Noble Emblem

"Just for a woman, crying like a dog by the smelly ditch, is it worth it?"

does it worth? These three words pierced the heartbreak of the strong man like a spike. He kept screaming and struggling, like a fish on the shore, unable to breathe, exhausted with all his strength, and bounced on the ribs. But the upper body still couldn't move. He tried to poke with his hands and kick the other's feet, but there was a magic light film on the other's body to prevent his movement.

"You bastard, let me go." The strong man's eyes showed a fierce light: "If you don't let go of me, I will kill you."

Beta's gaze was still very indifferent: "I remember you're called Augustine. You dare to shout and kill me. When you face that aristocratic youth at noon, you just let others fight, let alone fight back, company I do n’t dare to say a lot of words, because I ca n’t kill you if I get it right, and that person may kill you, right? ”

The brawny body trembled, and he no longer struggled, but his eyes were full of indignation.

Beta's words, like a sharp blade, directly cut the last concealer in the other's heart.

At this time, Augustine only felt that he was placed under everyone's eyes naked, and behind the dim windows around, there were countless dark figures standing there, laughing at him, which made him feel ashamed to death.

"He's a noble, just like you." Half of Augustine's face was drenched in rain, turbid, and earthy muddy water poured from a nostril, and he growled from his mouth while roaring. Spraying the mud is like spraying out my anger and anger: "I'm just a civilian, an ironsmith who doesn't even have a few silver coins. How can I fight him, and how can I fight you nobles?"

Full of helpless language, full of unwilling roar, spreading in the rainy night, many people heard it, most of them were silent, because like Augustine, they are only the bottom staff, there is no way to advance, more There is no way to change the fate of their offspring, they can only move on from place to generation, and it is even possible that future generations will be worse off than themselves.

A small number of people sneered. These people are either the privileged class or the special elements who have the ability and ability or have connections. They feel disapproved of Augustine's words, and they even think that this person is a bit ridiculous.

It ’s just civilians. It ’s not bad to kill you. Do you still want to fight the nobility?

Beta smiled, let go of her feet, and said to the man, "Stand up!"

Augustine covered his cheeks and stood up. The aristocratic youth had amazing strength in front of him. He even had the illusion that the half of his face on which he had been trampled had rotted, and now he didn't have any reason.

"How do you want to humiliate me?"

"It's just a woman, it's not worth it."

Augustine shouted angrily: "What do you know, I really love Marilyn, how can you, the nobles who treat feelings as children's dramas, understand the loyal love of our common people."

"The word loyalty shouldn't just be unilateral." Beta smiled. "If that woman values ​​your relationship as much as you do, then you've been snatched away by your wife, and you're trying to find me. I understand. Keeping you in your heart, your style will only make her feel that her choice is not wrong. "

Augustine's eyes were full of speechless grievances: "If you were me, what could you do?"

"I'll find a way to make myself stronger," Beta said indifferently. "Then it's as simple as taking back my woman."

"That's how you can become stronger, but I'm just a blacksmith and have nothing." Augustine said mockingly: "If you are in my position, maybe you're not even as good as me."

"Perhaps so," Beta said with approval. "I may be worse than you, but I believe I will never be as decadent as you are. I am as dry as a wild dog who has lost his place."

Augustine snorted and didn't want to care about Beta anymore, but at this time he realized that he was so noisy with the nobleman in front of him, he felt much better. The pain of being betrayed was still stinging, making him want to go mad, but he was already able to control his emotions, and would not let himself be as ill as before.

"Anyway, it's still a matter of strength." Augustine shook his head vigorously, shaking off the rain on his face, and shaking off his tears: "If I can be as powerful and powerful as you, don't say Taking back Marilyn, that guy didn't even dare to appear in front of me. "

"Yes. Strength is important. This is the basis for people to stand in this world." Beta smiled slightly: "I can give you strength, do you dare to accept it?"

Augustine glared at each other: "Noble Lord, are you teasing me?"

"You can't believe it, I don't care. But if you want to take back your wife, follow me."

