Noble Emblem

Many people think that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide help when the time is right.

But in a different place, on one side, the building is about to collapse, and on the other side, the future is bright. Anyone with some sense will choose to add icing on the cake instead of supporting "the great summer is about to collapse." It couldn't be done well, because I was small and weak, and the building didn't help me up, so I was crushed underneath.

Unless the person holding the building up is capable enough not only to right it upright, but also to lay a solid foundation for it.

But now, Prince Bowens is on the verge of collapse and has a bright future. This small-eyed bishop is very confident. He believes that this young warrior will make the right choice.

Everyone turned their attention to Beta, and now he became the center of the whole scene.

Facing the confident bishop, Bowens's face was extremely gloomy. He was already prepared for the worst. If the other party really wanted to arrest someone, he would directly resist, even if it meant failure, or he would die in the manor. After winning a large number of people, he also had to re-establish his authority.

He also knew that this was only a short-term majesty. As his strength was consumed, such things would become more and more frequent in the future, and he would slowly 'weaken' until he was swallowed up by a large number of jackals.

The atmosphere at the scene gradually became tense, and almost everyone thought that 'Li Lin' would side with the bishop.

Prince Bowens had one hand behind his back and was ready to start gesturing.

The bishop of the Temple of Life also took a step back. He felt the faint murderous intent in front of him. But he was smiling, smiling confidently.

Almost everyone put their weapons in their hands, and the battle was about to start.

But at this moment, in the center of everyone's attention, Beta suddenly turned his head and asked: "How many gold coins are you willing to give?"

"Oh...huh?"

Bowens was stunned for two seconds. He was confused at first, and then quickly reacted, with a happy face, and asked: "How many gold coins do you want?"

Dozens of people present looked at Beta in surprise. In such an obvious situation, he actually stood on the disadvantaged side.

Is it stupid?

Or rely on something?

The bishop at the Temple of Life had a face as dark as ink. He took the lead and said, "Your Excellency, I know Celia very well. You have to think carefully! Take responsibility for your actions."

There was a cold murderous intent in these sinister words.

Beta glanced at him and ignored him. Instead, he looked at the prince and said, "Fifty gold coins, this is the public price. Although it is a bit high, the current information is worth the price."

The prince breathed a long sigh of relief. Although he tried to suppress his ecstasy, there was still a joy in his eyes: "Okay, no problem."

Fifty gold coins is indeed a lot, but he can afford it. Besides, he felt that 'Li Lin' was right, the situation in front of him was worth the price.

Beta calmly stood behind the prince.

"I said, I'm very familiar with Celia, my name is Ulanso."

Beta just smiled at him and didn't move.

Even after saying his name, he couldn't get the other party to react, and Wu Lansuo's face turned even darker.

With the addition of a strong man who was close to a legend, the comparison of strength between the two parties at the scene was suddenly reversed. The prince smiled softly, and the gloom disappeared from his face: "This Bishop Ulanso, if there is nothing wrong, please leave, I You are not welcome in the manor.”

Wu Lansuo compared the strengths of both sides on the spot, then stared at Beta with a snake-like gaze for a while, turned around and left without saying anything.

As the cultists and others filed out, the people remaining in the room cheered triumphantly.

Bowens nodded to Beta, with admiration in his eyes.

For a prince of a country, such praise is already exceptional. After all, he is a prince, the top layer of the aristocratic pyramid, and Beta is currently a mercenary. There is a huge gap between the two. .

Then everyone left the room, including Beta.

He didn't feel that if he helped Bowens at a critical moment, he would be accepted by him and enter the core of the small circle.

As usual, he went to train his team members and led them on patrol for a while.

After such an incident, the team members now recognize him even more.

In the evening, Yohan came over. This middle-aged warrior with a simple and honest appearance expressed his gratitude to Beta.

If Beta hadn't stood firmly on the prince's side, he would have definitely become a victim.

He also brought a small black wooden box with fifty gold coins in it. Finally, he took out a bottle of fruit wine and insisted that Beta drink it with him.

There was not much wine, but Yohan was drunk.

This is what is called drunkenness.

Yohan, whose face was red because of drunkenness, said: "I want to leave this place now. The contest between the big shots is really not something that little people like us can participate in. Regardless of whether you are right or wrong, if you deserve to die, you must die." "

After he finished speaking, he hammered the table twice to express his indignation.

"But can you leave?" Beta asked.

Yohan shouted: "I want to leave, can they still force me to stay?"

Beta smiled and said: "If you left normally, there would be no problem. But now, Prince Bowens is in dire straits. He will not let you go. If you want to leave, he will probably send someone to kill you. "

Beta's words were very plain, but there was a hint of compulsion in them.

Yohan was stunned, and his face, which was red due to drunkenness, immediately turned pale at this moment.

"But I just feel aggrieved. Why should we be sacrificed at will in the struggle between big shots?" Yohan said bitterly: "I also have a wife and children. What will they do if I die!"

Looking at the angry middle-aged man, Beta did not answer.

The current general situation in the world is like this, winner takes all, and Beta has no ability to change it for the time being.

"You can say this to me, but don't say it to others." Beta said calmly.

Yohan looked at him gratefully: "I know, thank you, Mr. Li Lin."

Afterwards, both of them were silent for a while, and after drinking, Yohan left.

At this time, in the North County Monastery.

Monica is sitting in the living room wearing a rather sexy low-cut gown.

Opposite her, sat a male bishop, Ulanso.

The atmosphere between the two parties didn't seem to be very good.

Ulanso's gaze glanced at Monica's soft flesh in the northern hemisphere without trace. He had seen the saint before, but compared with the Celia in front of him, she was like a young girl.

Monica felt his gaze. She had no reaction to such gazes before, and was even a little complacent, but now she feels a little disgusted.

If Beta had such a vision, she wouldn't think there was any problem.

"You should take care of your man, Celia." Ulanso said: "Call him back and don't let him get in the way."