Noble Emblem

Except for Beta, no one present thought of taking the opportunity to reclaim the territories of Petland. This is not because Beta is smarter than them, but entirely because of a common sense concept issue.

The Kingdom of Petland was originally the territory of Hollevan, but it was forcibly divided by the French Kingdom for more than two hundred years. It has been more than ten generations since Huolaiwen lost this territory for such a long time. Human beings are a race that forgets things easily, but this world doesn't like to remember history. Although the nobles present all had the concept that Petland was once the territory of Hollevin, no one felt in their heart that they could take back this territory.

After all, their memories of it are dim.

But Beta was different. He had been sleeping in the form of a soul for three hundred years. For him, the fact that Petland was the territory of Hollevin was only a matter of two or three years ago.

Moreover, for the players, the country of Hollevin has special significance, and the players in the Greater China area are particularly sensitive to the integrity of the territory.

This is why Beta can think of it faster than them and take the opportunity to recycle Petland.

There was a brief silence in the conference hall, and after a few seconds, everyone's discussion immediately started. The king listened above for a while, then picked up his king's scepter and knocked it on the ground. After everyone calmed down, he said: "Your Excellency Beta's suggestion is very interesting and feasible. Now we Make a decision on this matter..."

Next, there was nothing going on with Beta. He watched the king and the ministers discuss how to guide the light priests through the Kingdom of Petland and how to place their men among them to capture that territory in one fell swoop.

They discussed for nearly two hours, but did not come up with any results. Beta could see that because of the relationship between interests, many lords accused each other of wanting to take advantage, but were not willing to pay.

Finally, the king, who had been arguing beside them, got angry and hit the ground several times with his scepter. The crisp knocking sound echoed throughout the chamber.

"I don't care what you are thinking, you can talk however you want. Before tomorrow, I have to see you come up with a charter. Let's adjourn the meeting."

The king snorted heavily and turned to leave. Then the ministers also dispersed, but when leaving, everyone divided into several small circles and left surrounded.

Beta was the only one alone, but after leaving the palace, Hussere came to find him again.

"I heard that you are willing to support the king's actions. I can understand it, but your Excellency, are you too unsociable?" Hussere said lightly as he walked away: "You need weak allies and cunning wolves. Not a league of tigers and lions."

"A force that is too powerful will always have problems from within."

Hussere left these words and left.

Beta had to admit that what the other party said did make some sense, and it was considered a mature statement. But Beta was not allied with the king as they imagined. It was just that he had temporarily reached an agreement with the king on the matter of weakening the demon clan.

After leaving the palace, he teleported directly back to Waking City. Because of the matter in the meeting hall, he really lost confidence in the nobles of the royal city. The efficiency was too low. At this critical moment, they were actually attacking each other for their own interests. Bullshit.

But this is quite normal. As nobles, they naturally put the interests of the family first.

Beta teleported back to Waking City. After resting for a while, he quietly held a gold coin sacrifice for Queen Angel.

What is unexpected is that Angel's occupation is actually a very rare 'dancing girl'.

This is a profession that is somewhat similar to the 'Bard', but unlike the Bard who is good at various buff effects, the Dancer is good at charming people. As soon as Angel took up the job, he automatically learned a certain dance and skipped it on the spot. Check out the beta.

The water snake twisted its waist so much that Beta felt her mouth was dry, so she quickly left, leaving Angel behind with her branches quivering with laughter.

Back in his study, Beta found Shirley and told her about the split of the Temple of Light, asking her to take precautions in this regard. Then he used teleportation magic to teleport directly to France.

Since the Temple of Light was in conflict with the Saint and the Pope, Beta wanted to go over and see if it was possible to stir up the troubled waters and take advantage.

After the quiet light of magic dissipated, Beta found himself in a forest. Looking at the surrounding scenery and listening to the howling of nearby wolves, Beta felt a little lost.

In the game, three hundred years ago, this was the headquarters of the Silver Wings Mercenary Group, and there should be a small village nearby.

But now, there is only a deserted forest nearby with no human habitation.

Three hundred years are enough to change a lot of things.

Beta only had this magical coordinate in France. After being helpless, he had no choice but to release Joan. At the same time, he figured out the direction and walked east. He remembered that there should be a big city over there.

The small villages are gone, that’s normal. Small villages have few people, and attacks by monsters or disasters such as plagues and diseases can easily destroy them. Big cities will not disappear so easily.

Because he had developed the fog-riding technique, Beta's walking speed was not slow. He walked more than ten kilometers in a small amount of time. It sounds like I didn't go very far, but when moving in the mountains and forests without roads, this speed is already pretty good.

Not long after, Joan of Arc discovered a dirt road not far away in the air. Beta accelerated and soon stepped onto the dirt road.

He breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there is a road, there will be traces of humans after all. Just as he was thinking this, the sound of horse hooves was heard from the end of the road on the left, and a caravan slowly moved over.

Beta asked the people in the caravan for directions and learned that the city of Hetok was not too far away, so he got on the caravan's truck and asked them to give him a lift.

Looking at Beta's temperament, those obvious magic robes, and his obviously unhostile attitude, the people in the caravan naturally would not refuse casually.

Sitting on the truck, Beta started chatting with the leader of the caravan. The latter was very talkative and seemed to be able to talk about everything from the southeast to the northwest. After Beta got familiar with him, he brought the topic to the nearest place in the Temple of Light. The situation goes up.

The caravan leader was silent for a while, and then said: "We ordinary people don't understand why the Saint of Light and the Pope suddenly became enemies. Now the entire France is in chaos, even when we go out, Terrified."

Beta looked back: "You don't look frightened."

The caravan leader laughed.

Behind them, a rather elite-looking mercenary group was guarding the caravan.

Seeing Beta turn around, one of the mercenaries rushed up on horseback, stared at Beta for a while, and said, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."