My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 219: Keiral's Big Sword Attack [Request for First Order! First order!]

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“I'm going to Silver Country in the near future. For the sake of safety, I will bring 30 swords. You sit in the town, and everything will be adjusted.” Keiral said to Altoria.

“Oh." Altoria was bitter too. The four Grand Dukes had to be calmed down, otherwise the country would be overwhelmed.

And most importantly, Autumn Harvest work, Harvest Festival hosts must have the right people.

Since Keiral's not here, she's the only choice.

For this one, since he's already asked, it must be a difficult thing, right? But now that she's spoken, she won't ask.

Compared to the last time he did something else without saying goodbye, this time he'd say at least one more word!

In that case, let him do it.

“Then I'll leave tomorrow.” Kerall nodded softly. There is one thing that must be stopped.

“Understood." Altoria nodded, writing what had been read on the data the Kerall disciples had counted.

There are certain things that must be done, even in official documents, as if she now had the statistics: the food that might be available this year, and how much could be taxed.

Money consumed for the acquisition of food also needs to be calculated.

These are mathematics and data, and Kerall decided to buy all the food for the third and even next year's big war.

Camelot's economy is not under much pressure.

First, Camelot coins appeared, and secondly, the countless treasures of gold and silver found in pirates' homes made Camelot rich and oily.

It may be hard to imagine how much the pirates' treasures are, but a little bit of a fight can tell: pirates don't store food, so they're bound to rob and loot every day.

Assuming a pirate ship looted a ship for three days a day, the wealth accumulated in 100 Uruk gold coins on a merchant ship would be a path to heaven, and Camelot would not have to pay too much taxes over the next decade.

But Keiral was unexpectedly supportive of the Grand Duke of the West, because Keiral knew full well that people couldn't get used to it, as if he would be happy if an ordinary man were given a meal of thousands of dollars every once in a while, but if he were to eat a meal every day, when he got used to it a month later, he would start to resent it all, and even feel very uncomfortable, "Why am I eating thousands of dollars instead of tens of thousands? ”

He will not think that he is not worthy of this table, nor will he think that this table is not earned by himself, but that there is endless greed and need.

That's the skeleton of man himself, isn't it?

So there's a difference to compare their happiness, and when they get used to this low tax policy, if they adjust back, they get angry and feel squeezed.

But they're not going to think about it, which is the policy of the state, or the gratitude: Ah, so I've been living on low taxes for almost seven or eight years ~

Instead, they complain: the government raises taxes again, the government raises prices again, and the government fails to act...

Wait, wait...

Kerall understands very well that this is not about playing with rights, it is not about exploitation, it is just about what is necessary for a stable government, a stable regime.

Why do so many countries envy the heavens? It's not the heavenly government, the heavenly monkeys can do whatever they want, but the heavenly dynasty is stable! Very stable! Stability policy can be issued and orders can reach the bottom! They have a way of dealing with it is another way of saying it, but from the point of view, which policy is not for the benefit of the people?

It is one thing to enact and another to be enforced by the people below.

At that altitude of Kerall, which civilian thing can impress them? What they see is a problem that reflects on the civilian population as a whole, and then they figure out how to solve the problem of the majority of the population from the perspective of a civilian, a problem that is irrelevant in itself and that can be solved by waving his hand, but can it easily solve the problem of a human being and focus on tens of millions of people? He could only designate an ordinance and then use it to solve the problem of millions of people.

This is the way senior executives govern, and you can't say they're cold-blooded, but you can't be the only one who loves people when they're diligent.

For ordinary people, they may be ruthless, but they can only calculate gains and losses in numbers, choosing to throw away the less profitable.

Sounds cruel, but if you're the ruler, when you don't even know your clients, and you don't have any feelings for them, and you don't choose a collection of more, more interests, do you want to abandon such a collection of interests for the sake of small?

