Then Beta chatted with two local magicians, and in his spare time, he guided them on small issues about magicians. For Beta, these things are all basic theories, but for these two people, they often feel a sense of enlightenment.
After all, the information that comes into contact with is different, and the vision is also different. On the game forum, whenever there are new ideas, ideas, or even newly explored things, they will be announced. Many wonderful ideas and many secret knowledge were born or appeared because of this.
In the game, Beta is recognized as a master of magic theory and a magic circle drawer. His reputation is not much worse than that of the strongest mage Roland. Moreover, he is also the first player's territory, which makes his reputation so great that it almost overwhelms f6. the point.
But f6 is f6 after all, they did a few big things later, and continued to sing their legends in the game.
After the three of them chatted for a while, Beta suddenly looked out the window. At this time, the city lord Cole had already descended into the welcome hall. He first spoke a few words, which were nothing more than ordinary welcome words, and then chatted with other guests. .
This means that the banquet has officially started... At this time, Benedict and Aisha both had ugly expressions.
Because the city lord actually skipped the introduction of Beta, he just talked with Beta just now, and now he forgot about it when he turned his head? No one believed that the other party's memory would be so poor. In this way, there is only one possibility, the city lord Cole did it on purpose.
This is already an obvious sign... It's no wonder that Benedict and Aisha looked a little ugly. They were facing a master, not an ordinary spellcaster, and the master was also a lord. This kind of behavior of the city lord is not only irrational, although it seems to be mixed with some malice.
However, Beta understands the feelings of the city lord Cole. He is also a lord, and he also knows how uncomfortable he will feel when there is an uncontrolled strong man wandering around in his territory, so he responds more.
But understanding is understanding. This does not mean that Beta has to endure such a slightly malicious neglect.
He stood up, and this action immediately panicked the two people beside him, but when they saw that there was no angry expression on Beta's face, they were relieved at the same time.
Next, the two local aboriginal spellcasters both expressed that they solemnly invited Beta to live temporarily in their family or on the magic tower, absolutely guaranteeing that they would feel at home. Aisha even winked coquettishly.
Emma in the space slammed the cup in her hand angrily, but Shirley just sneered lightly.
Emma didn't have much contact with Beta, so she didn't have enough confidence in Beta, for fear that he would be seduced by a shameless woman.
But Shirley is very clear that Beta is a very principled person in essence. Although he has a strange relationship with the mayor's wife and the butterfly girl, it is actually force majeure, and he is obviously Beta's sword. Sheath, as long as he wanted, he could serve him anytime and anywhere, but he never asked for it.
Shirley is very aware of her own advantages. After all, she is a divine avatar shaped like the goddess Woking. Her appearance and figure are impeccable, and no one in the world can match her. She even shows her style to Beta intentionally or unintentionally.
But even so, Beta never made a move to her in reality, at most, she had a muddled friendship with her after being pulled into the nightmare space.
Even a 'hot' woman like herself, Beta can bear it, and Aisha, a woman whose average strength is a little behind her, she doesn't think she can attract Beta's interest.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Although Beta understands what Aisha means, he has no interest. There are already enough women around him, and the relationship is messy enough. If he gets a few more back, He estimated that he would definitely be chopped into a meat paste by Persian cat and Xiaobai...
Pretending to be ignorant of Aisha's intentions, Beta got up and left the room, then walked to the first floor, followed by the two magicians.
When they reached the first floor, as soon as the three of them appeared, they immediately became the focus of everyone. It stands to reason that a new spellcaster will usually be introduced to everyone by the host of the banquet.
But the lord did not do this for the first time. Almost all the nobles present seemed to understand something. Many people even looked at Beta with faint smiles, as if they were looking at a clown.
Beta naturally also felt the slightly malicious gazes of others. His heart was not fluctuating, and he even wanted to laugh... In the game, when he was not a lord, he had experienced more depressing discrimination than this, and he could still bear it. Come here, this matter, to him, is nothing at all.
But the two local spellcasters next to him didn't have such a good attitude. They looked at the people around them with cold eyes, and the little nobles who came into contact with their eyes turned their faces one by one.
