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Noble Emblem

A young Brave walked out of his village, gathered companions to his side, defeated the Great Demon King, became famous, then came back with beauties in hand! This was a legend that appears in the world of Seyrol every 200 years! Our protagonist, however, isn’t a Brave. Even so, for over a thousand years his figure has loomed throughout its history. Unwittingly, the name of the Red Priest began to resound throughout the world. Red Priest’s legend included extraordinary sword techniques and magic, erudite knowledge, and an almost prophetic ability to lead young Braves toward the proper path. People of the world think of him as a descendent of the ancient Golden Race which led to his omnipotence. In essence, however, this was just the characteristics of the profession known as ‘Noble’. A word from the fabulousest translator/editor on Earth which is me I took upon this translation/editing project for the same reason I started translating my first Chinese novel. There are just too many big ass gems buried in a deep cesspool. I've long guessed that Qidian stopped introducing good Chinese novels on this platform in order to give some breathing room for English (and other) originals, but I don't agree with such approach. From a reader's standpoint, it is such a shame that we don't even know how many brilliant works we are missing because of the language barrier. To be honest, I'm mainly copypasting from the site called Novelhi. It is a really good resource and their machine translation is the best I've seen so far, and they also translate up to the latest available chapter. Still, they have several issues. For some reason they always miss the last paragraph which make you can missout on a potentially very important information related to a story, and they also have parts where just a couple of words gets repeated for a whole paragraph and it actually replaces the original text. They also translate an ad together with a chapter which is immersion breaking. I'll be correcting the inherent sins of such MTL with manual editing and translation and I will also polish some rough edges so that the readers will have as much seemless reading experience as possible. You will definitely have a better time reading this than me for sure

Shallowman · Fantaisie
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400 Chs

Just powerful

"Esteemed guests, may I know why you have come to the Doyle Clan?" The old man was a close-combat professional. There was a huge sword beside him that was almost as tall as he was. According to common sense on Earth, it was impossible for a human to wield such a huge weapon. However, in this world of magic, anything was possible. "If we have offended you in any way, please let us know."

This was already a very humble gesture. Hearing this, the surrounding people all had an incredulous expression on their faces. This old man had always been one of the pillars of the Doyle family. He had resolved countless dangers for the family. In the past, he had met powerful enemies and had shown weakness. However, in the decades when he was about to become a Master, he had never bowed down to anyone.

But now, he had bowed down to two young people.

How could this not surprise the others?

Seeing this scene, Sodus' body, which was originally uncomfortable due to the electric shock, became even more stiff. He had just imagined that these two people would be captured by the strong people of his family. Then, he would have the chance to take revenge for the humiliation he had suffered. He might even have the chance to kiss that woman. But now, his family had actually bowed down first. What should he do?

"One step away from becoming a Master." Beta sized up the old man for a while and then said with a smile, "Seeing that you're old, I won't cause trouble for you. Step aside, or take me to see your patriarch. Otherwise, if you fight with me and I injure you severely, it'll be almost impossible for you to become a master."

Unlike young people, it was very difficult for an old professional to advance further because his body was almost at its limit. If he was seriously injured, his body would not be able to fully recover like a young person. Various hidden injuries would be left behind, and even magic would not be able to heal them. At that time, it would be almost impossible for him to become a Master.

Beta knew how difficult it was for an ordinary NPC to become a Master. He did not want to personally ruin the dream of an old man.

The old man's body trembled slightly when he heard this. He then sighed. "Since I have been hired by the Doyle family, I must do my job well. It's true that I'm no match for the two of you, but if I just step aside like this, I won't have the face to stay in this city anymore … So, you have to tell me why you're here. "

His words were very humble. When the surrounding people heard this, they all felt sad. At this moment, they could also see that the two people in front of them were definitely not people that their Doyle Clan could contend against.

Morale immediately plummeted. Many people even lowered their weapons or put them away.

As for Sodus, his heart was like dead ashes.

Seeing this, Beta smiled in his heart. He took out a coat of arms from his clothes and flicked it in front of the old man. "Yesterday, I was attacked by more than 20 professionals. After killing them, I found this on their bodies, so I had to come here and let you explain."

The old man took the coat of arms, and as soon as he looked at it, his expression changed. The coat of arms was indeed the Doyle family's Morning Star Flower.

After a moment of hesitation, the old man said, "I believe that someone deliberately impersonated the Morning Star Flower family. After all, we have no grudge against you. In fact, we haven't even seen you before."

Beta smiled. "Who says there's no grudge between us?"

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed Sodus forward. Sodus staggered a few steps forward.

"This must be one of the young masters of your Doyle family. A few days ago, he came to me arrogantly and said that he wanted to teach me a lesson, but I taught him a lesson instead. That should have been the end of the matter, but not long after I left Harvey City, I was attacked on the road. The attacker had the coat of arms of your Morning Star Flower family. Isn't this too much of a coincidence? I can't help but think of the worst. "

Sodus's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He shouted with all his strength, "I didn't!"

