No one objected to Beta's name. Although the name was weird, even the newborn Avila and other elves didn't have any objections, let alone others. .Beta's weight in the Wealth Sect now fully matches his status. The Pope... He can rule on the secular affairs of the Wealth Sect, and even the goddess will not object.
Besides, the word beckoning cat, I don't know why, it sounds inexplicably emotional.
"Thank you for the name given by the Pope." Avila lowered her head, full of joy.
For her, the past as a drow was simply a dark day that she couldn't bear to look back on. The nature of the elves is very good, as long as they get rid of the influence of the spider queen, they will soon return to the original elegant and beautiful race.
On the contrary, Beta is a little strange, why for thousands of years, no one and no sect thought of large-scale 'salvation' of the drow elves. But he figured it out after a little thought.
Although the drow elves are sinister and dissolute, they are very sexy and beautiful. As long as they are caught, 90% of them will become slaves played by the nobles. The dissolute nature of the drow elves also makes them have no resistance to this, and even likes to survive in the human world by relying on the strong. In the end, because of their desire and ambition, they betrayed the original owner, and then they were surrounded by other humans. put out.
This has been repeated for thousands of years, and no one even thinks about saving the drow elves.
Slave merchants need to redeem and sell them to make money, and nobles play with their bodies. The priests of the major Kosmos religions, from the soul to the body, "purify" them to prove the holiness and nobility of the sect to the believers.
In the minds of ordinary people, the drow race sounds very strong, but in essence, the entire race is suppressed by humans in the underground world, leading a life of darkness. Even on the ground, they are just pawns for the "interests" of many organizations and forces.
The 'goods' that can make people make money are also beautiful toys, so why save them
But this is from the perspective of the race. If you look at individual human beings or a small area, drow elves suffer from jock itch. Although it is not fatal, there is no way to completely wipe it out. It is impossible for human beings to go to the underground world. Go face-to-face with the drow elves, no amount of soldiers will be enough.
Many human regions have been harassed and attacked by drow elves for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Blood and tears.
Many righteous people, or high-level human beings, also want to eliminate the drow elves, but they can't find a good way, so they can only endure it and guard against the invasion of the drow elves.
However, Beta is different from them. He comes from the thoughts on the earth, which makes him view the world quite differently.
Now that she knew that the Spider Queen was most likely one of her enemies, Beta was already mentally prepared to deal with her.
Since the spider queen's family members are drow elves, I will find a way to dig them over.
Break your roots!
More than a hundred drow... No, more than a hundred lucky cats, which is already a considerable force, but it is absolutely impossible to deal with the entire drow race.
"Now you are divided into four teams and go out in four directions. Collect drow slaves in Hollevin and buy them back." Beta smiled slightly: "Of course, you also have to take care of yourself. After all, the elves , whether it is the forest elves, drow elves, or your lucky cats, they are definitely the sweet pastry in the eyes of the nobles, and they are also the gold coins that can move around in the eyes of the slave hunters. Even, your former kin, the drow elves may also Attack you. So, if you are in danger, save yourself as the first priority, people can save you later, and your own safety is the most important, understand?"
Avila's eyes filled with emotion: "Thank you His Majesty the Pope for your concern."
The other beckoning cats half-kneeling at the back have similar expressions.
No wonder they were like this. When they were still drows, every time they were assigned missions, they were always accompanied by a huge pressure. If the mission fails, being punished and abused is just a trivial matter, and if it is serious, it will even be thrown to feed the mistress spider.
Those who failed the mission, if they returned to the clan, had at most a 40% chance of surviving, but now, the Pope told them that their own lives were the most important.
This comparison... It's a world of difference.
"Shirley, give them a more advanced course of action, and in addition, give them enough funds for action."
Shirley nodded: "I understand... Then, the woman just now, what position do you plan to give her?"
Kolodia is a demigod-level powerhouse, but her soul has disappeared, and her body has been severely injured. Now Pamela has occupied her body. The soul and body cannot be synchronized in a short period of time, and her strength is greatly reduced. , now only barely surpasses the strength of the master level.
But her foundation is very good, very good. Beta believes that if Pamela wants to become a demigod, she will be able to succeed within a hundred years at most.
