Chapter 301 Protection Fee

The All-Professional Master of Another World Chapter 301 Protection Fee

Owner. Smells of blood. "Just when Lin Li was confused, Feile suddenly frowned.

Nophele is a real high-level vampire. His life, his strength, everything comes from blood. Naturally, the sensitivity to blood is much higher than that of ordinary people. Since even he said it smelled of blood. Then this dark cloud town. I'm afraid that someone is really bleeding.

"What kind of party?"

"church."

"Let's go. Let's go."

I haven't finished my words yet. Lin Li's floating technique had already been released. Under the support of the power of levitation. Lin Li's whole body swept towards the church grounds like a gust of wind. This month's study of more than a dozen core magic rules. It has indeed brought him countless benefits. A simple floating technique was in his hand. It was actually as fast as lightning. Fortunately, no one saw him at this time, otherwise he would have scared half his life. Transform the Great Mage-level levitation spell into the legendary-level flying spell. Is this something that humans can do?

Lin Li controlled this floating technique that was comparable to legendary magic. In an instant, he had flown over the church square. The scene in the square surprised Lin Li. Not a very spacious square. Almost a thousand people were crowded. You must know that this is Wuyun Town. Neither is the prosperous royal capital Oranna. Nor is it the chaotic city of Garros, which is crowded with eighteen forces. This is just a remote town near Doland. The whole | town is full of plans. There are no more than a thousand households. These are more than a thousand people. It almost means that there are people coming from every household.

"Hurry up. Don't waste time. Pay money when you should pay. Go home when you should go home. If you delay me from having dinner, you will suffer a lot next month." came from the crowd. This sound. It sounds a bit gurgling, like a severe nasal congestion.

Lin Li lowered his head in surprise. I saw a strong man in his thirties. There was a long table in front of him and a large wooden box on it. And the strong man was right there shouting curses. While putting the silver coins one by one into the box. The townspeople lined up in front of the long table. Just under the strong man's loud yell. Send silver coins one by one.

At the beginning, Lin Li came as an official.

In fact. No wonder the Legislative Council thinks so in recent years. The borders of the Kingdom of France are becoming more and more uneven every year. Especially this year. The two human kingdoms of Farland and Din have been fighting several wars in succession. Although they are all small-scale armed conflicts. But in the current environment. Even a fool knows this. Sooner or later these two human kingdoms will have a battle. War and taxation. Always connected. Therefore, this year's taxes are also particularly heavy. Lin Li had only lived in Wuyun Town for a month and had already seen the tax collector's car twice.

But then I thought about it and it was wrong - how could those tax collectors wearing black clothes and riding horses be so cool? Look at this one. A pair of small triangular eyes. Face full of flesh. On the other hand, he yelled and cursed loudly. While raising your legs. At first glance, it seems that he has more temperament, style, and style than any other tax official.

"Damn it. All of you would be damned ghosts if we hadn't been protecting you all these years. Can your crops grow so well? Can your business last so long? Can your children grow so big and take a little bit from you? Money is the only thing that matters. Do you still have a conscience? Let me tell you. Our boss said it. Prices have risen recently. Expenses are also more than before. Starting next month, each family will have to pay fifty more silver coins. You misers. . It’s better to prepare the money as soon as possible. Don’t waste time like today.”

The strong man complained endlessly. Lin Li finally understood the whole story. This guy is really more popular than the tax collector in terms of feelings. Tax collectors have to worry a lot about collecting taxes. Think about what to use to collect taxes. But this guy doesn't even need to think about his name. Just charge as little protection fee as you want.

Things like protection fees. Li Yixiang didn't like it very much. so. He slowly descended from the sky. When I was about to talk to the strong man. But suddenly I heard someone calling my name.

"Feire. Did you come here?"

Lin Li looked back. I saw an old man with white hair: "Good evening. Uncle Sarat."

