Molnar sighed at his self-indulgent nephew, but nodded nonetheless.
"Yes, Shilton is right. Your tax rate is very low. It was calculated by our accountant here at that time."
Tax evasion is feasible, but industries like the Dwarf Bank can't just replace the legal person with a human to avoid taxes, right?
So they have to pay every penny.
"But speaking of it," Lann rubbed his chin, "this means all the money for waging war against the Squirrel Faction is borne by non-human races? That doesn't surprise me much."
"But a bunch of warlocks having a meeting shouldn't be related to kingdom taxation, right?"
"Of course, the warlock gathering had nothing to do with taxes." Molnar poured some wine into his cup.
"But the warlocks' collective resolutions at the meeting always influence the Northern Territory, and even the world. The aftermath not only affects tax rates, but also agricultural product prices, land prices, and so forth."
