Dungeon King: My Goblins Have Captured Countless Female Players

The Governor of Venice, about to speak, caught Nora’s eye and suppressed his urge to talk.

He too owed taxes and did not wish to provoke major trouble over a fleeting moment of verbal triumph.

Howard approached Nora, questioning, "Nora, there’s something I don’t understand. The tithing you mentioned isn’t meant for the emperor, as far as I know. Who exactly are you asking Count Terni to pay?"

Nora, her demeanor growing more authoritative, stood up and addressed Howard, "In the empire, all money belongs to the emperor. The tithing must be paid to him. Naturally, Count Terni’s payment is meant for the emperor."

Howard, visibly angered, slammed his hand on the table, creating a loud echo, "Nora, I’m not joking with you right now. If you insist on this erroneous view, I will terminate all our partnerships today! Our friendship will also end! Tithing is definitely not a tax paid to secular royal authority. If you continue to blur the lines on such matters, it indicates the empire’s decay has reached its end. It’s time for it to be destroyed!"

Nora fell silent, her gaze fixed on the fork in her right hand, lost in thought.

The Governor of Venice moved closer to Howard, patting his shoulder, "You are truly admirable. I’m beginning to see why you stand out in this corrupt nobility."

Edward sighed, walking from Nora’s side to Howard’s, "You have truly earned my respect."

Rolf, bursting into laughter, approached Howard, "My good brother, I was greedy for your New World base. I apologize. Let us support each other in the New World, with no hard feelings."

It seemed that the empire’s stringent tax laws had long been a source of discontent in various regions.

Now, with Howard’s defiance, people were singing his praises.