"She is the divine avatar of Eros, I wonder if she can accept the thoughts of Goddess Woking."
Beta was a little embarrassed. Now he felt a little grateful to Pamela, but he didn't fully trust her. And from the perspective of recruiting talents, Beta felt that she should be given enough trust, but he didn't like Cupid's chaotic and neutral habits, and he always felt that it would disturb the steps of Woking City.
"Anyway, her soul imprint is in your hands. It doesn't matter if she accepts it or not." Shirley smiled, her beautiful face full of indifference: "If she is willing to integrate into us, of course it is a good thing. If not Integrate, let’s deal with the situation. It’s up to you to decide whether to kill or let go. Eros... is not good at fighting, let alone a half-disabled divine clone."
Beta also thinks it makes sense: "Let's leave it to you to deal with it, and try to give her a sense of belonging to our Woking City."
"Don't worry." Shirley waved her hand to let the half-kneeling lucky cats leave, and then approached Beta, she straightened the latter's clothes: "When will you take me out for a walk, although you can help me do things in Woking City, I don't have any complaints, but I want to be by your side more."
Beta was silent for a while: "Then how about you train a trustworthy successor?"
"You said it." Shirley narrowed her eyes and smiled. The smile was very simple and very happy: "I can't go back on my word."
Beta also laughed when she looked at Shirley, who was showing a childish mentality at this time.
The two chatted for a while, and Beta teleported to France.
After Beta left, Shirley asked Pamela to come over.
The two divine avatars looked at each other, and they were equally beautiful.
About half a minute later, Shirley smiled first: "Ms. Pamela, I am very glad that you can come to our city of Woking."
Pamela nodded, of course she could see that Shirley and Woking looked exactly alike. And Shirley is a 'toy' given to Beta by the goddess, and Pamela is quite clear about what this represents.
"I am also very happy to be invited by His Majesty Beta to come to this city and work for him."
Pamela's meaning was obvious: I was brought by Beta, I only listen to him, don't even try to order me casually.
Between two handsome guys, as long as they are not bent, there will be more or less resistance, and the same is true for beautiful women.
In the world, Shirley has no rival in appearance except Judy. But Judy is of a different race and Beta's real woman, so she doesn't want to argue with Judy, it's pointless.
But Pamela is different, she is also a divine avatar, and she is also good at management. In other words, the 'positioning' of the two of them has collided.
"You were indeed brought by Beta, and he even reshaped your body." Although Shirley was sitting and even looked up at Pamela, her eyes and aura showed that she was the The condescending person: "But Beta doesn't have much trust in you, let alone have any feelings. If you want Beta not to drive you away in the future, you'd better learn to integrate with us."
Pamela frowned, and then she sighed helplessly, the three pairs of light wings behind her seemed to be a little dimmer.
"Okay, tell me what to do."
"It seems that you are determined to impress Beta." Shirley's expression was a little surprised, but it was more of an expression of catching your 'painful foot': "As far as I know, You have not been with Beta for a long time, and Beta has coerced you. I don’t believe in love at first sight. I think you are more likely to have another reason, such as deliberately approaching him to find his weakness , or rather, want to find an opportunity to assassinate him."
Pamela was silent for a long time.
Shirley's expression gradually became cold.
After a while, Pamela finally grew up, and her tone was resentful and scary: "Actually, I have seen Beta more than three hundred years ago."
"Ok?"
"It's not the beta in the current form, but the pure soul form." Pamela said happily: "At that time, I was just thrown into the main world by the mother goddess. One day, a believer said that he picked up a strange stuff. Then I asked him to offer it, and found out that it was a strange, sleeping soul that even ordinary people could see."
Shirley was taken aback: "It's Beta?"
"Yes, it's Beta." Pamela continued: "At that time, he had no body, just an egg-shaped soul, but for some reason, he had a strange attraction. I like it very much, and I will instill some in him every day. Divine power, or some mild magical power, also watched his soul become active day by day."
"Just one day, he suddenly disappeared. Someone stole it. I don't know who did it."
There was a little anger in Pamela's eyes, but then it became joyful: "After more than three hundred years, he had a body, and I didn't recognize him. But some time ago, I accidentally entered his soul , discovered that in his soul world, there is hidden power that belongs to me. The power that I sent out three hundred years ago."