Beta froze, and immediately understood what Salsa meant.

I have to say that people sitting in different positions have different ideas and positions. If she was still the princess's salsa, she would never have said such a thing.

But now Salsa is the queen.

She can already face her identity and status, and think about her own position and behavior.

She said that the sanctuary was destroyed because it was issued from the position of a queen.

People are going to change. Beta is also the same.

Beta, who taught and built roads in Reed Village, was very different in ideology from Beta, now expensive. He knew that.

As a queen, Sasa is naturally hard to accept that there is such a terrible and huge force in her country. As long as she looks at the bright sanctuary of intelligence, Sasa has a certain pressure on her.

But suffering from the other side is too powerful, she has no choice but to endure and try to get used to it.

But now, the sanctuary has been destroyed, and the temple of light is besieged by almost all sects. The strength is worse than the day, and the pressure felt by Sasa is getting less and less.

She has always been grateful to the person or force that destroyed the sanctuary.

But she never thought that this person was actually Cook.

"You really are mine ..." Sasa's face was reddish, and her eyes looked softer and softer.

Beta gently coughed and interrupted Qi Ni: "Sasha, this time, I have something very important to tell you."

"I'll talk about it later." Salsa pretended to naturally lift Beta's hand and walked away, but in essence, her ears were a little red: "Let's eat something first, I'm going to have the best in the country this morning Grains and fruit wine. "

Sasa's palace, or the boudoir, also works ... It's quite luxurious, and the table in the center is full of various fruits and pastries.

She took Beta and sat down. She picked a grape and sent it to Beta.

Beta glared and looked at each other.

Sasa's face turned redder, but she stared bravely at Beta, a pair of big eyes, and the shadow of the water was rippled, Beta could see her own shadow from it.

After a moment of hesitation, Beta still opened her mouth to eat the grapes.

She touched Sasa's finger on her lips, and she flinched slightly, smiling.

Then she picked another grape, put it in Beta's mouth, and looked at him expectantly.

Weak temperament, accompanied by a teenage face ... Beta felt unable to refuse, but had to eat again.

Sasa smiled even more happily.

About ten minutes later, Beta ate at least thirty grapes, feeling that she no longer had to eat, and Sasha stopped contentedly.

"Can we talk about business now?"

"Say it."

Sasa was in a good mood.

"Actually I have to confess something to you." Beta looked at Salsa, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually my real name is not Cook."

"Ok."

Salsa did not seem to have an unexpected expression.

"My real name is Beta-Lyon, Pope of the Fortune Gods."

"Well, I know."

Sasa was still a bland expression with a reddish face, without any sense of anger.

Beta looked at each other for a while and asked, "You are not angry, after all, I deceived you before."

"Actually I guessed that you were not the real Cook. After I became the queen, after you left, I was actually looking for you." Sasha smiled. "I just want to find you, not investigate you. The information returned is telling us one thing. It is possible that your aristocracy was 'buy' back. "

"I thought you wouldn't check it." Beta smiled awkwardly.

Sasa smiled in her heart. If they were ordinary people, they would be too lazy to check. Such a powerful male caster, willing to become a French national, and willing to be a nobleman here, can itself be regarded as a kind of ‘fighting’.

In the absence of the other party, can not check, try not to check.

But Beta is different. He is the candidate of the regent in Sasa's mind, and he is also the man that Mu Lin ‘identifies’.

How could such an important person not be checked.

And even if it is an investigation, it is not a malicious investigation, but a ‘knowledge of knowledge’ that wants to know more about what people like.

Sasa didn't care what Cook's real name was. She only knew that Cook was Cook. Even if his name was White, Slim, or Tony, it didn't matter. He was the only Cook in his heart.

Now Cook is willing to say her identity, for her, it is already a very happy surprise.

"Then what's the right thing to tell me?"

"As the Pope of the Wealth Theology, I want to preach in France." Beta saw that Sa Sa did not show a disgusted expression, and continued: "We don't need any support, as long as we don't suppress it."

Salsa was a little curious: "The God of Wealth? I've never heard of it."

"This is the doctrine I copied myself." Beta took out a hardcover white book from the mansion space and put it in Sasa's hands: "You can see."

