Noble Emblem

As the former head of royal intelligence, Lizzie has now taken a back seat, but he has long seen that something is wrong with many of the nobles and ministers.

He once reported this matter to the king, but the king just replied lightly, "I understand," and nothing more happened. After more than three months, he took a back seat.

Until now, he thought this was one of the methods of the royal family. After all, many of the nobles who seemed to be wrong at first were secretly poaching the royal family. But in recent years, more and more nobles have been wrong, and a large part of them are even members of the royal family. From this side.

"How much do you know?" Lizzie looked at the other party quietly with eyes like daggers.

Beta said slowly: "Not much, but I know who is behind the scenes."

"who?"

"Monica."

Lizzie slammed the table. The small objects on the table bounced high and then fell on the table. Some even rolled to the ground: "This is impossible! Ms. Monica..."

But then he was speechless.

Beta smiled: "It seems you have already guessed who the controller is."

Lizzie did not answer this, but raised her eyes and asked: "What is the purpose of telling me these things?"

"I want to kill all those puppets. I even want to kill Monica."

"Ms. Monica, you are a member of the royal family. I will not allow you to have such rebellious thoughts." The protective dagger reappeared in Lizzie's hand: "Or do you want to die now?"

The opponent was a spell caster, and the distance between the two was less than three meters. Lizzie was completely confident that he would kill the opponent before he could cast the spell.

Facing the murderous royal lackey, Beta didn't feel nervous at all. He continued: "But what if I want to say that even our King has become a puppet?"

Lizzie's pupils dilated, as if she had lost her mind at this moment. After a while, he regained consciousness, and the protective dagger in his hand was trembling slightly.

Beta was not in a hurry and sat quietly waiting.

Different positions, different worldviews, and different acceptance levels of the same thing.

Beta is a professional. He has been a lord in the game, killed demigods, and beheaded evil gods. He is also a materialist. In his opinion, even gods may fall, and it is not a big deal for a mere king to be made into a puppet.

But in the eyes of Lizzie, a lackey who puts the interests of the royal family first, the king was actually made into a puppet, and it was as if the sky had fallen.

The expression on his face kept twisting, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart. He was even staring at Beta fiercely, as if he wanted to use him as a scapegoat to vent his anger. But in the end, he relied on the self-control he had developed over decades as an intelligence chief to successfully suppress the resentment and anger in his heart.

"Evidence!" Lizzie asked calmly: "I need evidence."

Lizzie's calm expression concealed a volcano about to erupt. Beta knew very well that if he couldn't come up with a reasonable argument, the other party would definitely get angry and hurt others. Even if he risked his life, he would find a way to seriously hurt himself.

"I did some research and found out that the king has not left the palace in recent years."

Lizzie's eyelids twitched: "Isn't this bad? My king's safety is extremely important. No one can hurt him until he leaves the palace."

"But as far as I know, the previous king loved hunting and would go hunting with his guards at least three times a month."

"People's hobbies change."

"The king has not found a new lover for eight years." Beta continued: "The king used to be very greedy for beauty, but now he is still in his prime. Don't you think it's strange?"

"People's hobbies can change." Lizzie's eyelids twitched again.

"The king is in good health, but the queen has no new descendants. Princess Mu Lin is the youngest member of the royal family, but she is almost seventeen years old. Do you think this is reasonable?"

"You need luck to have children." Lizzie closed her eyes, but her eyelids were moving slightly, and it was obvious that the eyeballs under her eyelids were constantly moving.

"Do you remember how long it has been since the Queen left her chamber?"

Lizzie said no more.

Beta continued: "It has been a long time since the king actually issued a government order himself. Most of the government orders are conveyed by Monica. The number of ministers who come to the council hall for discussion every day is also very small."

"I am almost always present when they discuss politics." Lizzie opened her eyes, her eyeballs full of bloodshot eyes: "The king and ministers behaved very normally, unlike those nobles who behaved strangely. On them, The breath of humanity is still very deep.”

Beta smiled and continued: "Your Excellency, you should also know that when a blacksmith makes weapons, there will be good products, defective products, and even top-level equipment. Puppet is essentially an item, and it can also be regarded as a special kind. Weapons. Of course, there are also defective products and good products.”

Lizzie's hands shook again, and he had to admit that Beta's words were very, very reasonable.

