Davers listened carefully and finally nodded, saying, "What you said will be an important basis for the tax rate discussion at the next executive meeting."

"What else to discuss... Your Majesty, you might as well settle it down." Melsis muttered.

Davers seemed to have not heard of it. Seeing that he had said that, he became more depressed, so he said with concern: "You have a good rest, I'll visit you next time!"

"Your Majesty, don't you stay for a while?! You come again next time... I'm afraid you won't see me..." Melsis muttered again in a low tone.

When Davers heard this, he felt sad. He was about to comfort him, but when he heard Mercis whisper: "Your Majesty, do you remember the first time we met?... At that time, you had just invented the smoked sausage and temporarily solved the problem of mercenaries' rations storage... After I knew it, I immediately asked Menon to ask you to my baggage team... I still remember that you told us the story of the treasure that night... With your help, it was the most relaxing time when I marched in Persia... I vaguely felt that you would become an amazing person... So when Menon clashed with you, I firmly stood on your side...

Now prove how correct my choice is!...I, a bankrupt little businessman from Ionia, eventually became the Minister of Finance of the most powerful kingdom of the Western Mediterranean, and held tens of thousands of wealth. How lucky I am! I have no regrets anymore..."

After hearing what Melsis said, Davers didn't know what to say for a moment, and said with a reluctant smile: "Actually, what you said is wrong. You saw me once before I was transferred to the baggage team... At that time, I walked to the baggage camp, but I met you. You suspected that I wanted to steal food because of hunger, so I specially asked the guard to drive me away."

"I have no impression of this at all!" Melsis widened his eyes in surprise, and then laughed: "It's a pity that I only know now, otherwise I would often brag to Antonios, Hilos and the others... I am the only one who scolded you!"

"I just remembered it now, otherwise you would have lived so easily under my hands over the past ten years?!" Davers also smiled and joked.

Even Martius was usually serious and serious, and smiled.

Henibris, who was standing beside him, listened to them telling the past, and felt the deep friendship between them in his laughter, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious and yearning in his heart.

"Your Majesty." Before the smile on Melsis's face had faded, he said in a deep voice: "When I die, I will donate most of my property to the Kingdom..."

"Oh, you stingy guy, can't bear it too?!" Davers teased with a smile, thinking he was joking.

"I'm serious, this is my will! I'm going to donate 80% of my inheritance to the Kingdom and leave only 20% for my family!"

Seeing Melsis's serious expression, Davers immediately curled his smile and asked in a deep voice: "You really want to bear it?"

"I don't have children, so what can I bear to bear..." Melsis murmured, a little lost: "The Kingdom of Dionia was built by His Majesty, your Majesty, and you can say that it is our children..."

Davers was quite moved when he heard this. He sat beside the bed, patted Melcis' swollen hand and said emotionally: "On behalf of the Kingdom, I thank you for your generosity!"

"Your Majesty, I donate this money... Can I get a statue for me... to enter the Pantheon..." Myers' next words made Davers stunned, and then burst into laughter: This is the true nature of Myers!

Davers subconsciously wanted to scold him first: the qualification to enter the Pantheon is not a commodity, and he can bargain!…

But seeing Melsis' pale face and hopeful gaze, Davers softened his heart and said directly: "Even if you don't donate these property, the great contributions you have made to the kingdom in the past can make you qualified to enter the Pantheon without any dispute. Not only that, I am also planning to set up your statue in front of the Finance Department, so that future finance officials will take you as an example, and be stingy with every Opol in the Kingdom, and must never waste it, nor embezzle it!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty... Thank you, Your Majesty..." At that moment, turbid tears flowed out from Melsis's godless eyes...

After walking out of Mercis's mansion, Davers couldn't help but stop and look back. He thought of Cornerus who died a few years ago, and Mercis who would go to Elysee at any time. He was in a very heavy mood: the heroes who followed him to found Dionia were gradually entering the end of their lives...

He was thinking, and when he turned around, he saw Martius standing tall, but his gray beard showed his age, and he sighed in his heart: "Maltius, you are old too..."