People are divided into groups. Beta is blond and handsome. No matter how you look at it, he is a promising aristocratic youth from abroad. Handsome guys are generally hated by the same sex, and most importantly, he also offended the locals. lord.
As local nobles, these people naturally had to side with the lord.
And Aisha and Benedict are not only local nobles, they are also spell casters... and in their concept, the status of spell casters is far more important than the status of nobles, so their buttocks will naturally be crooked To Beta this side.
The city lord Cole was in the crowd, and seeing Beta being squeezed out, he was very happy, but he didn't show it. He also saw that Beta seemed to have the intention of leaving, so he walked up immediately.
"Your Excellency, are you in such a hurry to leave?" Cole is a soldier after all, and he can even walk a little faster than ordinary people: "Could it be that I didn't entertain well?"
Warriors give people the impression that they have always been reckless, careless, and do not know how to speak. But Beta, who has eight years of gaming experience, knows very well that this is actually just an illusion.
Most of the fighters are actually rough and fine, and even belong to the type of wisdom and stupidity. If you underestimate them because of their behavior, it is easy to be "fucked" by the opponent.
Cole's words sounded normal, but they actually put Beta on the fire. In an aristocratic banquet, if there is no special event, leaving without saying goodbye is definitely a very unpleasant thing. It was just a simple sentence, and Beta was labeled as 'disrespectful and rude'.
If it was an ordinary noble lord, he would probably be a little depressed when he encountered such a thing, but Beta was different. He was not a pure nobleman, but a spellcaster, a powerful spellcaster.
He once told Kyle before that things like etiquette and rules are often used to tear them apart. As long as you have strong strength, the so-called restraints and so-called customs will not apply to you at all.
The same is true for Beta. His master-level strength brought him confidence: "Yeah, your banquet was held very badly. I don't like it very much, so I have to go first."
The indifferent tone resounded in the banquet, and almost all the nobles opened their mouths slightly in surprise. It was the first time they saw that such a 'straight-tempered' noble didn't leave any face to the host.
Lord Cole was so angry that his face turned green and blue, but he didn't speak, and could only watch Beta leave.
In the space of mansion art, Shirley and Emma both leaned forward and backward with laughter. They both knew that Beta would not swallow his anger, but they did not expect that Beta would do things so directly, generously, without the slightest pretentiousness.
However, Benedict and Aisha felt that this was normal. There were not many master-level spellcasters in the world, and he was still so young, so it was very possible for him to become a legend.
It would be strange if a strong man like this had no temper, but swallowed his anger like ordinary nobles and turned the situation around by eloquence and charm.
All three of them left the city lord's mansion, and Benedict invited Beta to be a guest in his family again, but Beta refused.
At the same time, Beta also rejected Aisha's "enthusiastic" invitation.
He could tell that Aisha was quite interested in him, but he knew better that the hospitable desert beauties probably had the intention of 'borrowing'.
The desert peoples who grew up in this harsh natural environment have a strange pursuit of strength... and excellent bloodlines are more likely to give birth to excellent descendants.
Many times, the husbands of the desert peoples will send their beautiful wives to the strong, and when she shows signs of pregnancy, they will call their wives back, and the children they give birth will be raised as if they were their own.
This is a weird way for the desert ethnic family to be strong... What maintains their close relationship is not blood, but in many cases, it is the feelings they share day and night.
Beta could tell that Aisha was interested in her, but it wasn't exactly the kind of love at first sight, and it was very likely that she had the idea of borrowing seeds.
After understanding this, Beta became more determined in her refusal.
After seeing off the lost Aisha, Beta returned to the hotel.
Joan flew in through the window, she said hello, jumped into bed and fell asleep. She's been getting more and more lethargic lately.
And Beta thought for a while, wondering if there was anything unfinished today, and when she was about to go to sleep, she frowned slightly, and then let go.
Not long after, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in."
Two seconds later, the door opened slightly, and a man wrapped in a black cloth with only a pair of brown eyes showing came in.
It's 'mouse. '
Beta looked at each other for a while, and then asked: "It seems that you have news."
"We have indeed collected some information." The mouse's voice was a little hoarse, and his pupils drifted down unconsciously, as if he didn't dare to look at Beta, and there was an inferiority complex in his body.