The army of the God of Wealth broke through the city of Nata in a playful way.
No one died, no one was injured... except the Pope.
Beta came out of the space of the mansion, startling the waiters in this building, but they quickly swallowed their surprised expressions back into their stomachs, and served Beta and the others respectfully.
And less than two hours later, Philip walked in from the outside with a hurried expression.
"It's a pleasure to see you again, Your Majesty Beta." Philip smiled slightly.
Beta also smiled and said, "You probably don't really want to see me."
"There won't be such a thing." Even though he was pointed out, Philip didn't show any strange expression: "I admire and respect His Majesty the Tower."
What Philip said was indeed the truth, he didn't want to see Beta, but this did not prevent him from respecting Beta.
A person who can build a sect for nothing, a priest who has reached the legendary level, a person... who is young enough to be a grandson, but his career has far surpassed this old guy.
Such a person doesn't respect or admire him, why should he admire Gus in prison
"You came to me because you want to talk about 'taxation'." Beta asked.
Philip nodded: "That's true. Many things should be settled early, which will make us feel more at ease."
"It's actually not difficult." Beta said: "You can just pay us a symbolic compensation for the war expenses. As for the tax, let's calculate it according to what we have negotiated before. The other thing is... we allow your Storm God Sect and Water God Sect to be the same, Build a church next to our God of Wealth. But there is a limit, the actual building area and height of your Storm Temple cannot exceed two-thirds of the God of Wealth."
This is not too harsh a requirement. Philip thought for a while and asked, "The Water God Sect is the same as us?"
"It's not the same. Their temples can be built as high as they want."
"Why they can, but we can't?"
"They are sister sects, you are not."
Philip was lost in thought.
In any case, the God of Wealth Sect did not enter Nata Village, but retreated directly. And with his own power, Philip, who persuaded the God of Wealth Cult to let go of his force, has reached the peak of fame in Nata City.
But Pope Gus, who is afraid of war, is jealous of Philip's bravery and charisma, and wants to get rid of Philip's family when he is out of town.
Unexpectedly, the bodyguard in charge of guarding him, General Meijin, stood firmly on the side of justice. Not only did he take the initiative to report the news, but he also and the guards of the Philip family put Pope Gus, who had lost his qualifications as a "human", under house arrest. stand up.
And now, the call to recommend old Philip to be pope is getting louder and louder.
Except for a few people, the townspeople did not know that Meizu was actually old Philip's illegitimate son.
After the "class teacher returns to court", Beta lived a leisurely life like a social animal again.
The daily task is to deal with government affairs, and then deal with girls at night.
The Sect of Wealth's siege of Nata City slowly spread, but not many people felt that there was anything wrong with the Sect of Wealth.
Isn't it normal to send a large army to suppress the pope
Moreover, the Sect of Fortune surrounded the city for several days without any massacres. It is said that no one died. Doesn't this mean that the Sect of Wealth is a good sect with restraint
With Beta asking bards to secretly help guide public opinion, the Religion of Wealth gained another wave of prestige in Hollevin. Almost all the citizens believed that Religion of Wealth was the best sect.
Except for a few forces with outstanding intelligence.
They unearthed a lot of information, and with their own wisdom, they 'pieced together' the context of the matter into a complete mess.
Then there was a burst of scalp tingling.
This person, Beta, brought a sect under his control without making a sound. This method is simply unbelievable. What's even more exaggerated is that instead of making people hate them, it actually made more people like their behavior.
In particular, the current king of the Hollevin Kingdom is also very afraid of this kind of method.
He looked at the intelligence and remained motionless, until his lover, Naletta, came to him with a glass of juice, and he came back to his senses.
"King, are you tired? This is the fruit wine I made myself. I learned it from my elf friends. I don't know if it suits your taste."
The king took it, took a sip, and nodded: "It's really unique."
Naleta smiled happily.
"Naletta, you have been in Xianbao God Cult for several months, what do you think of Beta?"
Naletta was a little nervous. She was afraid that the king would think that she had some shady relationship with Beta, so she immediately replied: "I don't have much contact with Your Majesty Beta, and I haven't met more than ten times, so I don't know."
"Don't you have any comment on him?" The king's expression was a little displeased.
Naletta is very good at observing facial expressions, and immediately said softly when she saw this, "Although I haven't met His Majesty Beta many times, I can still know some of his character from his woman's mouth."
"tell me the story."
"He is very gentle and respectful to women. His capable assistants are all women." Naletta was a little envious.
"Why? He trusts women so much." The king felt a little incredible: "Most women are very emotional, and it is easy to betray the interests of the country because of their feelings."
This made Naletta feel a little sad: "But women will also be devoted to a person because of their feelings."
The king stared at Naleta seriously.
And Naletta also looked at him affectionately.
After a while, the king calmly looked away and asked, "How is your small business going?"
Naletta was a little disappointed, but she soon became happy again: "I made some small money, about five hundred gold coins."
what! The king's eyebrows trembled, and he looked at Naletta in great surprise: "Five hundred gold coins, you did not miscalculate, did you? Or did your father sponsor you?"
"I studied very hard in Woking City." Naletta justified, but also said with a bit of aggrieved tone: "And when I was in Woking City, the gold coins that came in and out of my hands every day were about two to three thousand Ni Well. I’ve been around for almost two months, so what’s the point of earning five hundred gold coins?”
The king took a deep breath: "Is Woking really so rich?"
Naleta nodded and said, "Auntie Angel, as a tax officer, seems to spend tens of thousands of gold coins in her hands every day."
The king soon doubted life.
His royal family's annual tax revenue is just a little more than this. Woking City can get in and out of this number in one day
"Then I'll invest you a thousand gold coins to see how much money you can earn in half a year, and also to test what you have learned in Woking City!"
Naletta was on the verge of screaming with joy: "Really?"