Noble Emblem

Although there is no definite evidence, Beta and Shirley both suspect that the force that encouraged the lord of Naxia Harbor to kidnap Amanda is most likely the Zoroastrian Cult.

After all, the red priest robe and the relatively exquisite fire magic are the unique symbols of Zoroastrianism.

However, this does not rule out the fact that other religious sects deliberately pretended to do it, hoping to provoke the two sects from a secret fight to an open fight.

Sophia has been gone for two days and is probably back to Winterwind City or Blue Water Port by now. Thanks to her, Beta's mental power recovered quickly.

Perhaps Beta is the only one in the world who has enjoyed the succubus's mental healing ability.

After all, generally speaking, the level of succubi is generally not high, and most of them are chaotic evil, extremely selfish, and it is impossible to consume their own energy to help other people repair their souls. For most succubi, spiritual power is the foundation of their survival.

Ninety percent of their abilities are based on mental strength.

In addition, the devil world is full of intrigues and the environment of survival of the fittest makes every intelligent creature eager for the death of other creatures in order to seize the 'legacy' left by the other.

It is impossible for a succubus who survives in this situation to use his precious mental power to save people. Even other races don't know that in addition to the power of charming people, succubi also have the power to save others. .

"Let Carter go to Blue Water Port and sit there for a while. There is our temple there. If the Zoroastrian Cult really dares to mess around, let her handle it as appropriate."

Shirley nodded and wrote this down in her notebook.

"In addition, increase the purchase and rescue of drow elves." Beta sighed and said: "Although our ability to spread faith is not bad, our ability to preserve the fruits of labor is slightly insufficient."

Shirley said: "Amanda has recovered. She just told me yesterday that she would continue to go to other countries to buy drow elves."

"Just take it easy." After hearing the news, Beta felt a little more relieved: "Equip Amanda with more power. In addition... the goddess didn't 'guide' more people to become more professional 'businessmen'?"

"Only Amanda for the time being." Shirley also had a helpless expression: "To become a real 'businessman', it seems that you must have certain qualities. Only the goddess knows this, I don't know much about it."

Waking has his own considerations, and Beta certainly won't say much in this regard.

After explaining some trivial matters, Beta went to the back of the temple and looked at the black and gold drow elves, feeling a little more relaxed.

Having your own armed forces is the best policy.

He could feel that as the scale of the Wealth God Sect gradually expanded, many sects had already looked over.

Fortunately, the current 'turmoil' in the Temple of Light distracted them temporarily.

But this won't be much time, and there is not much leisure time left for them.

Back in the room, Beta took a nap and thought about the news brought by Willow.

An impostor of himself, which was consistent with what Beta saw some time ago, but he didn't think it right. The other party called his name 'Roland'.

Don’t you only have knowledge but no memory?

How did he know Roland's name.

Or is it just a coincidence?

Beta then thought about the temple buried underground near Kate Village, and he felt the need to explore it again.

At that time, in order to survive, I left too quickly. Maybe some useful information could be found in it.

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The elf envoys returned all the way to the World Tree King City. Xingyue was in a hurry, with almost no time to rest.

After returning to the royal city, Cocoyala lay on the bed and fell asleep directly.

This sleep lasted for five days.

Five days later, she woke up and ate some fruit, but was still weak.

Like Beta, she is mentally exhausted. It's just that she is a demigod, much stronger than Beta, and has a better mental foundation, so the severity of her injuries is not as severe as Beta's, and she can recover on her own.

A group of high-level elves came to express condolences and inquire about the situation.

After prevaricating the matter with some unnecessary nonsense, Yayakola left Ans behind.

"I heard that you know that person named Beta."

"Indeed."

Several people in the elves knew about this, so there was no point in hiding it.

"Who is he?"

"Son of Gold."

"What?"

"Son of Gold."

Ans told Beta's identity and even the causes and consequences. Because there is too much ‘content’ involved, this talk lasted more than ten hours.

During this period, the two asked the elf to deliver fruit meals three times.

After listening, Yayakola had doubts on her pretty face: "So this person just jumped out of the dream?"

"Yes."

"The Sons of Gold, even took action against our goddess?" Yayakola's expression became very cold.

"Only in a dream."

"Not even in a dream." Yayakola snorted: "This means that they are all unbelievers and deserve to die. No wonder the Beta Pope is also an unbeliever."

