'Your magic pet maliciously attacked a human child, causing -2 damage.'

The above is the battle prompt in the system. When Beta saw it, he was a little surprised, and then immediately summoned Joan of Arc back.

Joan of Arc is a good bird, a magic pet with normal intelligence and sufficient ability to judge right and wrong, but such a good bird attacked a child in the city. Beta also learned from the system prompt that Joan of Arc did such a thing, although it only caused 2 damage to the child, which was probably just a little bit of light, but the system judged that this attack was "malice".

The malicious intentions judged by the system will never make any mistakes, which means that Joan of Arc is not an unintentional mistake.

Joan of Arc was teleported back to Beta. As soon as it saw Beta, it put its head under the soft golden feathers below its neck.

This is obviously a manifestation that only by doing something wrong.

"Why?" Beta asked kindly while sitting on the chair.

Although Joan of Arc did something wrong, he did not overdo it. He just scratched the child gently. On the surface, this was not a big deal, but from the nature of the incident, things were a little wrong.

On one side is a child, on the other side is a demon pet. Ordinary adults encounter powerful demon pets like Joan of Arc, which is a dead end, let alone a child. If the cause of the matter is not clear, Beta is worried that if Joan of Arc does something like this again in the future, it may not be as simple as scratching the child gently.

Hearing the master's inquiry, Joan of Arc shook his body, then poked his head out of his feathers and said, "I don't know either. Suddenly I had a strange hatred for that child. When I woke up, I almost had to pinch his neck with my claws, but fortunately I still had time to stop..."

"Maybe you are tired, so you are a little mentally ill. Take a break in the advanced space."

Beta sent Joan of Arc into the mansion space, and then fell into deep thought. The magic pet itself has strong physical strength. It is impossible to have mental disorders unless it is deliberately attacked or controlled by someone using mental magic.

There are many spellcasters who are good at mental control, but what he strangely is that Joan of Arc usually flies at a high altitude and hundreds of meters above the ground. Who has such great ability to continue his mental attacks for hundreds of meters, and even uses mental control spells on the ground toward a completely inconspicuous target in the air.

While he was guessing various possibilities, he found someone standing in front of him.

"You're Beta?"

The person who came was very arrogant and looked very unruly.

Beta raised his eyelids and looked at the other party with some strangeness: "Who are you?"

"Moses Brighton." The young man nodded calmly, and looked at you with a look. It was your lucky expression: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Princess Emma?"

Beta thought about the meaning of this sentence, then looked at the other person's expression, and immediately understood the other person's purpose. He asked in confusion: "Who told you this?"

"Don't worry about who told me." Moses snorted: "You'd better stay away from Princess Emma, ​​she...ah!"

A shrill scream rang out, and Beta was as fast as wind and thunder. He punched Moses directly in the face, knocking the other party back several steps and fell to the ground. The blood in his nose was pouring out like a fountain.

It was not over yet. Seeing this, the guards beside Moses were about to come forward to help, but were blown away by a strong wind for several meters and fell to the ground.

Although Beta is not very good at wind magic, it is more than enough to deal with these professions of average strength.

"You actually dare. You actually dare!"

Moses covered his nose and looked resentfully at the man not far away in front of him.

Beta walked over, grabbed Moses' hair, dragging it all the way. The miserable screams and curses rang out in the hidden spot. Many people were attracted, including the old reinforcements.

Dragging this Moses, Beta walked all the way to the second prince, and then threw the person at the feet of the second prince.

Looking at Moses' miserable situation, the second prince asked in an uninformed manner: "Grand of Beta, why did Moses offend you? Perhaps his personality is a bit unbearable. But it is not good for you to deal with him like this and trample on his dignity."

The onlookers next to them all had a heart-warming expression, especially those old men. When they looked at Moses' miserable situation and looked at Beta, they suddenly felt that this person was too much. They were also young, and they were even more ignorant and more slutty than Moses. They were most afraid of encountering Beta who would take action with a disagreement, not only would they be beaten up, but they would also lose face.

"Second Prince, I just want to tell you something." Beta looked at the other person with a clear sarcasm: "As a quasi-king, your measure is too small. It is normal for you to hate me. After all, I never flatter you, and I occasionally dismantle your position. But you shouldn't use such boring little means to deal with me, which is too unsty. You either think of a truly tolerant king, or you are a domineering master who takes advantage of Thunder Tingjun. But it's very disappointing for you to use such small means."

