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Emil's oily face was sweating profusely.

"This... this... you're joking."

Avril smiled slightly. "I'm very busy, and I'm not in the mood to laugh right now. The annual tax paid by the Mullen family to the royal family is pitifully small, even the military budget I grant you every year. It's been hard work.

In this way, this time, the Mullen family's contribution to helping defend against Gilber is not small. They demarcated a few areas rich in food from Gilber's territory, plus a few private areas belonging to the royal family, and took the territory of His Excellency Emile. All the mountains and seas from the lands have been exchanged. What do you think of this proposal? "

Emil's heart was full of bitterness, and his fat face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum. While laughing with him, he secretly hated, how could he be so careless that he was caught by this stinky woman, and now he can't beat him, what should he do?

What he said just now was not entirely prevarication. Although the Mullen family is rich, their military strength is indeed the last among the marquis. Not to mention the rich family of Gilbert, even the old Roman can't compare.

Now that the queen is coercing herself with a big victory, she will definitely not be able to resist. Maybe this cunning woman is waiting for her to resist, so she can find an excuse to take it straight, and the only option is to cut the meat.

Emil bowed repeatedly with a bitter face. "Your Majesty the Queen, you... You are merciful, the Mullen family has indeed been somewhat... neglected in recent years, but the marquis family under the royal family has been damaged successively in the past two years, and now only me and old Roman's Anderson family are left. You see..."

He stretched out three carrot-like fingers with a painful face to compare, which meant that the annual tax would go up by another 30%.

Avril raised her charming eyebrows in surprise.

"Have the annual tax tripled? Your Excellency Emile is really proud."

"No no... I mean"

Her Majesty's fox eyes narrowed, and he said threateningly: "Could it be four times? You are even going to refund the military expenses of the past twenty years?

The money that the Mullen family has taken from me over the years seems to be worth more than ten years of taxes. Does Your Excellency Emile think that the royal family needs to make good compensation? "

Emile's expression froze, and he waved his hands and said with a smile on his face: "No, no, three times! Three times! Her Majesty the Queen turned the tide and defeated Gilber, who wanted to rebel. In the future, he will be able to wipe out all the rebellion and rebuild Flange.

My Mullen family has too few soldiers and not many people, so it's right to pay more to support you, so I won't bother you, I'll go back and collect the money..."

Avril nodded and turned around. She waved her hand without raising her eyelids and said, "Very good, then I will represent the Royal Family of France and thank Your Excellency Emile for your strong support."

"It should be, it should be!" Emile left with a dry smile.

He came round, was squeezed dry, and Her Majesty's pocket was instantly "dulged". These tripled taxes, plus Gilber's private property, might be able to pay off the wealth at one time. There is still money left for the church.

Of course, that's what I said, but it is absolutely impossible to pay back the money, and it is impossible to pay back the money in this life.

When I borrowed the money, the collateral was the collection of the royal family for hundreds of years. It is estimated that most of those antique sculptures and portraits were taken away by Peter, and now they are all in the hands of the Farrell family. Go to Farrell's house and ask for it.

What? People in Fortune Church are not happy? Why are they not happy, and I am not happy?

At the beginning, Peter "escorted" a lot of property out of the city just to ask them to pay back the money, but he was caught and chopped up by the traitors of the Farrell family. I haven't asked them for compensation yet!

Avril made a small calculation happily, and even arranged how to spend the money. She turned around with a smile like a flower, and leaned forward with her hands behind her back, her beautiful body curved out a seductive curve.

Her Majesty the Queen smiled and said to the plain-faced William, "William, why did you suddenly become so powerful? It's really thanks to you this time, or else I'm afraid that Gilbert will succeed. Do you have any reward you want? A title or a fief?"

William looked at Avril, who was full of local tyrants, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "I..."

Avril suddenly stretched out her hand to cover his mouth. Her tender palm was actually softer than William's lips. She blinked her eyes, showing a rare naughty expression.

"Don't say it, let me guess."

She retracted her palms behind her back, thought for a moment and said, "I guess you must want a piece of land. I saw you always look at my map before, so I'll give you..."

"Cousin! I knew you would never die, hahaha!"

A familiar laughter sounded from a distance, and William followed the sound, and the first thing he saw was two... Hans's familiar beard.

At this time, the bearded cousin, who was being carried on his back by a man with well-developed chest muscles, waved at William excitedly.

The sharp-eyed William saw the splint on the back of his right arm, not only on the arm, but also on the sides of the two legs were tied with thick branches, looking like he was seriously injured.

The woman who was carrying him was also seriously injured. The front of the clothes and the mouth of the heart were full of blood. The blood on the front of the clothes was probably vomited. The clothes at the mouth of the heart were torn, revealing the gauze wrapped around it. It looked like it was a sword injury. .

Avril looked at the two people who were covered in bruises and wounds with surprise on their faces~www.novelmt.com~ Aren't these two...that one gone? How could it be so badly injured?

She said inexplicably: "You...you are not...how could you be hurt like this?"

Although the bearded cousin is old, his face is still relatively tender. Even if he asks such a vague question, he is still a little embarrassed.

He scratched his head and murmured a couple of times, then hesitantly said: "It's okay...it's okay, it was actually pretty good at first, but something went wrong this morning."

Pomona, who was carrying him, didn't care, she first nodded to Avril, and then replied helplessly: "Don't mention it, I was sleeping with him in my arms this morning, and the old guy Gilbert didn't know what to say. Crazy, I rushed over with a sword in hand, I didn't even have time to put on my clothes..."

Even with the presence of [The Face of a Careerist], William was still defeated by this carefree speech.

His eyes moved from Pomona to Hans, he gave him a complicated look, and questioned silently with his own eyes, dog! Why are you betraying the organization?

The bearded cousin was blushing when William stared at him. He lowered his head and explained naively, "It's not... it's not that I'm not wearing anything. I even wear socks."

William's cheeks twitched, and then he asked curiously, "You were in Gilber's camp before? And this... Who is this younger brother and sister? How could Gilber bump into you?"

Pomona raised her eyebrows, looked up and down at the sturdy William with admiration, and said nonchalantly, "Ask me? Because I was Mrs. Gilber before, but from just now, I seem to be a widow. already."

William and the middle-aged beauty in the distance froze at the same time, and an inexplicable sense of guilt welled up in their hearts...