Noble Emblem

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"The more honest you are, the more you need to know how to harm others. Otherwise, you smart people like you will fool you and you won't know what's going on." Betapi said with emotion.

He recalled the time when he first entered the game and was deceived by the NPCs.

Seeing Beta's dazed expression, little Monica sighed: "You won't want to change hotels next time, will you? Can you trust me a little more?"

"Won't change again."

Monica didn't quite believe it: "When I leave, you might change again. Although my tracking ability is very strong in this form, it cannot be used continuously in a short period of time. If you change your address again, I want to find you next time." It’s not that easy.”

"Really, I won't change it again."

Beta smiled. Anyway, he had already arranged all the means of self-protection. Even if he is surrounded by a large army now, he can still escape.

"I have already said that I can give you my body in exchange for a little bit of your trust, but you are not willing." Little Monica put her hands on her hips and spoke angrily, but she suddenly rolled her eyes. , said with a charming smile: "How is this eight-year-old body? There are many of you male nobles who like this, do you want to try it?"

As she spoke, she lifted up her skirt and turned it around a few times.

White skirts flying.

Beta's face turned livid: "Get out!"

Get out of here... Little Monica sulked and turned into dozens of transparent little spiders and crawled away from the window.

Then the next evening the third candidate disappeared and his body was found in a fetid ditch.

Half of the body was gone, leaving only a head and half a chest. Some legs that looked like giant spiders were also found at the scene.

Of course, the news was blocked.

All that was known was that the third alternate bishop was missing.

"I said that if another alternate bishop dies, all of you will be disqualified from becoming an archbishop." The Pope looked at the five people below with an evil look on his face: "Now, the murderer can come forward on his own, don't wait for me to personally Find you out."

The five people looked at each other and no one said anything, but it was obvious that they also had extreme distrust of others.

Among the five, Monica had the calmest expression, but she was also the farthest away from the other four. It seemed that she would be safe if she stayed away from them.

The Pope naturally saw this small gesture, but he had no reaction.

The Pope waited for a long time, but still no one came forward. He couldn't help roaring: "Okay, since you don't admit it, that's fine. Put everyone in a cell, one for each person. Lock them up for a month first, and then let them out after the bishop election."

All five were taken to the cell.

After the other four were imprisoned, they kept insulting each other through the fence.

Monica sat in the corner, closed her eyes and prayed quietly.

In the Pope's Hall, the Pope looked calm now compared to the angry one just now.

"Mary, who do you think could have done this?"

The Pope caressed a white human skull.

The shape of this skull is somewhat slender, and it can be seen that it has a delicate appearance.

"Huh? You don't know either?" The Pope seemed to be able to hear an invisible voice. He chuckled and said, "Of course you don't know. You haven't been out for many years. How about I take you out for a walk tomorrow?" "

"What, you don't want to, are you afraid that the sun will tan your skin?" The Pope laughed heartily: "You are very fair, I have never seen you darken before, don't worry, don't worry."

The pope patted his skull gently, and because of his laughter, the atmosphere inside and outside the papal hall was filled with joy.

Because he heard that the five candidate bishops would be imprisoned for at least a month, Beta checked out of the hotel, accepted an errand delivery task at the mercenary union, took the opportunity to leave the city, and then teleported back to Waking City.

After coming back, he spent the whole night making out with the butterfly girl Judy.

Maybe he was stopped by Monica's question, "What's the difference between a butterfly and a spider?" When being intimate with Judy, Beta would have delusions from time to time, and Monica's voice seemed to be echoing in her ears.

Beta checked his soul the next day and found no abnormalities or signs of being enchanted.

Then there is only one possibility.

He admitted in his heart that Monica was right.

Since they are all bugs, what's the difference?

Under the attentive service of the maid Julie, Beta got up, had breakfast, and then began to deal with the accumulated official duties.

After Julie finished her work, she returned to the room and was about to take a rest when there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door is Shirley.

Julie invites her in.

Shirley said calmly: "Beta's mentality is a bit wrong today. Did he encounter any problems outside some time ago?"

Julie said everything that seemed important to her, especially the conversation between Monica and Beta. Because in the mansion space, you can see the scenery around Beta and hear the sounds.

"What difference does it make if a butterfly has a spider?" Shirley thought for a while and said, "It seems that Beta's dragon bloodline is causing trouble. There is no problem. It scared me."

Shirley's breadth of knowledge is not as good as that of Beta, but in terms of some specific knowledge, Beta is not as good as Shirley.