"Young master Sodus …" The old man's eyes were filled with deep disappointment.

He didn't believe that Sodus would hire someone to ambush a noble. After all, there were more than 20 professionals, which was more than the entire Doyle family had. He was disappointed that Sodus had offended a powerful noble and had given others an excuse to frame the Doyle family. If he couldn't even see who he could offend and who he couldn't, how could he become a competent heir in the future?

"I really didn't." Sodus felt very wronged.

The old man shook his head and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll go inform the patriarch."

Beta nodded. "You'd better hurry. I don't have much patience."

The old man sighed, turned around, and went into the big villa.

Beta stood outside the door, waiting calmly. Shirley leaned on his side like a little bird.

All the professionals here were men. Almost all of their gazes fell on Shirley's face … After all, it was very difficult to control one's gaze when such a beautiful woman was standing in front of them.

Sodus stood where he was, feeling depressed and helpless. After this incident, his position in the patriarch's heart, which was also his father's, would definitely plummet. He had actually provoked two experts … He was very clear that this incident had nothing to do with him, but no matter what, he was the one who caused the trouble. If he hadn't gone to the Doyle family to cause trouble a few days ago, the mastermind definitely wouldn't have thought of framing the Doyle family.

Sodus was not the only son of the Doyle family. He had older brothers and younger brothers, and the age difference between them wasn't big. Originally, his chances of inheriting the family were not very high. After today's incident, his chances of inheriting the family had almost dropped to the lowest point.

The bitterness in his heart made Sodus want to cry. He didn't understand why he was so stupid and stupid to actually want to cause trouble for a noble.

The more than 50 private guards surrounding the villa looked at Sodus with different expressions. Some were sympathetic, some were regretful, and of course, some were gloating. Every noble family, as long as they had more than one heir, would usually separate into different factions. This was very normal.

Without letting Beta wait for long, the old man quickly came out of the room. He said to Beta, "The patriarch is willing to explain to you. Please follow me, sir … and Third Young Master, you should also come with us. The patriarch also wants to see you now."

Sodus was stunned for a moment, and then he felt deep despair. He knew very well that this meeting with the patriarch would definitely not be a good thing.

The four of them entered the villa, stepped on the luxurious white fur carpet, and went all the way to the second floor.

Discussing business with an honored guest in the study was a custom that was deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

There were four people sitting in the study: one middle-aged man, and three young men.

The four of them looked somewhat similar. Obviously, they were related by blood. Seeing Beta and Shirley, the four of them all stood up. When Sodus saw them, he slightly shivered.

The middle-aged man seemed to have the charisma of a mature man. He was wearing a common white noble short suit with a gold belt around his waist.

In the noble tradition of Hollevin, wearing a gold belt was a very noble practice. Because the gold belt was engraved with many artistic patterns or miniature carvings, it was not just a simple display of money, because a good gold belt could not be bought with money.

Of course, no matter how these nobles talked about the benefits and artistic value of the gold belt, Beta was not interested in it at all. In the eyes of most players, wearing a gold belt was definitely a very vulgar behavior.

Unless the gold belt was some kind of special equipment or magic item.

The middle-aged man stared at Shirley for two seconds and then moved his eyes to Beta. He slightly bowed and said, "Honorable Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Cleveland Dole, the patriarch of the Dole family."

"Beta Lyon, the Lord of the Wetlands." Beta's face was expressionless.

Hearing that, Cleveland felt that the back of his teeth was a bit painful. The Doyle family was indeed a powerful force in Harvey, but only a powerful force. The other party, on the other hand, was the overlord of a territory. In terms of status, this man was much higher than anyone in his family.

Cleveland had heard the rumors about the Wetlands before. At first, he thought that it was absolutely idiotic to ask the first prince, the future king, to confer nobles on the land, but after seeing the two of them, he didn't think so anymore.

Just now, Old Anthony, the strongest professional in his family, said that the two people before him were Master experts.

How could a Master be an idiot? Nobody dared to say that, or even think that. Everybody knew that for human beings, to become Master experts, not only had to be talented, but they also had to be smart enough. In the end, they also had to be supported by a powerful force that provided abundant resources for them.

The two young Masters might even break through to the Legendary-realm. Putting aside their own abilities, just the forces behind them were enough to crush the Doyle Family.

"Please take a seat." Cleveland then sat down and pointed at the three young men next to him, introducing them as his sons.

The gazes of the three of them all landed on Shirley. It was quite normal. After all, for young people, beautiful women could always arouse their greatest interest, not to mention Shirley, who was already as beautiful as a goddess.

Cleveland coughed lightly, telling his three sons not to be so presumptuous, then he pointed to the blood-stained coat of arms on the table, and said, "Your Excellency, this is indeed our family's family crest, but it is just an imitation Someone deliberately provoked a dispute between our two families."