After Beta spoke, she turned and left.

Augustine looked at the young and handsome nobleman, holding a white umbrella, and entered into a hotel gracefully.

He stood in place and let the rain fall on himself. He felt that the surface of his body was cold and cold because of the rain, but he knew that in his heart, a fiery flame was burning. At first this was just a small cluster of flames, but now it has burned into a bright flame, just like the sun at noon.

After half a meeting, Augustin took a deep breath, and then stepped into the hotel.

This hotel is the best hotel in the city. In normal times, Augustine would never dare to approach this place, because he knew he was not qualified. But now it is different. When he walked into the hotel, he was not blocked in any way. Instead, the waiters nodded to him, even with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Even though he is so destitute now, even if he is down in the grass, even though he is now covered in mud, but no one dares to speak out to drive him away, but has to pretend to have a smile on his face.

Is this the effect of power?

Momming was a little more glorious in Augustine, and he naturally asked to the side, "Which room is that adult?"

Room 7 on the fourth floor.

The waiter replied respectfully. Augustine looked at his wolf howling, and looked at the luxury embellished in the hotel. He couldn't help laughing, and tears came out again.

Beta is in the fourth floor room.

Shirley was sitting next to her in pink pajamas, smiling, "I didn't think you would take care of it. I never thought you were still soft."

"It's not soft-hearted, but I think that man has potential." Beta said lightly.

"Yes, yes, yes, it has potential." Shirley Jiao said in an ironic sentence: "He can definitely become a professional as strong as Kyle, is this the head office? You guys, you just like to talk right and wrong."

Beta also sighed in his heart. He didn't want to care about it, but he didn't know why, so he went ahead and took it into his hands.

"Go and call Jessica."

Shirley nodded, returned to the bedroom interior, and brought Jessica, who had slumbered over. At this time, Augustine also just walked to the door of the room. He looked at Shirley, who was as beautiful as a flower, and stunned. After a while, he stumbled into the room.

"Thinking?" Beta asked.

Augustin nodded eagerly, and by this time he knew what kind of benefits power could bring. The young aristocrat just left a word in front of him, and he was able to go in and out of such places freely. Those who looked down on him now are jealous of him. With such a big change, he already knows that he does not want to be a little Blacksmith.

"My name is Beta. This is Shirley and Jessica. I will give Jessica blood later, and then let Jessica give you strength, and you will become a professional."

"Then I can become a person with power?" Augustine asked.

"It's just a starting point. I'll give you a starting point. What path you can take depends on your own choice."

Beta smiled, then drew out the sword, and said to Jessica, "Come here, I want to seize you as my knight."

Jessica's eyes brightened, and she trot happily to Beta, squatting down on the ground like a siberian husky.

Beta put her sword on Jessica's shoulder.

Then everyone saw the strange magic light on Jessica's body, and after a while, it dissipated. Even ordinary people like Augustine felt that Jessica was much stronger.

Seeing this, Augustine couldn't help licking his lower lip.

"Go on, book this man as your second knight." Beta said to Jessica.

About three minutes later, Augustine stood up from the magic light. He looked at his hands that had faded away, and he couldn't believe it. He looked at his smooth, youthful skin as a teenager, and felt the power in his body. The heart beats, feeling the strength in his muscles, and he can't help but growl his head and growl ~ www.readwn.com ~ he is so excited, he is very clear that he has become a professional.

But his roar was less than half, and it stopped because Shirley cast a silence on him.

"Noisy."

Augustine took an apologetic glance at Shirley, and then motioned for the beauty to unravel the magic on her body. He asked, "Mr. Beta, I know very well that there is no goodwill for no reason in this world, and what price I have to pay. "

"Become my subordinate forever, how much does it cost?"

Augustine knelt on one knee: "My master, as you wish. But please give me two days and let me handle some things."

"No problem, go do it yourself."

Osteen bent down to salute and exited the room.

After leaving the hotel, he saw that the white fish belly had appeared on the sky, and his smile filled his cheeks: "The dawn is here."