City Lord?

When Beta heard this, she was a little surprised, but she still asked the waiter to invite someone in.

The lord of the castle was a young man, and although he could not be said to be very handsome, he was at least good-looking. When he came in, he greeted the nobles with great humility and arrogance, and then said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, powerful Red Priest, Your Excellency Beta. ”

As soon as Beta heard this, he knew that this city lord definitely had his own set of intelligence networks.

"My name is Darren, Darren Bush." The young man smiled kindly, and he nodded to Shirley at the same time.

Beta invited him to sit down, and then said, "I am deeply honored to be here, but this is not my home, so there is no way to entertain you properly." ”

"You're so polite." Darren said with a smile on his face: "This time, I mainly want to meet Your Excellency. I have always admired your deeds, and there are fewer and fewer nobles like you, who are not afraid of strong enemies and dare to fight with others. ”

Darren was talking about the situation that was now common to the aristocracy. There are only a few nobles who are willing to fight on the front line, or who are willing to duel head-on. They now like to hide behind the scenes, directing their subordinates to fight and die.

Therefore, a nobleman like Beta, who has a noble name, not only dares to provoke the royal family, but also has explosive combat effectiveness, is simply rare. Darren only knew that there were two such people, one was a strong man who had been promoted to the legendary level, Glinton, and the other was the red priest in front of him, Beta.

The former is a half-elf, he is more than three hundred years old, he has been promoted to a legend, and he has at least a few hundred years to live, and the royal family is already considering posthumously making him the Grand Duke of the Protector, and this red priest, looking young, has also done a lot of great things, and he doesn't know that it is the talent cultivated by that family.

Beta replied modestly, and then said, "I wonder how the city lord knows about my previous affairs?" ”

This question sounds very unstandard, but those who know the way understand the implications. Darren looked at the question and said, "What do you think of this city?" ”

How is it? Beta felt that the other party's question was a little strange, so she asked rhetorically, "What's the matter?" If you are talking about the prosperity of a city, there are few places more prosperous than this city. ”

"It's just that this prosperity doesn't belong to its real owner."

After Darren said this, he looked at Beta with burning eyes, observing the other party's expression.

Beta knew what the other party's words meant, he just pretended not to understand and said, "You are the lord of the city, this city does not belong to you, who else can it belong to." ”

Sometimes, pretending to be confused is also a skill. In just two or three sentences, Beta already understood what the city lord Darren meant, but he didn't bother to intervene in the battle of these noble forces. It's not a relationship where there is not enough interest, it's that there is not enough time. He needs to establish his territory first, and then use the power of the goddess Waujin to find a way to gain a place in the holy war. Therefore, he has no way and no heart to participate in the actions of other forces.

Time is of the essence for him now.

Darren chuckled when he saw Beta say this, and he said, "It seems that Beta's Excellency is not as passionate and brave as it is rumored. ”

"It depends on the situation and the person." Beta smiled slightly.

What he means is that your city lord Darren is not worth my hard work for you.

Darren also heard and understood the meaning, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he didn't show it, and still smiled and said: "Indeed, Your Excellency and I are not related, but I believe that there is still justice and justice in this world. In many things, it is not only interests that make people act. ”

Facing the burning eyes of Darren, Beta did not reply, but made a 'please leave' motion.

He, Beta, is not a fool, and if it is really fair and just, he doesn't mind seeing the situation and helping out. But what Darren did was nothing more than a struggle for power, so what kind of justice was there.

Indeed, from Darren's point of view, he is 'noble' as the lord of the city, but he cannot have even a little decision-making power in the city, which is really hurtful.

Seeing that Beta was not agitated, Darren snorted slightly, stood up, and said, "I hope the content of our chat will not be heard by people from third parties, otherwise it will ......"

"How else?" Beta smiled lightly, revealing a strong spiritual power: "We two master professionals are here, I think it's true that the people on your side don't bother us." ”

Shirley also burst out of her spiritual power.

Facing the suppression of the spiritual power of the two masters, Darren's face was a little ugly, but what was even more uncomfortable was his mood. The rumored Red Priest Beta can fight fearlessly with the eldest prince for the sake of friends and women, and he is obviously a strong man with courage and no strategy. Before Darren came, Ben was very confident in using the radical method to persuade this person to stand on his side, but he didn't expect that the other party would not be fooled.

What made Darren even more unhappy was that he was actually ignored, and this beta didn't seem to have any respect for him, the city lord.

Squinting slightly, Darren snorted softly and turned to leave.

