merits!"

"It's almost the same!" Matonis sat down with satisfaction.

Now the new citizens have straightened their chests.

Daphos gave both parties glory, and both parties accepted with satisfaction, which restored the venue to calm again.In the eyes of Cornelius, he had to admit that Davers's political skills were powerful.

"Everyone doesn't pay taxes. What's the use of this law?" Mercys was dissatisfied.

"Don't you understand yet, Treasurer." Cornelius smiled: "All current citizens do not have to pay land tax, and after becoming citizens of Amendolara own land, they must pay tax."

"Please note that you don't have to pay taxes on your existing land, you still have to pay for the land you own in the future!" Daveus reminded.

"If this is the case, then I can accept it." Antonios stood up and said: "Amendolara was created by Cornelius and their ancestors, and they have suffered too much for this, and we should respect it. And We have given blood and sweat to Amendolara, and we deserve it. Citizens who join in the future enjoy everything that we all have done for this city-state, and of course they have to pay something for Amendolara, Pay taxes-I think it's a good way!"

"Antonius, right! We agree with this approach!" The new citizens agreed.

"Yes, we are the founder of this new Amendolara! To let future generations know what we are doing today, these non-taxable land and silver deductions are the best proof and glory!" Protsi Lao Si shouted excitedly, and other old citizens did not object.

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After the meeting, the new citizens all walked towards the square, and the old citizens walked on the rugged mountain road.

"Cornerus, you are too indulgent to the young man tonight! You don't refute every bill he proposes, watching him easily persuade the unseen mercenaries!" Stromboli Complain loudly.

"Hey, Stromboli, don't shout out to young people, young people, Daveus is our ruler, we should respect!" Rafaias looked back, not too far from the new citizens, So reminded.

"Consultant? I think the king is the right one. He had to ask us for permission for any one thing! Which proposal was discussed with the elders of the Senate beforehand! He also left so many mindless, I only know that the mercenaries who obeyed her participated in this meeting. Obviously, he wanted him to be the one who had the final say! Then what else do we have to do! Do you want to be puppets?!..." Stromboli was a little angry Talking non-stop.

Scombras couldn't help interrupting him: "Since you have an opinion on the consul, why don't you say it at the venue?"

Stromboli was speechless for a moment, his eyes turned: "You don't object, why should I object, and I'm not stupid! Oh... I know. Cornelius became the chief executive, pulling Fias is now a household registration officer, and he is already a big man! This is the gift of the ruler, you are embarrassed to oppose him, right?"

Scombrus rushed in front of him, glaring at him and said, "Shut up, Stromboli! Cornelius did his best to protect this mountain city, you can't say that to him! And ...Although the soldiers were rude and beat me. But to be honest, these bills proposed by the young consul were very interesting, especially the bill on taxation. I was really surprised, but Amendola The wax has not changed for hundreds of years..."

"Uncle Scomb is right! Our Amendolara suffers from this kind of suffering and can no longer live as before! Whether it is to appoint Davos as a lifelong governor, or his proposals, as long as he can Let Amendola grow stronger and no longer be bullied, even if the tradition of Amendola is changed, I accept it!" Trito de Moss said solemnly, making some of them nod secretly.

"It's not just not being bullied, we have to attack Lucania, defeat them, and avenge us!" Protéslaus, the youngest of the six, said excitedly.

"Lucania has a large population, a vast territory, and mostly mountainous areas. If you want to attack them, how can it be so easy, that young consul is just talking big things." Stromboli said suspiciously.

"It is a fact that Daveus led a small number of mercenaries to annihilate a large number of Lukalia coalition forces! It is also a fact to recapture Amendolara in one night! Who are so many generals and citizens in the big Greek city-state? Can you tell me two things?" Protsilaus retorted.

Stromboli hummed and did not answer.

"Have you noticed that the new citizens are looking at Daveus' eyes? It looks like they are staring at a deity!" Protsilaus said exaggeratedly.

"I heard that they called Daveus as a vassal, maybe he can really do a miracle." Trito de Moss said with some expectation: "I have long heard that we are northwest of Amendolara and upstream of the Sene River. There is a large lake with beautiful scenery. The Lucania people call it Dokala (that is, Lake Senise today). It seems that I can not only go to see it, but even get a piece of land there."

Stromboli snorted again, but his expression was less angry.

"After all, fighting is about death, whether you can fight or not." Cornelius sighed.

"Anyway, we don't need us to play, I think the mercenaries are very enthusiastic about this." Rafaias looked indifferent.

"That's also our citizen of Amendolara." Cornelius reminded him, he paused and said with a sigh: "However, we all looked down upon Daveus. Don't look at his young age, but right The city-state politics is very familiar, is he really the rumor that the new citizens said'has given wisdom by Hades'?"

His exclamation did not get refuted by the other five people, and obviously everyone was surprised.

"However, the actual governing ability of Davers requires further observation. How much impact and changes he proposed will have on Amendolara will be unknown to us now. What we can do Is to try to ensure the stability of Amendolara, find problems, and promptly remind Daves, at least from now on, Daves is not the same as Dionysius of Syracuse." Cornelius Si solemnly reminded everyone.

The other four nodded, while Stromboli asked in a deep voice: "What if Daveus messed up Amendolara and didn't listen to dissuasion, and wanted to mess up?"

"If that's the case..." Cornelius didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Then get rid of them!" Scombras said decisively: "For Amendolara, even cooperate with Turui again!"

The others faced each other and finally nodded silently.

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Daveus returned to the square, and it was already late.

He returned to his big tent, and the candles were still brightly lit, and Christosia, who had been waiting for his return, had fallen asleep on the paved floor.

Daveus walked gently to the floor and squatted in front of Kristoa. The beating candlelight reflected her beautiful and sexy face. Her breath was light and long, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth...

Must be dreaming!Daveus stared quietly, unconsciously.I came to this strange world alone, desperately alive in order to survive. Although there are a group of comrades who can be entrusted to life and death, the lonely wandering heart really has a port for mooring because of her.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, gently stroking Christosia's supple long hair, but didn't want her to wake up immediately, rubbing her misty eyes, and said lazily, "You're back."

Daphes held her hands together and said softly, "Christolia of Miletus, would you be my Daves wife?"

Christoya's eyes suddenly brightened, and her beautiful face sparkled under candlelight.Following Davers around, the one thing she was most worried about was no longer there. She hugged Dafus tightly and whispered her vow to commit to life: "I will!"

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After the passion, Christoia lay on Daphes and listened to him talking about what happened at the venue at night, and his sleep gradually came to mind...

At this time, Davers said: "Christoya, I am hesitating whether to let you do something."

"What's the matter?" Kristoa asked curiously.

"Have you heard of banks?"

"I heard, isn't it just lending. My father also runs this industry in Miletus. I heard him say that he admires the Athenian banker Pasion the most because he not only becomes the richest man in Athens by lending, but also wins The respect of the citizens of Athens..." Christosia remembered the past, inexplicably sad.

"Very good! I want you to open a bank in Amendolara and specifically lend to Amendolara citizens." Daveus said immediately.

"Open a bank?! Me?!" Kristoa froze.

"Yes, it's you!" Davers raised his head and looked at her with trust in his eyes: "You can manage the health care camp so well, I believe you can also run this bank!"

Christosia calmed her mind, thought for a while, and reminded: "That requires enough silver coins."