Noble Emblem

As people mature with age, Levin did notice some strange atmosphere between Sophia and Beta Pope.

But Sophia did not deny it too much: "I am quite familiar, but not that familiar. The Beta Pope has golden eyes and blond hair. He has special bloodline at first glance, and he is also the favored one of the goddess of wealth. If you can be pregnant with his child, , he will probably be a genius after he is born. Besides, whether he is a genius or not, I will raise him myself, so why should I give it to you, uncle?"

If Sophia strongly denies it, Levin can be absolutely certain that there is a 'relationship' between Sophia and Beta. But her relaxed tone and sarcastic rhetorical questions made Levin a little unsure whether the two were just acquaintances or had an unknown relationship.

After all, no matter how accurate his intuition is, it is just intuition, just a guess made out of nothing.

"If you send it to us, you can continue to be your city lord's wife, and no one will know about you." Levin said slowly: "We can cover up everything for you, and your reputation will not be affected. "

Sophia laughed so hard: "Uncle, you really like to joke. If I can get along with Pope Beta, will I still look down on a city? Which one is more important, a descendant of the Pope or a descendant of the Aristotle family?" Has a future, is more important, and can make me more noble?”

Levin stopped talking. He knew clearly that what Sophia said made sense.

"Then, for the sake of blood, how about you leave us a descendant?" Levin played the family card: "In any case, our Aristotle's training and help to you is not insignificant. Not much. Your ability to become a master has a lot to do with the support you received from your family when you were young."

"I admit this, so I will give back to the family twice or even several times. For example, please ask His Majesty Beta to come over and help us repair the magic circle." Sophia smiled: "If you can really make me pregnant with His Majesty the Pope's Child, I will be very grateful to you, but once it succeeds, our child cannot be raised by Aristotle at all. Do you think Pope Beta will allow it? I will not do it. Of course, after success, I will give the family Big thanks, both for power and wealth.”

Levin sighed softly: "Let me think about it again."

Seeing the hesitation of the family head, Sophia stood up and said: "His Majesty Beta will stay here for a few days. If you really want to do that, you must tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared."

After saying this, Sophia left the study. Walking on the deserted aisle, there was a faint sneer at the corner of her mouth.

She deliberately showed great interest in Beta just to confuse the judgment of the head of the Levin family.

Now it seems that the plan is quite successful. The other party has indeed given up the original idea and no longer thinks that the two have a special ambiguous relationship.

Levin stayed in the study and sighed deeply. If I had known that Sophia could grow to this point, I would not have allowed her to marry outside more than ten or twenty years ago. For a little profit, Levin was feeling depressed and unwilling to release an excellent bloodline breeding core. It's just that Sophia has grown up now, and seems to be more familiar with Pope Beta. She is no longer someone whom Aristotle can mess with, otherwise Levin would be so easy to talk to.

Someone had already been sent to capture Sophia back to the tribe and use it exclusively for breeding.

Helen took Beta to stay in the best guest room in the manor. She stood at the door and seemed to want to say something, with expectation in her eyes. But looking at Beta's lukewarm face, she could only say something. Swallowing it in his stomach, he bowed slightly and left reluctantly.

This room is decorated according to the level of the owner of the house, and the level of comfort and luxury cannot be said. It was quite nice to live there. Beta sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest for a while, and then looked at the collection of books here.

Because magic books, or books on warriors and thieves, are very important because they cannot be placed in the guest room for anyone to look at.

Here are just some ordinary chivalric novels, or records of characters and customs.

But even so, Beta watched with gusto. It seemed that it had been a long time since he had calmed down and read a book.

About evening later, Levin held an intra-family dinner, with only a few important people present. The main reason why they did not hold a large banquet for the public was that they did not want to spread the news about the failure of the summoning circle to avoid causing further trouble.

During the banquet, Beta was grateful and enthusiastically praised by everyone in the Aristotle family.

An ordinary young person might be complacent, but Beta had a formulaic smile throughout the whole process. When he encountered a problem, he would push it away, and if he couldn't push it, he would think about it. This tactful attitude left Levin and others helpless. .

A big shot is in front of him, but the relationship is just an acquaintance. This is not a very comfortable thing for Levin.

Although he abides by the ancestral precepts and does not want to become a royal family, there is still no problem in making the family's heritage deeper, in-law relationships, and interest relationships more diversified.

Unfortunately, Beta seems to have little interest in Aristotle.

After the banquet, Beta returned to the guest room to rest, and Helen followed him with a blushing face.

However, Beta was at the door and rejected her quite tactfully, causing the girl to go downstairs with jealousy.

Levin, who was sitting on the first floor, let out a long sigh when he saw her coming down.

Late at night, Beta was fully clothed and sleeping on the bed. Suddenly she woke up and sat up suddenly.

A shadow, like an invisible black snake, squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Beta was a little wary at first, but after seeing the shadow, he relaxed.

The shadowy scene wrapped around Beta's feet like a snake, walking upwards in circles. In the process of wrapping, the shadow gradually changed into a woman, first the head, then the upper body, and finally turned into a woman hugging Beta. Sophia.

Familiar aroma, familiar temperature, Beta sighed: "Aren't you afraid they will know?"

"Don't be afraid. I am a master assassin after all, and I also have succubus blood. Except for people like you who have special vision, others can't see me at all without using magic."

Beta's hand habitually reached into the woman's pajamas and stroked her gently: "Do you want to talk to me about something?"

"Apart from business matters, I can't come to you for anything else?" Yingfiya said coquettishly.

Beta continued: "I think you should focus on business."

"Well... we found out who destroyed the magic circle." Sophia began to gasp a little: "You can't guess who it is?"

"Charming Demon?"

Sophia was surprised: "How do you know?"