Noble Emblem

Men are most afraid of falling into the land of gentleness. Even a hundred steel refinements will make you tender.

Now Beta is in such trouble. Emma wants good looks, money, status, and a large territory as a dowry. Apart from her smooth chest, she can't find any other shortcomings. Such a real princess does not suffer from the so-called princess disease. Instead, she always thinks about the person she likes. She is not angry when she is rejected. At most, she just goes to the side and is depressed. On earth, I don’t know how many people would want to do this. She came out shouting "National Wife".

Beta was in such a mood now. Although he really felt that he should not accept Emma's feelings, after rejecting her, looking at the other person's little expression and still considerate behavior, he also felt a little blocked in his heart.

With this inexplicable melancholy, Beta used the teleportation array in the basement to leave Esnes City in the evening.

Emma and her daughter stood nearby to see Beta off. After the light of the magic circle completely disappeared, the former Queen Angel turned around and stroked her daughter's head, comforting: "Don't be sad, although Beta rejected you, the distance between you and him is actually very close. Step one, mother, I tell you as someone who has been through this, it will be quite fun if you continue to get along with him in this way."

Emma's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Mom can still lie to you!" Angel plucked her long brown hair and said charmingly: "Beta is indeed a very good person, even I think he is very good."

Emma's eyes widened: "No, mother, you can't snatch it from me."

Angel smiled of course: "I certainly won't compete with you, but how about you lend him to me occasionally?"

Emma narrowed her eyes: "In what ways is it used?"

Angel held her face with one hand and said sheepishly: "In various ways."

Emma stamped her feet vigorously: "Mom, can you be more serious?"

Beta didn't know about the interaction between Emma and her daughter after he left, so he teleported himself directly to the royal city.

At this time, the royal city was as lively and bustling as ever, and there were long queues at the entrances to the city gates in three directions. Beta was wearing a magic robe, so there was no need to queue at all. The pedestrians took the initiative to give up their seats to him, and the city guard in charge of the security check just looked at him and let him go.

But as soon as he entered the city, he felt that he was under surveillance.

This is normal. Any strong professional, especially a spell caster, will have a dedicated person to keep an eye on him when he enters the royal city. This is one of the unspoken rules of all countries. After all, the caster is a mobile humanoid weapon, and it is also a large-scale destruction weapon. If such a humanoid weapon is allowed to roam around the royal city without a certain degree of restriction and tracking, then the heads of all members of the royal family will be like a show. It makes no difference.

Beta felt better that someone was following him. This time he came to the royal city to see the eldest prince. If someone found him, he would naturally report it. He believed that the eldest prince would send someone to find him soon.

He randomly found a hotel that he liked and stayed at. Before dusk came, a ceremonial officer in blue and white robes came to the door with three followers.

"This is Lord Beta." The etiquette officer was very young, probably under thirty years old. Although there was a bit of arrogance in his eyes, he was very polite. He bent down slightly and said, "Future His Majesty the King wants to see you, please come with me."

Beta nodded and followed the etiquette officer directly out of the hotel without talking nonsense.

Sitting in the magnificent carriage, Beta closed his eyes to rest, but he always felt that the etiquette officer seemed to be looking at him. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the other person and asked, "You seem to be very curious about me."

The etiquette officer smiled and said: "Your Excellency Beta, I heard that you and little Princess Emma are very close?"

"Friend, it's normal to get closer." Beta asked, "Did this offend you? I saw some hostility in your eyes."

"So obvious?" the etiquette officer touched his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "I thought I hid it very well, but I didn't expect that it was still exposed. Yes, I am one of the admirers of little Princess Emma. In fact, Now there is an interesting anecdote circulating in the royal city. They say that little Princess Emma is going to be betrothed to you by the king."

Beta waved his hand: "This is the first time I've heard of this."

"The content of this anecdote is very likely." The etiquette officer said helplessly: "So now the young people in the royal city are going crazy, and everyone wants to go to the wetland to find you for a sacred duel."

"Including you?"

The etiquette officer shook his head: "Although I hate you very much, I am self-aware... The red priest cannot be defeated by a playboy like me who has never seen blood."

This etiquette officer is indeed self-aware, and he is also a professional. In Beta's system vision, it is revealed that he is the "battlefield flag bearer" of LV4.

Regardless of rank or occupation, this etiquette officer has no advantage.

"It can be seen that you have been working hard to train yourself." Beta asked the other party a little strangely: "But do you really know what kind of professional you are?"

"Your Majesty, just call me Kirstin." The etiquette officer's body swayed slightly as the carriage moved forward: "My profession is a warrior, but I always feel a little strange, because I can't learn to follow the trend, and obviously I’m not strong enough either.”

"Your profession is indeed a warrior, but there are many branches in the warrior profession." Beta smiled and said: "Your profession is the rare 'battlefield flag bearer'. If you have time, I can talk to you about this profession in detail. His abilities, functions, and growth methods and directions... Of course, this can only be done after I have met the future King."

Beta opened the curtains, and the palace was already in front of her.

Kirstin's eyes showed a little joy, and the original hostility towards Beta had disappeared.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.

Kirstin showed his face from the fixed window of the carriage. As an official of the inner court, he had the right to enter and exit the palace freely.

The carriage slowly passed through the heavily guarded city gate, but even while sitting in the carriage, Beta still felt that the more than thirty professionals in their carriage were locked with their eyes or minds.

Among these people are long archers and magicians.

It wasn't until the carriage stopped in front of the palace that these extremely uncomfortable feelings completely disappeared.

The side hall is where the royal family members rest. Kirstin got off the carriage, invited Beta down, and said: "Your Excellency, the king is already waiting for you inside. In addition, I will wait for you outside the palace. What I want to say to you The battlefield flag bearer is very interested."

Two beautiful maids took over the job of welcoming Kirstin. After walking through a long, luxurious corridor, Beta saw at the entrance of the front hall sitting on the high throne opposite. The great prince.