Nobody's stupid. The person who screamed all day was able to look down on the saints from a third perspective to ironic things that had nothing to do with them, and the other was that their vital interests had not been persecuted, and when their vital interests had been undermined, why would they think it was me? You want to cut off my interests and make me big?

That may be true for ordinary farts, but for heads of State, any instability, instability, threat, social unrest, military insecurity, disruption of people's lives will be abolished, or killed, or killed, or whatever.

Perhaps they can still say something online in modern times, but looking at their future lives will be a blockade for society as a whole.

Because they are destabilizing factors in themselves! Who dares use him? Who can use him?

Simple arithmetic questions.

So Kerall agrees with the tax.

It is not a question of people's inability to bear it; it is a question of society and of having a stable security that continues to provide tremendous energy.

Instead, tranquillity is more difficult than in wartime, because internal contradictions come out one after the other, as if Nero had had to open a new duel at the battlefield to appease the governors' reports under his command.

When it comes to the Roman Fighting Stadium, it is very famous. It has long been a festival rather than a habitual Roman Fighting Stadium. Its place in ancient times is definitely bigger than that of the Olympic Games. This bloody movement, which is dominated by fights, fighters, human beings and animals, has become a symbol because of the dominance of Rome.

The so-called Beast of War is, at best, the carnival of the middle and lower nobles, with the implicit implication that it is the internal functioning of a vast empire that scares all the world: the Governor's Assembly.

Or a split between powerful lords within the Romanian Empire, an agreement, or the implementation of the emperor's absolute authority.

Compared to this news, the opening of the Babylonian Sky Tower in Uruk, the news that the Golden Tyrant began to brush the tower is so worthless.

This is definitely a meeting about the fate of the entire continent, and no one is looking at the battlefield, but the group behind the scenes of the battlefield, a game of the highest powers hidden beneath a huge empire.

Can Nero Claudius, the young female emperor, really take control of the Romanian Empire so smoothly? Or does she want another majestic slaughter decision to burn the Golden Theatre?

Even if the fire was officially declared, everyone knew that Claudius had set the fire, and there was no evidence, but there were some things that did not require proof.

But it doesn't matter to Kerall at all.

What he's going to stop now is south of Silver King Isley.

Based on his dynamics, Kerall could have known very clearly that his logging had been delivered to the cunning king who lived for 300 or 400 years.

He will not allow this shame to happen, and bloodbathing of tissues is imperative.

What Celery, what Nanko, those aren't the points.

He, Isley, king of silver, is the strongest.

Anything that stands in his way will be crushed.

Kerall understands that this is the confidence of the Silver King, an industry at its peak.

With the swords' oldest water moon, time, initial power, he had absolute confidence in himself.

Kerall believed he was ready to give up all the power of the Silver Nation.

But Kerall must not let him go south!

At least not this time!

This is an important moment to start the whole body. Romania is convening a conference on the battlefield. If Romania is a giant but slow to act as a bloated administration due to the size of its territory on a weekday, Romania, where all its lords are together, is a giant with its wings and weapons, whose whole body is moved by the brain, moves and will allow the giant to rebound completely.

Let's not talk about Yubo. It's not hard to spread the war all over the continent and burn down that little island in England.

Kerall must stop him.

Of course, Kerall is not alone, and the 30 sword girls in his hand are strong. He knows, but it's not enough. He needs more power to organize the Silver King to pour his full strength south.

So tissue drowned and sent pillows.

Kerall promised that despite the hidden cards in the hands of the organization, he would never play them, and he would at least use some cannon ash to test the power of the Silver King for 300 years.

Speaking of cannon ash, what could be better than having a large number of orphans at any time as a result of the war, capable of mass production and not weak fighting swords?

Most importantly, these swords are not very obedient.

No matter how unreachable it is, how could Kerall's demonic poetry follow Keral-assisted Artoria's triumph to fame the continent, the alien heart of the Great Swords as the organization they control not know?

So, guns and ashes, your last moments have come, play your leftovers and use your lives to get information for us.

Division, it, that's what I think. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)