She already knew the reason for Beta's slight mental abnormality.

This is the conflict between the core of the soul and superficial reason.

To put it more simply, it is the conflict between id and self.

Legendary level experts will all have minor problems, and they will get better after a while.

In the game, this does not happen with Beta. The reason is simple. A game is just a game. No matter how real the projection is, it is just a simulation, not reality.

After staying in Waking City for a month, having sex with several women every night, Monica's voice echoed in Beta's ears from time to time and gradually disappeared.

A month later, he estimated that Monica had been released, but she was teleported to the Holy City of the Cult of Life again.

The errands were not completed, so he went back and announced that he had canceled the mission because it took too long, and he was fined twelve silver coins.

Since you are going to play a mercenary, you should act more realistically so that it is not easy for others to see through.

On the first night of checking into the hotel, Monica came over.

This time she still looked about eight years old, looking extremely lively and cute.

As soon as Beta saw her, that strange voice rang in her ears again.

What's the difference between spiders and butterflies!

This sentence kept repeating in his ears.

Monica, who was about to speak, was shocked when she saw his current expression and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look so weird."

Beta asked: "What expression do I have now?"

"The eyes you look at me are full of male desire. But your expression seems very impatient, as if you don't want to see me." Monica chuckled: "There doesn't seem to be something right with you."

After hearing what he said, Beta was silent for a while and said, "The plan will be postponed for a few days. I want to take a rest."

Monica shrugged, she could also see that there seemed to be something wrong with Beta.

Beta then teleported directly to the mansion space.

Looking at Beta who suddenly disappeared, Monica was stunned for a moment, and then said in an unbelieving tone: "The lost mansion space? It's unlikely!"

Beta entered the space and sat in a chair, lost in thought. Julie came down from the second floor, wearing very close-fitting pajamas.

"Do you need me to sleep with you?"

Generally speaking, as long as Julie stays in the mansion space, Beta will not enter.

And now that Beta has come in, it’s no wonder Julie has such thoughts.

Her tone was neither happy nor sad, as if she was saying something very simple and natural, just like drinking water when you are thirsty.

It has nothing to do with responsibility or feelings.

Beta shook his head, and Julie ignored him and went directly to the second floor to continue sleeping.

While Beta was sitting, he actually fell asleep on the table.

In the soul space, Beta looked at the scenery that was no different from the past and fell into deep thought.

There is no problem with the soul space, so what exactly is the problem?

He floated in the soul world and wandered around. He had no goal and was just floating around.

But when he was close to the sky, he suddenly felt something in his heart and flew towards the largest cloud.

When he got closer to the clouds, the throbbing in his heart became more obvious.

Then, he saw a faint golden thread swimming in the white clouds.

He got closer, flew into the clouds, and then saw a small cloud dragon more than one meter long swimming.

It's so small that it feels distressing.

Beta came closer, and it also came closer, swimming briskly around Beta.

This is the reason why I haven't been feeling mentally well lately.

A cloud dragon was born in the soul?

Beta could feel that this little cloud dragon should be the product of the soul, but its origin and origin were somewhat inexplicable.

I probably haven’t encountered anything strange recently, and I probably haven’t eaten anything strange...

Wait, Beta suddenly remembered that he seemed to often drink something strange.

Divine fluid.

And every time I drink this stuff, I am in a state of soul.

Beta took a deep breath, teleported back to Waking City again, and told Shirley that she wanted to see the goddess.

Then at night, he appeared in the Kingdom of God.

As soon as he saw Watkins, he suddenly felt a little dizzy. Then he instinctively placed his eyes on Woking's chest.

And he had an urge to push Watkin to the ground and rub him.

The urge came quickly and strongly.

Fortunately, he could still bear it.

When Waking saw him like this, he smiled, looking a little shy.

"It finally worked."

"What is the divine liquid you gave me to drink?" Beta asked.

Waking waved his hand: "Don't worry, you are my friend, the person I value most. I will not harm you. What you drink is my...divine fragments."

Wojin continued to explain: "The godhead attracts a lot of power of faith, and some residue will be produced and excreted from the body. I used it to make juice and gave it to you to drink."

Beta's face turned a little blue. Watkin said it nicely, but it can be summed up in just one word...

Beta suddenly remembered what her cousin said: In fact, the feces of goddesses are fragrant.

At this moment, Beta had something in his mind that he didn't know whether to say or not.