Kate knew that she couldn't keep Beta, so she let him go, and then he stood there sadly for a long time.
Beta returned to Emma's house, and then invited Angel out of the mansion's art space.
It was almost late at night, and Angel asked the attendants to make some simple supper, and the two ate together. While eating, Angel occasionally looked up at Beta, and there seemed to be water flowing in her eyes.
After a while, she finished eating the cakes on the plate, and said with a smile: "Let's rest here tonight, do you need me to find a maid to warm your bed?"
People who have been married and had children can let go, such as the wife of the mayor, or Angel in front of me. Beta knew very well that as long as she dared to agree, the one who got into her bed would most likely be Angel herself.
Until now, Beta still remembers the 'benefits' given by the other party when he helped Angel eliminate the teleportation mark last time.
To such a beautiful woman in the "Year of the Tiger and Wolf", Beta dared not speak indiscriminately. He smiled and changed the topic: "By the way, do you want to become a professional?"
Angel shook her head: "It's too troublesome, I have you and Emma to protect me, and I never worry about anything."
"That's not what it means." Beta put down the knife and fork in his hand, and continued: "Being a professional is not all about strength. to look old."
Women always care about their appearance, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she cares. Angel immediately became very interested when he heard the words: "Does it really have this effect?"
"Didn't you realize that even though Emma is fifteen or sixteen years old, she still looks about twelve or thirteen?" Beta was a little surprised: "She hasn't told you about this?"
"Emma was sent to the Temple of Storms as a saint since she was a child. Although we have a good relationship, she won't tell me many things." Speaking of her daughter, Angel was a little distressed: "She is very strong, and You are the most important person in the Temple of Storms, and you are the one she talks to me the most, and she is not willing to talk to me about other things."
Beta had to smile wryly, and changed the subject again: "Our Wealth God Cult has a special ritual that can turn people into junior professionals."
"I know, gold coin offerings, right?" Angel smiled and said, "But isn't that only one person a month? A lot of people are queuing up for the auction. It's not good for me to grab the spot."
If other people said they wanted to give Angel a place, she would naturally agree, and she didn't find it strange. But after getting along with Beta during this time, she knew that this person pays attention to the rules, especially the rules he made himself, and the implementation is very thorough. It is hard to believe that he will destroy himself because he is the so-called former queen. rules.
Beta smiled and said, "That's just publicity. In fact, it doesn't matter how many gold coin sacrifices our temple wants to hold."
"Then if you let go of the sales quota, wouldn't you be able to earn more?" Angel was a little puzzled: "Why should the quota be limited?"
"Things that are too flooded are not good. They will make people feel worthless and not precious. And it is not easy to flow." Beta shrugged and said: "Think about it, each city, depending on the size, only has about 20 to 50 Nobles are willing to pay 100 gold coins to become professionals. If each person spends 100 gold coins in two or three months to become a professional, at most 2,000 to 5,000 gold coins, then in the next ten years, the Temple of Okin There will be no income. But if one quota is auctioned every month, it will be different."
"At least 300 gold coins can be auctioned, and it can be auctioned for several years. At this time, a new generation of nobles grows up, and new young nobles are willing to spend money to become professionals." Angel lightly pressed her jade finger on her red lips , set off an ambiguous temptation: "As expected of the Pope of the God of Wealth, this ability to make money is really admirable. You have broken my usual perception of you. I didn't expect that you are also quite a calculating person .”
"Did I give you a feeling of being honest and deceitful before?"
"Although it's not to that extent, it's not much worse."
Angel was talking psychologically. In her mind, Beta must be the kind of ascetic monk who sticks to inner rules. After all, she and her daughter Emma, who want to be beautiful and have status, sent it to him. , do not eat.
Such a person is either gay or persistent.
As an 'experienced person', Angel can tell that Beta is not gay. Her original husband, the old king, was quite masculine, and she knew what a masculine man would do.
That can only be insisted on.
She didn't expect that Beta had such a cunning and calculating side.
Angel thought for a while, and said, "Well, I'll become a professional immediately after I go back. The sooner this happens, the better."
Beta knew what effect she was talking about and nodded.
"Okay, I'm going to rest." Angel stood up, and when she reached the stairs, she turned around suddenly. Under the candlelight, her eyes were as bright as cat's eyes at night, with a strong sense of enchantment: " Let me make sure again, you really don't need a maid to warm your bed? This maid is beautiful, she is better at pleasing people, and she is also in excellent shape, she will definitely not let you down."
Beta suppressed the restless heat in her body, and shook her head firmly.
Angel was not disappointed either, she smiled and went up the stairs.
Beta let out a long breath, feeling a little annoyed. The negative effects of Yunlong's blood began to become apparent. If he had encountered such an ambiguous situation before, with a willpower of more than ten points, he would definitely be able to achieve peace of mind.
But now... His own willpower can no longer suppress his body's desire.
It seems that I have to find a way to suppress the impulse in this regard. Beta also went up the stairs and returned to her room to rest.
The next day, Beta was woken up by a maid knocking on the door. After going downstairs, after breakfast, Angel asked, "Let's go back now."
"I won't go back for the time being." Beta asked: "Angel, do you know anyone who can send a message to the king directly? I have something I want to talk to him about."
"Okay." Angel was very happy, she wished to spend a few more days with Beta: "Go over after breakfast?"
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Two hours later, the young king of Hollevin received one of his old ministers, and then heard a news that surprised him.
Beta, the lord of the wetland, wants to see himself and has something very important to talk to him about.
The king frowned. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to see this peer who made him give in twice, but he knew better that if there was no important matter, the other party would never want to see him.
That being the case, meet him and see what he has to say.