"Well, well. You people have truly opened my eyes!"
The undead wizard had never expected that, despite how low he had already set the bar for those vampire nobles, they could still create such a mess.
However, after carefully reviewing the detailed tax collection reports sent back by the tax fleet, Moros had to admit that not every vampire administrator was quite so incompetent.
Granted, most vampire administrators had tried to make up for their massive tax shortfalls by plundering the flesh, blood, and wealth of others. Still, a small number of vampire nobles had displayed a rare sense of responsibility—or, more accurately, extraordinary composure and rationality.
They had chosen to first use their own private fortunes to quietly fill the gaps in the taxes, ensuring the taxes were paid in full before dealing with other problems.
Against the selfishness and greed of the other vampire nobles, such conduct appeared all the more commendable, earning Moros's regard.
It was precisely because he held them in higher regard that, in his orders to the tax fleet, he specifically pardoned those clever and responsible vampire nobles for their offenses.
As the name implied, the tax fleet was a powerful fleet that the undead wizard had specially assembled by drawing ships from the Death Fleet to collect the taxes owed each tax cycle—one year—by the human civilization of the World Bubble he had recently conquered.
It consisted of twenty unarmed transport ships dedicated solely to transportation, thirty Charon-class Light Frigates that also served as transport vessels, thirty Paris-class Heavy Frigates used as escort warships, and one Kingfisher-class Light Cruiser serving as the flagship.
Such a massive fleet, with a total of eighty-one warships, was undoubtedly an overwhelming force to the human society within that World Bubble conquered by the undead wizard. Any resistance