When Raze heard the explanation, he paused for a mont. "This isn’t the sa as the story; father wasn’t paying any taxes in the story," he thought, then looked at the viscount.
"What exactly does the viscount do with taxes?" Raze asked, and the question instantly pissed off the viscount.
"You brat, what exactly are you trying to say?" Viscount Luke bellowed, gripping the armrest of his chair and leaning forward.
Raze face-pald and dragged his hands down his face. "Oh brother." He dragged the words out, then looked at the count. "There is a saying: only the wicked run when no man pursues," he said.
His words shocked all three. The viscount frowned. "Are you trying to say—"
"Interpret it how you wish; that’s none of my business," Raze said. He walked closer to the table, standing between the viscount and the legal advisor while facing his father.
"If I’m correct, the majority of the security we have all around cos from the count army, and maybe the marquis as well, so what does this viscount even have to offer us?" Raze asked. His words were evidently ant to provoke and piss off the viscount even more, and it was working.
The viscount slamd his fist into the armrest and got up in anger. "I’ve had enough, Baron. I’ll take my leave now and you’ll be hearing from ."
"Oh, seat your five, hundred, pound ass down," Raze snapped. He looked at the viscount with a burning gaze. "You think you’ll walk out of here that easy? You wanted a discussion with my father, you wanted to talk, you even brought a legal advisor and all, so you’ll sit through it all and we will talk," Raze said; his voice resounded. The viscount subconsciously sat back down.
"So now tell , what are you ant to do with the tax that you take?" Raze asked, looking right at the viscount.
"This, this kid, what is this aura around him and why can’t I win against him?" the viscount thought, looking at Raze with a shaky gaze.
"The viscount is ant to spend that money on major things, like supporting and developing the towns and villages under his jurisdiction, to help the count," the legal advisor spoke. He looked away from the viscount, not wanting to et his gaze.
"I see, so that’s what you are ant to do," Raze said, and looked at the viscount.
"Tsk, now tell , when have you done any of that of late? Maybe if you had helped the town the way you were ant to, things would have been better and my father would have been able to pay the remaining part," Raze said, then sat at the table, facing the Baron. "I’m just saying, ti never knows what could have been if only you had done the right thing.
"Instead, you decided to blackmail and try to extort land under the nose of the count. I’m sure he would definitely hate that if he ca to know it," Raze said.
The viscount’s eyes widened. He looked at Raze. "Are you trying to blackmail ?" he asked.
"Blackmail? No. I’m very sure my words can’t do shit against you when it cos to the count, but it will raise speculation; the count will definitely beco curious about how you use your money," Raze said.
"You brat, you are trying to set up, but you aren’t smart enough, kid. I saw all the developnt that’s happening. I can twist your issue in both ways: I can tell the count that I am the one helping your town, or I can tell him that you decided to build roads rather than pay the full tax to him," he said. There was a look of superiority on his face now.
"You see it, I have been doing this for more years than you have been alive for. You can’t manipulate your way into a win, kid; your entire family will be ruined, and this ti, I take back my offer and I’ll be taking this count directly," the viscount said, a look of victory on his face.
Clap, clap, clap. "Pretty decent, viscount," Raze said while clapping, a smile on his face. If only Ella and Elaine had seen that smile, they would have known that it was over for the viscount, but the viscount thought it was a normal smile.
The viscount was confused as to why Raze was clapping; could it be that Raze had seen that he had lost?
"You know what, tell the Baron what you want to tell him. I’m sure he would love to co here and find out what exactly is happening, and when he cos, he’ll realize that the money for the developnt actually ca from my trades with the Raven Academy," Raze said.
When the Raven Academy was dropped, the viscount and the legal advisor were shocked.
"The Raven Academy? Impossible," the viscount said.
"Tsk, what would I gain from throwing their na out like that? I am an official special student and my brother is a student there. I also trade with them and know a few people there who are pretty important, so yeah, I trade with them. What I trade you don’t need to know, but there is a real and legitimate source of inco.
"But that’s beside the point. With the trades, I’ll be covering the taxes to the count directly. I’ll send over the first paynt tied with a letter that tells the count all that you wanted to do, and then go further to explain that all the money sent to you as tax is used by you for an underground fighting ring and a very illegal slave network," Raze said, and a smile ford on his face.
This was his killer move. He could have dropped this little piece of information and won the battle, but he wanted to give the viscount so sign of hope. His smile deepened
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