Bart has been unlucky lately, first offending his boss for some reason and being kicked out of the city guard, and soon after, his home was burglarized and the title deed was stolen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then not so long ago a small nobleman came with a title deed and drove him out of his hut...... According to the accounts of the minor nobles, he bought the title deeds from the merchants' union for a large price.

Bart is not stupid, he knows that most of what the little nobles say is false, and the theft of his own home is very likely to be done by someone sent by the small nobles, which may also have a certain direct relationship with him being driven out of the city guards.

He had been trying to prove that the title deed was his own, but someone had stolen it. Unfortunately, he could not find evidence to prove this, so he went to his neighbors for help, and the neighbors said with ashamed expressions that they had never known Bart, had never seen him, and that his cottage had always been empty.

Obviously, he grew up here, and everyone loved each other like a family before. The sun was shining, but his heart was as cold as ice.

A month ago, he still fantasized that he would be promoted to a general and lead the army to defend his family and country. Now everything has changed, there is no home, no job, no money in your pocket. All he had left was a suit of armor, an iron shield, and an iron sword that had begun to rust.

Why this is so, Bart is a little puzzled.

I work hard and help my colleagues; Unite with relatives and friends and love neighbors. I did everything I could to help them, but when I was wronged, why didn't anyone want to help me?

Why!

Walking down the street, Bart always felt as if someone was laughing at him, but when he looked over, he saw that they were all pedestrians with their heads down.

Are you hallucinating when you're hungry?

Bart licked his lips, he wanted to eat something, but he didn't have much money in his pocket. Now that there is no place for him in the royal city, he must save some money to go to another city and start over.

It's just that he is a little unwilling, obviously he has nothing wrong, why should he be forced to leave the country.

In a daze, he felt someone stand in front of him. The professional's sensitive nerves immediately made him sober, and his hand subconsciously rested on the hilt of the sword.

Then Bart found that the young man in front of him was a magician, very familiar, and when he looked at the head of the young man opposite, he saw the other man's shiny blonde hair, and he remembered where he had seen this person.

"Is that you?"

Bart was a little puzzled, not knowing why the other party was blocking his way, whether it was to settle old accounts. He remembered that he had stopped the other party from capturing a beautiful lady.

The thought of the lady made him feel a little melancholy.

Beta looked at each other and smiled, "It seems that you still remember me, let's talk?" ”

Bart looked at the friendly smile of the other party and knew that the other party was not hostile. He was already desperate for this royal city, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the people of this city anymore, but the ghost sent him, but he nodded and agreed.

In the hotel room, Bart sat on a chair, holding a leg of mutton and gnawing hard, while on the table in front of him was already a pile of bones, like a hill.

Beta sat across from her, slowly sipping the wine.

After Bart swallowed half of the roast lamb on the table, he wiped his mouth with a white napkin and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your hospitality." ”

Eat people with soft mouths...... Because of Katy's matter, Bart didn't have a very good sense of Beta, but now, he felt that the high-ranking aristocratic magician in front of him didn't seem to hate it that much.

"You're welcome. My name is Beta. Beta put down her glass and asked, "You look a little down?" I remember the last time I saw you, you were more heroic and confident than you are now. By the way, what do you call it? ”

Bart laughed to himself: "My name is Bart, and something has happened recently, so things are not going well now." ”

What can make a powerful elite-level professional so hungry that his stomach is almost sticking to his back. Beta was extremely curious: "Can you talk to me?" ”

Bart doesn't like to tell outsiders about his troubles, especially the magician in front of him, who doesn't know whether it's right or wrong, good or bad. He asked rhetorically, "How is the lady you chased last time?" Did you catch her? ”

Beta looked sideways at the other and paused for two seconds before saying, "The lady you're talking about is named Katy...... Now she's my subordinate, and she's also the bishop of a temple. ”

"Your subordinates? You threatened her? Bart's expression immediately became serious: "I feel like I need an explanation. ”

Well, there will always be people who think about beautiful women. Beta shrugged helplessly and said, "The threat doesn't count, it's just a deal." I cured her terminally ill mother, and she became my question, working for me, as simple as that. ”

Bart still had the same cold expression: "How do I know if what you say is true or false." ”

"If I hurt Katy, I won't be in front of you at will." Beta smiled, "After all, you gave me the impression that you were a messenger of justice at that time. ”

Bart was a little impressed, but now he thought about it carefully, and felt that his performance at that time was indeed a little ...... The impulse was overdone.

"Then why did you chase her then?"

Beta replied, "There was a little misunderstanding, but it was explained later." Back to your topic, I see you now...... It seems that there is not only a lack of money, but also a place to stay. ”

Bart blushed: "So obvious? ”

"It's weird if it's not obvious." Beta pointed to the other party's body and said, "Not only is I so hungry that I almost faint, but I even have some peculiar smell on my body." This is generally not the case for those who have a place to live. ”

Beta's words reminded Bart of the indifference of his neighbors a few days ago, and his mood suddenly became gloomy again.

Seeing him like this, Beta said, "Since it doesn't matter what you don't want to say, why don't you be my subordinate for the time being, my envoy corps just lacks strong warriors as vanguards." After the mission is completed, I will pay you ten gold coins and give you thirty acres of land to build a house. ”

"You have your own estate, it's big?" Bart was a little jealous, the nobility is good, they are born with a large piece of land to inherit, unlike themselves, a cottage will be taken away.

Beta shook his head: "I am a lord, my territory is a wetland, and thirty acres of land is just a small meaning to me." ”

Bart was stunned for a moment, carefully digested the words he had just heard, and then slammed the table: "I know who you are, Red Priest Beta...... No wonder it sounds familiar when I hear your name just now. ”

Beta asked suspiciously, "Except for a few aristocratic families with intelligence networks, most people don't know my nickname. I see you...... It doesn't look like it has its own intelligence network. ”

"I once knew a friend who was an assassin and had been in the Assassins' Guild." Bart explained: "He thinks highly of you and has told me about some of your deeds. ”

No wonder! Beta nodded, the Assassins' Guild was indeed very well informed. "Once?" he asked. That friend of yours broke off your relationship? ”

"Dead."

Bart's expression became a little sad: "I heard that during a mission, I was captured by an ogre, and later only his thigh bone was found...... His name is White. ”