Noble Emblem

Chapter 631: Kill for books

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Rooney shook his head: "No, there is only one diary left by the ancestor Ash, but there are several books about him. They are all his sons and grandchildren, and of course memoirs written by my ancestors."

"Can I see it?" Beta asked.

"Of course you can." Rooney seemed to have been prepared. He pulled out a few old books from the wooden stand next to him, and then asked with anticipation: "Mr. Beta, can I call your master like my ancestors?"

Beta stared at Rooney for a short while, with Mo Ming's expectations in his eyes. Beta knows that Ash must have passed down the capabilities of the Round Table Knight system in words or verbally. Rooney desires strength. This is not a big problem, but the problem is that Beta does not want to see an acquaintance's descendants now. As a round table knight.

So he smiled: "The most important thing for a person is freedom. Ash exchanges freedom for strength. That is what he needs. But you are different. You now have strength. You are close to an elite professional. You are still so young. Big, don't have to be attached to my Majesty. "

This was a very gentle rejection. Rooney understood it, and was extremely lost. But he still smiled strongly: "It's a pity, Lord Beta. Please go downstairs for a meal."

The two came downstairs. The younger sister had set up the lunch and tableware. When she saw Beta falling down, her face became red unconsciously, and she bowed her head aside and sat down gently.

My sister's cooking is very good. The honey bread is fragrant and fluffy. The veal is fried like a yellow cake with some spices sprinkled on it.

"tasty."

After lunch, Beta praised her, and her sister blushed happily.

Beta then went upstairs, returned to her room, and continued reading the diaries to see if she could find something more useful.

At the same time, the excited sister finally found out that her brother was in a loss, and asked, puzzled, "Brother, why don't you seem happy?"

When she wanted to come, now that the family's debts have been paid off, and she has seen the legendary master again, her brother should be happier than herself. After all, she knows that the one he admires most is the one who gave them their family strength. 'the host'.

"Lord Beta rejected my request to be an attendant."

The younger sister opened her eyes in disbelief: "Why is this so, the strength of the big brother is not bad, if you want, you can be a follower of any big man, there is no problem."

Rooney said with some disbelief: "Maybe I lack certain qualities. After all, when Ash's ancestors were ordinary people, the owner felt that the ancestors should become a knight, and even came to lobby three or four times. The master is the master, He doesn't look at me because I have the strength. "

The younger sister opened her mouth and did not know how to comfort him.

In the next two days, Beta finished reading those thick memoirs and did not get any more information from them. But even so, he felt that staying in this city for two days was not a waste of time. At least he got a piece of 'fragment' before and after the 'God War' event, and he also knew the descendants of Ash, watching Their lives are okay, so they feel relieved.

Beta then offered them a resignation, and Rooney and her sister were both very frustrated.

At this time in the morning, the sun was warm and bright. Beta was walking on the street, looking for a stable, walking, but she accidentally saw the other side of the street, and a carriage was driving in the opposite direction.

Beside the carriage was a large group of soldiers. This is nothing, what really made Beta frown is that when he was driving in the carriage, the curtains moved, and he saw a fat man sitting in the carriage, and a magician, a master-level magician.

The magician's basic skills are good, and his mental strength is very cohesive, and he can condense his mental fluctuations to a certain small range. But compared with Beta, there is still a big gap. Beta has converged his mental strength, even the legendary people can't feel it.

Therefore, Beta found the other side, but the other side did not find Beta.

"In this direction, they won't be heading for Rooney."

Beta was a little upset, and she turned to follow.

At the Torre Manor, Rooney and her sister watched Beta leave, and they stood there for a long time before returning to the room. After the two entered the room, they sat down face to face without saying a word.

Wayne Rooney did not fulfill his duties set by his ancestors, while his sister thought carefully about some unknown girls.

Both of them were silent for a long time. The younger sister, who had a little red eye, stood up and wanted to say that she was going to rest, but saw her brother suddenly stand up, grabbed the long sword beside him, and pushed away with serious expression The door.

Outside the door, the fat little aristocrat, Malfoy, stood in front, beside him was a magician in a black robe.

Rooney felt strong pressure on the magician, which made his hands tremble a little.

"Malph, the gold coins are not returned to you, why are you bothering me?"

Malfoy's eyes crossed Rooney, and he fell into the room. He seemed to be looking for something, then focused his eyes, and fell back on Rooney's body. His greasy face revealed some strange puzzles: "Strange, status How about the nobleman who is helping you, I just happened to bring some people to find him trouble. "

"Mr. Beta, can you also move?"

When he heard that Malf's target was actually Beta, Rooney was angry and his hands did not shake.

"It seems to be gone, or just go." Malfoy nodded. "I don't want to offend a magician above the master level. Of course, if he is here, I would like to see how powerful he is."

The magician next to the fat man heard this sentence ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ with a high smile.

"Then what is your purpose, Malf."

"To this day, I don't want to say anything more." Malfoy clapped his hands and said, "I want your family's collection. I heard that there are more than 3,000 books. This is the real treasure."

Rooney's body was like falling into an ice cellar, his mouth trembling: "How do you know?"

"Of course it was said by the dead ghost father in your family." The fat man said with a picture of course: "I have always wondered why your family has obviously fallen, but in the absence of a teacher, you still teach a profession like yours. In addition, your father, besides being addicted to gambling, is also very talented. His drawing and music appreciation skills are good. You even know some strange secrets, and occasionally say something very insightful and deep, which is abnormal. "

"So I found your father at the casino yesterday, and asked him to drink, so drunk that he was almost drunk. I didn't expect to hear such a big news from his dirty mouth."

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