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Sitting on the main seat in someone else's house with his legs crossed, and behind him was a ridiculously beautiful Shirley. No matter how one looked at it, Beta's behavior made him look like a rich playboy from a big noble family, ignorant and incompetent. However, Claude didn't dare to underestimate him. He looked calm on the surface, but he was actually cursing in his heart.

He didn't expect that he would be betrayed by Caesar. More importantly, Caesar had come to him so quickly. He wasn't prepared at all.

Although he was very nervous on the inside, he still looked calm on the surface. He said with a gentlemanly smile unique to nobles, "I'm sorry, although I know who Caesar is, I've never had any contact with him. If I must say, I met him once at a party a few months ago. "

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether Caesar is telling the truth or not," Beta said while playing with a quill pen on the table, "I think it's you."

"Sir, your words are too unreasonable." Claude was stunned for a moment, then said with a gloomy expression, "Could it be that the laws of Bronze Drum City can't restrict you?"

"Of course the laws of Bronze Drum City can restrict me. I don't plan to do anything to you."

Hearing this, Claude heaved a sigh of relief.

However, he didn't expect Beta to suddenly say calmly, "But I can ask around, what kind of business does your family have? If it's a shop, it might not be able to open for a long time. If it's a mine or something like that, a lot of it might be stolen during transportation. What do you think about this, sir? "

Looking at Beta's casual expression, Claude felt extremely aggrieved. This was indeed a common practice among nobles, but the other party didn't ask for the reason or reason, and even used the words of a nouveau riche to directly shed all pretense of cordiality. This method was very rude and unreasonable, but it was also very wise.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, you are indeed very unreasonable. You're just going to listen to Caesar's side of the story? "

"It doesn't matter." Beta put down the quill in his hand, leaned forward slightly, and smiled evilly. However, there was an oppressive force that others didn't have. "I'll say it again, it is fine as long as I believe it!"

Claude felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He had never thought that he would encounter such a troublesome person. He had thought that the guy was an outsider who had to stay in Bronze Drum City no matter how powerful he was. After all, this was the territory of Grinton, the strongest spear master in Hollevin and a quasi-Legendary-level expert.

Moreover, he was confident that he could convince Grinton not to help either side.

However, Claude didn't realize that Grinton wasn't helping either side because he didn't think Beta would lose.

Grinton had learned very well from his dreams what the Golden Sons were like and what kind of power they had. In fact, deep down, he really wanted to become Beta's Knight of the Round Table, but his responsibilities as the head of the family bound him, preventing him from doing what he wanted to do.

Claude was very confident. He thought that as long as Grinton didn't take action, it would be a piece of cake for him to deal with a guy from another place.

However, he didn't expect that this outsider would be so difficult to deal with.

He stood quietly and looked at Beta. There was some anger in his eyes, but more than that, there was a sense of shame that his dignity had been trampled on.

"If you don't talk, we'll just listen." Beta stood up.

"Wait!" Claude almost squeezed the two words out of his teeth. He suppressed his anger in his heart, and then he said with difficulty, "What do you want in order to let go of this matter?"

"Reason!" Beta said casually, "I want to know first why you attacked the temple and our source of materials."

"Because of profit."

Beta turned around and left without saying anything else.

"Wait!" This time, Claude was anxious.

Beta turned back and said with an unquestionable tone, "You have one more chance. If the answer doesn't satisfy me, then I think the Hamilton family will soon become a poor family."

Claude's expression was very interesting. All kinds of emotions were changing on his face. In the end, he seemed to have aged more than ten years, and said helplessly, "I am a believer of the Goddess of Destiny. There are no other believers in Bronze Drum City for the time being, but you want to build a temple here … So … "

"I see." Beta nodded, "But it seems that your faith in the Goddess of Destiny is still not enough. This matter concerns the interests of your family, so you decisively sold out the Goddess. It seems that you really don't know what kind of temper the Gods have. "

"What do you mean by that?" Claude was a little anxious.

"Nothing." Beta smiled, "As a believer of the Goddess, you betrayed the Goddess because of your own interests. If you are a powerful professional, maybe the Gods will turn a blind eye, but you are just a noble. Even if they don't punish you personally, when they have time, they will naturally deal with you. "

Claude smiled uncomfortably, "Your Excellency really likes to joke."