This man named Salat. It was Lin Li's new neighbor. He is in his fifties this year. Next to the huts in the forest, there is a blacksmith shop with a light business. On weekdays, I make a living by collecting farm tools. Wuyun Town is such a small place. The average person has several farm tools at home and may not necessarily change them once. Sarat's business is naturally deserted. Often no one comes to the door for several days. Plus a son is idle. He dreams of becoming an adventurer and making a fortune all day long. He started hanging out in Dorland when he was a teenager. Now the impostor is not taking it seriously. He is almost becoming a low-level gangster. I haven't made much money in the past few years. It was old Sarat who helped him a lot. The business is not doing well and the son is not up to expectations. Old Sarat's life was naturally an abnormal one.

but. Despite the abnormality of life

Sarat is in Wuyun Town. But he is a good old man. Take Lin. When I first moved to Wuyun Town. He was taken care of a lot by old Sarat. Running up and down, asking questions and asking questions. Passionate like family members. until now. If old Sarat had made something delicious, he would not ask this young neighbor to share it. Even a person as thick-skinned as Lin Li. Sometimes I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Always thinking about it in my mind. Should I find an opportunity to repay this kind old man another day?

at this time. Old Sarat had a worried look on his face: "Feire. Tell uncle quickly. Why did you come here?"

"Haha. I went out during the day. I just came back. Then I found that there was no one in the town."

"Hey. You really are." Old Sarat sighed. A face full of wrinkles. Full of anxiety: "What are you doing here? Isn't it good outside? Why do you have to come back at this time? Hey. I'm going to be in trouble."

"What's going on. Uncle Sara?"

"Don't ask so many questions yet." Sarat looked around. Then he quietly pulled Lin Li aside. Pointing to the woods opposite the church square: "Feire, did you see that side? Yes, yes, yes. It's next to the woods. There is a path there. Now, before those vampires can find you, sneak through that path. Run to the outside of the town and hide for a while. Come back after dark."

"What blood sucking?"

"That's them." The old man quietly pointed to the group. The strong man was collecting money behind the long table with his legs crossed: "They are all members of the Char Thieves Group. These vampires collect a lot of money from the town every year. They also say that this is the price of protecting us. Bah. These damn vampires. It would be great if they don’t come to harm us. We still count on their protection.”

"You just pay them if they charge you?"

"So what if we don't surrender? They all have weapons. How can we fight them?"

"What about the militia in the town? And Doland. Why is Yun Town protected by Doland? Has Doland ever asked about this matter?"

"The militiamen can't fight him. There are only dozens of militiamen in Wuyun Town. The weapons are all outdated products from decades ago. Xia Yake has a group of more than a thousand thieves. They are all ranked high on the Qingfeng Plain. No. Dozens of militiamen with outdated weapons. How could they possibly protect the dark clouds. Yu Dolande. I heard someone say that. The city lord Andrzej and the boss of the Char Thieves Group. The relationship is not ordinary. good."

"That's right." Lin Li nodded. Nothing more was said.

"Okay, Feyre. I've told you what you want to know. You'd better run away from the alley. You may not know. In addition to collecting money, these vampires also often arrest young people in the town. Go. Either join them. Or become a slave. You have seen my boy before. If I wasn't afraid that he would be captured by these vampires, how could I watch him fooling around in Dorland?"

When the old man said this. An old face was full of anxiety. if you can. He really didn't want any harm to his neighbors this year. Although we have not known each other for a long time. But old Sarat always regarded this young man as his son. Compared to his unsatisfactory son. This young man seemed to be the other extreme. Be humble and gentle to others. There is always a beautiful smile on his face. Even myself, a humble old blacksmith. He was always full of respect. Occasionally I visit my blacksmith shop. I will also ask myself some things about forging.

Such young people. Who could bear to watch being captured by the members of Char's thieves group? Or die under torture. Or was he brainwashed into a murderous thief?

"It's okay. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Uncle Sarat. Don't worry. I won't be arrested by them." Old Sarat was thinking. Lin Li naturally knew. After a few words of comfort. His eyes fell on the strong man behind the long table.

No, don't admit it. Collecting protection money is indeed a strenuous job. After all, there are more than a thousand households in Wuyun Town. Fifty per family|Silver coins. That adds up to more than 50,000 silver coins. Collect this piece by piece. It's not just tiring. It’s no wonder that the boss of the Char Thieves Group will raise his price next month.

"Okay. You damn ghosts, give me a break. Don't dawdle there. If it delays my dinner, be careful I'll skin you." Russell yelled and cursed. While putting a few silver coins in his hand, he shook the "ding-ding" sound.

Lin Li curled his lips. Was planning to tell this guy. I'm afraid you don't have time for dinner. Suddenly there was a commotion outside the crowd.

"Let me go. You|bastards. Let me go."

Several members of the thieves group armed with weapons. At this time, a young man was being escorted towards the center of the square. The young man looked to be in his twenties. Between the eyebrows. It is actually very similar to old Sarat.