Noble Emblem

The army of the God of Wealth defeated Nata City in a playful way.

No one died during this time, and no one was injured...except the Pope.

Beta came out of the mansion's magic space, which shocked the waiters in this building, but they quickly swallowed their surprised expressions and served Beta and others respectfully.

Less than two hours later, a hurried-looking Philip walked in from outside.

"Nice to see you again, Your Majesty Beta." Philip smiled slightly.

Beta also smiled and said, "You probably don't really want to see me."

"There will be no such thing." Even if someone revealed his thoughts, Philip did not have any strange expression: "I admire and respect His Majesty Ta Mian very much."

Philip was indeed telling the truth. He didn't want to see Beta, but this did not prevent him from respecting Beta.

A person who can build a sect with nothing, a pope who has reached the legendary level, a person who is... young enough to be his grandson, but his career has far surpassed that of this old guy.

If you don't respect and admire such people, how can you admire Gus in prison?

"You came to me to talk about 'taxation,'" Beta asked.

Philip nodded: "That's true. It would be better for us to settle down many things early, which will make us feel more at ease."

"This matter is actually not difficult." Beta said: "You can just pay us a symbolic compensation for the war expenses. As for taxes, just calculate them according to what we discussed before. In addition... we allow you to treat the Storm God Sect and the Water God Sect the same way. , build a church next to our Wealth God Religion, but there is a restriction. The physical area and height of your Storm Temple cannot exceed two-thirds of the Wealth God Religion.”

This was not a too harsh requirement. Philip thought for a while and asked, "Is the Water God Sect the same as us?"

"It's different. Their temple can be as high as they want."

"Why can they do it but not us?"

"They are sister sects, you are not."

Philip was lost in thought.

In any case, the God of Wealth did not enter Nata Village, but withdrew directly. And Philip, who single-handedly persuaded the God of Wealth to use its force, has reached the peak of his reputation in Nata City.

And Pope Gus, who was afraid of fighting, was jealous of Philip's bravery and his charisma, and actually wanted to get rid of Philip's family while he was out of the city.

But he didn't expect that General Umezu, the bodyguard responsible for guarding him, stood firmly on the side of justice. Not only did he take the initiative to inform him, but he also worked with the guards of the Philip family to put Pope Gus, who had lost his qualifications as a human being, under house arrest. stand up.

And now, the clamor for recommending Philip Sr. to become pope is getting louder.

Except for a few people, the citizens did not know that Umezu was actually Philip Sr.'s illegitimate son.

After "the teacher returned to the court", Beta once again lived a leisurely daily life like a social animal.

The daily task is to deal with government affairs, and then deal with the girls at night.

The news that the Fortune Cult besieged Nata City slowly spread, but not many people felt that there was anything wrong with the Fortune Cult.

If your Pope is missing, wouldn't it be normal to send a large army to suppress the situation?

Moreover, the God of Wealth has surrounded the city for several days without any massacre. It is said that no one died. Doesn't this mean that the God of Wealth is a good and restrained sect?

When Beta asked the bard to secretly help guide public opinion, the Cult of Wealth gained a wave of reputation in Hollevin. Almost all citizens thought that the Cult of Wealth was the best sect.

Except for a few forces with outstanding intelligence.

They dug out a lot of information and used their own wisdom to piece together the whole story.

Then there was a period of numbness in the scalp.

Beta, this person, quietly brought a sect under his control. This method is simply unbelievable. What's even more exaggerated is that not only did they not make people hate them, but they actually made more people like their behavior.

In particular, the current king of the Holevin Kingdom is also very wary of this method.

He looked at the information without moving, and it was not until his lover Naretta came to him with a glass of juice that he came back to his senses.

"King, are you tired? This is the fruit wine I made myself. I learned it from my elven friends. I don't know if it suits your taste."

The king took it, took a sip, and nodded: "It does have a unique flavor."

Naretta smiled happily.

"Naletta, you have been in the Cult of Wealth for several months. What do you think of Beta?"

Naretta was a little nervous. She was afraid that the king would think that she had some shady relationship with Beta, so she immediately replied: "His Majesty Beta and I have not had much contact. We have not met more than ten times. I am not sure."

"Don't you have any evaluation of him?" The king looked a little unhappy.

Naretta was very good at observing faces. When she saw this, she immediately said softly: "Although I haven't met His Majesty Beta many times, I can still know some of his character from his woman's mouth."

"tell me the story."

"He is very gentle and respectful to women. All of his capable assistants are women." Naretta was a little envious.

"Why? He trusts women so much." The king felt a little incredible: "Most women are very emotional and can easily betray the interests of the country because of their feelings."

These words made Naretta feel a little sad: "But women can also be devoted to someone because of their feelings."

The king stared at Naretta seriously.

And Naretta looked at him affectionately.

After a while, the king calmly looked away and asked: "How is your small business going recently?"

Naretta was a little disappointed, but she soon became happy again: "I made some small money, about five hundred gold coins."

What! The king's eyebrows twitched and he looked at Naretta in great surprise: "Five hundred gold coins, you calculated correctly, right? Or did your father support you?"

"I studied very seriously in Watkin City." Naretta defended, but also said with a slightly aggrieved tone: "And when I was in Watkins City, the gold coins that came in and out of my hand every day were about two to three thousand guineas. I've been in business for almost two months, and it's nothing to earn only five hundred gold coins."

The king took a deep breath: "Waking City really has so much money?"

Naretta nodded and said, "As a tax collector, Aunt Angel seems to have almost tens of thousands of gold coins in her hands every day."

The king almost doubted his life after hearing this.

His royal family's annual tax revenue is only a little more than this. How many people can get in and out of Watkin City in one day?

"Then I will invest a thousand gold coins in you and see how much money you can make in half a year. I will also test what you have learned in Waking City!"

Naretta was so happy that she almost screamed: "Really?"