Game of Thrones: Summoning the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 61: No one can remain silent in the West Ice Warehouse

"Open the door!"

"What are you doing!"

"Sending warmth!"

"What should I send?"

The butler, though puzzled, didn't suspect anything and opened the door without thinking that the visitor was malicious, relying on the presence of a group of tax collectors in the room.

"Ouch!"

The door had barely opened halfway when the steward was pushed to the ground by a pair of large hands, and a group of seven or eight men wielding short weapons rushed in.

The fallen steward glanced outside out of the corner of his eye and saw four or five guards lying in pools of blood in his own courtyard. He immediately knew he was doomed, so he simply rolled his eyes and pretended to be dead.

The commotion outside naturally alerted the group of tax collectors who were feasting and drinking inside. But before they could react, a group of people rushed forward. The leader looked around at everyone and slowly began to speak:

"We are the royal family's secret police; you've been caught!"

Secret police? What the hell? Where are my guards?

How the hell did you guys get in?

The manor owner, the man seated at the head of the table, slammed his hand on the table and pointed at the leading player, shouting:

"I don't care who you are. Your sudden intrusion has, I believe, violated His Majesty Viserys' royal laws! If you leave now, I might consider sparing His Majesty's head!"

The player leading the action team grinned, his face full of disdain:

"Excuse me, sir, but since there is no Minister of Justice before the Emperor, the Kingdom's laws are incomplete. Hmph, you are guilty of crimes listed above, while ours are absent. Arrest them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of players behind him pounced forward like tigers and wolves. None of them were fat and weak snakes or rats.

Almost without any resistance, he was pinned down on the spot by the players from the Action Department.

"What have we done to offend the King?" a tax farmer cried out, protesting his innocence.

"The higher-ups said I need to gather some evidence before they can arrest anyone, but I find that troublesome, so I'd like to ask you gentlemen to come with me to the West Ice Warehouse to talk," the player leading the group said coldly.

"take away!"

The guild leader's order was to frame someone, but the player with the game ID "Wind Sweeps Away Clouds" clearly had his own ideas.

In his view, taking these people to the West Ice Warehouse would allow them to confess their crimes on their own, making any attempts to frame them completely unnecessary.

Meanwhile, the estates owned by these tax farmers were all in trouble. The secret police swarmed through the area like locusts, sealing off the estates, orchards, and shops. Anyone who resisted was killed without mercy.

For a time, this caused widespread panic among the common people in the villages and estates surrounding Pentos.

"You just brought him back to me? Fine, then get him interrogated right now."

[Pointing at a mouse as a duck] looked at the group of tax collectors being escorted to the West Ice Warehouse by [Wind Sweeping Clouds] with some astonishment, but didn't say anything, just waved his hand to signal them to be taken away for interrogation.

"Yes."

Watching the retreating figure of [Wind Sweeps Away Clouds], [Pointing at a Mouse as a Duck] looked on with a puzzled expression before finally turning his gaze away.

As it turns out, no one in the West Ice Warehouse kept quiet. The players' methods were so effective that they tormented these pampered tax farmers to the point of near death. They had to answer every question, and even deep memories like who they had seen bathing when they were eight years old were brought up by the players in charge of the interrogation.

Its power is evident.

Having been convicted, [Calling a Mouse a Duck] immediately ordered his players, who hadn't even had a chance to rest, to regroup and set off again, aiming to raid the houses. He himself would take the evidence of these tax farmers' crimes to meet with Viserys.

Although I was tired after working all morning, who wouldn't want to do something like ransacking a house?

A group of secret police officers rushed out of the city and began searching houses one by one according to the list.

To prevent a shortage of manpower and potential trouble, after [pointing at a mouse and calling it a duck] presented the evidence of the tax farmers' crimes, Viserys immediately ordered five hundred men from the Pentos Legion of Bevos to help.

"These men shall all be hanged, and the date shall be set for tomorrow, so that all of Pentos may see it."

Viserys casually tossed the list onto the table, thus deciding the death sentences of dozens of people.

"Understood, Your Majesty." [Pointing at a mouse and calling it a duck] didn't care about the lives of these NPCs. All he cared about now was what title and how much land Wei Ge would give him after the quest was completed.

Regardless of whether it is in China or abroad, the fastest and most powerful order executed by feudal dynasties was always confiscation of property.

From Pentos all the way to the target location, the secret police players and the soldiers of the Pentos Legion didn't stop for a moment, kept on by the lure of raiding their base.

Upon arriving at the location, without saying a word, he grabbed a knife and started working. Anyone who dared to resist was stabbed to the ground, and then he went straight for the yellow and white items.

The families of these tax farmers, spanning generations, were brought out box after box, making the players and the soldiers of the Pentos Legion's eyes gleam with envy.

"Damn it, everything in the player shop except for treasure chests is ridiculously expensive, but those four or five gold coins here are enough for me to buy a new set of armor!"

Some players swallowed hard as they looked at the gleaming boxes of gold coins.

Although Viserys treats players like cheapskates in its player shops, the players aren't stupid. Since the items in the shops are expensive, they just use in-game currency to buy them from NPCs.

Of course, Viserys also realized the problem, so he discussed it with Little Fireman. The two unscrupulous merchants hit it off and put all the black iron chests, all the way to silver chests, on the player shop with clear price tags.

In addition, the skill scrolls for combat and leisure, as well as the various high-level magic items and pet eggs that entice players, prevent players from abandoning the player shop and completely plunging into the world of gold dragons and gold coins.

Nevertheless, many players have already started trading online virtual currency offline with real money.

The one with the greatest purchasing power is Zhao Xiaotian's second uncle, Zhao Wuji. Backed by a huge amount of real-world capital, Zhao Xiaotian's second uncle has been buying up large quantities of Golden Dragon coins and has now opened several shops in the city.

Some players have heard that this expert has already produced soap and perfume and is preparing to mass-produce them.

Returning to the matter of the confiscation, after deducting what his subordinates secretly kept, what was finally delivered to Viserys was counted as a total of over 2.1 million gold dragons. This was after deducting rare treasures, jewelry, diamonds, and real estate owned by the tax collectors, which were difficult to estimate.

In short, Viserys made a fortune.

While making his fortune, Viserys did not forget the tax vacuum at the grassroots level. On the same day, he appointed [Pointing at a Duck] as a baron and granted him several villages and a manor as his domain.

A dozen or so players were knighted by Viserys as property knights, and each was given a village as their fief.

Suddenly becoming a landlord in the game will likely cause a huge uproar among players.