Noble Emblem

Chapter 651: 652 Soldiers do not shed blood

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Seeing Beta's worry, Angel wiped his body and said, "Judy is fine, but she is a little tired. She is sleeping next door. Jessica is cleaning her body."

Hearing this, Beta breathed a sigh of relief. If an ordinary woman was tossed about by him like this, she would probably die. Fortunately, Judy is in good health. This is also the reason why powerful professionals seldom find non-professional women as wives. The gap between the two parties is too large. If they become excited and cannot hold back, ordinary women will die directly.

"But you're too rough, how can you do it when you catch Judy alone." Angel slapped Beta's vitals hard with a towel: "Obviously you can find someone to rotate, such as Jessica, and... "

Beta explained helplessly: "Judy has a special aphrodisiac smell, and I can't control myself at all."

Angel is very seductive and generous. When he wiped Beta's body, he didn't show any shyness or awkwardness. She even cleaned Beta's natal sword carefully. Beta, on the contrary, felt a little embarrassed.

After wiping Beta's body, the basin of water became shiny, and all the wing crumbs stained on Beta's body were cleaned into it.

"Okay. Go to sleep again, I have to go to rest." Angel wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand: "I have to go to rest too, you have been tossing for nearly a day and a night, and there is no one in the whole manor Can sleep well."

Beta was even more embarrassed immediately, but he really didn't have much strength.

Although Angel used to be a queen, she is actually very good at taking care of people. After covering Beta with the quilt, she poured out the dirty water and went to the next room to check on Judy who was still sleeping soundly.

Then he sighed slightly.

The current Judy is unbelievably beautiful. Although Judy is pretty enough in a normal state, her face is always cold and she doesn't know how to flirt. But now Judy, with a flushed face and a satisfied smile on her face, that kind of sexual happiness that comes from the bones, not to mention men, even women are moved by it.

"Eighteen hours... Both of them are livestock."

Angel, who returned to her room, immediately changed her clothes. When she helped Beta wipe her body just now, she couldn't help but let the pants on her lower body get wet again. They were sticky and uncomfortable to wear.

After changing her clothes, she lay down on the bed and started thinking wildly.

Although I can be considered a professional, but my strength is not strong, I definitely can't bear Beta's tossing for more than ten hours, so I have to find one or two helpers. Jessica? Julie? Bridget

Julie doesn't seem to be Beta's woman, but it's not a big problem to find a way to win her over. As for Brigitte, it's meat that Beta can eat or not, and she is completely an orthodox woman from the North Country.

Thinking wildly, Angel soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Beta woke up,

He went downstairs, where everyone was already having breakfast.

Judy is also here... I don't know if it's an illusion, but the stardust on her butterfly wings seems to be brighter again.

Everyone in the Silver Wing Mercenary Corps was also there, and when they saw Beta, they all showed admiration and ambiguous smiles.

Beta and Julie were too noisy yesterday, even though they were guarding in the garden, they could vaguely hear some movement.

They had been mentally prepared for the fact that Beta and their leader were a pair, but they didn't expect that Beta would be so 'brave'. In this world, both men and women will have a positive attitude towards the endurance of men. After all, the more primitive the society, the more direct the worship of reproduction.

When Judy saw Beta, although she still blushed slightly, her eyes no longer shyly dodged around. She just watched Beta walk down so generously, as if the tenderness in her eyes was about to overflow.

"Okay, you two stop showing affection, Beta is going to have breakfast at your place, you must be hungry too."

This was said by Angel, and among all the people, only Angel dared to talk to Beta like that.

In fact, Beta was quite embarrassed in his heart, but the thick skin he had trained in the game for many years allowed him to greet everyone calmly, and then sat at the main seat, quietly eating the breakfast that had been prepared for him.

The atmosphere in this world is relatively open, and it didn't take long for everyone to stop caring about this matter.

When it was almost noon, a carriage appeared at the gate of the manor, accompanied by several guards.

At this time, the Silver Wing Mercenary Group was in charge of defense. They had already received the news and immediately brought the big man who got off the carriage to the backyard of the manor.

