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The rumor that one drop of semen is equal to ten drops of blood is wrong. Windlow only realized it today.

Essence and blood are not the same thing, nor can they be transformed into each other, nor can one increase while the other decrease.

The only result now is that Windlow has lost all his blood and energy, and of course he is very weak as he was already in poor health.

Just like donating blood in a cart, although it was agreed that only a little bit would be sucked, in the end the vampire lady still sucked a lot.

Windlow was in a worse condition than Mousse. He felt drowsy and couldn't even run.

Fortunately, perhaps we should thank the witch hunters and vampires. The only result of these two guys, feared by both humans and ghosts, passing by here is that all birds will fly away from the mountains.

Whether it is a living person or an evil spirit, whether it is a beastman or a bandit.

In order to avoid getting in the way of witch hunters and vampires, they must have left this place early, which also gave Windlow and Mousse a safe space.

Although the two were weak, they still slowly moved north and finally arrived at Aviheim, the capital of the entire Avi Territory.

Averheim is a city that dates back to the age of the God-Emperor Sigmar.

The humans of Iverland built such a city together with the help of the dwarves.

Therefore, the relationship between the humans and dwarves in Ivyland is very good. Even after being humiliated, the dwarves only cut off business here for twelve years and did not initiate any revenge.

Out of friendship for Averland, the dwarves did not write a book of hatred, but only issued verbal warnings.

To the north of Averheim you can see a large river with a dam built by the dwarves.

Out of commitment to an ancient contract, the dwarven engineers on the dam still keep the entire dam operational.

However, the gates of Averheim were closed, and the fully armed Averheim guards were patrolling left and right.

When I saw that the people coming were just a man and a woman, I couldn't help but relax my vigilance a little.

But basic city defense work still had to continue. One of the giant swordsmen came forward and looked up and down at Windlow and Mousse.

Then he saw the former took out a handful of copper coins, which looked like more than ten.

Even the coldest heart or the most serious face can be warmed by copper coins.

Although the money did not stop the giant swordsman from giving up the inspection, he was still willing to talk to Windloo more during the inspection.

"My Lord, has something happened in Averheim? Why is there such martial law?"

Asking for information is a habit of traveling merchants, and they must have the best information when traveling far and wide.

"What happened? Ha, it seems that this is your first time in Ivyland, and you haven't seen the power of our Mad Earl yet."

The Mad Count is what everyone calls the current Elector Marius Redolf ​​of Iverland. The only good news at the moment is that Marius Redolf ​​himself doesn't care about such a title.

After the greatswordsman said a few words, Windlow also knew the reason why the entire city of Averheim was under martial law.

In the Mad Count's fantasies, rat-like beastmen attack cities using green stones.

The dwarves will point their cannons at the city, and all kinds of terrible demons will surround the city.

The Norscans from the North will storm the walls of Averheim.

A demon with two twisted bodies that cast terrible spells, one with countless eyes and the other without any eyes.

The last demon king with three eyes rode a donkey to destroy the entire Averheim.

The above words are all the remarks of the Mad Count. God knows what other nonsense this Elector who declares war on forests and frogs will say.

Therefore, in order to deal with the enemies imagined by the Mad Count, in addition to martial law, the entire Averheim is also preparing a large amount of food and weapons, enough to feed everyone in the empire for two years.

After checking and confirming that Windlow and Mousse were not rat-shaped beastmen, nor were they bearded dwarves, nor were they the three-eyed demon king riding a donkey.

The giant swordsman raised his right hand to signal his teammates that their identities were safe and they could be allowed into the city, although of course they would have to pay the city tax.

After entering the city of Averheim, Windlow and Mousse witnessed the prosperity of human cities for the first time.

Compared to the imperial capital of Altdorf, Averheim is more like the imperial capital.

Unlike Altdorf, Averheim's taxation is strange enough to be described as enlightened.

Altdorf levied a variety of taxes, including a window tax, a head tax, a belt tax, and a tax on empty toilets.

But in Averheim, there are only agricultural taxes, commercial taxes and industrial taxes.

Those who farm and graze have to pay agricultural taxes, but I don’t know if the Mad Count went crazy again when formulating the agricultural tax. The agricultural tax in the entire Iver County is only 13%, which is a world of difference from Bretonnia’s 90%.

Those who do business have to pay business tax. It's the same problem. The mad count set the business tax at only 20%.

As for the so-called industrial tax, the Mad Earl simply waved his pen and set a weird number of 7%.

Although the electors of other provinces in the empire laughed at the Mad Count's strategy, saying that according to his tax standards, Ivy might go bankrupt within a few years.

However, it is not known whether this crazy count is really crazy or just pretending to be crazy, but he has invisibly mastered the economic weapon of market regulation.

The invisible hand made Averheim one of the richest provinces in the empire.

Reikland is the capital of the empire and enjoys the benefits of the emperor.

Wiesenland is the industrial capital and enjoys the advantage of industrial monopoly.

Only Ivy Territory, which has no natural resources except for the many plains, has managed to squeeze into the top few ranks in terms of total wealth in the empire.

In such a city, there is an air of freedom everywhere.

Let’s not talk about other freedoms, just talking about freedom of speech, passers-by on the street can even directly call their elector the Mad Count.

As long as he didn't tell Marius Redolfo that he was the mad count, he would never go to jail for speaking.

In the market, since the business tax is not high and Ivy County is a grain-producing area, the food here is basically given away for free in Windlow's eyes.

Just take out a few coins from the Endless Wallet and you can buy large bags of various foods.

You don't even need to use gold coins. Just take out all your silver coins and bargain, and you can buy a nice donkey cart at the business station.

Because of the Mad Count, the entire Averheim is boycotting the so-called Three-Eyed Demon and his donkey mount, so the price of the donkey cart is very cheap.

However, due to martial law, Averheim only allows the trading of surplus food, and no other strategic materials are allowed to be traded. All of them are used to prepare for the end of the world mentioned by the Mad Count.

In this way, all the food was loaded onto the donkey cart, and Windlo picked up the map in his hand and began to look for the next trading route with Mousse.