After the others left, Shirley asked with some curiosity: "Why don't you help him, if we can help him regain the position of city lord, we should be able to get a lot of benefits." ”

"On the contrary, we were the first to be liquidated." Beta shook her head and said, "People like him have been suppressed for too long, and the thirst for power has gone deep into the bone marrow. The first thing he will do after he gains power is to hold all the power in his hands, and if we really help him, then we, the helpers, will be the ones he will deal with next. ”

Shirley's eyes widened, feeling a little incredible. She is a divine being, and although she has a great deal of knowledge, she does not know much about human nature.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the window, and Beta didn't want to pay attention to it, but it was getting louder and louder, and he and Shirley couldn't help but walk to the window and look down.

There were a crowd of bystanders in the streets, but there were only a few people in the middle of them.

A gorgeously dressed aristocratic young man, holding a beautiful-looking woman, was laughing at a middle-aged man who was beaten by several servants: "Augustine, although you have such an atmospheric name, you are as weak as a mouse, even if you hide all day long, what's the use, I haven't found you!" ”

The beaten man was speechless and vomited a mouthful of blood.

In the surrounding crowd, some people couldn't bear it, and some people laughed.

"Marilyn has been following you all these years, and she is really blind. You see that her skin has become rough, it is better to follow me, I feed her milk every day, let her be clothed and fed, and after a month of wrapping her, she will become as beautiful as before. The aristocratic young man grabbed the woman's chest in public, and rubbed it vigorously, but the woman was not only not ashamed, but laughed very freely.

When the man named Augustine saw this, he vomited another mouthful of blood and fainted in anger.

The minions who were beating him immediately stopped.

The young nobleman snorted unhappily, and then said, "Why do you stop...... Forget it, if I kill him, I'll also have some trouble, although it's not a big problem, but it's not happy in the end, and this kind of despair, I will feel happy after he experiences it a few times. ”

The arrogant language made the surrounding onlookers fall silent, and the young nobleman put his arm around the woman's slender waist and took his servants and walked away, leaving only an embarrassing silence on the scene.

After Shirley finished reading it, her expression did not fluctuate and returned to her place to rest. She seems to be warm and amiable on the surface. But in essence, she was cold at heart. Her enthusiasm and intellectuality only bloom with Beta, or people and things related to Beta.

Beta sighed in his heart, although he was a little unbearable in his heart, but he had seen a lot of things like this in the game, and he used to see it once, but over time, he didn't bother to take care of it, because he couldn't manage it at all.

A few kind-hearted people lifted the fainted man to the side of the road.

Seeing this, Beta also closed the window.

He thought it was over, but in the middle of the night, there was a sobbing sound downstairs, a strange sound that only came when he was desperately trying to endure his own crying.

At first, Beta thought that the sound would soon stop, but after two hours, the sound did not stop, but grew louder and louder.

Then a drizzle began to fall in the middle of the night, and the man's desperate and helpless cries penetrated into the human head like the cry of a ghost, and there was no way to ignore it.

Some of the grumpy people got up on the spot, opened the window and shouted downstairs, but no matter how much they scolded, the man was still crying. Scolding and scolding, they were also convinced, and simply closed the windows and blinded their ears, as if they had heard nothing.

Beta frowned a little, the man downstairs has been crying like this for at least three hours, and if he continues to cry like this, not to mention that his throat is broken, he will collapse mentally alone.

He sighed, found an umbrella, and walked out of the hotel.

The light night rain hit the umbrella, and Beta soon found the man who was on his knees, his hands on the ground, and his pockets tucked between his arms, and he let out a cry of pain.

Two hungry dogs were hovering beside the man, their eyes shining green, waiting for the man to lose consciousness and prepare a full meal.

A spiritual intimidation burst out of Beta, driving the two wild dogs away.

Then he walked over, dragged the man by the collar, pulled him up from the ground, and then, with a single force, threw him into a puddle in the street.

The cold water poured into the man's throat, he couldn't help coughing, interrupted his crying, he was about to raise his head, and when he saw a young man with the appearance of a nobleman, his eyes immediately turned red, and he threw himself over with a roar.

Just a moment. He was kicked to the ground, and his whole head was trampled in the rain.

The dim candlelight filtered through the adjacent building, barely piercing the night. In the drizzle, a heroic young nobleman with red lips and white teeth held a white oil-paper umbrella, his face full of disdain and mockery. He stared coldly at the middle-aged man who was trampled on the ground, and his tone was full of cold arrogance.

"Is it worth it just for a woman to cry like a dog by the stinky gutter?" (To be continued.) )