Start As a Lord In a Viscount

"Sir...sir!" Vice-captain Hunter knelt down and bowed to Claire.

Dean, a silver knight, died in front of him like this. The shock Claire's shot brought him was too great.

After Hunter knelt down, the fifty-odd knights in the back also knelt in front of Claire one after another.

This time, Claire didn't dodge, but looked at them with indifferent eyes, and an aura of not being angry and self-righteous emerged spontaneously.

Those knights didn't even dare to raise their heads before they got the order, they could only kneel humbly and hope that the Viscount would not attack them.

Claire pointed to Hunter, "You will be the captain of the knights in the future."

Hunter raised his head in disbelief, a little incredulous, pointed to himself and asked, "Lord Viscount, are you talking about me?"

"Yes." After speaking, Claire glanced at the corpse under her feet and said, "Take care of it."

Then, let Regan lead the carriage and follow him past the fifty or so knights into the city gate.

Hunter immediately stood up and shouted at Claire, "Lord Viscount, what to do!"

"Cut off his head and hang it at the gate of your barracks." Claire also answered loudly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the fifty or so knights present heard it, the crowd was silent, the sound of swallowing saliva could be clearly heard, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

The Viscount is too cruel. It doesn't look like something a sixteen-year-old child can do.

After walking for a while, Regan couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Master, why do you do this?"

Claire chuckled, "Let them see the head of the former Knight Captain every day, and that's the end of going against me."

Reagan's heart was overwhelmed, when did his young master have such a means, but... this is what a real noble can do! The Griffin family has produced a talent, sir, you can be comforted in the spirit of heaven.

Although it was the first time to kill someone, Claire's heart did not fluctuate much. Originally, the other party wanted to kill him. opinion.

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The Viscount Mansion is located in the middle of Nafu City, and it is also the best building in Nafu City. As soon as you enter the city, you can see the towering castle. Like Nafu City, the Viscount Mansion was also when the ancestors of the Griffin family were rich. It was built, so it's new and gorgeous.

However, being used to seeing tall buildings and buildings of various shapes in her previous life, Claire didn't feel much shock in her heart.

After entering the Viscount Mansion, Claire did not enter first, but asked Regan to clean up the inside with the knights who were accompanying him, and then moved the furniture and other heavy objects in in turn. When it was almost over, the moon was already high. Hanging in the night sky.

Claire watched the moon in the pavilion for half an hour, and Reagan finally brought someone to tidy up the Viscount Mansion.

After dismissing the knights who followed, only Regan and Claire were left alone in this empty viscount mansion.

"Master, you're done, let's go in."

"Yeah." Claire nodded lightly and walked into the castle. There are six floors in the castle and one basement. There are seven floors in total. There are more than fifty sets of large and small rooms. A lawn about the size of a football field and a pavilion are indeed a lot more extravagant than those villas in the previous life.

Claire simply strolled around the castle where she would live in the future.

Reagan followed closely behind, and apologized in a low voice, "You can only do this today, young master. After dawn tomorrow, I will go and recruit some maids."

"Hmm." Claire hummed in a nasal voice.

"The basement and the top floor are not allowed to enter the maids." Claire instructed. He planned to use the basement as a place for experiments, because he was a junior mage himself, and the top floor was used to store what he usually traded. thing.

"clear."

"How's the recruiting salary?"

"Both food and shelter, and two hundred copper coins every month."

In terms of current purchasing power, generally two or three copper coins can buy food that can fill one's stomach, so these two hundred copper coins do not seem to be a lot. However, you must know that in the current Viscount Griffin, many people can't even eat enough to eat, and it is a good treatment to be able to eat and live. If it weren't for maintaining the reputation of the Griffin family, Reagan would be reluctant to spend those two hundred copper coins.

"Double it, four hundred copper coins." Claire said softly.

He made a rough calculation in his mind, and at most fifteen maids could be recruited for the area of ​​the castle, all of which would cost less than ten gold coins a year. The cost of doing a random experiment on their own is higher than their annual expenses, so this amount of money is not bad.

Regan was stunned for a moment, and then he said, "You are really a kind lord. I think your people will cheer for your kindness."

Claire asked again, "How much money do we have left?"

"About seven thousand gold coins."

This amount of money is really nothing to the nobles. The dagger in Claire's hand was worth several thousand gold coins, and these seven thousand gold coins are just enough to support them to live a decent noble life. If there is no income, it can be used up in a few months.

"More than 7,000. That's still enough time. Tomorrow you go and call the administrative officer."

"Yes, Master, do you want to increase taxes?" Reagan asked tentatively.

"No, I want to cut taxes."

"That's absolutely impossible, young master." Reagan was in a hurry. "We just arrived in the Viscounty, and the money is not enough. If you want to reduce taxes..." Reagan didn't say anything after that, so we didn't even say it. It is impossible to maintain the life of the nobles, and he will be ridiculed by other lords.

Claire patted Regan on the shoulder, "Remember the three mother and son we met?"

"What's the matter? Young master."

"Their tax has become once a month, so after a few years, there will be no more oil to squeeze. No matter how much we increase the tax, it will not increase our income. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com"

"Who will scrape the oil and water that doesn't scrape civilians?"

"Whoever has the money earns it, and the oil and water scraped out must be more fat than the commoners."

Reagan was stunned for a moment, and felt that what his young master said was quite reasonable, but he just didn't understand. If the nobles didn't scrape the oil and water of the commoners, who else could scrape?

Claire suddenly thought of something, and there was a flash of coldness in his eyes, "By the way, by the way, check this political officer to see how many gold coins he has greed that should belong to us."

There is no need to check whether there is any corruption at all, but directly to check how much corruption. If there is no government officer behind the support, Claire simply does not believe that the tax can be collected and almost drive people to death.

"Master..." Reagan looked a little embarrassed.

However, Claire had long expected this situation, "It's okay, it's not urgent, it's not too late to write it down and check it later."

In the final analysis, the Viscount is now only Reagan and himself, and there is no one else. Even if Reagan is asked to investigate, he doesn't know where to start.

"There is no hurry to recruit maids. When the tax reduction decree is promulgated, it will be announced together."

"Follow your orders!"

"It's getting late, let's go down and rest."

"Okay, Master Gui'an."

On the roof of the sixth floor, Claire could see the moon outside through the transparent window. The moon here is not the same as when it was on Earth, it is much larger and emits a faint blue light.

"Emmm." Claire lay on the reclining chair and rubbed her chin, "I don't know if the world still has the idea that the moon orbits the earth."

Lying on the reclining chair and dangling, her thoughts drifted around, and Claire fell asleep at some point.

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