Chapter 587: Deal proposition (1/2)
”Come in.”
This time, rather than being invited instantaneously to the Lord's chamber, I had to wait for a damned hour in a line full of people clearly belonging to the lower class in this place.
After all, no matter what kind of place, culture or social system would govern over the people's lives, there would always be three classes of them in general.
Starting with the strong ones from birth. It could be denominated by either the power backing them thanks to their household bloodline, or just their own sheer strength. Either way, just the power that they governed with a swing of their hand, be it physical or political, would make them bully and use other people for their own benefits.
Then came the smart and skilled guys. Even if they lacked the means to reach the top of the power structure of the world they came to live, they would still find some ways to make something that other people would value. Form bankers, through craftsmen all the way to merchants, rather than relying on something that they were born with, they went to settle their lives with what they were capable of doing.
And then came the last class, most populous due to the sheer force of statistics. The people born without special talent, without any power backing them up, and not smart enough to make their lives better than the average. Outshined by the other two classes, they would have to thread their entire life carefully, constantly under the endless burden that the other two classes would put on them.
In this world, filled to the brim with feudalistic fantasy vibes and mixed with an honest dose of eastern fantasy cultivation style, this low-class people appeared as farmers and hunters, living off the land and the work of their own hands, rather than banking on the profit margins or tribute that the other two classes could benefit from.
”What brings you here so quickly?”
Raising his head from the arm-high stack of papers, Makay was clearly surprised by my sudden visit. Given how he had to take care of the petitions from all those people, it was obvious that he had no time for anyone to warn him about my presence. After all, unless someone did its best to remember my face, then my simple and used up clothing would never betray what kind of status I really possessed.
”I came here to pay the tax.”
While in reality, I had a single more agenda hidden behind that openly stated intention, I had to wait for the lord to allow me to get close before I could at least try to pass this message to him. In the end, from the moment that I entered the proximity of his fortress, I could clearly feel the tension permeating the air of this place.
If my guess was not wrong, then the times of great changes both for the lord and his lands were about to begin soon!