Start As a Lord In a Viscount

Looking at Claire smiling in the seat, Frank's feet trembled slightly. He was different from those idiot nobles. He was able to deeply understand that Claire was not the childlike appearance that he appeared to be. Human skin demon.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have asked the assassin to come and kill Claire, because he always felt that as long as Claire was still in the Viscount for one day, he would always fall to the same level as the previous knight captain.

"Administrator Frank..." Claire said softly.

And Frank below quickly responded: "Yes! Lord Viscount!"

As he spoke, he also looked at Claire's side. This time, not only the two of them were present, but there was also a new face. The new tax officer, Robin, saw the other side Frank's heart pounding again. He knew it for a long time. The other party has taken away all the tax documents of the Viscounty over the years, and will definitely find out something, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Frank closed his eyes and prayed silently in his heart. If it is impossible to take the initiative to explain now, he can only pray that the other party is a half-assed person and can't find anything.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Claire chuckled in her heart and continued: "Frank, three generations of your family have managed the viscount for our Griffin family for generations, and the tax payment is never late every year. Yes."

Frank didn't dare to answer, knowing that there must be other words below.

Sure enough, Claire's voice became severe in the next second, scolding: "But I asked the tax officer to check the tax and found that the entire Viscounty's annual tax revenue has been around 100,000, and the tax you paid is not enough. There are only about 10,000 gold coins, where did the more than 90,000 gold coins go!"

Frank's body trembled as Claire scolded him, and subconsciously said, "Lord Viscount, listen to my explanation, this is the tax set by the previous two government officials, and it has nothing to do with me!"

"Huh? The first two administrative officers were your grandfather and father, right? They have nothing to do with you?" Claire laughed.

Frank said without hesitation: "If the Viscount wants to arrest them, I am willing to be a witness!"

It's just filial piety!

"Robin, tell him." Claire waved.

Robin stood up immediately, flipped through the document in his hand, and read: "The decree that the wheat must be taxed if he is taller than 70 cm was issued during your term of office, and the tax for childbirth is also during your term of office. Issued, the decree that you must pay taxes for the rite of passage is also issued by you..."

Frank's face became paler and paler, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Robin continued to mutter, "Your term of office is thirteen years, and if the total is calculated, you have stolen a total of 963,780 gold coins from Lord Viscount!"

Claire smiled slightly, looked at Frank and asked, "Any objections?"

"Lord Viscount is not like this!" Frank immediately knelt on the ground and crawled forward in fear: "I didn't take the money alone, Baron Eugene and the others also have a share! I only took part of it, even ten Ten thousand gold coins have not arrived."

With a flick of Claire's fingers, a gust of wind blew Frank, who was about to climb over, flying backwards.

A good one didn't even get 100,000 yuan, and all of your current family property combined didn't even get 20,000 yuan. How could such words come out of your mouth.

Frank who was blown down immediately got up, and quickly apologized to Claire's tearful kowtow, "I'm sorry, Lord Viscount, I really know I'm wrong, I shouldn't be greedy, I'll return all my money! Please! Please let me go!"

Claire put her index finger next to her lips and said, "Shh! Don't cry, how ugly you are, you are still an administrative officer of the Viscount Palace."

"Okay! I'm not crying!" Frank quickly wiped his tears.

"If I call you here, I will definitely give you a way to live. Otherwise, the place where we meet now should be in the prison."

"Yes, yes!" Frank nodded in agreement.

"You said you were willing to give me all the money back?" Claire asked, squinting.

"I do!" Frank replied quickly, for fear of being a step too late.

"How much money do you have now?"

"Thirty thousand gold coins! I am willing to give you all of them!"

Claire cursed inwardly, FUCK! As a viscount, you don't have as much money as the other party's?

"I need you to do one thing for me now, and I'll let you die after I'm done. Of course, you can't do it, Administrative Officer."

"No problem! As long as the Viscount says, I will definitely do it!" A person like Frank can betray even his own father and grandfather. As long as he saves his life, there is nothing he can't do.

"Okay! I just like talking to smart people like you. Only my life is my own, and the rest is not important."

"Lord Viscount is right!"

"What I'm going to tell you is..."

...

After Frank came out of the Viscount Mansion, he only felt a chill down his spine. He just looked back at the Viscount Mansion and saw Claire lying on the balcony upstairs and waving at him with a smile like greeting an old friend.

Frank hurriedly squeezed out a smile, and then left the Viscount Mansion with a quick step.

After Frank left, Robin, who was following Claire, hesitated: "Lord Viscount, do you really want to let him go?"

Claire smiled slightly: "Guess."

Frank didn't even return home, so he hurriedly returned to the room where the nobles discussed the issue before, and the nobles were still there.

"Squeak!" The sound of pushing the door caught the attention of the nobles inside.

Baron Eugene asked suspiciously: "Frank, why are you back, your face seems to be a little bad."

"Really?" Frank hurriedly touched his arms. After fumbling up and down his body several times, he still couldn't find a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Thank you." Taking the other party's handkerchief, Frank wiped it on his face in a panic.

"What happened to you?" asked the nobles.

"It's okay, it's a little hot outside." Frank walked to his place and lay down straight. The moment he buried himself in the soft sofa, he felt that he was back.

As soon as Frank sat down, he said, "I just went to the Viscount Mansion..."

"Huh?" The attention of the nobles present was suddenly attracted.

"Lord Viscount, he agreed that he could send troops out and ask us to discuss it tomorrow." Frank didn't even notice that his name for Claire had changed. Before, he used to refer to Claire directly as "he".

"It turns out that you just went out to go to the Viscount Mansion. I thought you went home." Baron Eugene immediately picked up the glass, "Let's have a drink for Frank, the upright and brave government official!"

The other nobles also had smiles on their faces, raised their glasses to Frank and cheered.

But Lord Wilbur asked: "He didn't put forward any conditions? It's impossible to help us send troops for no reason. Haven't you never dealt with him, why did you suddenly go to him, and yours After the complexion comes back..."

"Crack!" Frank threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, and the wine splashed on everyone's body. He was fed up with Claire, and his spirit was stretched into a thread, and he returned here. You, Wilbur, still want to press me? !

"You want to ask yourself tomorrow, why do you ask me! What conditions do he have is his business! I'm just a messenger! Fuck!"

At this time, Frank was more like a crazy patient. He stretched his legs and kicked and smashed the wine bottle on the table. He turned his head and walked out, leaving a sentence.

"Anyway, that's the way it is, you love to go or not!"

After Frank left, the nobles present all looked at each other.

"Is he crazy? Dare to do this to us."

"Humph! A government official, not even a nobleman, dare to lose his temper in front of us?!"

"That is, even if his ancestors were all political officials, but if his ancestors were not nobles, he could not be nobles in this life. He was born inferior to us! Don't bother with him, let's discuss first, do you want to go to the Viscount Mansion tomorrow?"

Eugene said: "Go! Of course we are going! Otherwise, how will our goods be recovered, they are goods worth tens of thousands of gold coins!"

"It makes sense!"