The First Magic World War

Chapter 337: 321, Tax Investigation Case (Another 11,000-word update today, working so hard, don’t you think? Asking for monthly votes)_2

Charles spoke with a heavy heart, “Never mind the loss of ordinary soldiers and civilians, we have even lost a Sacred Order.”

Yes, just one Sacred Order.

It was Klentloff Bol!

This guy was of a pretty high rank, his death even shook the Royal Family and countless nobles, otherwise, Earl Brittany would not have rushed to the South Seraph Region.

Alans Cook’s handsome face showed bulging veins, he hadn’t expected Charles to be so difficult to deal with, spouting various data at will, providing examples with ease, making it impossible to grasp anything tangible.

Charles Mecklen came from a clerical background at the Central Government Office and was well-versed in all kinds of rules, managing the situation with considerable skill.

Both parties argued tirelessly in front of Earl Brittany, a verbal fencing match that lasted an entire day, yet still without any result.

Although Charles, a mid-tier Transcendent at his peak, felt it was extremely distressing, such arguments were indeed very draining.

Alans Cook suddenly slapped the small table inside the carriage and shouted loudly, “Do you believe I will go to Behemoth to investigate your tax issues?”

Charles took a deep breath, already fuming, the thought of killing this man crossing his mind. He hadn’t been in charge of the South Serif Region for long, and in name, he was only the civil official responsible for five cities, but Behemoth was his hometown. He had been involved in many things at Silver Pigeon Fort and Mostar Fort, and although Charles had his countermeasures, it was clear they would not withstand such a nitpicking investigation.

Earl Brittany had been silent until then, but now he slightly smiled and said, “Why don’t I make a suggestion?”

Alans Cook hurriedly said, “We will listen to everything Earl Brittany suggests!”

Earl Brittany smiled and said, “It’s just a suggestion, not a command.”

“Charles! You pay a fine of three thousand Aegeus, and we’ll consider the matter settled.”

Charles nodded without hesitation, although the matter was somewhat distasteful, he had no intention of defying Earl Brittany. As for the three thousand Aegeus? Charles was determined to make Alans Cook pay with his life if he tried to settle accounts.

Alans Cook sneered and said, “It is the wish of Duchess Mesu for Mister Charles Mecklen to be demoted from the position of a 25th-rank, fifth-class civil official by two ranks, reassigned as a 27th-rank, third-class official, and to make up for the tax collection within a set deadline!”

“Furthermore, he is to report back to Strasbourg and temporarily cannot command the Westwind Knights.”

Earl Brittany said indifferently, “Then let’s follow Duchess Mesu’s wishes!”

Even though he had been contradicted, Earl Brittany wasn’t the least bit angry, but the way he looked at Alans Cook had started to show hints of looking at a dead man.

Earl Brittany had already written a private letter to Duchess Mesu and had reached an understanding, which was why he had suggested resolving the issue with three thousand Aegeus.

After all, Duchess Mesu wanted to strike against Menilman, and now that the Su Mei Family was not in a good situation, it was the perfect time to kick them while they were down.

As for Earl Brittany, he was someone Duchess Mesu wanted to win over. Not only was the Earl the strongest man in the Fars Empire, but he was also a Duke with real power, with a Knighthood of Transcendents under him, so even the Emperor was not willing to offend him lightly.

But the suggestion from Alans Cook clearly did not match Duchess Mesu’s intentions, having undoubtedly taken his own initiative.@@novelbin@@

Alans Cook wasn’t afraid; he assumed he had Duchess Mesu’s support and didn’t fear Earl Brittany much, and certainly wasn’t afraid of a mere Charles.

Charles, with a slight smile, also followed Earl Brittany’s suggestion, saying, “I highly respect the Earl’s opinion!”

Alans Cook, feeling victorious, smiled slightly and said, “Then it’s settled!”

“As for the tax investigation in Behemoth, I suggest that the higher-ups put it on hold for now. After all, we are still at war, and we shouldn’t always disturb the frontlines.”

His implication was thinly veiled with a threat, the investigation into Behemoth was just postponed, not dropped.

Charles thought that with this, the matter was over.

But Alans Cook spoke again, “The tax investigation case can be closed, but Mister Mecklen, can you also explain your prolonged absence from the South Serif Region?”

Charles said sternly, “If I were not in the South Serif Region, do you think the Army of the Black Phoenix commanded by Chloe would not have attacked?”

“Please use your brain!”

Alans Cook, stung by the retort, said somewhat furiously, “Don’t force me to restart the tax investigation, please explain your whereabouts.”

Charles disdainfully replied, “I have been in the South Serif Region!”

“Please don’t bring up baseless suspicions again.”

Charles was very confident in his control over the South Serif Region, he did not believe the other party could produce any evidence.

Alans Cook glared viciously at Charles for a long time and then said, “I will continue to investigate this matter, and there is one more thing, I want to know how my good friend Yannick O’Reilly died?”

Angry to the point of laughter, Charles said, “You’re asking me about this?”

“Why don’t you ask the frontline intelligence officer? He fell into an ambush by the Black Phoenix and was wiped out by the Knight Order of Absinthe. What do you need me to explain about that?”

“I’m on the frontlines, not babysitting!”

Alans Cook banged his hands on the table and shouted, “I absolutely refuse to believe that Yannick O’Reilly died in combat! He was a High-Level Transcendent! Do you know what a High-Level Transcendent is?”

“You bastard raised by a merchant!”

Charles stood up, ready to give this man a harsh lesson. What did he mean by ‘bastard raised by a merchant’?

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