In the backyard, the sound of wooden swords intersecting kept ringing, and Beta was teaching Rooney swordsmanship.

Although Rooney became a warrior by relying on the books left by his family, his knowledge in the books was shallow, and his mercenary career was still very short, which did not bring him much combat experience.

Therefore, Beta can only teach himself.

Although Rooney has not only a long sword but also a small wooden shield in his hand, and Beta specially suppressed his strength and speed to the same level as the opponent, Tanni was still abused unilaterally.

The gap between combat experience and consciousness is really too big.

It can be said that as soon as Rooney took a step, Beta guessed his next move, and then the attack route was blocked.

"The action is too obvious, restrain yourself."

Snapped! With a sound, Beta's wooden sword struck Rooney's wrist,

"Don't look where you are going to strike, look into the enemy's eyes."

Snapped!

"The steps are too heavy, be more light."

Snapped!

"Let you be more agile, not swaying around"

Snapped!

When Patriarch Charles was taken to the backyard, he saw Beta wearing a magic robe and holding a wooden sword, torturing Rooney to death.

Didn't the youngest son of the Green family become a red robe? How could he be so good at swordsmanship

Although he is not a professional, Patriarch Charles has seen many swordsmanship masters, and he can barely see that Beta's melee combat strength is indeed quite powerful.

At this time, he also heard several mercenaries discussing: "Bei... Your Excellency Cook's swordsmanship skills should be no worse than master fighters, right? Rogge, what do you think?"

"Anyway, I don't want to be an enemy of him. Melee combat is no worse than fighters of the same level, and he can use magic. Fuck you. Magicians are tough enough."

Patriarch Charles frowned. He had been sizing up the members here just now... a beautiful girl in a maid uniform holding a towel, and several soldiers who looked like mercenaries, all of whom had experienced battles for a long time.

The most important thing is the owner here, with brown hair and golden eyes, looks kind and kind, but he has the arrogance that only someone with a high position and power can do.

Beta forced Rooney back with a sword, and said to him: "Practice more basic swordsmanship, you grow too fast and your foundation is not strong."

Rooney is now completely convinced. His master is obviously a magic-based professional, but in terms of melee combat ability, he completely crushes himself, and the other party's guidance made him understand some of his previous mistakes in swordsmanship.

Jessica brought up a clean towel, and Beta firmly wiped the sweat on her forehead, then turned her head and smiled at Patriarch Charles: "Ronna-Charles... Maybe it should be said this way, the first time we meet, Your Excellency Patriarch Charles, here Not a place to talk, please come with me."

The two went up to the study on the second floor. In this newly furnished study room, there are not many books, and there is even a smell of new furniture and a faint smell of paint.

"Your Excellency dared to come here alone, it was really beyond my expectation." Beta smiled: "I originally thought that you would not come under such rude conditions, just give me a reason to catch you all."

When Beta received the Green family blood certificate, the Assassin's Guild kindly gave information about the Green family's enemy, the Charles family. Judging from the data, this Charles family is not a good thing. They have done a lot of slave trading, bullying men and women.

The Green family was wiped out because they overlapped with them in terms of gaining benefits.

Beta is not a saint, so naturally he will not truly avenge the Green family, but for such a disgusting family as Charles, it is unreasonable not to let them pay some price.

Beta smiled slightly: "Not here, but you are here."

Charles also smiled: "If you were the real heir of the Green family, of course I wouldn't come. But you're not, so I'm here."

Beta was called out of identity, neither nervous nor anxious: "You have no evidence."

"No evidence is needed." Patriarch Charles smiled slightly: "As long as I know, I will tell others that you are the real youngest son of Green."

Beta smiled and said nothing.

"Tell me, what kind of conditions are needed to let my family go?" The wrinkles on the old Rona's face seemed to be trembling: "I know you're after us, don't bleed, this time we can't escape gone."

"Don't try to struggle?" Beta looked at each other.

