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The old man Cameron on the other side of the ring still seemed not to be relieved enough, and he specifically asked one more sentence:

"If you really can't take it off, I can hold on for another week, and if I limit it, it will be half a month. In short, don't let Karina know, and don't do this through the Jinsara Chamber of Commerce... …”

William nodded with a complicated expression.

I'm sorry, although I don't know what you're covering up, but the expression on the rich woman's face tells me that it's probably a secret that will kill you socially.

I have deep sympathy and empathy for this, after all, I was in a hurry when I "come here", and I haven't had time to clear the browser's records...

After seeing William nod, the old man Cameron's breath of relief came from the ring, and he solved the problem of Ju... He felt that the whole person was relieved a lot.

"correct."

He seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked curiously:

"You didn't have any taste of fate before, but now you're already a first-order [Mystic], don't you..."

After hearing the old man Cameron's words, the corners of William's mouth twitched slightly. Yes, you guessed right, I am the legendary genius.

"Are you an orphan?"

"..."

fuck! (a plant)

After not hearing William's reply for a long time, the old Cameron on the other side of the ring said apologetically:

"Sorry, my words may be too blunt, but this is indeed the truth. The more helpless someone was in front of fate, the stronger the idea of ​​changing fate, and the deeper the entanglement with fate. Talent is better.

The weakest time is in childhood. People who lose their parents at an early age tend to be more powerless in the face of fate, and have a deeper understanding of fate. Therefore, nine out of ten professionals who successfully step into the sequence of fate They are all orphans whose parents have died. "

William raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about the other one?"

The old man Cameron sighed deeply, and answered nonchalantly:

"I don't have any blood relatives anymore."

In other words... a dead account...

William frowned and didn't speak. He felt that this sequence really shouldn't be called destiny, it should be called Scorpio Lone Star.

Seeing William's cold (faced) indifferent (paralyzed) face through the circular mirror technique, the old man Cameron seemed to think of his cynical self when he was young.

After sighing, he exhorted earnestly:

"Although I know that what I said is mostly useless, I still hope that you will not continue on the fate sequence. Professionals in the fate sequence are destined to be accompanied by misfortune."

After recalling his entanglement with the Farrell family, the old Cameron sighed:

"As you move forward with more and more difficulty, if you want to go further, you can only intervene in the fate of others. However, even if you are willing to be only a bystander and turn a blind eye to those miserable and absurd things, you still have to endure it. Extremely painful consequences."

...

After hearing the teacher's deep introspection, the little rich woman under the window was almost unable to hold back.

At first, she was still feeling the cruelty of fate together, but when she heard the extremely "painful" "consequences", a ring with thorns suddenly appeared in her mind.

Karina desperately covered her mouth and nose, almost suffocating herself, but in the end she couldn't hold it back, and a suppressed smirk emerged from her fingers.

After hearing the strange noise, the old man Cameron, who was like a philosopher, broke his defense instantly and asked in a panic:

"What's the noise over there? Is Karina back!"

In order to save the last bit of face for the teacher, the little rich woman covered her mouth and resolutely climbed up to the window. Just as she was about to step out of the window and find a place to have a good laugh, she suddenly remembered a knock at the door. .

"Miss Karina, hurry up and go to the front hall!" There was a somewhat anxious voice from the servant outside the door.

"President Lolita is injured!"

...

"I said nothing, it was just an accident!"

The silver-haired old lady glared angrily at the surrounding crowd and said dissatisfiedly, "Have you not been trampled when you dance with others?"

Jessica supported her with a guilty face and whispered, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, why don't you find a place to rest first."

"It's okay, I can still stand!"

The old lady glared at the waiter who wanted to come to help, and said angrily: "It's not a big deal, just take a rest for a while, and you have to make trouble so everyone knows what to do?"

Just as she scolds the waiters for making a fuss, Karina hurried over with William.

"Aunt Lolita, why are you injured?"

The old lady shook her head and smiled and said, "It's nothing serious, find a priest to take care of it... eh? Why are your clothes torn?"

The old lady looked suspiciously at Karina, who was full of anxiety, and soon found out that something was wrong. Not only was the child torn in a piece of clothes, but also her chest was suddenly shrunk, and her face had a strange blush...

