The next day, noon.
Fang Qingyan finally collected all the taxes.
He also smoothly returned to Casteinburg to report on his mission.
He had completed the mission perfectly.
However, the other members of the tax collection team weren't so lucky…
"56,000 milliliters of blood is missing!”
The old butler, Albert, stared sharply at one of them and asked sternly," Did you hide it? Tell me honestly!"
"No, I didn't! They crossed the border to collect blood. I…I didn't dare to stop them.”
Not only him, but the others also failed to meet the amount of blood food required for taxation.
It was not that they were pocketing the money, but that the 'taxpayers', who had already had their blood drawn in advance, could not be squeezed out!
The old butler, Albert, was stunned. His expression immediately turned extremely ugly as he gritted his teeth."Damn it! This group of unreasonable bandits really robbed without any concealment!”
He actually believed the words of the tax collection team.
He didn't suspect anything.
Seeing this, Fang Qingyan's eyes could not help but flash slightly.
It was not just the small town of Bonn. Almost all the small towns in Castin's fief had been ravaged by the members of the Bruch family.
Furthermore, from the old butler's reaction, it wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
He was more curious about how the old butler would handle this matter.
"Sigh…"
Albert sighed helplessly and waved his hand." Forget it, you guys can go back and rest.”
Forget it…
As expected, he said," Forget it."
An arm couldn't win against a thigh. The big nobles bullied the small nobles, just like how the small nobles bullied the civilians. The weaker party could only have grievances in their hearts, but they dared not speak up.
This was the food chain and contempt chain of the vampires.
Of course, the most important factor was that Count Castern had left for the Draenor Mountain Range.
Otherwise, the Bruch clan would not have been so arrogant.
……
"You're the only one who completed the mission.”
Albert looked at Fang Qingyan and was very surprised." Didn't the Bruch family's hooligans go to the small town of Beirut?”
Fang Qingyan shrugged.”
He couldn't say,"They came, but unfortunately, they didn't go back. I killed them all!"
" You're lucky." Albert believed him." Go get your reward of ten silver coins."”
As for the others, they would naturally not be rewarded. Instead, they would have to accept severe punishment.
Rules are rules!
"Thank you. If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest first.”
"Go, go. Sigh, what bad luck today…Hmph! When the Earl returns, he will definitely seek justice for us.”
……
Ten silver coins was Fang Qingyan's salary for three months.
However, he did not care about this bit of money at all.
Over the past few months, he had obtained many precious materials as a reward.
They were all sold in the black market.
Fang Qingyan had already saved up more than a thousand gold coins. He could be said to be extremely wealthy.
He even had the ability to buy a house in the central area of Lamia City.
However, he didn't pay much attention to yellow and white items.
Money was a worldly possession, and only strength was the guarantee of life.
……
After a busy night collecting taxes, they were allowed to rest for a day.
After returning to the small house.
Fang Qingyan was about to lie down in his "love coffin" and use three drops of Marquise blood essence to break through the life level.
However, he suddenly thought of a very serious matter. His coffin had been damaged by him.
It was broken when he was practicing the " Day Walking Vampire Transformation Secret Technique ".
He held his forehead helplessly…
"I need a new coffin. On one hand, it can increase the success rate of the breakthrough, and on the other hand, it can block the commotion caused by the breakthrough.”
Fang Qingyan muttered to herself," But it's daytime now. It's the rest time for the vampires. The black market is not open. Even if you want to buy it, you can't!”
He could place an order.
However, he would only receive the coffin tomorrow at the latest.
Why would he wait until tomorrow if he could break through today?
…He had to think of another way.
Suddenly!
Fang Qingyan had an idea and thought of something...
"Isn't Count Castin not in the castle? No one was using his coffin. How wasteful would it be if he was idle?”
His eyes shone brightly.
He expressed that he wasn't obsessed with cleanliness and didn't mind the coffin that someone else had laid in!
……
Castellan Castle was huge.
The Earl's " bedroom " was also very luxurious, filled with all kinds of precious collections.
The door was locked, and there were attendants guarding it.
But to Fang Qingyan, who was at the peak of the Viscount realm, it was useless!
Castin was not here, so he was the king of this castle.
Without any effort, he entered this luxurious dormitory.
An unusually gorgeous black and gold coffin came into view. It had a heavy and majestic aura. One look and one could tell that it was a high-quality coffin. It was not a luxury that ordinary nobles could enjoy!
The air was still filled with the refreshing smell of spices.
This Earl really knew how to enjoy life.
Bang!
Fang Qingyan kicked open the coffin lid.
Then, he lay down and closed the lid.
He immediately felt a very special energy wrapping around him, calming his mind in an instant. His spiritual power was also nourished, and he could enter a meditative state at any time.
High-end, grand, high-class!
"Sure enough, a good coffin is the face of the Blood Race! F * ck, I want to get a set of such advanced equipment someday!”
Fang Qingyan thought.
Without further ado, he took out a drop of Marquise blood essence, took a deep breath, and swallowed it.
A pure and massive life force erupted within his body!
He began to break through…
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