After finishing his words in one breath, Beta left without giving the second prince a chance to refute.

Ignaz looked at Beta's back and hated her teeth. He looked at everyone around him now. No matter what expression the other person looked like, he felt that the other person must have laughed at him in his heart.

He was both hated and angry, but he was helpless. Beta himself was a master-level spellcaster, and there were also strong men such as Emma and Kyle to help him. If he dared to turn against him, Beta would definitely not be himself.

"Everyone is separated. Go back and prepare. We will attack the royal city head-on tomorrow." Ignaz suppressed his anger and issued an order. Several old men left with a faint smile. They had a new understanding of the second prince's character and character, which would have important reference significance for them to get along with the royal family in the future.

Ignaz walked over and helped Moses up and said, "Sorry, Moses, it seems you have to change your wishes. The man Emma chose is not easy to mess with, and you see it, and he doesn't even take me seriously."

Take out a handkerchief from his clothes, and Moses wiped the nosebleed from his face. At this time, there was no such arrogant expression on his face anymore. Instead, he said with a sigh: "I thought I was already arrogant enough, but I didn't expect that someone would be even more arrogant than me, and would not even sell the royal face, and even the future king dared to scold him."

After a bitter smile, Ignaz asked, "Betta is very capable and has a good relationship with Emma, ​​so I can't do anything to him. Do you think about your new wish? After all, your family can come to help, and I can't just ignore your loyalty."

Moses waved his hands repeatedly: "No need to change. Now Princess Emma is still a saint. She wants to step down. At least two or three years later, I still have many opportunities."

Ignaz was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I really hope you are my brother-in-law."

Moses smiled.

In fact, Naz Naz still has a word that has not been said: Unfortunately, Emma doesn't like you.

After Beta left the Second Prince for a certain distance, he got into the mansion art space. Emma looked at him affectionately, with Kyle and Alice both showing admiration on their faces, but Sophie's face was not very good-looking.

After all, Beta's actions just now were protecting Emma and venting her anger. In fact, only Beta himself knew that he had no intention at all, but what was the reason? One was that he couldn't stand the second prince's little thoughts. Another reason was that he truly regarded Emma as his teammate and friend, rather than the lover they imagined.

"The second prince will definitely attack the royal city tomorrow, so we must make some preparations in advance."

Seeing that Beta was about to talk about the serious business, everyone immediately sat down.

"In terms of the number of people, the Second Prince, that is, we have an advantage, and our professionals have a strong strategy. After all, we are here, so I dare not say that there is no problem in dealing with hundreds of people."

Everyone smiled slightly. Now there are three masters in the five-member group, and Alice is one step away from entering the master. Sophie is less powerful, but she is also an elite-level person. Now Emma and Sophie have their own magic pets, and their strength has increased greatly. When the five of them unite, they can be regarded as a powerful army of hundreds of people.

"Although it seems that we will win, as long as there is no accident, we will never lose. Be careful in everything. I have seen some powerful pros who have been killed by the rami on the battlefield, so we must be fully prepared. These are the scrolls of defensive arrows. Each of you has six pictures. After you get on the battlefield, you must keep the elemental deflection magic on your body activated throughout the entire process. Do you understand?"

Everyone divided the pile of magic scrolls that had just been taken out on the table, and then Beta continued: "There is a space magician next to the eldest prince, who is at the master level, very powerful. You also know how weird the space magician is. If you meet him, you will run away immediately and meet us. Don't fight in love, do you understand?"

Everyone nodded again.

"Okay, everyone should rest, take a break early, and raise your spirits early. After all, tomorrow is a time of life and death. If you are not in good spirits, it will even affect your survival rate."

After saying that, Beta got up and was about to leave and go to sleep outside, but Emma suddenly stopped him: "Beta, go to the second floor to rest with us."

Beta was a little strange: "But the second floor is where you and Sophie rest. You two girls are together, so it's not convenient for me to go up."

"It's not related. The quality of rest in the mansion art space is better than outside." Emma smiled: "Besides, we believe in you. No matter I am Sophie, I believe you won't do anything randomly."

Alice was laughing at her side, and she muttered in a weak voice: "Pretend, keep pretending! Actually, you two want him to do whatever you want." (To be continued.)

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