"Whether I'm joking or not, you will know after a while." Beta shook his head, "Send some compensation to the slums tomorrow … You can decide how much gold coins to pay. Of course, if you are not convinced, you can come to me, I will take care of it. But if the revenge fails next time, the consequences will not be as simple as now. "

Claude didn't speak. He felt that there was a hint of murderous intent in Beta's threat.

Beta chuckled and left with obvious disdain.

After Beta left, Claude took off his coat and threw it on the ground … He had lived for decades, but he had never been so angry. Even more than 20 years ago, when he offended a big shot and apologized, he had never felt so uncomfortable.

He panted a few times on the spot. At this time, some guards had already woken up. One of them ran over and was about to ask questions in fear, but he slapped him hard with his wings, causing the guard to bleed from the corner of his mouth, and his own palm was numb.

Beta didn't know how Claude would feel after this, and he didn't want to know.

In the game, he had dealt with the nobles for a long time. At first, he also intended to solve the problem through communication, but later he found that communication was of no use to those high and mighty nobles. Communication was of no use to those high and mighty nobles. If they didn't like you, then they didn't like you. The only way to deal with them was to beat them into submission.

The most common rule in this world was money, and the second was violence.

He returned to the slums just in time to see Ceasar at Zorro's house with a gift of apology.

Beta gathered a few of his students and told them that everything would continue tomorrow.

Then he asked Joan Of Arc to pay attention to the movements of Claude's family in the sky, in case this guy flew into a rage and decided to fight to the death.

But reality proved that Claude was much more cowardly than Beta had imagined. Although the news of Beta causing a ruckus in the Hamilton family had spread in Bronze Drum City, and many people were secretly laughing at him, he still pretended that nothing had happened.

To a certain extent, a person who could "endure" was also a kind of talent.

There wasn't much to write about in the following days. The construction of the slums continued day by day. The sewers were dug, and the paths were paved with stone slabs. Two months passed in a flash.

The former slums changed greatly. The streets became clean, and when it rained, there was no more sewage flowing. The sewers directly drained the sewage into small rivers elsewhere.

The ones who really changed the most were the people in the slums. Because every family had someone to help Beta, three or five copper coins could buy enough food for a family to eat their fill, and there would still be more than half left. Because of this, the people in the slums looked a lot more spirited now, no longer in the state of starvation and malnutrition two months ago.

Those families with small populations could even save a lot of copper coins to buy some good clothes for their families. The originally gloomy slums were suddenly filled with bright colors.

And because of this, Beta also gained a lot of popularity. After finishing their work, the most favorite thing for those laborers was to chat with several of Beta's students.

Because they were also from poor families, several students could chat with those poor people very well. Originally, these poor people were already very grateful to the Lord Priest who was willing to work for them, and then with the sincere flattery of the students, Beta's popularity directly reached a very high level in the slums.

In game terms, his reputation had reached "Respect", which was not far from "Worship".

After building the sewers and roads in the slums, Beta began to build the temple.

Because this time, Beta had a lot of money, and the place was big enough, he planned to build the temple in a more imposing manner. He didn't want it to be luxurious, but at least it had to look big … It had to cover a large area and be tall enough.

When he was about to start work, Glinton sent someone to invite him to the mayor's mansion for a chat and a dinner party.

Naturally, Beta took Shirley to the dinner party.

They arrived at the venue first. Because there was still some time before the dinner party started, Beta sat in Grinton's study, and the two of them chatted casually.

"Two months have passed," said Grinton worriedly, "But your temple hasn't even been built yet. In another month, people from the other temples will definitely come to recruit people. What will you do then?"

"It doesn't matter if they come, because they will certainly preach to the nobles." Beta smiled. "Then, the ordinary citizens. I have enough time to build the temple and transform most of the people in the slums into believers of Goddess Woking."

Speaking of Goddess Woking, Grinton couldn't help but look at Shirley again.

Beta didn't want to talk about Goddess Woking anymore. He changed the topic and asked, "What's the theme of the dinner party later?"

"Alice's 170th birthday," said Grinton with mixed feelings. "She's finally an adult."

Beta was speechless for a moment.