Start As a Lord In a Viscount

As soon as Claire said this, everyone's eyes turned to Frank, the political officer, and Frank didn't even know what was going on at this time, and looked at everyone with a confused expression.

What am I proposing? I didn't say anything at all, and you asked me to do the tax reduction and exemption! How did it depend on me.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in his prime, Frank would have thought there was something wrong with his memory.

When he looked at Claire and smiled, Frank knew what was going on. The other party transferred the contradiction to himself and wanted to internalize the contradiction.

But the solution is also very simple, as long as you deny it now, then this matter will be solved easily.

But the problem is, he doesn't dare!

He was looking at himself with a smile, and thinking about the death of the former knight captain Dean, Frank felt that if he denied it, he would not end up better than Dean!

"Administrator Frank, is this the case?" Baron Eugene said in an oppressive tone.

Sweat was oozing from Frank's forehead at this moment. He glanced at the accomplices around Baron Eugene, who threatened him, and the smiling Viscount. Frank couldn't help swallowing, feeling quite nervous.

After weighing the pros and cons.

Frank bit his head and said, "Yes, Lord Viscount has just returned to the territory. I think that some tax reduction or exemption can make local residents feel good about Lord Viscount. This is also a good way."

"Humph!" Baron Eugene let out a cold snort. He obviously didn't believe this kind of nonsense. Frank's share of the money was distributed. He couldn't do such a stupid thing to please Claire.

The faces of the rest of the nobles were also not good-looking, and they all looked at the political officer who betrayed them.

"Ahem, although Frank has been an administrative officer for so many years, people always make mistakes. We don't think it's appropriate to reduce or exempt taxes, Lord Viscount." Baron Eugene took the anchor directly from Frank's body. transferred out.

"Do you all think so?" Claire asked curiously, waiting for the big eyes.

"Hmm!" The other nobles nodded one after another.

"Hey, but my decree has already been issued, so withdrawing the decree will not be good for my reputation."

Seeing that Claire was shaken, Baron Eugene immediately said: "Don't worry, Lord Viscount, we have already figured out a countermeasure for you. You just said that you are going to hold a sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, but the remuneration is not enough, so you need to increase the tax."

"Oh!" Claire suddenly understood, "You really think about me."

"That's all." Baron Eugene laughed.

"But I still think something is wrong." Claire rubbed her chin and thought, "Should you leave it to the gods to decide?"

"How do you say that?"

"Snapped!"

Claire took out the revolver from the space ring and slapped it on the table, "This is a magic weapon, and it's also the weapon I used when I killed Dean yesterday. Let's play a game next."

Although everyone was puzzled, they still asked, "What game?"

Claire showed a mysterious smile, "Russian turntable!"

"Russian turntable?" the rest repeated.

"Yes, let me show you how to play." Claire took out a bullet from the space ring, stuffed it into the cartridge, "click!" and closed it with a flick.

Aiming at a huge armor decoration placed at the entrance of the living room, and pulling the trigger, a loud "bang" sounded in the living room, and the nobles jumped up from the sofa in fright, a look of suffering. looked terribly frightened.

When he came to his senses, he looked at the armor that he was aiming at before. The bullet that had been shot had knocked it down, and a huge hole appeared in the part that was hit. Although it was a decoration, It's also made of iron!

Everyone present was horrified. No wonder he was able to kill Dean with such a powerful power, and Frank had the rest of his life. Thanks to him, he didn't mean to disobey Lord Viscount. OK.

After seeing that the deterrent effect was not bad, Claire threw off the cartridge again, loaded a bullet, and turned the cartridge abruptly. thrown into the pistol.

"There are six cylinders in total, and I put one bullet, which means there's a 1 in 6 chance."

With that said, Claire pushed the revolver out of his hand and placed it in front of Baron Eugene, "Let your destiny be handed over to God, as long as you shoot yourself in the head without a sound, then I will The tax reduction and exemption order issued earlier has been withdrawn."

Baron Eugene looked at the revolver that Claire pushed over, his body could not help shrinking into the sofa, his eyes were full of fear.

Although there is only a one-sixth chance, but as a nobleman, how could he risk his life to gamble on this kind of thing!

"One in six chance, it's very likely." Claire advised.

"Lord Viscount, I suddenly remembered that there are still some unfinished business at home, let's go here today, I retire in advance." Baron Eugene stood up hurriedly, his feet trembling a little.

The rest of the nobles and businessmen also got up quickly, "Lord Viscount, I also suddenly remembered something important at home, so I retire first."

These more than ten people rushed to the door, this place is really not a place for them to stay, it is terrible!

Claire still didn't get up, and said in a lazy voice: "Walk slowly~No delivery~"

After all the pesky nobles walked out the door, Claire stood up, and Reagan also leaned over.

"Master, how can you pass such an important thing to them, what if they deal with you?" Regan's expression was full of worry.

Claire picked up the revolver on the table with a backhand and glanced at the revolver above. The white mark he had carved before was the cartridge where the bullet was placed, and there were still three cartridges away from the cartridge. The other party wanted to use it against him, and when he fired the first shot, he took out another revolver full of bullet nests from the space ring and beat the other party into a honeycomb.

"It's okay, didn't you see that they were all scared? They didn't even dare to touch the gun." Claire frowned, looking at the sofa where the nobles sat before, and waved her hand on the tip of her nose. He waved, "I lost that sofa. I don't know which aristocrat was scared to pee."

Reagan looked over, and sure enough, there was a pool of wet water stains on the sofa, and his brows could not help but wrinkle, and he quickly instructed the maid to remove it.

Claire walked slowly towards the tall building, followed by Reagan.

"Master, why don't you cooperate with them? You can tell from their tone that they are willing to give you a share of wealth."

"Why should I share it with them? It was originally my property. They have been stealing my wealth all the time. Now that the master is back, he still wants to use my money to kill me?" Claire couldn't help laughing.

Regan's brows were furrowed. He felt as if he was unworthy to be the housekeeper of the Griffin family. Even this kind of thing needed the young master to figure it out.

"Remember what I told you earlier?"

Reagan's eyes lit up, "You mean... who has the money to earn whom? Are you going to attack these nobles?"

But soon Regan worried again: "After all, they have lived in Nafhu City for so long, and we have just returned to the Viscounty, will it be too urgent to do so? I am afraid that they will have an impact on your plan, Master. "

At this time, Claire walked to the balcony on the fifth floor, just to see the nobles walking out of the manor outside, and the nobles below also looked up and saw Claire standing in the high-rise building.

The nobles below respectfully took off their hats and gave Claire a noble salute.

"Lord Viscount, Gui'an!"

Claire also leaned on the balcony and waved at them with a smile.

He replied softly: "It's just a bunch of trash, there's no way to make any trouble."

After listening to the opinions of book friends, I still keep one more update now, and two more after signing the contract.