Noble Emblem

In the Holy City of Life, the atmosphere was very solemn. First there was a shocking big explosion, and then there were the temple guards, rummaging around the whole city looking for suspicious people.

The Pope has issued a death order. If the person who did it cannot be found out in the short term, then all archbishops and upper-level members of the church will have to be demoted one level.

The archbishops and upper-level personnel who are under pressure will naturally distribute the pressure to the people below, and these grassroots soldiers will in turn 'distribute' the pressure to the ordinary people.

In just a few days, there were many more security incidents throughout the city than before. Most of them were caused by guards, such as robbing property, beating others, or even rape.

Beta walked on the street and passed by a group of menacing men. In the past few days, he had secretly prevented several rape incidents, but he personally could not change the situation in the city.

Unless he makes great efforts to bring this city under the control of the Wealth God Cult.

At the same time, Beta was also a little puzzled. What was the Pope of the Life God Religion thinking? Didn't he know that his ill-advised order would have such consequences?

A chaotic city makes it easier for enemies to hide.

When the Pope of Life does this, it becomes easier for the enemy to hide.

For some time now, Beta has been looking for that legendary young man on the streets, but there is no news. And the archbishops tried their best, but in vain.

Beta, who was just walking on the street, really felt that he had no clue. In desperation, he walked to a tavern to drink fruit wine to change his mood. In fact, he couldn't get drunk, the alcohol content was too low, and his body was very high.

While drinking, Beta felt eyes falling on her. It was not a malicious look, but a look with a teasing taste.

He turned to look out the window and saw a masked man standing on the roof of the third floor across the street. He was shrouded in black robes, with a white mask on his face, revealing only a pair of light gray eyes.

The two looked at each other, and Beta quickly understood what he meant.

follow me.

Beta threw down a silver coin and left the tavern. It was discovered that the man in black robe had disappeared, and Joan of Arc in the air immediately followed him.

After leaving the Holy City of Life, the man in black robe entered the woods outside. Joan of Arc hovered above the woods and confirmed that there was no one else except the man in black robe, before notifying Beta.

Then Beta arrived.

It was very quiet in the woods, the two of them faced each other. Beta looked at the other person up and down for a while, then smiled and said: "Count Billy, what do you mean by bringing me here?"

"It's amazing that you can recognize me like this. I am indeed the Pope of the Cult of Wealth, Your Majesty Beta." The man in black robe took off his mask and revealed his true face. It was indeed Billy.

Beta raised his eyebrows: "Have you found out my identity?"

There is no point in hiding it at this time.

"Actually, I have met Your Majesty before, when Queen Shasha ascended the throne. At that time, I was mixed in the crowd and saw your appearance." Count Billy looked at Beta's hair: "But your hair was bright gold at that time. His eyes are also more determined and forceful, instead of the lazy look now."

"You mean like this?"

Beta's hair turned back to bright gold at an extremely fast speed, and a pair of golden eyes burst out with a stunning light.

The aristocratic aura and talent are unleashed at full strength.

Billy felt his whole body trembling, but he laughed: "It is indeed you. I was not sure about it some time ago. I have been investigating your identity. I have been investigating, and many clues point to your true identity." identity, but I can’t believe it.”

"Why?"

"Because no pope would go into such danger as you do."

Beta smiled nonchalantly: "Maybe I'm a weird person."

"I think you are very courageous." Billy took a deep breath: "Dear His Majesty the Pope, I would like to ask, why did you hide your identity and come to this city? Is it just for Celia? This beauty?"

"Why should I tell you?" Beta smiled.

"Do you mind if I take a guess?" Billy asked seriously.

Beta raised an eyebrow: "Please."

"You want to kill the Pope of Life, right?"

Beta's expression remained unchanged and he admitted openly: "You guessed it right. But why did you think of this?"

"When I was investigating your information, I saw a rumor that the Pope of Life had sent a very powerful assassin group to assassinate you, but they failed."

"It does happen."

"I don't know much about you, but I also know a little that you are the kind of person who will take revenge when you have a grudge." Billy said lightly: "This is a very good quality. In fact, when I first saw you When I was young, I already had this idea, but I just didn’t dare to trust my own judgment.”

Beta nodded: "That's enough gossip. Why did you bring me here?"

Billy said calmly: "You want to kill the Pope, and I want to kill him too. So we cooperate... I'm sorry, it's me and my forces who are driven by you."

Beta stared at Billy for a while, then shook his head: "I don't believe you. I'm afraid you will stab me in the back at the critical moment."

Billy smiled bitterly and said, "I would never dare to do this."

Of course Beta didn't believe it. Since the other party dares to kill the Pope of Life, he should also dare to kill himself, the Pope of Wealth.

"Now that you already know my identity, you still have five minutes to consider convincing me to let you go." Beta looked at the other person and said: "After all, the less people know about what I am hiding here, The better.”

"Your Majesty, you can plant a magic curse in my soul." Billy spread his hands and said, "Even a master-slave contract will do."

Beta was a little surprised: "Why do you have to go to this point and kill the Pope?"

"If I said I was the illegitimate son of the Pope of Life, would you believe it?"

Beta was stunned for a moment, then looked suspicious.

"My mother was very beautiful as a girl, and then she was raped by the Pope, who was over fifty years old at the time, and gave birth to me. When I was five years old, the Pope found my mother again. My mother was very happy, thinking that the Pope was willing to accept me. She and I. In the end, he raised the butcher's knife."

Billy's expression at this time was quite indifferent, even a little calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

But Beta could see that there was raging anger hidden in his seemingly calm eyes.

"But luckily, I survived because my heart was a little crooked. The dagger only hurt my flesh." Billy gave a sarcastic smile: "A man who kills his own women and offspring deserves to be a father. ? I just want to avenge my mother."

Of course not! Beta looked at Billy and asked aloud: "But I still don't completely believe you, so, as you said, I want to leave a mark on your soul. Are you willing to accept this humiliation?"

"This is the best." Seeing Beta agree, Billy showed a ferocious smile.