Noble Emblem

Beta was in the room and drew the appearance of the attacker. A very handsome young man, not much worse than Beta in appearance.

Moreover, the other party is also a legend, so the search scope will be greatly narrowed.

But unexpectedly, Beta could not find this person. He gave the portrait to the Mercenary Guild and the Assassin Guild at the same time, but both unions said they couldn't find it.

It is normal for the mercenary union to find no one. Their intelligence capabilities are not weak, but they are not very good at finding people who are good at hiding. But the attitude of the Assassin's Guild made Beta a little concerned.

Not to mention that the Assassin's Guild had previously rejected Beta's request to let them snoop for information. When Beta handed over the man's portrait, even though it was in absolute darkness, Beta still saw the person in charge who had obtained the portrait. Not only did Beta His expression changed slightly, and even his mental strength fluctuated slightly.

Beta suspected that the other party knew something, but this was the Assassin's Guild, and Beta didn't want to take action on other people's territory, as it could easily overturn.

Since then, Beta has been letting Joan monitor the actions of the Assassin's Guild in mid-air.

But the effect is not very obvious. After all, he is an assassin and is very good at hiding his whereabouts.

Even if Monica's spider clone is used to monitor, the effect will not be much better.

The movement speed of the spiders is indeed very fast, but compared with the assassins, they are far behind. They often lose track of them and it is impossible to find out the actual information.

Although Beta was very strong and knew some basic tracking and anti-tracking skills, it was impossible for him to show off in front of these experts, so he simply gave up the idea.

He could only ask Jeanne to continue to pay attention to the actions of the assassins. Although Jeanne did not see much when she was hanging in the sky, she would always find something if she looked for a long time.

Beta discovered the true identity of the assassin leader.

A fur trader.

That night, Beta came to the vicinity of the merchant's manor, first set up a magic barrier to prevent entry and exit, and then took Monica into the manor.

When the barrier was put up, there was obviously something like a magic shield covering the manor, so everyone inside knew that something was wrong.

When Beta entered, a dozen guards of average strength stood in front of Beta, looking frightened. However, the leader held on to his courage and said to Beta: "Your Excellency, we have no intention of being hostile to you. We would rather If you don’t want to do anything, please give us a way to survive.”

These people had "changed careers" from mercenaries, and they knew very well that killing a magician who could lay such a large-scale barrier would be as easy as killing an ant.

Although they helped protect this businessman, they didn't get much money, and they were often scolded harshly. Why should they work for such a person?

So when these people saw that nothing could be done, they immediately came out and surrendered.

Monica looked at these people from the sidelines. According to her previous approach, these people had to die, but now she wanted to see Beta's face and act.

Beta pointed to the side and said: "Stay in the corner. When the time is up, I will naturally let you go."

Although this group of people didn't dare to believe Beta's words, they had no other choice. They could only walk aside and stay quietly.

Beta came to the door and knocked on the door. There was a faint noise inside, and it became quiet after a while. After a while, an old man opened the door, and behind the door was the living room.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in the main seat in the hall, and there were two glasses of fruit wine on the table in front of him.

He looked a little nervous, but he still pretended to be calm.

"Your Excellency, I'm glad you can come to my manor." The middle-aged man's body was trembling slightly: "I wonder where I can help you?"

Beta sat down in front of him, looked at the other person, and when he saw that the other person was almost at a loss, he said: "No need to act, I know you are one of the leaders of the Assassin's Guild, and I have something to ask you. ”

Although the middle-aged man's face was completely different from what Beta saw in the Assassin's Guild, and even his temperament was very different, he could still confirm that this man was the one from the Assassin's Guild.

The frequency of mental power fluctuations cannot be faked, and Joan of Arc has been guarding him in the air for several days. Without enough confidence, Beta would not come over like this.

The man's face twitched: "Are you kidding me? I'm just a fur trader. I'm not a big shot like the leader of the Assassin's Guild."

Monica looked on with interest.

Beta tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Whether you admit it or not has nothing to do with me. I just want to know the portrait I gave you that day. You should know who he is. Tell me and I will leave. At the same time I’ll give you a lot of money.”

"Your Excellency is indeed amazing." The man stretched out his hand and pinched his face on the left and right. After a while, his face changed and turned into a more inconspicuous, ordinary person: "But I really I don’t know who he is.”

Beta smiled and said: "You are lying, I can feel your spirit fluctuating."

"Are you not a warrior?" There was panic in the man's eyes.

Beta smiled and said nothing.

He took a deep breath. At this time, a little girl suddenly rushed down from upstairs, ran to the man's side, hugged his legs, and then stared at Beta fiercely.

It was as if he wanted to stare him to death.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers...this probably refers to this situation.

Beta looked away from the little girl and looked at the middle-aged man: "It's time for you to speak, even if it's for your family."

Even if the man didn't say anything, Beta wouldn't do anything to his family. But that doesn't stop Beta from using these words to scare people.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man's expression changed. He looked at Beta sullenly, and his expression began to change, as if he was pondering the strength gap between the two sides. Then he looked at the little girl next to him, his eyes suddenly softened, and he said : "Okay, I said. That person..."

But at this time, Beta suddenly shifted his gaze to the little girl, and his eyes even widened in surprise.

The little girl had a gloomy smile on her lips.

"careful!"

Beta turned around and threw Monica to the ground, pressing her whole body under his body.

Then the little girl expanded at an indescribable speed, and in less than half a second, she turned into a smuggled human skin ball of about two meters.

Then the ball exploded.

What burst out of the little girl's body was not blood and flesh, but light and heat.

It was as if the power of the concentrated explosion of hundreds of tons of TNT caused the entire small building... to be precise, the entire manor to be razed to the ground in an instant.

The explosion echoed throughout the holy city.

Everyone felt the big wave creating a wave of tremors.