"No problem." Sasha laughed. "Anyway, the sanctuary of light is now weakened, and it is still yours. Public and private, this requires me not to refuse."

Beta didn't expect it to go so smoothly, although before he came, he felt that he should be able to license it here, but it was too easy to make progress.

"Aren't you afraid my sect is a cult?"

"Everyone in the cult likes helping others like you?"

"I killed millions of people indirectly."

"Those people should have died."

Having said that, Beta has been convinced that Sa Sa is already a qualified queen, and even though she is still a little young, she is on the right path.

"Thank you Her Majesty."

Sasa frowned. "I don't like you calling me that."

"Okay, Salsa." Beta shrugged indifferently, and he didn't really fear her identity, calling her Majesty, it was just a courtesy expression.

"Since I agree that your denominations are here to preach, you must agree to a condition."

"Please speak."

It is normal to ask someone to do something, and then be manipulated by others.

"You stay here with me for a few more days."

"This……"

Sasha's "Tearful Tears": "You don't even agree to such a simple matter?"

Ok!

Under normal circumstances, Beta is hard and hard to eat. But treating friends, especially those he feels owed to, is always very good at speaking.

Beta was then arranged by Salsa to the next room.

In the evening, Mu Lin came over.

At this time her hair was already waist, and the original tomboy taste completely disappeared. In its place, it was a confident, feminine field with two points of British spirit.

When she saw Beta, her eyes were full of joy, but instead of being huddled like before, she gave a lady ceremony and said softly, "It's been a long time, Lord Cook?"

"You still call me Beta."

Before coming, Sasa had already told her Beta's 'things'.

But hearing Beta acknowledge in person was important to her.

"Okay, Beta." Mu Lin smiled, and then exited the door: "See you tomorrow."

It seemed that she had made a special trip just to see Beta.

The next day, Beta had breakfast with Salsa and Mulin.

The atmosphere is almost the same as in the manor house, except that more people have served and the meals are more elaborate and delicious.

Beta thought that Sa Sa had let her play with her everywhere, but she did not expect that Sa Sa took him to the parliament, and she was sitting on the left side of Sa Sa, behind her.

This is only the treatment of the regent.

The regents are usually the queen's husband.

Sitting there, Beta was uncomfortable. Below, at least twenty French ministers glared at him.

There was only one person who looked at him with a friendly smile.

Former beauty inspector, Natalia.

Beta feels like she's been roasted on the fire.

Salsa and the ministers discussed the state affairs, and when they were not sure, they turned around and whispered to him, "Beta, what do you think?"

This has made other courtiers angry, especially young people.

Beta felt that she had promised Salsa, she was absolutely pitted.

Salsa must have a demon tail behind her.

Retreating from the early discussion, Beta felt tired. Sasa saw this and smiled, "You pushed me to the queen's position, but you never wanted to think that I could do it. Now I know it's hard."

"Are you a little bit of revenge afterwards?"

Sasa proudly raised her eyebrows, "Yes."

When she raised her head, the two groups of chests stood up, and she looked like a slender and petite body with a strange contrast.

Seeing what Sasa looked like, Beta somehow thought of Goddess Vol'jin.

Wolkin's body shape is made slightly smaller, what is it for?

Beta thinks her original look is very good, of course ... now, it seems more in line with his aesthetics.

"Now go see Mu Lin. There are some things that she needs your guidance."

Sasa waved to the side, called a maid, and asked her to take Beta to Mu Lin.

Mu Lin also lives in the palace ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ She is holding a cheek on the balcony on the second floor and looks into the distance. Yu Guang sees Beta coming, immediately gets up, arranges her clothes a little, and sits on the chair beside Wait quietly.

After a short while, Beta went up to the second floor under the guidance of the maid.

"Sister asked you to come over." Mu Lin asked with a smile.

"Yeah, she said you have something to find me."

"Well, someone rescued me."

"Isn't this normal? When you used to have short hair, aristocrats were often unmarried to you. Now your hair has become longer and people are more beautiful. Naturally, more people will be attracted to you."

"But this time is different. The proposal was made by a prince from another country."

Beta didn't say anything about politics and marriage. As an outsider, he didn't fit in.

"I think I should ask your opinion."

Mu Lin's tone was resentful.