Noble Emblem

1. Even a monkey that jumped out of a stone has Heavenly Father and Earthly Mother as relatives, let alone ordinary mortals.

The Caliph had many relatives, and since they knew he had become rich, one wave after another came to borrow money.

One gold coin sounds like a lot, but when you break it down, it doesn't amount to much. Over the past few days, he has lent out fifty silver coins, and with what he has used in the past few days, he now only has less than thirty silver coins left.

"Caliph, you and I have been friends since childhood." An old man about the same age as the Caliph stood outside the house. Behind him was a group of ordinary people in ragged clothes: "I know you have made money. If you are someone No, I won’t say anything, but why did Obama, the black coal mining guy, get five silver coins, and when I asked you to borrow them, you said you had no money? There is no such reason, it’s unfair.”

The Caliph stood at the door of the house, his head already covered with snowflakes. He seemed to be shaking with anger, and his lips trembled for a long time, but he could only say one sentence: "Lincoln, I really don't have much money left. My family and I have to live." ”

"I don't care. Since you lent Obama money, I want it too." Lincoln's face was full of anger: "If you don't lend me money, I won't leave."

When the Caliph heard this, he was so angry that his body was shaking.

When the Caliph's son saw this, he picked up a stick and wanted to rush out, but suddenly his relatives dragged him back. Because outside the door Lincoln brought more people and stronger people.

There were already many people watching around, pointing and almost all looking gloating.

Don't you worry about scarcity, but about inequality?

Beta waited in the distance for a while. Seeing that the Caliph really had no way to solve this problem by himself, he slowly stepped forward.

As he got closer, more and more onlookers noticed him, and then they all shut up, and some even backed away timidly.

The surrounding voices gradually became quieter. When Beta waited behind the man named Lincoln, Caliph finally noticed him, and his old eyes lit up.

Lincoln was still shouting loudly at this time: "I tell you, I know that you earned your money from the noble lord, and I also know that you have a good partner, but I have loaned this money, and you don't want to borrow it." You have to borrow it, even if the master comes."

Snowflakes slowly floated down from the sky, and Beta smiled slightly behind the other party: "Really? I can't do it even if I'm here?"

"No one can come." Lincoln seemed to be filled with enthusiasm. After hearing this, he subconsciously responded. When he turned around, he saw Beta and looked at Beta's dress. His face instantly turned pale, and then he made a plop. He knelt down on the ground: "I...I...I."

Lincoln couldn't even say the word "I" three times, but he couldn't say any nonsense. And all the relatives behind him immediately knelt down and buried their heads in the snow. At the same time, they secretly cursed their grandfather, what is this old man talking about? You all dare to say, no, this is a big disaster.

Beta ignored them, but smiled at Califa and said, "Won't you invite me in to sit down?"

The Caliph had been watching Lincoln's performance silently, and felt extremely desolate in his heart when he saw his completely different attitudes towards himself and towards Beta. It wasn't until Beta spoke that he reacted and immediately bent down slightly: "Your Excellency, please come in."

When Beta entered the Caliph's house, Lincoln took his relatives and ran away like frightened rabbits, and also took the onlookers away.

The Caliph's cabin used to be leaky. After getting the money, it was repaired. Now the cabin is much warmer. But because the doors and windows are closed tightly, and people generally don't like to take baths in places where there is ice and snow, there will be a strange smell in the house after a long time.

Having lived in Bao's room for a long time, I don't know its smell. The Caliph and his family didn't feel anything wrong, but Beta felt a little uncomfortable.

He took out a magic scroll from the space, tore it open, and then a burst of green light surrounded the room. Not long after, the air in the whole room became fresh.

Odor dispersion... It has a great restraint effect on poisonous fog and stinky things, and can prevent plague and corpse poison from being transmitted in the air. It is a very practical magic.

Used to dispel odors, it's overkill.

The Caliph did not understand magic and did not know why.

The Caliph's family used the best and cleanest furniture in the house and poured some low-quality ale and served it. When the Caliph saw this, his face turned red. He knew that these things were not suitable for entertaining Beta, but there was no other way. Now, this was the only thing in his house.

Beta sat down and said with a smile: "Caliph, someone actually forced you to borrow money. It is a failure for a scholar to reach this level."

If other people said this, the Caliph would definitely walk away. He is a scholar and has his own pride. He doesn't like to hear the words of failure. If it weren't for the suppression of the two city lords, he would be like this.

But Beta has a strong affinity. After all, the charm value is high. As long as the words are not malicious, most people will not be angry. The same is true for the Caliph. He said helplessly: "It is difficult to borrow trouble, but it is also difficult not to borrow it."

"Actually, there are only two reasons for this result. One is that you get less money. After borrowing it, you don't have enough money to spend, so you don't dare to borrow. In fact, as long as you have more money, there is no such problem. The other reason is that Your status is not high enough, and no one takes your status as a scholar seriously. In fact, as long as you solve any problem, you will not find out what happened just now."

The old Caliph's face was full of sighs: "I don't want this either, but now I can't even leave this city."

"Actually, it's not that difficult." Beta smiled and said, "I remember you understand the language of Hollevin."

The Caliph nodded.

Beta took out a book of teachings from the Cult of Wealth: "But I don't understand the language of Stanlo. Now that I can talk to you, it is purely a magical effect. I want to preach here, so after all, the teachings of Stanlo Can not be less."

Beta placed a gold coin on the teachings: "This is the fee for you to help me translate the teachings."

Then he put two more gold coins on top of it: "After the translation is completed, you can help me find a paper dealer in the city and ask them to make ten copies for me. The rest will be your hard work fee."

The Caliph looked at the three gold coins in the doctrine. The reward was really frighteningly high. As long as he accepted this task, the matter with Lincoln just now would no longer be a problem. He thought for a moment, raised his head and asked, "Your Excellency Beta, why do you want to help me like this?"

"Although my goddess is the goddess of wealth and controls the flow of money all over the world, she always believes that knowledge is much more important than money." Beta said in a very gentle tone: "So I can't stand it, I can't stand a real person. Scholars are in such a state of decline.”

Harry's nose felt a little sore.