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Ashley shook her head. “It’s not easy unless Isolde comes to Zloimond.”

“Can you get someone to sneak into Argentum? Spending more money. There will be brave men under the heavy

reward,” Kamari said.

Ashley thought for a moment and said, “If you insists, | can think of a way to lure her here.”

“Ashley, | believe you.” Kamari looked at her with admiration.

Ashley had always been like this. Whenever there were any difficulties, she would always think of a solution.

Although she could be his subordinate, she could not bechis wife.

Kamari thought, What a pity. With her beauty and intelligence, she is more than qualified to be my concubine.

He looked at Ashley, but Ashley was deep in thought.

“How do you lure her here?” Kamari asked.

Ashley smiled. “I have my ways. Mr. Conway, just wait.”

With that, she bowed and left.

Hattie, Hazel, and Keith remained in Zloimond but continued heading up the mountain. There wasn’t much left to

investigate-by now, they were certain there was no way to pick out a single corpse from the pile and claim it

belonged to Oliver.

Everyone was waiting for Isolde’s instructions.

Yesterday, they had already received a letter from Argentum. It was a letter personally sent by Doug's guard. He

told them to stay in Zloimond and gave them a mission.

At present, launching a campaign against Kamari would be unjustifiable, as he has yet to raise an army.

Isolde needed a legitimate reason.

To wage war against a prince, such a reason must not only be justified but also an unforgivable crime.

In the bustling Zloimond, the Twin Bliss Café was always packed with patrons, making it nearly impossible to find

an empty seat.

It wasn’t that the coffeehouse served the finest pastries, nor was it known for luxurious furnishings. Instead,

what drew the crowds was the sheer audacity of the resident storyteller. With a voice that carried both fire and

conviction, he dared to denounce the injustices of the realm, striking at the heart of people’s grievances. His

tales stirred the audience—sclapped in admiration, others clenched their fists in righteous fury, their blood

boiling with the urge to rise against oppression.

Every day, he spent four hours at Twin Bliss Café, delivering two sessions of riveting tales. And without fail, the

place would be filled to the brim.

That day, he was weaving a tale of the so-called golden age under the current King. He spoke of how the

monarch, in his folly, had begun favoring commerce over agriculture, leaving the common folk struggling

to make ends meet.

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Worse yet, the taxes bled from the people were being funneled into endless wars. A ruler obsessed with

conquest, he declared, would inevitably lead his nation to ruin.

Finnian Charlie had said this many times in the past.

But today, he was especially furious.

Because he had heard two soldiers who had entered the city say that The King was going to mobilize a large-

scale army again.

Now that the border conflicts had just ceased and Pablo had only recently returned from his triumphant

campaign, the kingdom had barely enjoyed a few days of peace before war loomed once again. Finnian was

strongly opposed to it.

In the past, when he said that, everyone would be excited.

It was the stoday. However, a sharp voice sounded. “I've heard that Mr. Charlie is very knowledgeable and

is highly respected in Zloimond. | didn’t expect that you're a despicable person who speaks nonsense!”

The voice stood out as particularly sharp and acerbic amidst the wave of indignation, drawing the attention of

everyone in the room.

The speaker appeared to be in his early twenties, a young man with well-defined features. Dressed in a fitted

doublet with a high collar, his attire exuded a sense of sharpness and vigor.

However, his face now bore nothing but disdain and disappointment-an emotion that seemed to seep from the

depths of his heart and spread through his eyes.

It was as if he were silently declaring to everyone that the admiration he once held for Finnian was as profound

as the disappointment he felt today.

“You brat, how dare you insult Mr. Charlie like this? How dare you?” A burly man cin from the door and

walked to the young man.

This young man was Keith.

Keith sneered. “I'm telling the truth. How can it be considered an insult? Can’t | make comments? If that’s the

case, Mr. Charlie was a man of hypocrisy.”

When everyone heard Keith badmouth Finnian tand tagain, they were all angry and urged the burly man

to beat him up.

The burly man was egged on and said angrily, “If | don’t teach you a lesson, you won't admit your mistake!”

With that, he threw a punch at Keith’s abdomen.

The burly man fell.

Everyone only saw him punch Keith majestically. In a flash, he was the one who fell.

Someone went forward to help the slightly dizzy burly man up. He looked at Keith in confusion. He was wary and

hostile, but he did not dare to rashly go forward.

Finnian took a sip of the coffee. He looked at Keith and asked slowly, “You said that I'm spouting nonsense. What

basis do you have? If you can point out my lie, Ill apologize to you.”

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Keith let out a cold laugh. “Very well, Mr. Charlic, don’t blme for speaking bluntly. Just now, you claimed that

the King favors commerce over agriculture. “But tell me, hasn't the King significantly reduced agricultural taxes

while increasing commercial levies by twenty percent compared to previous years? Isn't that a clear policy to

encourage farming? “Though, | can’t blyou for not knowing-after all, the people of Zloimond have never had

to pay taxes, so naturally, you wouldn't be aware of it.”

Finnian was taken aback. “Nonsense! What do you mean Zloimond doesn’t pay taxes? Over the years, the Royal

Court has imposed increasingly heavy agricultural taxes. The farmers here are barely managing to

survive!”

Keith sneered. “You're wrong, Mr. Charlie. In lands governed by a prince, the crown does not collect taxes-

taxation is entirely at the discretion of the prince himself. “I have only been in Zloimond for a few days, yet even

| know that the King cherishes his people as if they were his own children. “Even when he does levy taxes, it is

merely symbolic. How could it possibly be so burdensthat the people are struggling to survive?”

A middle-aged man in simple, worn clothing stepped forward and refuted Keith. “That's nonsense! How could

Zloimond not pay taxes? “Every spring and autumn, we pay our dues on time. Even in years of drought or

disaster, we must find a way to pay, or else our land will be taken-"

Before he could finish, Keith cut him off with a mocking laugh. “Oh, spareyour tales. Everyone knows that

lands governed by a prince don’t pay taxes to the Royal Court. “The King holds mining rights-his coffers fill with

silver every day. Why on earth would he need to tax you?”

After saying that, he found it very boring. “There's nothing special about Mr. Charlie. It's a wasted trip.”

With that, he turned around and left.

“Wait!” Finnian suddenly stopped Keith.

Keith turned around and looked at Finnian. He asked indifferently, “Mr. Charlie, are you still not convinced? Shall

we continue?”

Finnian’s sharp gaze swept across his face as he asked in a low voice, “Was what you said just now true?”

Keith laughed out loud. “Interesting. You can ask anyone for that answer.”

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