Chapter 272: Barak needs money to breathe

Chapter 272 Barak, who needs money to breathe

"Dear soul masters! My family is poor, and this year's harvest is even worse. I can't even get out the silver soul coins!"

"We have clearly paid the tax this month, why do we have to collect it again?"

"Poll tax? Walking tax? Cleaning tax? When did I, Barak, have such an inexplicable tax? Each tax costs 10 Gintama coins?"

“Breathing tax??”

"You are going too far!"

"I want to complain to the Lord of the City!"

"Hahaha~ How do you think we dare to come here and rob...cough~ collect taxes! This is the order of the Lord of the City!"

"If you can't get it out, then use people, houses and land to pay off the debt!"

"Everyone! I am a great soul master. According to regulations, I don't have to pay taxes!"

"What a coincidence! City Lord's order! Anyone who has not reached the soul level must pay, and a soul master must pay 5 gold soul coins!"

In every small town and village in Barak, the same dialogue occurred everywhere. The party collecting taxes was the official power of Barak, as well as various small and medium-sized nobles in the towns.

The ones being taxed are all Balak civilians, as well as some low-level soul masters with no background. Even some unknown academies have suffered, such as...

"1000 gold soul coins???"

At the entrance of Shrek Academy, the instructor responsible for recruiting Shrek students and defrauding them of registration fees was looking at the group of uninvited guests with a look of astonishment on his face.

"That's right! There are more than 100 soul master students in Shrek Academy. According to the city lord's order, each one must pay a head tax of 10 gold soul coins to the kingdom!"

"Nonsense! We Shrek obviously don't have more than 30 people!"

"So what? Anyway, Shrek, you guys, cheats a lot of registration fees every year. You can just cheat these gold soul coins easily!"

A flash of embarrassment flashed across the instructor's face. Although the original book didn't mention it much, bad things spread far and wide, and Shrek's reputation had long been bad in the neighborhood.

"What's going on with all the noise!"

A calm voice came from the distance, and the instructor responsible for defrauding the registration fee immediately turned around: "Dean!"

"Teacher Zhao! And Master!"

Flender, Zao Wuji, and Grandmaster walked quickly, followed by the seven monsters.

"Dean! These people came to our college and asked about the head tax and land tax!"

The instructor responsible for defrauding the registration fee quickly explained the matter. Flanders and Grandmaster immediately frowned. The seven monsters were filled with indignation. Tang San and Dai Mubai even stepped forward, looking at the uninvited guests with glaring eyes, as if they were ready to come. The momentum to start a fight.

So according to the ancient cool novel routine, when a plot of "little monsters severely teach the villains who come to make trouble" will happen here, the master suddenly said: "This is 1000 gold soul coins, please keep it."

"Master/Teacher?"

Tang San and the others turned around in shock, but although Flanders and Zhao Wuji looked aggrieved, they were not surprised, and they had no intention of stopping them. The master did not respond to the seven monsters' astonishment, and looked at the uninvited guests with a calm expression.

"You are the master? Haha, you are really as sensible as the rumors say! Unlike these idiots!" The leader took it with a smile, and laughed at Tang San who was not embarrassed:

"Those who cheat others will be cheated by others! You Shrek have done too many evil things, you deserve this retribution! Let's go!"

After the uninvited guests had completely left, Tang San immediately said: "Teacher, these people are obviously trying to steal something! Why don't you let us resist! And..."

The friends also looked over one after another, and they were all bullied. How could the master and the dean endure it?

Master Range just responded calmly: "Xiaosan, some things can't be solved with fists!"

Flender also stepped forward and said: "You little guys, don't worry about this matter. Lao Zhao, take them back to prepare. Let's go to the main spirit arena together in the evening."

"The mistress stays." The master said calmly.

After the others left, the master who stood with his hands behind his back said seriously: "Xiaosan, do you know that if you took action just now, the matter would not be able to end, and even Shrek would not be able to continue to stay in Balak!"

"This...teacher, is it because these people have strong backgrounds?" Tang San immediately thought of the key point. The master was not afraid of being thought by his disciples that he was afraid of power, so he nodded directly: "Not bad!"

"The people behind this group represent the city lord and the entire Barak nobility! Once you take action, there will be countless troubles for Shrek!"

Tang San was silent, his eyes full of dissatisfaction. Seeing this, the master said again: "Then do you know why these people came to collect taxes today?"

"Yes... it's because of that 1000W gold soul coin!" The word 'Xiao Dong' came to his lips and Tang San swallowed it, but the master suddenly smiled: "Xiao Dong made a big move in the soul fighting arena!"

Tang San was silent again, feeling surprised and a little bit disgusted in his heart. He had been sweating like rain for several years and could not save 500 gold soul coins, but she just said something...

The master continued: "The fighting spirit arena owes Xiao Dong, no, it should be said that it owes Wuhun Palace a full 1000 gold soul coins. The boss and shareholders behind the scenes dare not provoke Wuhun Palace, let alone owe money. They are now like A mad dog with red eyes will bite whoever it catches!"

"Besides, your current practice still relies on the soul master duel platform provided by the Soul Fighting Arena to hone your combat experience. If you had not agreed to pay just now, Shrek might have been blacklisted by the Soul Fighting Arena."

The master turned around and looked at Tang San steadily: "You must learn to be patient, especially you, Xiao San! You are easily dominated by emotions! It has only been a few days, have you forgotten Xiaodong's warning to you?

You are the brains of the Shrek team, and your words and deeds determine the words and deeds of your companions! "

"Yes...Teacher..." Tang San lowered his head, clenched his fists, and was lectured by the master again, and also mentioned Xiao Dong, whom he was most afraid of.

"Okay, go back and think about it."

"Yes."

Tang San left extremely depressed.

Flanders on the side pushed up his single-frame glasses: "Xiao Gang, you are really strict."

"Xiao San is an excellent rough jade. If he is not carefully carved and all the flaws are removed, I will have trouble sleeping and eating." The master sighed, then raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Flanders, this guy from Wuhun Palace I can’t understand the first hand!”

"Are you referring to the spirit fighting arena?"

"No! If Wuhun Palace wants to destroy the Soul Fighting Arena, or 'she' wants to destroy the Soul Fighting Arena, she can do it with just a flip of her hand!" The master's eyes were full of doubts. After so many years, he had completely seen it. Don’t you understand Bibi Dong?

"Then Wuhun Palace plans to seek Balak?"

"I don't know. What I'm confused about is why she gave her daughter to...forget it, Flanders, Barak is not a place to stay for a long time. We need to be prepared to leave early."

"I know, once the little guys reach the level of Silver Soul Fighting in the Soul Fighting Arena, we will go to Heavenly Fighting!"