Noble Emblem

From Joan of Arc's spiritual link, Beta knew that Jessica and others had nothing to do, so she stopped paying attention.

Not long after, the Cold Wind Mercenary Group and others woke up one after another. The one who reacted the most was Shalin. He almost jumped up, looked around with his sword, and after finding no enemy, he squatted down in despair. The same was true for several other people. When they woke up, their first reaction was to jump up and look for the enemy.

This was a normal reaction for a mercenary. Beta didn't think it was anything, but Salin felt very embarrassed. When all the members of his team woke up, he finally got rid of the embarrassment in his heart, stood up and said: "Your Excellency Beta, we hardly helped you in this matter, but we took so much from you. Gem, I’m really sorry.”

Everyone in the cold wind mercenary team grabbed a handful of gems. The gems buried with the elf demigod here are all of high quality, and any one can be sold for a big price.

Beta got more, a thousand times more than they did, but Sarin and the others still felt that they had taken advantage of it.

Beta has always had a good impression of people who know how to advance and retreat.

"You're welcome. In fact, you have helped a lot." Beta smiled: "After all, there are many mechanisms. I can't crack them by myself. Four or five people must work together."

It was okay if I didn't say this, but when I mentioned it, Shalin and others felt even more guilty. Their role is to work as coolies. Let alone mercenaries, even ordinary people can do this very well.

"I have to go back first." Beta smiled slightly: "Although I have sealed the entrance of the cave, with your strength, it is still no problem to dig a passage out. By the way, this is what was agreed, and the rest gold."

Beta handed fifteen gold coins into the opponent's hands, then waved to them, then activated the teleportation magic and disappeared directly into the air.

After the nearby magic fluctuations completely disappeared, Shalin smiled bitterly. He held the gold coin in his left hand and touched the gem in his pocket with his right hand, feeling hot in his heart.

With this money and these gems, it is not impossible to rebuild the Cold Wind Mercenary Group.

Beta's teleportation back to the city has no effect... Generally speaking, mages cannot teleport into the city casually. There will be mages in each city. Once they find that there is a fluctuation point inside the city, they will directly activate the magic barrier to block the magic. Teleport.

When we returned to the small forest, it was still late at night. Due to the night ban, the city gate was closed and would not be opened casually unless there were special circumstances.

Beta used secondary invisibility and lightness techniques to easily climb the city wall and enter the city quietly.

When he returned to the hotel, Rooney was moving the body and throwing it in the backyard of the hotel. When he saw Beta walking in, he breathed a sigh of relief, because he really didn't know how to deal with the burden in front of him.

Jessica was also there. When she saw Beta, she smiled happily, walked up to Beta, and rubbed against his waist like a puppy.

Rooney felt a little incredible when he saw this scene.

The scene more than an hour ago was still vivid in my mind. In the dark shadows, Jessica's light green eyes reflected bright crystal light. There were corpses scattered around her, but there was no expression on her face, and she was not happy. , no fear, no mercy.

It was as if what she had killed were just a few insignificant bugs.

This is not how a beautiful girl should behave.

His reason told him that such a girl was dangerous, but somehow, in his heart, he felt that Jessica at that time had an inexplicable attraction, giving people a trembling beauty.

Beta touched Jessica's soft hair, looked at Rooney, and said slowly: "Your performance is not very good."

Rooney suddenly looked ashamed.

Of the eight enemies, Jessica killed seven of them alone, and another one died at the hands of Joan of Arc. He was too busy and anxious to do anything, and did nothing to help.

"As a warrior, you are not decisive enough. The reason why a warrior is a warrior is that he is brave enough and has enough mobility. When you encounter an enemy in front of you, your first reaction should be to fight them directly instead of looking forward and backward."

Because of Joan's spiritual connection, Beta is very clear about what is happening here.

He continued: "And as a one-handed sword warrior, you don't have a shield, which is wrong."

Rooney moved his lips and explained unconvincingly: "Using a shield is a symbol of cowardice."

"Who told you this nonsense?" Beta was a little surprised: "Don't tell me it was Ash."

Rooney was immediately speechless... In fact, he was not used to using shields. He had a natural rejection of shields.

"If you are not a two-handed weapon warrior or a dual-wielding weapon warrior, then a shield is necessary, even if you do not have any shield-type talents." Beta taught: "Even if you use a small leather round shield, It's better than nothing. Sometimes, that little shield can save your life."

