Noble Emblem

Chapter 967: 969 Where did so much money come from?

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Although the mercenaries are quite strong, but because of their resources and status, they will not have much confidence when facing the nobles.

Of course, mercenaries are at least much stronger than civilians and merchants. After all, if they are strong enough, they can ignore many restrictions on their status.

It's just that when the status of the nobles reaches a certain level, then even if the mercenaries are very powerful, they must give the nobles enough "respect". As for the Earl and the Marquis, even if the president of the Mercenary Union came, he had to give a proper salute.

Beta just nodded to the two of them and it was over.

As a mercenary, this style is extremely arrogant. Not to mention Billy, even Claire felt that this mercenary was too ostentatious.

Relying on the favor of the hostess, are you arrogant

Billy looked Beta up and down for a while, and said, "Ms. Monica, although this advice may be harsh, I still want to tell you."

Billy looked at Beta with extremely unfriendly eyes, and the four present knew what would happen next!

Monica waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say it, I know what you want to say. His words represent what I mean. If you don't like it, you don't have to listen."

Beta chuckled lightly.

Billy's face was livid because of Monica's choking, and he gasped. He has been an earl for more than 20 years, and no one has ever spoken like this in front of him. Even members of the royal family will abide by the necessary etiquette when facing him. This is an unspoken rule.

But now, he was first contradicted by a mercenary, and then 'slapped in the face' by an archbishop.

The title of archbishop sounds powerful, but its influence only works among believers, and in the noble class, the status of archbishop is equivalent to that of a baron.

Being polite to you is to give you face, and it is right to not be polite to you.

"Since Ms. Celia is like this, I have nothing to say." Billy calmed down, turned to Claire and said, "How about the Marquis and we leave together?"

"I'm sorry Earl Billy, I still have something I want to talk to Monica about."

Although Claire also felt that the mercenary in front of him was a bit outrageous. But he is not stupid. On the one hand, he wants to kill himself secretly and destroy his family; on the other hand, he is the archbishop who saved himself. compared to

Billy also guessed such an answer. He shrugged and said to Beta: "Some people think they are very powerful, but in fact, if they don't have a backer, they are nothing. They may even be beaten when they walk on the road."

Beta smiled and ignored him.

Billy couldn't get the expression he wanted from the other party, so he turned and left.

Compared with Beta's relaxed expression, Claire's expression suddenly became ugly: "He said this to me."

Monica also nodded aside and said, "It was also for me."

Now that Beta was a mercenary, even if Billy got angry again, as a nobleman, there was no need for him to personally threaten a small mercenary.

Then the object of his speech is very simple and clear.

Monica said to Claire, "Marquis, sit in the church."

When she spoke, her tone was much gentler.

Clayton was flattered at the moment: "Okay...Okay."

He couldn't help but look happy.

Beta said to Monica, "Then I'll go for a walk."

"Be careful yourself."

Beta nodded, turned and left the church.

Monica stood at the entrance of the church, watching Beta's figure disappear into the distance of the street before looking away.

And Claire kept looking at her face. Seeing that she had regained consciousness, she asked worriedly: "Ma'am, you seem to be very concerned about this mercenary. Who is he to you?"

"The creditor!" Monica said softly, "I owe him my life."

Claire immediately understood that the mercenary was Ms. Celia's savior, no wonder.

In fact, this is because Monica didn't speak clearly, and Claire made a mistake. What Monica meant was very simple, literally, if Beta didn't kill her, it meant she owed her life to the former.

What Claire heard meant that the mercenary saved Monica once, or lost the life of someone important because of it, such as a lover or something.

I feel that I have figured out Claire, and I feel that this world is too beautiful. Enduring the excitement in his heart, he followed Monica into the church.

He knows how rare a beautiful woman who knows how to be grateful is in this world. Such a woman is not only very suitable as an ally, but also quite suitable as a wife.

When Billy returned to the manor, he found a beautiful maid to vent for half an hour. After the anger in his heart completely disappeared, he sat back on the chair.

As a qualified nobleman, he is too aware that anger will cause fatal errors in his judgment, so he will keep himself awake before deciding on an important matter.

Everyone has different ways of clearing their minds. Some people like to wash their face with ice water, some people like to eat and drink, and Billy prefers to vent his desires.

Without desire, he can maintain absolute sanity for at least half an hour.

He even gave the time a name himself.

Sage time.

