Beta followed the two siblings to a small manor, a very small manor. Even smaller than Kyle's old house. But even if it doesn't look good, their life should be much better than ordinary people, of course, on the premise of no debt.
Entering the house, Beta found that there was very little furniture in the room, not even a few chairs, let alone other home decorations.
The girl searched around the house and only found two chairs, but there were only three people here.
The young mercenary Rooney was a little embarrassed on the spot: "I'm sorry, almost all the things at home have been sold by my father."
Relying on the previous quarrel between them and the little fat nobleman, and seeing the situation now, Beta has already deduced the situation of this family in his mind.
It must be the father of these two people who owed a large amount of money, absolutely usury, and most of it was due to his gambling addiction. Only gambling and drugs can make a small wealthy family become like this, and there is no drug in this world, that can only be gambling.
Beta waved his hand, expressing his indifference, and then asked, "Do you want to talk to me?"
Rooney asked Beta to sit down first, and the girl ran to the kitchen, as if to get some things for entertaining guests.
When there were only two people in the living room, Rooney took a deep breath, and then asked solemnly: "Do you know, or do you know a person named Beta?"
Beta was a little puzzled: "Have you seen me?"
"You really are Lord Beta?"
It was a completely unexpected reaction from Beta. Rooney jumped up suddenly. The expression on his face was very intriguing, including disbelief and joy, but also mixed with fear.
Yes, fear.
Beta raised his head, looked into the other person's eyes, and asked, "Your reaction is very strange, why?"
"I... I... I."
Rooney opened his mouth and couldn't even speak coherently. He seemed to be in a state of losing control of his emotions.
Beta was not in a hurry, and sat calmly, waiting for the other party to calm down.
Rooney took several deep breaths, and gradually calmed down. After all, he is a professional close to the elite level, so he still has some control ability.
He sat back on the chair again, and asked with a look of fear and expectation: "Your Excellency is really Beta
"My name is Beta Leon. Any questions?"
Beta was not too surprised by Rooney's gaffe. He is now the Pope of the God of Wealth, and to some extent, he is at the same level as the king. If the other party knows his identity, it is not surprising that he behaves like this.
But in fact, Rooney didn't seem to know the identity of Pope Beta. He hesitated for a while and said: "I know what I will say next may be a bit unbelievable, but I can guarantee that what I say is true, just not I know whether you want to believe it or not."
Beta frowned curiously.
At this time, the younger sister came in with two cups of warm water and a plate of bitter vegetables, put them on the table, pretended to glance at Beta casually, and then left with a blushing face.
Bitter cabbage is actually a kind of pickled vegetable similar to radish. Using this kind of thing to entertain guests shows that this family is really poor.
Rooney didn't care about the things on the table anymore. He was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "My ancestors were once very powerful, about three hundred years ago..."
Beta's eyelids twitched. The word 'three hundred years ago' had a certain special meaning to him. He looked at the slightly familiar face of the other party, and vaguely understood something, and then his mind became foggy. All scattered, he already had the answer in his heart.
"From an ordinary person, he suddenly became a professional, and gained a great reputation, directly turning himself into an aristocrat, and then we, the descendants, also got some credit. It's just that we didn't live up to it, It gets worse and worse."
"My ancestor's name was..."
"Ash-Tori."
Beta rushed in front of him, said the words, and then continued: "I finally understand why I feel familiar when I look at you. You and your ancestors look a bit similar."
"Are you really Lord Beta mentioned in my ancestor's book? You actually lived to be more than three hundred years old?" Rooney's face was full of disbelief.
"Having the blood of the longevity species, it is not a strange thing to live longer." Beta said indifferently: "Ash left a book to record me?"
Rooney nodded.
Beta asked, "Can I see it?"
"Okay, no problem." Rooney stood up, took Beta to the storage room on the first floor, and then opened a wooden board on the ground to reveal the basement passage below.
"I grew up watching that book, Lord Beta, you are one of the people I admire the most."
Walking in front, Rooney said: "I thought that you, like your ancestors, had become a historical figure. I didn't expect that you were still alive and walked out of the dream. But the ancestors also said in the book Said, it may not be a dream, but a strange and exotic land similar to a spiritual world."
Beta sighed in her heart and didn't speak.
When the two reached the ground floor, a musty smell came over their faces. Rooney lit the candle in his hand, and the slightly dim yellow light filled the entire space.
The basement is full of bookshelves, filled with books, all kinds of books, even entertainment books such as knights. Beta estimated that there are more than 3,000 books here.
It doesn't sound like much, but in this dark age where the inheritance of civilization is very easy to be cut off, having so many books is a very exaggerated thing in itself.
Most of the books here looked very old, and Rooney went to look at the oldest bookshelf, which already smelled of decay. He took out a crumpled book from a slate box that was about to break, and said, "This is the diary written by my ancestors, that is, from the generation of Ash's ancestors, our family has collected books. This is our family’s greatest wealth, even if it’s my father, the gambler, even if he was forced to run around by debtors, he never thought of selling books here.”
"If any of the books here are sold, the gambling debt can be paid off, and there is still a slight surplus, but even so, he has never thought about it. So I think my father still has a bottom line, but he really Can't quit gambling."
"Why don't you sell one of the less important books?" Beta didn't understand.
Rooney put the old book in front of Beta, as if on a pilgrimage: "This is what you taught Ash's ancestors, and it has always been the ancestral motto of our family."
"The force and the body will eventually perish, only the inherited knowledge can last forever."