Rona smiled wryly: "No matter how hard you struggle, a foreign woman is enough to wipe out our family. In addition, there is a mercenary group under her name. I asked someone to observe them quietly. They are all very strong, and I can feel it. You are waiting for us to fight back, once we fight back, the Charles family will definitely have to be removed."

"Rather than end up with the whole family perishing, it is better to surrender directly. Even if the loss is huge, as long as the bloodline is preserved, then at least one or two hundred years later, we still have hope of recovery."

Beta looked at the middle-aged man with some admiration in his heart. No matter how many bad things the other party has done, at least as a patriarch, the other party is extremely courageous and has strong judgment ability.

"I need a lot of gold coins and supplies. In addition, the most notorious people in your family must die. How to die is up to you."

Beta's words were so outrageous that it was almost unacceptable.

Rona closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and said slowly, "Okay, the gold coins and heads will be delivered tomorrow, and you will definitely be satisfied."

A few minutes later, Patriarch Charles left, and many powerful spies near the manor also withdrew.

The next day, Charles sent 20 boxes full of gold coins to Green Manor, as well as more than a dozen bloody heads, three of which were the direct blood of the Charles family.

This incident directly caused an uproar in Laguo County. Cook, the youngest son of the Green family, has almost become a topic of discussion among all the nobles these days.

The City Lord's Mansion held a banquet, and the Green family, who were originally on the fringes of the upper class, were naturally invited.

Rooney held the invitation with a look of disbelief.

"Master, that Patriarch Charles clearly knew that we were counterfeit. Why didn't he dare to report us as fakes to the royal family? Instead, he admitted that he had given us so much money and even killed some of his own people."

"Because he doesn't want to touch stones with our eggs." Beta said slowly: "Because he doesn't want to die."

Rooney shook his head vigorously, expressing his incomprehension.

Beta explained: "Even if he knows that we are fake, there is nothing he can do. Because our strength is far superior to them. The head of the Charles family is a very decisive person. He judges that we are fake, and even more so. If we want to become real, then we must destroy the Charles family and avenge the original Green family. This is the best way to prove ourselves. He understood this, so he felt that instead of letting us destroy the Charles family, It's better to cut off your five fingers and play a play with us, this will not only help us confirm our identity, but also minimize the loss suffered by the Charles family."

"Won't they be reconciled?"

"Of course they are not reconciled. They definitely want to chop us all into meat, but they can only hold it in their hearts. Because they have no ability to retaliate."

Rooney felt trembling all over his body. To him, this level of confrontation was a matter of another world: "Master, I have to say, you are the most treacherous nobleman I have ever seen."

Beta was a little upset: "Are you belittling me?"

Rooney shook his head vigorously: "It's a compliment."

At this time, Angel came over from the side. She put on a low-cut, low-cut and waist-length dress. Half of the skirt was long, and the other half was short. Half of her left thigh was exposed. She was white and tender. tempting.

She is Beta's dance partner at tonight's banquet... Compared with the cold Judy, the long-sleeved and good at dancing Angel is naturally more suitable to appear at the Santo's banquet together.

The carriage had already been prepared, and Beta and Angel came to sit in the carriage.

Laguo County City Lord's Mansion is located on the mountainside, the road up the mountain is a bit rough, and the carriage is very wobbly.

Originally, the two were standing a little far away, staggering, but they got close to each other, and Angel was almost lying in Beta's arms.

Angel is entangled with Beta, and the entanglement is a little tight, and it is not easy for Beta to forcefully push him away.

Angel's body has a faint scent of roses, which smells very comfortable. The low-cut neckline is opened wider because of the half-lying position. Two balls of milky white, drop-shaped jelly, because of the shaking of the carriage, are on the neckline. It was jumping back and forth, as if it would jump out if it tried harder.

"I think you should go see Emma sometime." Angel pressed her slender fingers on Beta's heart: "She has to support a sect by herself. She is under a lot of pressure and needs a man's comfort."

Beta felt a little ridiculous: "She is a saint."

"As I said, you can go through the back door." Angel smiled sweetly and tiredly: "If you don't know how to go, I can teach you personally, and you won't be charged tuition."