The Knight's Journey to the Empire

Soran felt a little dissatisfied with Ramos's attitude, but he didn't say anything yet.

Javier rebuked Ramos harshly: "Ramos, go back and sit down after the report. Have you forgotten what I taught you and said?"

Javier was indeed angry!

In his opinion, Ramos had crossed the line.

As the young master's confidant, you have to consider the young master's interests.

You can exercise your autonomy and initiative, and you can put forward your own suggestions, but you must not be swayed by personal emotions, and you must not bring such emotions to the Young Master and affect his judgment.

The young master is the lord, the master you follow.

You report the situation to the master, and then the master makes a decision and you carry it out.

That's all, and it shouldn't be overly personal.

Soran looked at Javier with great appreciation and nodded with satisfaction.

"I am your lord now, the master you follow. When we are together, I will not say anything internally."

"But to the outside world, I hope you can follow my will, resolutely implement my orders, and resolutely safeguard my interests."

"Remember, no matter what, we are all in the same boat. Our interests are the same. We prosper together and suffer together."

"When we discuss together, you can speak freely and express your opinions and suggestions freely, but I hope you don't bring too many personal emotions or self-feelings!"

"Understand?"

"Understood." +5

Everyone present stood up and answered loudly in unison.

"Okay, everyone sit down. Let's discuss how to gain a foothold and how to open up the situation!" Sauron looked at everyone.

But everyone just stared at each other, obviously not knowing how to say it.

I don’t know whether he has no idea or he is unwilling to say it out loud.

Finally, Gubellini stood up and said, "Master, I agree with Big Brother's idea. Suppress those vampires and help those poor farmers!"

"Well, what about others? Do they have any other ideas?" Soran continued to ask.

But everyone still looked at each other in bewilderment, or looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses.

These guys are fine if you ask them to fight and charge into battle, but it's hard to let them give advice and govern the territory.

Then forget it!

Soran sighed!

He suddenly missed Woolf a little!

If he were here, maybe he could give me some advice.

Of course, this does not mean that Sauron has no opinions or ideas, and cannot make decisions and give orders on his own.

He has his own way or principles of doing things.

But wouldn’t it be better if we could pool our wisdom, improve our own ideas, and maximize our benefits?

In fact, his ideas are somewhat consistent with Ramos's.

After all, from now on, the people will be his own, so what does it have to do with him what happens to other people?

But the specific implementation of his ideas is somewhat different from Ramos's. He wants to maximize benefits.

"Report, Baron, the mayor of Flanders is here to visit!"

At this moment, a servant suddenly came to report.

Now that he had nothing else to do, Soran received the guests directly in the hall outside.

The mayor made a sudden visit, and Soran wanted to see what medicine he was going to sell!

……

The mayor of Flanders Town, named Corbett, was about forty years old and very thin, like a bamboo pole.

He was also dressed in luxurious clothes, and had a ruddy face, a pair of narrow eyes, and a mustache.

This is exactly the look of a cunning landlord.

As soon as he came up, he knelt on the ground and said in a very flattering tone: "Your Excellency the Baron, your loyal servant Corbett has been waiting for you. Today I finally see you!"

"Master, you don't know that in order to wait for your arrival, your loyal servant Corbett has not eaten or slept well for several days."

"Master, Kobitt prays for you sincerely every day. May the glory of the Goddess of Harvest shine upon you forever!"

Corbett made a gesture of prayer.

Then he would crawl over on his knees, ready to kiss Soran's boots.

Soran felt a chill and goose bumps all over his body.

It was also the first time he met such a person, who was so mean and despicable.

Not to mention the others, they were all trying hard to suppress the anger and contempt in their hearts.

If he had not been there, Soran would have every reason to believe that they would have rushed up directly, beaten Corbitt up, and taught him a lesson of "virtue".

Then thrown out like a dead dog.

Soran quickly signaled to Javier to help him up.

But he was not given a seat.

Kopit was hunched over, with his back hunched, completely ignoring the various looks of contempt or disgust from the people around him.

It was as if the despicable thing just now was not him!

When a person is extremely humble, he is invincible. In this skill, Kopit has reached the master level.

“Mayor Corbett, what are you doing here?” Soran asked directly without beating around the bush.

"My honorable Baron, your loyal servant is very excited to see you arrive safely in the territory today. So I ran over to express my sincere blessings and loyalty to you as soon as possible!" While speaking, Corbitt kept his body bent.

Soran was sitting, but his head was bowed lower than Soran's, so that Soran could still look down at him while sitting.

“Is that all?” Soran made an intriguing expression.

To people like Corbett, their loyalty is worthless.

So if he came this time just to express his loyalty verbally, it would be better for him not to come, otherwise it would only backfire.

Soran believed that Corbett himself knew the reason behind this.

"Of course not, sir. To show my loyalty, I have brought you important information and a gift." Kobitt said confidently.

"Oh, what important information is this?" Soran acted very curious.

"Sir, it's like this. That greedy tax collector Jacques, under the pretext that His Royal Highness needed to raise military funds, collected three years' worth of taxes from the territory in advance and put them into his own pocket."

"He is infringing upon your personal property, sir. How despicable! I am so anxious and hurt when I see this!"

"Now that you are here, Master, you can't just let him go. You must take back all the property he embezzled!"

"Besides, Master, don't worry. That damn tax collector was appointed by the previous lord. He bribed the prince's confidants, so he can continue to stay here."

"He has no connection with His Royal Highness the Prince. His Royal Highness doesn't even know he exists."

Kobitt revealed everything he knew without any hesitation.

Corbett directly stabbed his former patron Sir Jacques in the back.

All the blame, big or small, was heaped on him.

Then portray yourself as a victim who had no choice but to do it.