"And... every time there is a court meeting, Monica will be there, but she will never interrupt, right." Beta looked at the other party with a bit of narrow-mindedness in his eyes: "I am a spell caster, and I am also a little bit familiar with puppetry. I have a glimmer of understanding. Living puppets like this can indeed move on their own, but the creator can control them with mental power. As long as the distance is not too far."

After a pause, Beta lowered his tone and seemed a little gloomy: "The highest level of puppetry is to confuse the fake with the real."

Lizzie's face became quiet, and then her eyebrows began to twist, and then the distortion spread to her face, making her look like a ghost. In the end, his eyes turned red, he clenched his fists, smashed the table in front of him into pieces, and even stepped on it hard with his feet.

While stepping on it, he roared like a mad wolf, like a madman.

After a while, he stopped and looked at Beta while breathing heavily: "You can leave. Come back to me in three days."

Beta nodded, said nothing, and jumped out of the window. Not long after, the thick fog outside the window dispersed.

Lizzie looked in the direction of the palace from the window, her fists were covered with sharp wood stubble, and blood was dripping from it.

Beta left Lizzie's manor and used secondary invisibility to walk in the night, feeling extremely happy.

What he said to Lizzie was partly his own guess and partly deception. Logically speaking, most people don't believe this, but the smarter they are, the more information they can hear, and then they walk into the trap themselves. This is because they are misled by their cleverness. They think about too many things. Some not very relevant information, coupled with my own imagination, became conclusive evidence.

Beta felt that the chance that the king was a puppet was only about 40% because the intelligence he collected was insufficient. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether he believes it or not, as long as Lizzie believes it.

Beta returned to Natalia's bedroom. It was late at night, and Natalia had already fallen asleep. Under the thin blanket, the beautiful prosecutor's slender body was outlined.

Natalia slept soundly. Although she also knew that Beta would come in and out of her bedroom from time to time, she was used to it and had no resistance.

One is a widow, and the other is a handsome guy who is not annoying. Now Natalia quite admires him. Even if he is taken advantage of, even if he is 'eaten' into the stomach, it doesn't matter. She thinks I am not at a disadvantage.

With this thought, she slept peacefully and soundly.

Beta glanced at Natalia's looming body. The dark room was extremely quiet at this time, with only the latter's gentle breathing. Then she felt a little loosened and hurriedly hid in the mansion's magic space.

After reaching LV13, the negative effects of dragon blood became more obvious, and the body's needs became stronger.

Fortunately, his willpower attribute has grown very high. If he had switched to a pure physical profession with dragon bloodline, without the high willpower to control his desires, he would have been all over the world looking for mating.

But even so, Beta began to find it difficult to suppress her desires.

If he continues to upgrade... Beta can't guarantee that he can use his willpower to avoid the need for desire.

Fortunately, there is Judy!

This is Beta's last resort.

After resting one night in the mansion's magic space, Beta came out and saw Natalia coming in with some breakfast from outside.

"It's for you." Natalia said angrily: "Now the servants in the house all think that I started overeating and eating a double breakfast, and they are carefully trying to persuade me to be moderate. It's all your fault. .”

Beta smiled slightly and said thank you without being polite, then sat down and started eating breakfast slowly.

Natalia sat opposite him, folded her hands, supported her smooth chin with her back, and asked with interest: "Where were you last night?"

"How did you know I was out?"

Natalia said with some satisfaction: "A woman's intuition."

Well... women's intuition is sometimes more powerful than causal magic.

"I went to see Lizzie last night!"

Natalia was startled, twisted her thin eyebrows and asked: "He is the person in charge of wanting you, right? If you go to find him, aren't you trying to steal someone's mouth?"

"It's hard to say who is the sheep and who is the tiger." Beta ate a piece of fried egg white and continued: "In fact, Lizzie is very likely to be on our side."

"How is this possible?" Natalia felt unbelievable, and then she shook her body and asked in panic: "Did you reveal us people to him?"

"How is that possible! I'm not that stupid." Beta said with a slight smile: "I just met with him in my own name and said something. Something that he is very interested in."

"That's good."

Natalia patted her chest with her hand fearfully.

Two balls of white and tender northern hemisphere jelly are swinging around, which is very eye-catching.

Beta looked over subconsciously, then reacted, frowned, and looked away.

Women are very sensitive to such gazes, and the corners of Natalia's mouth curved slightly in a beautiful arc.