The situation about Archbishop Celia, Claire and others has been turning in his mind. He felt like he was starting to speculate on what the two of them would do in an alliance.

Then his thoughts suddenly fixed on a person.

That handsome mercenary who is a bit outrageous.

For some reason, Billy disliked this man very much, and in this dislike, he could even feel a little fear.

"Kill him first."

Billy had such an idea suddenly, and he even found the reason for himself.

Lord Celia seems to value this man very much, and this man may even be her male favourite. Killing him should drive the archbishop into a state of madness.

A lot of people are afraid of the enemy going crazy, but Billy doesn't see it that way. He feels that a crazy enemy is not scary, and it is even easy to find the opponent's weakness.

Billy already wants to see Bishop Celia go crazy now, as long as she goes crazy, the alliance with Marquis Claire will exist in name only. .

After ringing the copper bell, he let the butler come in and gave several orders, one of which was to find a way to assassinate the mercenary.

Beta continued to wander the streets. When it was almost evening, he felt that he seemed to be being watched, so he deliberately walked to a place with few people.

Then two hours later, Beta returned to the church. Claire was actually still in the church, happily chatting with Monica, while Monica responded indifferently.

It looks boring.

Then he saw Beta coming in, his eyes lit up immediately, he jumped up, and then ran over and asked, "Where have you been running all afternoon, and you haven't come back for dinner."

"Killed a few people." Beta said lightly.

Claire's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to see the majestic murderous aura overflowing from Beta's body for a moment just now, but then it disappeared in an instant, as if it was just an illusion.

Monica thought it was normal. She had investigated Beta long ago and knew that this man was not the kind of soft-hearted person, and it seemed that the deaths of millions of people in the Sanctuary of Light had an indirect relationship with him.

It is not uncommon for such a person to have exaggerated murderous intent.

"Who did you kill?" Monica asked with interest.

"Several assassins seem to be specifically targeting me." Beta thought for a while and said: "I will continue to go out tomorrow, lure out those enemies who are targeting me, and kill them one by one, indirectly weakening Billy's strength."

"The man sent by Billy?" Claire was a little surprised.

"Who else is there besides him? Don't think too much about it."

At this time, Monica turned to Claire and said, "Master Marquis, I'm very sorry, our church has to be concerned, and we will talk about it when we have a chance."

Claire really wanted to say that I would stay too, but he knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he said, "Okay, then I'll go back first. But I don't bring many guards, can you, my mercenary friend, escort you?" Me for a ride?"

Monica frowned.

Beta smiled and said, "Okay."

Then Beta and Claire left the church together. The two sat in the carriage, relatively silent, only heard the sound of the wheels of the carriage turning.

About ten minutes later, Claire couldn't help breaking the silence. Although he pretended to be calm, there was still some panic in his eyes: "My lord mercenary, what is your relationship with Ms. Celia?"

"Employers and employed." Beta replied expressionlessly.

Claire's tense expression relaxed slightly: "I don't know what kind of hobbies you have?"

"That's too much, but gold coins are my favorite." Beta lied casually.

Claire's expression brightened, and she hurriedly said, "In this case, how about I pay ten gold coins and hire you to protect my safety for a month?"

Beta saw the young man's mind clearly, and a helpless smile appeared on his face: "Do you know how much gold coins it costs Monica to hire me for a month?"

"How many?"

"Fifty gold coins a month." Beta chuckled: "And the payment is made at the beginning of each month, so I'm afraid I won't be satisfied and don't want to stay in the church anymore."

Claire's mouth widened: "It's impossible, even the master of magic is only at this price. Don't you think your role is greater than that of a master of magic?"

"Of course there is no comparison between me and a master of magic." Beta smiled a little badly: "But as long as Ms. Seria thinks I'm worth the price, that's fine."

"It's unreasonable."

Claire, who returned to her manor, fell into confusion. In his opinion, paying ten gold coins a month to hire a mercenary is already quite a prodigal behavior.

And Monica actually gave out fifty gold coins a month.

During the heyday of their Marquis Mansion, when their father had not passed away, the monthly income, excluding various expenses and miscellaneous expenses, was more than 50 gold coins.

But now, the net profit of the entire Marquis Mansion is less than thirty gold coins per month. He is willing to spend ten gold coins every month to hire a person, which is considered a hemorrhage.

Unexpectedly, Ms. Celia's handwriting was even bigger.

Where did she get so much money!