In many cases, good intentions are rewarded after all.
Beta thought that he had lost the news of Perth City, but now he found that Aisha was also a member of the upper-class nobles, and it was not surprising that she knew some special news.
After sending Aisha away with a 'resentful' face, Beta opened the internal affairs interface, and there was no information about the Trang Zeng family. This is also a very normal thing. After all, Beta has only been in Perth for a few days. No matter how powerful the talent of internal affairs is, it is impossible to collect too much information in a short period of time.
After hastily eating lunch, Beta went out again, this time he was heading for the wealthy district.
At the same time, in the spiritual channel, he ordered Joan to continue monitoring the slums.
Although Perth is one of the most prosperous cities in the world, the polarization is extremely serious. The rich are extremely rich, while the poor are extremely poor. The number of middle class is pitifully small.
This is also a characteristic of the desert kingdom.
The wealthy area is obviously different from other places, except that the roads are paved with special white gravel, and there are various exaggerated large villas and mansions, and many dry iron trees unique to the desert are planted.
This kind of tree is very drought-tolerant, and the crown is quite large. The only disadvantage is that it only bears fruit once in decades, and it grows slowly. And here in the wealthy area, there are at least a thousand dry iron trees. It is conceivable that the dry iron trees near Perth must have been almost dug up.
Few people walk around in the rich area, because ordinary civilians cannot enter this area, so it seems very quiet here, only the occasional wind blowing in the desert from far to near.
The Trump family is located in the northwest of the rich area, and it is very clear to ask anyone on the road.
This is a villa with an area of about 2,000 square meters, which is not particularly large among the aristocratic group, but for ordinary people, there is nothing they can do about a building with such an area...even ten Things that can't be accumulated in a lifetime.
Beta stood outside the Trump family wall for a while, took note of the magic coordinates here, and then turned and left.
He was returning to the urban area and continued to collect information. It was a strange thing for a spellcaster to walk around the city. Many nobles knew that Beta was good at leaving the banquet last night, which left a bad impression on everyone.
Many aristocrats usually like to drink and chat outside in high-end places, and they also like to sit on the edge of the balcony, looking down at the commoners below, walking around like ants, struggling and struggling for their lives.
They are high above, which will give them a kind of pleasure as if they have become gods.
Beta walked on the street and fell into the eyes of many aristocrats.
Concealed sneering eyes fell on Beta one by one.
As a master-level powerhouse, Beta naturally felt the sight of these people. He stopped suddenly while walking, and looked towards the second floor on his right.
It was a rather luxurious tavern. On the balcony on the second floor, there were several nobles, both male and female. Among them, a young nobleman was the most imposing. He looked at Beta as if he saw a clown.
After reading the man's eyes, Beta smiled, jumped up lightly, and jumped directly to the balcony on the second floor.
The women screamed in fright, jumped up and left the table, while the men all stood up, looking at Beta with some dissatisfaction.
Beta ignored the others, but walked directly to the most handsome young man who looked down on Beta the most.
"Your Excellency, your behavior is extremely rude." The young man's tone was indifferent, but his expression was a little arrogant: "It's hard to imagine that a person like you would be a magician or even a lord .”
However, Beta lightly pressed on the opponent's shoulder, and the opponent's expression changed drastically, as if he had eaten shit, and he sat back in his seat directly.
At this time, the others reacted, accusing Beta of being rude.
Beta's complexion sank, the aristocratic temperament talent, and the spiritual power of a master gushed out directly. Within a hundred meters, it immediately became silent, and then the pedestrians on the street ran away and became a mess.
And the young nobles on the balcony were so frightened that they sat on the ground, trembling all over.
Beta has always felt that the nobles in this world are very strange. They clearly know that strength is the foundation of everything, but they often have some idiots who can't help provoking people who are stronger than themselves.
For example, these young people in front of them who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.
Although Beta is proud, he also knows how to judge the situation and work hard to make himself stronger.
But what's the matter with these people, thinking that with some status, they can despise professionals who are stronger than themselves? Or do they think this is their own country, and a foreigner like Beta dare not make trouble here
The imposing coercion comes quickly, and naturally goes quickly. To deal with these young people with little strength, the coercion of the master's strength is really too much. Beta is afraid that if the time is longer, they will leave some psychological sequelae.
