ALL NOVEL Chapter 7
"Butler Albert, where have you been? When will you be back?"
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"Everyone be quiet!"
Albert's voice rose eight points, and everyone immediately fell silent.
Fang Qingyan's eyes flashed, and he had a guess in his mind.
"Lord Earl, he..."
Albert paused, and then said quietly, "He went to the Delano Mountains."
The scene suddenly fell into deathly silence...
Everyone understood what the old housekeeper meant.
Count Carstein goes to war! ! !
Fang Qingyan thought that indeed, the war between Azeroth and Nikala had reached a fever pitch.
After practicing, he would pay attention to the war progress between the two countries when he had nothing to do.
The orcs and the vampires fought fiercely!
The Draenor Mountains have been soaked in the blood of generations of vampires and orcs for thousands of years.
Obviously, the front line is now tight and lacks combat power.
Not only Count Carstein, but also many nobles were summoned and went to the battlefield.
After all, nobles enjoy the support of the kingdom, the enviable fiefdoms, wealth, beauty, servants, and blood food...
When the country is in crisis, it's time for them to work hard.
Even if the royal family does not issue a summons order, at this time, the nobles will not be afraid of death.
After all, once the country is destroyed, all the power and status enjoyed by the nobles will be wiped out!
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It took a long time for everyone to recover from the shocking news.
Everyone is worried.
Fearing that Count Carstein would die in battle.
Once there is no protection from the Earl, they, commoners and untouchables, will return to their previous lives of being bullied.
"Oh~ My ancestor Lilith, please bless the earl for his safe return!"
Some people couldn't help but clasp their hands in prayer.
"Well, there is no need for you to worry about Lord Count. This is not the first time that Lord has been on the battlefield."
Albert waved his hand impatiently and said: "Since my grandfather was the steward of this castle, Count Carstein has often gone to the front line to fight, and every time he returns in triumph, his fiefdom will be doubled in size every time he returns. !”
"This time will be no exception. Don't be dejected. Cheer up."
Having said that.
But who is 100% confident that they will come back alive?
After all, going to the battlefield means fighting orcs.
And fighting means there is a chance of death!
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Fang Qingyan's eyes were very calm.
Although he had a good impression of Count Carstein and felt that he was gentle to his servants... but that was all.
If Count Carstein died in battle, Fang Qingyan would not be sad.
The people in the hall were worried and uneasy because they were afraid that no one would protect them after the count's death.
However, Fang Qingyan did not need asylum.
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"Back to the subject, when the Earl left, he took away the eight hundred personal guards on the fief."
Albert coughed and glanced at everyone: "In the past, the guards went to the fiefdom to collect taxes from door to door, but now there are not enough manpower, so from today on, you no longer need to do any work in the castle. Go and help collect taxes." Tax."
Collect taxes?
Fang Qingyan was stunned for a moment.
The human carriage driver suddenly came to mind.
That means going to a human to draw blood, right?
Wouldn’t it be necessary to travel to various small towns and villages?
Fang Qingyan was initially reluctant.
After all, going out to collect taxes meant that you couldn't quietly stay in the castle to practice.
But when I thought about it, his bloodline had now reached the peak of Viscount, and he would never be able to break through even though he was in seclusion.
Might as well go out for a walk.
By the way, sign in at a different place and see if you can get a drop of blood for a breakthrough.
"That's fine, let's go and deal with the same people from the previous life."
The corners of Qingqingyue's mouth curled up slightly.
But in the eyes of vampires, humans are just pieces of bread... that is, food!
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Chapter 9
Fang Qingyan was assigned a list.
There is an address written on it: the town of Bonn.
besides.
There are also densely packed names, totaling more than 700 people.
They are all the targets of his trip. These are all so-called "taxpayers" on the list.
There is a "tax standard" posted at the bottom.
1000ml for adult males;
Adult women 800ml;
400ml for minor males;
300ml for minor females;
Those over 60 years old should take 500ml;
Those under five years old or over eighty years old are not allowed to smoke.
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After reading the blood drawing standards, even Fang Qingyan couldn't help but frown.
This is too cruel!
It just drives people to death.
Human blood volume accounts for 7%-8% of body weight.
In other words, a 60-kilogram healthy adult has a total blood volume of only 4,800 milliliters.
Loss of more than 1,000 milliliters of blood can be life-threatening.
The key is that everyone's physique is different. This standard is too general. If you encounter a weak person, you may be beaten to death!
And even the elderly and children are not spared, which is too cruel.
After these humans have their blood drawn, they still have to continue working and earning money to live.
You can imagine how miserable they are!
Fang Qingyan used to think that the situation of the humans in Nikara was okay, after all, they were protected by the law.
But now it seems that he was too naive.
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Among the blood clans in the whole country, only Fang Qingyan felt cruel.
Others would not have such a mentality.
To put it bluntly, the humans in Nikara are just livestock and poultry raised by the blood clans.
Just like humans enjoying the delicious chicken, duck and beef, it seems that they will not feel sorry for it, right?
However, Fang Qingyan's heart is very conflicted.
Because he still retains his precious humanity...
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"Ahem, have you got the list?"
Old housekeeper Albert looked around and shouted: "Listen carefully, when collecting taxes, you must strictly follow the standards set by the kingdom, and you cannot collect more or less. If someone dies because of drawing too much blood, you will be punished! Hand in the blood food tomorrow afternoon. If the total amount is not enough, you can use your heads to make up for it!"
"Then...if we collect taxes according to the standards, but still draw people to death?"
Fang Qingyan suddenly raised his head, looked at the old housekeeper calmly, and asked.
Albert looked at him strangely: "If they die, they die. It's not your responsibility. What qualifications do weak humans have to live in our blood clan's ancestral land? Only healthy and strong humans can provide us with long-term and stable blood supply."
The others also looked at Fang Qingyan strangely.
Fang Qingyan suddenly fell silent.
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After explaining everything that needed to be explained.
Old housekeeper Albert set off with the "tax collection team" of Castanburg.
At this moment, the sun sets and night will soon fall.
Nighttime is when the blood clan is most energetic.
Fang Qingyan took a carriage to the town where he was responsible for collecting taxes - Bonn Town.
This is a very beautiful town with extremely beautiful scenery. The gorgeous sunset casts a golden glow, and the grass, trees and houses are particularly beautiful in the hazy light and shadow.
It's a pity that the blood clan can't appreciate such scenery.
The only beautiful scenery in the hearts of the blood clan is the dark night and the big moon hanging in the sky!
After Fang Qingyan parted ways with the others, he walked alone in the countryside under the sunset.
After feeling that there was no one around, he lifted the heavy hood, the warm sunlight shone on his face, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Bathed in the comfortable golden glow.
This is the first time that Fang Qingyan feels like he lives like a human being after being reborn as a vampire!
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Night falls.
Dong Dong Dong——
"Open the door, it's time to pay taxes."