Noble Emblem

Although Claire is a Marquis, due to the previous suppression by Billy and others, his current 'power' is simply not worthy of his status.

It can be said to be a weak type. If it weren't for some resistance, the family would have been swallowed up by now.

So he had to seek change. He knew very well that if this happened next time, the family would be slowly drained of its vitality, and then be swallowed up by the forces headed by Billy.

But who wants to be on his side now? People with some strength want to bite a piece of meat from his body.

If he was strong, he could still survive if he bit off a piece of meat, but now his family is quite 'weak'. If he was bitten off another piece of meat, he would probably be dead.

So he had to find another backer, and this backer couldn't be too strong, and it had to be in a similar situation to his family.

Then the weak will unite and have a chance to counterattack.

In his opinion, Archbishop Monica is also a weak person, and this prince is also a weak person. They must unite, otherwise no one will have a hard time.

Arriving at a manor, the guards here were much tighter than Claire's manor.

Surrounded by several elite-level sergeants, the two young women checked their identities and removed all their weapons before allowing them to enter the manor.

"The security level is quite exaggerated." Claire sighed.

Beta thinks it's normal. The more insecure a person is, the more they like tight protection. For example, Beta's own city lord's mansion only has some symbolic guards on duty at the door, mainly to prevent random people from breaking in at will.

Since the prince is in danger, it is normal for him to be closely protected.

Under the guidance of the girl, the two entered the manor first, then entered the room, and met the prince Claire mentioned on the second floor.

He is a young man about eighteen years old, with a pale complexion, blond hair and blue eyes, with typical aristocratic blood.

When he saw Beta and the two, he smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Marquis Claire, it's a pleasure to see you again. Thank you for coming to my manor."

Claire stepped forward, saluted slightly, and then smiled: "Fourth Prince Bowens, you are still so handsome."

The prince laughed generously, then looked at Beta: "Who is this?"

"Your Excellency Li Lin." Claire patted Beta on the shoulder: "He is the strongest warrior I have ever seen. During this period, he will be responsible for your safety for the time being."

Bowens looked at the two guards behind him, who nodded to him.

As professionals, they can certainly see that Beta is strong.

"In that case, I'm sorry to trouble you." Prince Bowens nodded gently to Beta, and then he didn't pay much attention to him, and casually chatted with Claire.

One of the guards pointed outside to Beta, and the two left the room.

This guard is a middle-aged man with good strength and has reached LV8. Among ordinary professionals, he is considered outstanding.

"Although you were introduced by Marquis Claire, we can't completely trust you after all." The middle-aged guard said, "So you can't protect the prince personally for the time being."

Beta nodded to express his understanding.

It would be strange if the other party completely trusted him as soon as he came.

"But since you were introduced by the Marquis, it doesn't make sense for us to just let you stay outside." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "There are fourteen people in the fourth team, and they happen to be missing a captain. You Go take over."

Beta nodded slightly to express her gratitude. Changing places, the other party has already dealt with it very well. He can talk things out and give Beta enough face, so his social skills are really good.

If Beta were an ordinary professional, he would probably be extremely moved at this time. It's just that he is not an ordinary person. At this time, he is just looking down upon Prince Bowens's methods of controlling his subordinates.

"You can call me Yohan." The middle-aged guard said as he led Beta to the back of the manor, in front of everyone in the fourth team.

Most of these fourteen people were lying on the grass, and some were gathered together, seemingly playing a simple gambling game.

He looked at the dozen or so lazy people and said with some displeasure: "Come here, be serious. What does this look like? This is your new captain."

He pointed at Beta.

A group of people came over calmly, almost everyone looked a little dissatisfied. These people were average in strength and could not see the difference between themselves and Beta. Seeing that he was pretty and soft, they looked down upon him.

Beta turned to look at the middle-aged guard Yohan: "Can I use some common methods in the mercenary world?"

"This is your team, do as you like." Yohan patted Beta on the shoulder, left a knowing smile, and left.

Beta turned to look at this group of 'talents', smiling brightly, as if exuding the bright scent of summer.

After several minutes of jumping around and screaming, the fourteen people formed a neat team.

There are traces of black sha on everyone's face. The two people who looked the most arrogant just now have dark circles under their eyes, and they look very much like pandas.

These people are now convinced of Beta, at least on the surface.

A man who can knock them down with his bare hands deserves at least a semblance of respect.

"I know you are still dissatisfied with me in your heart." Beta raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "But it doesn't matter, you can challenge me at will. It's just that every time, I will strike harder. If you refuse to admit me If you have the right, then it is possible for me to maim you or kill you."

Everyone in the team looked at him, finally feeling a little strangely timid.

"Our team used to patrol the same way and at what time." Beta said: "As your captain, I can teach you some combat knowledge. Your strength is too weak, which is a bit embarrassing to me."

The faces of everyone in the team were a little dark, but there was no way to refute.

"Okay, now someone will take me to my captain's room and take a rest."

The youngest boy stood up and led him towards the north side of the manor.

On the third floor, Prince Bowens and Claire watched what happened just now, and then watched Beta go to the north. Then the prince smiled and asked: "Why did you suddenly introduce this person to me?"

"He is very strong. It is very suitable for him to be your bodyguard, prince."

"I don't think this is the real reason." The prince's eyes were extremely bright: "Since we are all friends, it is better to say some things directly."

Claire shook her head helplessly: "You still saw through it, Prince. I want to move him away from her."

"she?"

Claire's expression was a little shy: "It's the one and only Archbishop I told you, Celia."