The young man sat on his seat and struggled to stand up, but Beta's hand was pressing on him like a mountain, making him unable to move at all.
With a dark face, with a bit of fear and a bit of anger, he asked in a vicious voice: "What do you want to do?"
Beta smiled and asked, "What's your name?"
"Len-Momme."
Hearing the voice that was almost forced from between the teeth, Beta smiled with satisfaction, and then continued to ask: "What is it?"
"My father is the sheriff of Perth City..." The young man named Lun knew very well that this identity would not be able to restrain the noble caster in front of him, so he continued: "My grandfather is the Earl of Castle, There are several large territories, and they are also powerful figures in our Sunland, if you don't want to cause diplomatic disputes, you'd better apologize to me."
"Hehe, apology?" Beta patted the other person's head lightly, like an elder encouraging his younger generation: "Why should I apologize to someone who looks down on me and even wants to mock me?"
"Because I'm a nobleman." Lun grinned and said, "This is Sunland, but you are an outsider. You beat up a nobleman in our territory, and the crime is not so easy to justify."
"So, you have to apologize to me and pay a certain price, otherwise I will let my grandfather make political representations to the Holevin country. I don't think you can bear the crime of destroying the relationship between the two countries."
It turned out that this was the case, the other party was planning this idea, relying on this little political trick, he dared to offend and despise a professional.
Under normal circumstances, even master-level professionals would not dare to mess around in other countries. After all, the relationship between countries is very sensitive, and it will be extremely difficult to end it if it is not handled properly.
But strange creatures like players are an exception. Players don't care about the diplomatic relations between countries in the game, and Beta is the top of the pyramid among players.
He is indeed a nobleman of Hollevin now, but in essence, he does not agree with Hollevin very much, and he is not even interested in whether the relationship between the two countries is hostile.
But now, he just wants to complete the epic tasks in his task list.
He was worried about how to find out the reality of the Trump family, and now a guy hit his gun. If he didn't make good use of this opportunity, he would really be ashamed of the name of a 'player'.
"Len-Momm?"
Beta looked at him with a half-smile, and there was a young nobleman secretly hiding a stick behind him. When he saw Beta with his back turned to him, he felt malicious in his heart, and he rushed forward less than two steps, but saw Beta Looking back at him, the young aristocrat who planned to attack suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, trembling all over.
"Then do you know who I am?"
"Who are you is important?" Seeing the scene just now, Lun had a bad premonition in his heart, but his aristocratic dignity did not allow him to put down his face and apologize to the person he just laughed at: "You must know , this is the city of Perth in Sunland, not your country of Holevin."
From Sunland's point of view, Lun can be regarded as a good young man who did not bow his head when encountering "evil forces" and worked hard to preserve his national dignity.
But the problem is that in many cases, the relationship between countries is really based on strength, and Beta has very good strength and courage.
"It's true that this is not the country of Hollevin, but the more it is, the easier it is for me. For example, do you know who I am?"
"A spellcaster? Also a nobleman?"
Lun felt more and more uneasy in his mood.
"I've always disliked talking like this. After all, I'm suspected of pretending to be laughed at." Beta shrugged helplessly: "But when I meet an idiot like you, I can only tell you who I am."
Lun narrowed his eyes and said with a firm mouth: "Then tell me, I'm listening, but you better not make me laugh."
"First of all, I am a spellcaster, a master."
Lun's eyes widened, and there was already a little panic in his pupils.
"Besides, I'm still a lord."
Len's expression was already a little ugly.
"In the end, I'm still the archbishop of Woking Temple."
There are only three things. If people are hit a lot, they will eventually have some resistance. At this time, Lun calmed down instead: "How do I know if what you said is not true."
"The city lord knows my identity, and I think a small number of people in this city know my identity. I didn't give the city lord a good face at last night's banquet. Did you see what he did to me? Anyway You are so young and courageous."
Lun was silent for a long time. He looked at the companions around him who were a little stupefied with fright, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I am indeed too idiotic and too bold. I accept this lesson. Your Excellency, how can you let it go?" I?"
"I need intelligence, especially about the Trump family? I'd be happier if you were allies with them."