Rooney opened his mouth: "I... don't like it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it. You will get used to it after you use it for a long time." Beta's tone of voice was commanding: "Go and choose a shield yourself tomorrow."

Rooney replied dejectedly: "Yes."

At this time, a wretched middle-aged man appeared in the hotel. He walked up and nodded to Beta: "Mr. Master, as long as you give me a gold coin, I will help you clean up these corpses, and the city guard I won’t come to trouble you, what do you think?”

Beta said, somewhat surprised: "Can you guarantee that no city guards will come to trouble me? You must know that I am a mage!"

"There will never be any trouble from the city guards, I swear."

A gold coin popped out and fell into the hands of the wretched man. Even in the dark, the golden light could still attract the attention of money worshipers. The wretched man held the gold coin and slowly stepped aside. After a while, there was a golden coin in the hotel. Several waiters came out, and they began to carry the body and cover the blood stains with loess. Two more people carried buckets and dirty cloths to explore the floor of the hotel. Jessica was a little ruthless, and now there was black coagulated blood everywhere on the third floor.

"Go and have a rest first. We'll wait until dawn to discuss other matters." Since someone was helping to dispose of the body, Beta no longer stayed here any longer and went directly back to the room.

On the third floor, Carissa, who had been lying at the window looking down, also closed the window. Beta came back, and her nervous and frightened heart gradually became quiet and soothing.

It will be daybreak soon... Under the gate of Kete City, the demigod Coco Yala was a little puzzled.

It’s just that he woke up and saw humans coming to rob his tomb. Why did his palace completely change?

The luxurious and beautiful elven city walls were gone, leaving only a barbaric human city that she had never seen before.

Where are the elves? What about your own people?

Coco Yala stood on a boulder on a hillside, looking at the city in the distance. All the people coming and going there were humans, not a single elf.

"Is this an autonomous territory for humans?" Cocoyala couldn't believe it: "Has Nedar finally realized his political ideal?"

Nedar is a friend of Coco Yala. He believes that elves should live with humans as equals and should not treat humans as slaves.

Coco Yara agrees with his point of view, but on this basis, she has a slightly different opinion. Humans can enjoy the same rights as elves, but in some special positions or official positions, the policy of giving priority to elves should be implemented.

"Since it is a human city, let's go in and have a look."

Coco Yara sealed most of his divinity and then appeared at the city gate.

Ordinary people cannot see her face clearly because her divinity is already very strong. After suppressing her divinity, she is not much different from ordinary professionals.

When she came to the city gate, there were many people coming in and out, speaking a language she didn't understand.

"Even the language is 'autonomous'?" Cocoyala frowned: "What the hell is Nedar doing? Even if humans run a city by themselves, their lingua franca must be our Elvish language. This is the bottom line. , I told Nedar earlier, but he didn’t remember it? "

Coco Yala slightly frowned her perfect willow eyebrows, and moved forward slowly. She cast a 'Language Understanding' spell on herself, and then entered the city, and then heard whispers nearby, most of which were related to her.

"That woman is so beautiful..."

"The body is as slender as an elf, and the hair and eye color are also like an elf."

"Can you catch her and sell her to the nobles for a huge sum of money? This woman is so beautiful."

"You watch for me, I'll find someone to help..."

Hearing this, no matter how stupid Kokoyala is, he still hears something.

This city rejects elves...or rather looks down upon elves.

How is this going.

Are autonomous humans so arrogant?

She did not continue shopping, but teleported directly out of the city.

Leaning against a big tree, Cocoyala was thinking about what she had seen not long ago. Just thinking about it casually, she came up with a bold idea.

Are humans the masters of this world?

Coco Yala plans to walk around again to see if other cities are also ruled by humans. If so... then the problem is a bit troublesome.

After making the decision, she put her left hand to her right shoulder, trying to feel the smoothness of the silk as usual, but suddenly she realized that the silk was missing.

Cocoyala's expression suddenly became a little unhappy. That piece of silk was actually her bath towel, a very secret and important piece of clothing. Maybe it was because she slept for too long, but she actually forgot about it when she woke up.

There were only human males in the tomb where she slept, in case he did something unspeakable with her silk.

Thinking of this, Cocoyala teleported directly back to the tomb, and then she found the empty tomb. She was a little stunned. Not to mention such beautiful silk, even her black coffin had disappeared.

The tomb is frighteningly clean.