Ans said nothing. The people opposite are their ancestors and demigods. No matter in terms of status or strength, he is much stronger than the elders like them.

"Go and call Glinton here too."

After a while, Glinton came over. He looked at Yayakola and then at Ans. He felt that the atmosphere between them was a bit solemn, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.

"Glinton, I heard that you and Beta also have a very good relationship. Can you explain it?"

Glinton looked at Ans, and he knew that the veteran had also seen Beta in his dream. The two had not actually met in the dream, but they still knew each other's existence.

"No need to look at Ans. He has said everything he needs to say. It's your turn."

Yayakora looked at Glinton, his eyes looking very unhappy.

Glinton thought for a moment and then said it. The other party is a demigod, and it is easy to detect mental fluctuations. It is almost impossible to lie in front of her.

Glinton specially picked up the important ones, but this also took more than three hours.

After listening, Yayakola smiled coldly: "It seems that you have a deep affection for your original owner."

Glinton showed no expression or spoke.

Holding a light cyan fruit in his hand, Yayakola said: "Since you have such a close relationship with him, if I ask you to assassinate him, will you be willing?"

Glinton's face became serious and he said word by word: "This is impossible."

"Why." Yayakola looked at Glinton with her beautiful eyes: "He is just the master in your dream, and we are your relatives. You would rather choose a false master than be with us relatives. together?"

Glinton replied: "Madam, you are changing the concept. The confrontation between Beta and the elves does not necessarily require death. As far as I know, Beta does not have any ill intentions towards the elves. Of course, He also doesn’t think that elves are noble creatures like ordinary humans.”

"You are quite smart." Yayakola smiled: "Then let me ask another question. What do you think if you are asked to 'invite' Beta to our Elf Forest?"

The tone of the word 'please' became much stronger, and Glinton understood what it meant.

He shook his head: "Beta is a very independent person. It is difficult to make him think that our elves will be his place to enjoy the rest of his life."

Cocoyala smiled and said: "It's just because it's difficult that I want you to help. Think about it another way, if the master who has a good relationship with you lives in the Elf Forest from now on, you can chat like neighbors and friends, Wouldn't it be a good thing? Besides, it should be a great thing for you to turn your original owner into one of our own."

Glinton thought for a while and said, "Madam, what exactly do you like about Beta?"

"He has the ability to examine doctrines and even rewrite them." Yayakola hesitated for a while: "There seems to be a divine dragon vein in his body."

"Divine Dragon Vein?"

Yayakola remembered that a few days ago, she saw the divine light dust shining on the scales of the alien dragon. Then he confirmed his guess: "It is definitely a divine dragon vein. I don't know if it is a descendant of Bahamut or a descendant of Tiamat."

"Are you interested in his bloodline?"

"Both." Yayakola chuckled: "Compared to ordinary humans, the divine dragon-veined elves born from the union of him and the women in our clan should have a broader future."

When Glinton heard this, a smile appeared on his serious face: "If this is the case, I can go and talk to him."

Blue Water Port, City Lord's Mansion.

With a sleepy look on her face, Sophia placed a white sealed silver pot on Uther's table.

Uther carefully opened the lid of the pot and nodded with satisfaction when he saw the blood rolling slightly inside.

"It cost two hundred gold coins." Sophia saw her husband happy, and her mood became much better: "Although it is more expensive, I watched Beta take out the dragon's blood, and it should not be mixed with magic water."

There is a rumor in the world that some unscrupulous strong men who slay dragons will mix some magic springs with the dragon's blood and then sell the dragon's blood in order to earn more gold coins.

Of course, this kind of dragon blood is also effective, but it will be at a discount.

"After drinking dragon blood, there will be a short period of weakness." Uther looked at Sophia: "You can help me protect her later. I can only trust you."

"Can you wait for me to rest for a while?" Sophia said, "I'm very tired. I came and went in such a hurry."

Looking at his wife's tired face, although Uther was very anxious and wanted to drink the dragon's blood immediately to improve his strength, he had to suppress his anxious thoughts and said: "You have worked hard these days, you should rest first. ."I'll wait until you wake up."

After giving her husband a hug, Sophia went back to the inner room to rest.

Under the city wall of Blue Water Port, after Carter paid the head tax for entering the city, he entered the city with ten "plain-looking" subordinates.