"Your Majesty, I can still easily defeat the young guards! I can still serve as your guard!" Martius replied powerfully.

"Okay... OK..." Davers subconsciously touched his beard, and then said to Heniporis: "Did you remember everything I said to Melsis just now?"

Henipolis immediately replied: "Remember, let Lord Melsis enter the Pantheon and erect a statue for him in the Finance Department."

"Well, go back and draft a proposal and discuss it at the next executive meeting as soon as possible...Melsis may not last long..." Davers sighed long.

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In the past few days, a rumor suddenly appeared in Turiyi: Etruscan envoys asked the kingdom for help. At the same time, in view of the frequent harassment of the borders of southern Iberia by indigenous people, King Davers was preparing to agree to the ministers' proposal to send one and two legions to the southern borders of Iberia and the northern borders of Etruscania to build fortresses to defend against indigenous people. According to the Ministry of Military Affairs, each legion soldier must be on duty at the garrison for at least half a year...

The news quickly spread throughout the city of Turiyi and soon spread to other cities. The officers, soldiers, reserve soldiers, and their families and relatives of the various legions discussed this matter every day. You should know that they accounted for a large proportion of the kingdom's population, which naturally caused a huge wave across the country.

Not long after, news came out: those defensive fortresses will be built at the forefront of the border, with no town markets around, only the indigenous people who are constantly coming to harass the soldiers. For the safety of the soldiers, the garrison may not consider giving them vacations, allowing them to go to the rear towns to rest and relax, and even go home to visit relatives...

As soon as this news came out, the citizens of the Legionnaires felt uneasy. Many anxious citizens gathered together and went to their respective barracks to ask the senior officers stationed in the barracks for detailed information, and said: "We are not afraid of fighting with powerful enemies, even if we bleed or even sacrifice our lives; but we are afraid of being trapped in the fortress like criminals, without freedom for more than half a year, and being completely unable to take care of our family..."

Some radical Turiyi citizens even gathered together and went to the Senate to ask the Senate: I hope they can object to the proposal and not allow it to pass.

Many veterans were puzzled and asked the rotating chairmen: "Is there really such a proposal?"

Lucias and the others said in a unified manner: "There is indeed a minister who has made this suggestion, but His Majesty did not agree immediately and is still considering this matter carefully."

Just as the outside world was in a stir, Davers sat firmly in the office of the palace. After listening to Aristillas' investigation report on the entire situation, he thought for a while and said, "Now the water has boiled. Next, we have to put some things in first to see if we can cook good things."

"Yes, your Majesty." Aristillas understood it.

"Is there any other news?"

"Your Majesty, we have collected all the evidence of the former Roman nobles' attempt to rebel." Aristillas said, handing over the stack of records in his hand respectfully.

After reading it carefully, Davers said lightly: "There are still quite a lot of people. While the people's attention is focused on sending border troops, transfer all the evidence and list to the Turiyi Patrol Department and let them be responsible for the arrest."

"Yes." Aristinas hesitated for a moment and continued: "Your Majesty, Iberia has reported secretly that Hasdruba and a few members of the Margonid family often gather together, drink and insult the Kingdom..."

Davers asked without frowning, “Are there any other suspicious situations?”

“Not found yet.”

"It's better to vent your dissatisfaction in person than to appear normal on the surface and have some plans in secret." Davers said disapprovingly: "Continue to observe."

"yes."

At this time, a knock on the door was heard.

"Come in!" As soon as Davers finished speaking, Aristillas naturally retreated to the corner.

"Your Majesty, Priest Presinus asks for a visit!" Heniporis walked in and said.

"Please come in."

Presinas was not alone, and he was followed by two priests, each holding several wooden boards.

"Your Majesty, the design selection of the mountaintop colossus has ended. We have brought the works of the winner. Please make the final judgment and choose which design to cast the mountaintop statue."

"It turned out so soon?!" Davers became interested and immediately said, "Put them on the table and let's watch them slowly one by one."

Yu Guang saw Heniporis next to him stretched his neck and looked here. Davers waved to the left and right again, and said, "You two come here to see, give some advice."
Chapter completed!