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If Taniel really believed those words, then he would truly be a fool.

Taniel knows very well how those 1000 Gold Crooks ca about.

So, he won’t feel reluctant.

After all, emotionally and logically, this cheque should belong to Jason.

Taniel knows this in his heart.

And Samon’s ability to offer 1000 Gold Crooks as an apology indicates he is quite a capable individual.

Without any hesitation or delay.

This official representative took off his hat once again.

"Mr. Jason, nice to et you for the first ti.”

"I’ve really heard a lot about you.”

"It’s truly great to see you this ti.”

As he spoke, the official representative bowed to Jason.

"Is there anything you need?”

Jason asked after swallowing the last piece of ham.

The other party directly offered 1000 Gold Crooks to earn Taniel’s “forgiveness”; Jason didn’t believe they would be so generous without any request.

Of course, judging by the posture the other wanted to show, if he agreed to the following request, there would be even greater benefits.

"Well, Chief Bondi, could you help Mr. Jason continue cleaning the battlefield?”

Samon turned around and asked Bondi very politely.

"Alright.”

Bondi naturally realized it was an excuse to send him away.

There were certain things the other obviously didn’t want him to know.

However, Bondi wasn’t angry.

Having passed his youthful days, he understood his position very well.

So matters should not be forcibly involved in.

Otherwise, one would end up in an awkward situation, especially in such a special domain as the “Mystical Side.”

Before leaving with his subordinates, Bondi discreetly made a gesture to Jason.

It was a reminder.

And a statent.

A reminder for Jason to be careful.

A statent that he was always there and would appear if needed.

"Mr. Jason, your reputation is higher than I imagined.”

Samon saw Bondi’s movents and couldn’t help but praise.

Before coming to Lorde, Samon naturally had a detailed understanding of everything about Lorde.

Especially of people like Bondi, who directly participated in the “Disaster Day”; he knew to an extent even things Bondi might have forgotten.

Hence, Samon was very clear about Bondi’s character.

Sense of justice.

Straightforwardness.

Straightforward personality.

Because of this, given his qualifications, becoming the local commissioner was more than sufficient, yet he remained at the level of the chief.

What was more surprising was the presence of a group of such people under his command.

At the ti, Samon was surprised just by looking through the information.

But he didn’t delve into it.

This world is full of wonders.

People are diverse.

There are those who are shrewd and sophisticated, and naturally, there are those who are righteous and incorruptible.

For Samon, both are people he can get along with.

Naturally, the latter makes one more at ease.

Soone who can earn the respect of the latter makes one feel at ease as well.

Thinking of this, Samon sighed deeply.

As if finally relieved, he pointed to the round wooden stump by the bonfire, and after Jason nodded, this official representative just sat down.

After sitting down, he didn’t speak imdiately but stared at the bonfire for two or three seconds, then finally asked.

"Mr. Jason, have you been to Tert?”

"No.”

Jason shook his head.

Tert, the capital of the Sewock Kingdom.

Its prosperity is said to be ten tis that of Lorde.

The population exceeds a million.

There, various restaurants are scattered like stars across the streets — this is Taniel’s description, and so delicacies were introduced to Jason by Taniel. ṙάΝộ𝐁Ɛš

For example: Haggis!

A traditional, historied delicacy.

Known among certain foodies.

Taniel also once invited Jason to taste it during his winter break.

Jason agreed with pleasure.

After all, no matter how bad the food is, it can’t surpass “Starry Sky pie” or “eel jelly.”

As a result, Jason learned more about the Sewock Capital Tert from Taniel’s mouth.

"That’s a real pity.”

"Mr. Jason, you really should go and see.”

"See the people there.”

"Abundant, peaceful.”

"Look at the streets there.”

"Each one has a history of a hundred years.”

"In the evening, when the breeze brushes your cheeks, as you walk down such streets and pass by the smiling residents, you’ll truly fall in love with this city.”

San describes Tert.

That’s his impression of Tert.

Jason has never been there, so he can’t comnt much.

He can only imagine based on San’s description.

Not exceptionally stunning, but certainly pleasant.

That’s what Jason thought.

And Taniel beside him lightly coughed.

Jason hasn’t been to Tert.

But he has.

This teacher from Deer Academy, the second advisor to the police departnt, imdiately reminded his friend.

"Jason, when you go, try to buy an umbrella, especially when walking through narrow streets and alleys, make sure to open the umbrella, especially in the morning, otherwise you’ll be attacked by yellow liquid falling from the sky.”

Taniel finished speaking and made a motion of dumping a chamber pot.

Jason was silent.

Instantly, the previous pleasant feeling vanished.

San’s smile beca a bit stiff.

"That was due to the incomplete sewer system a few years ago, things have improved a lot these years, more people choose to go, moving to Tert is the best proof.”

San explained.

"So, the production of perfu increased tenfold?”

Taniel continued to ask.

"It’s the comrce departnt’s operation.”

"Perfu is an incomparable profitable item.”

"Guard Sewock brought items with high tax revenue, naturally it should be greatly developed.”

San explained.

This official responsible person tried to change Jason’s ‘first impression’ of Tert.

Unfortunately, it didn’t succeed.

Compared to San’s explanation, Jason naturally trusted his friend Taniel more.

And Taniel wouldn’t let Jason down either.

"A very good tax policy; rchants’ tax increases are undoubtedly justified, but the tax for commoners has also been rising for five years straight, right?”

"Moreover, in comparison, the tax on commoners is heavier.”

"rchants, however, pay much less.”

"Even though the amount rchants pay is quite substantial, one person equals tens, hundreds, thousands of commoners’ taxes, but the latter pays with money for buying food.”

Taniel spoke with a slightly questioning tone.

"This is sothing that cannot be helped.”

"Sewock has experienced war, and the war has never been far, naturally needing more taxes.”

"Our Emperor has also cut royal expenses by half.”

San sighed.

Then, this official didn’t wait for Taniel to speak again.

He looked directly at Jason and asked.

"Mr. Jason, what do you think of our Emperor, the royal household?”

This ti, San didn’t beat around the bush.

He originally intended to let Jason feel the beauty of Tert through its ‘small details’, thus improving Jason’s impression of the royal household, but Taniel’s words turned his description full of ‘taste’.

Instead of continuing to beat around the bush.

It’s better to just speak frankly.

"Do you represent the royal household?”

Jason didn’t answer imdiately but asked back.

"Yes.”

San said, while taking out a ring engraved with special patterns.

It looked like two swords crossed in front of a shield.

It had a crown design above it.

Jason didn’t understand and looked at Taniel.

Taniel took the ring, examined it carefully, then nodded to Jason.

Then, with a subtle look towards Jason, Taniel directly spoke.

"Mr. San, you being a ssenger for the royal household really surprises .”

"eting a representative of the royal household in such a remote area is indeed quite rude.”

"Once morning cos, I’ll host you at the ‘Starry Sky’ restaurant.”

"It’s too late now, so let’s temporarily end this conversation.”

Saying so, Taniel stood up eagerly, signaling Jason to leave with him.

As for that 1000 gold crook check?

That’s an apology gift and won’t be returned.

Jason looked at Taniel, whose face showed urgency, his curiosity grew even more.

However, he did not speak and simply stood up. He believed in Taniel.

Following behind Taniel, Jason walked to the side.

Watching Jason prepare to leave, San hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Mr. Jason, are you afraid too?”

"Don’t you want to know who the real murderer of Sir Beta is?”

Imdiately, Jason’s steps halted.

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