Chapter 12: They collect taxes, but they collect them from other people's villages.

"But it's not time to collect taxes yet, sir." A farmer cried miserably. The mountain cat said expressionlessly: "Because of the invasion of corpses, it is very difficult to protect you. We need more supplies. If you have any objections, we can help you go to hell." Field gave him the task of collecting taxes. It doesn't matter if he is found out, just rob. Anyway, they are not from our Night Leader, so who knows who. Of course, collecting taxes is the safest, after all, the slaves are weak in combat, and if they conflict with the militia, accidents are likely to occur.

"Pay! Pay the full amount of taxes!" The village chief gritted his teeth and immediately asked everyone to lead out the livestock and hand over the food. At the same time, he showed a flattering expression, "I will offer the girl that the baron wants." Girl? The mountain cat frowned. Baron Field did not mention this situation. It was obviously what Baron Bull wanted. The slave guard on the side was about to refuse, but was immediately stopped by the mountain cat. If he refused, wouldn't he be exposed?