The Original Vampire

Not long after, the tavern attendant placed a large stack of black papers in front of Earl Avon.

Earl Avon smiled and nodded to the other party, and the attendant bowed and saluted and then stepped back.

"This is the welfare lottery?"

Saria took out a black piece of paper, looked at the white number on it, and asked curiously.

Earl Evan also took one, looked at it carefully, and then took out the kindling candle and lit it.

The black piece of paper produced an orange flame, which burned to the white numbered part, and then an indigo flame was released. At the same time, a unique burnt smell quickly spread.

Earl Evan threw away the nearly exhausted lottery ticket and said, "This is the same paper as the bond, but the dye is different."

"so what?"

"When the bonds came out, I guessed that Earl Angeli had mastered a more advanced papermaking process. Now, it seems that it is true. This shows that neither lottery tickets nor bonds can be counterfeited."

"What is the intention of Earl Angeli to issue such a lottery ticket?"

"What do you think he's plotting?"

Salia played with the welfare lottery ticket in her hand and pondered seriously:

"To tell you the truth, just looking at the welfare lottery tickets in front of me, I can't help but want to know if they have won the lottery, although I also know that even if I win the lottery, it's just a reward of thousands of copper coins. But I can't help but think about it, as if they have some kind of magical power.

For a daughter of a prince like me, I can have such a temptation, which shows how attractive these welfare lottery tickets are to those commoners. "

"Yeah!" Earl Evan pointed at the drinkers downstairs who were still discussing the welfare lottery, and said with emotion, "Count Angele is so young and has such an accurate grasp of people's hearts, it's terrifying! "

Salia stared at Earl Evan with her bright big eyes, and said with a smile, "This is the first time I hear you praise a person so highly."

Earl Evan shrugged and said with a wry smile: "As a peer of the same age, Earl Angele is now far more powerful than me, so how could I not be convinced.

What's more, he came from an inconspicuous baron family, and I am a descendant of the Paladin family. Haha, sometimes I don't even feel that I am worthy of the Paladin blood.

"

Salia curled her seductive red lips and said, "Count Angele isn't that powerful, isn't he! His current status depends more on the Saint Hilde family, if he hadn't married Wei Wei. La Saint Hilde, how can it be so successful?"

Earl Evan shook his head seriously and said, "No, it's not the Saint Hilde family that he relies on, but the Saint Hilde family who relies on him!"

Seeing the disapproval of his fiancée, Earl Evan sighed: "If you carefully study the past two Northern Rebellions, you will understand that without Earl Angele, the current Lord of the Northern Territory will probably have to change his surname to the Holy Sea. Yes."

Salia seemed a little unconvinced, and said, "But even so, Earl Angele spends his ingenuity on the inferior, and issues these welfare lottery tickets just to earn some small money, which really loses the nobleman's demeanor."

"No, no, this is not a small amount of money." Earl Evan shook his head again and again, "I don't know what the specific probability of winning the welfare lottery is. Even if it is one in a thousand, many of the rewards are ten copper coins. For the small prize of 100 copper coins, the probability of the big prize is estimated to be only one in ten thousand at most.

That way, those prizes are nothing compared to the proceeds from selling welfare lottery tickets.

Look at the grand occasion of the sale of welfare lottery tickets in Bingyan City. Let me assume that each of the 300,000 civilians here only buys one welfare lottery ticket every month, which is an income of nearly 900,000 copper coins! "

"That's not a lot. It's just nine hundred gold coins. If I remember correctly, the royal family's annual tax revenue is more than nine million gold coins."

Earl Evan rolled his eyes and sighed that his fiancée was of a noble birth, ignorant of the sufferings of the world, and even compared it with the tax revenue of the royal family.

So, he had to explain patiently: "Don't forget, the income of these nine hundred gold coins is only for one month, and it is only a city in Ice Rock City.

If the welfare lottery is slowly spread throughout the North, affecting tens of millions of people, do you still think this income is a small amount? "

Salia was speechless for a while, and suddenly woke up after a long while: "Evan, you say, is this an alternative tax?"

"Smart!" Earl Evan snapped his fingers and praised, "You can think of this and finally understand part of Earl Angele's ingenious idea."

"Part of it? Are there other uses for the welfare lottery?"

"Of course there is. If you think Earl Angeli just wants to use this lottery to make money, you look down on this genius."

"What else is Earl Angele planning?" Salia asked earnestly with her beautiful eyes flowing.

Earl Evan took a sip of the wine glass, and said leisurely: "What is the original intention of this welfare lottery design?"

Salia recalled what the tavern attendant said just now, and said somewhat uncertainly: "Is it really to help the poor? Isn't this a high-sounding excuse that Count Angele came up with?"

"Hahaha, Salia, you underestimate Count Angele's bearing and pattern."

"Could it be that he really intends to use the lottery revenue to help the poor?"

"Yes." Earl Evan nodded affirmatively, then shook his head again, "but he didn't do it out of kindness, at least not entirely."

"What's that for?"

Earl Evan's eyes flashed, and he asked back: "Think again, which agency is currently responsible for helping the poor in the Glory Empire?"

"It's the church."

"Then why did they do it?"

"Why?" Salia was a little stunned. "Isn't it the church's duty to help the poor?"

Earl Evan smiled and asked again, "So does the church really ask for nothing in return for helping the poor?"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Earl Evan lowered his voice and said: "The poor are more religious than the rich, the old are more religious than the young, and the sick are more religious than the healthy... Salia, these poor people at the bottom of the society are actually the most determined people in the church. support the group."

Salia's beauty frowned again, and seemed to understand what Earl Evan meant.

Earl Evan drank the wine in the glass and said leisurely: "Redemption is a responsibility, but it is also an authority!

And Count Angelie, he wants to steal the authority of the Church! "

Salia was horrified, her eyes widened, and she looked at her fiancé in disbelief.

Earl Evan slowly put down the wine glass and said with a smile: "Okay, the commoners' wine is finished, it's time for us to taste the nobles' wine."

Salia hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and said after a while: "You mean the Red Fort?"

"That's right. When you come to Ice Rock City, if you don't visit the master, wouldn't it be too rude." Earl Evan took it for granted.

Salia blinked her beautiful big eyes and said hesitantly, "But... Count Angele is not in the Red Castle now."

"That's not better!"

Earl Evan smiled indifferently, threw a few copper coins on the table as a tip, and then got up and walked out.

Salia was stunned for a while, and quickly followed.