This……

As an old lady who has come here, she can't help but have some unharmonious associations.

She squinted her eyes and looked at William, and found that he was well-dressed and well-organized, and suddenly became a little confused.

It shouldn't be... Is it possible that something new has happened that I don't know about after all these years...

At this moment, the female knight's sincere apology interrupted her memory.

"It's all my fault. At the beginning, I remembered to pay attention to my footsteps. Later... Then I forgot when I jumped..."

After hearing Jessica's explanation, William subconsciously looked at his shoe that was on the verge of being scrapped, and immediately knew what had just happened.

The female knight handed over the task of supporting the old lady to Karina, then bit her lip and bowed deeply.

"It's all my fault, if possible, I hope to make amends..."

"What compensation?"

The old lady withdrew her skeptical eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "You have refused several times. I insisted on pulling you to dance. Besides, stepping on your feet is not a big deal. What are you doing with such a fuss?"

She took Jessica's hand, patted it gently, and then said kindly:

"When I saw you, I felt very kind, as if I saw myself when I was young. The old woman has been alone for more than 60 years, and she has no son or daughter. If you really want to make up for it, then Come see me more..."

Her remarks really moved Jessica. The female knight had hardly ever felt the taste of family since she was a child, and this was the thing she couldn't bear the most.

Seeing that Jessica's eyes were shining with water, and she was about to rush to recognize her relatives, William hurriedly stepped forward and divided the scene of mother and daughter filial piety, with a sincere expression on his face:

"Although you think you don't need compensation, but we can't accept it with peace of mind. So, as long as you are a believer of Fortune Church, you can exempt most of the taxes when doing business in the territory under my control. I worship the goddess of wealth, and I hope she can protect you and keep you safe."

As soon as William's words came out, there was an uproar in the surrounding crowd.

Although this reason is nonsense, no one cares about who steps on their feet or not. This is tax exemption, and it seems that there are more than one.

Just when the crowd began to discuss, a businessman squeezed out, first saluted William respectfully, and then asked cautiously:

"Mr. William, what are most of the taxes you are talking about? And, after the abolition of these taxes, will you add new taxes?"

William looked up and down and found that he was a little familiar. After looking at it carefully, he remembered, isn't this the little businessman who "charged" him before?

Seeing that William didn't speak for a long time, but looked at himself up and down, Jose's heart suddenly rose, and he felt a little regretful why he came out to ask this sentence.

However, he couldn't help but ask, his goods have not been released yet. If the new lord said tax-free, if it is also a disguised search, then what awaits him and his daughter will be a cruel future...

Although the businessmen around were not as urgent as he was~www.novelmt.com~, they also quieted down, waiting for William's answer with fear or anticipation.

William looked at the middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "I remember you, you are the businessman who wanted to bribe me."

Jose's body trembled, a hint of bitterness appeared in his mouth, and he nodded hastily: "Lord William, please forgive me, I was just a little curious, so I asked..."

"fine."

William waved his hands and said calmly: "This question is a good question, but I will tell you if you don't ask. The taxes I plan to exempt include-road maintenance tax, customs tax, city entry tax..."

Every time William said a tax, the eyes of the merchants became more excited.

Under the aristocratic system of "personal dependence", the lord has the right of life and death over his subjects, so the freedom of tax collection is also astonishing. Multiple toll taxes.

Sometimes a business route is obviously very good, but as long as there is a lord in the middle who needs to collect heavy taxes, many businessmen can only go far away or simply change to a new business route, and this tax situation is also one of the information exchanged during the meeting. .

If these messy taxes are now abolished, at least in these three marquis, all the trade routes will be unimpeded, which is an incredible good thing.

William's words continued, the banned taxes one after another, and whenever the merchants thought it was the last one, the next tax would still appear in his mouth.

"The woodland tax, the brewing tax, the mill tax, and... arbitrary taxes, that's it, the rest of the taxes are still to be paid."

As soon as William's words were over, the surrounding discussions immediately rang out, and almost everyone was happy, especially the final arbitrary tax, which scratched the soft flesh of all the merchants.