The second boy left dejectedly.

The boy ranked third, seeing this scene, couldn't help but subconsciously smash his mouth. When Beta looked at him, he immediately straightened his chest and said loudly: "Your Excellency, I am a waste without a waste, but if I can become a professional, I can have my own abilities and no longer a waste. I am still young. Ten years are not a big deal for me."

Beta nodded, and the third boy breathed a sigh of relief.

The fourth young man immediately responded: "Your Excellency, I also hope that I can become stronger, but my real wish is to find an opportunity to get along with that beautiful lady. Since I can't deceive you, I'll quit myself, and I hope you can forgive my offense."

This is the truth. Beta had long guessed that someone would definitely be a coachman because of Shirley, just like the second young man.

Looking at the fourth young man's slightly nervous expression, Beta waved his hand and asked him to leave.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, and after saluting, he quickly walked out of the room.

Beta looked at the two remaining teenagers, one for revenge and the other for success.

It doesn't matter that the boy's starting point is better, and the external conditions shown by the two people are similar. Beta looked at them, thought quietly for a while, and then asked: "If you may lose a certain degree of freedom after you get a professional, even if you no longer act as a groom in the future, you will not be able to completely break away from my control. What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter, I just need to take revenge." The first boy said in a calm tone.

The second young man thought about it before saying, "Life is always restrained in this world. Even the king cannot do whatever he wants. I am willing to accept your command and dispatch."

Both of them are high-quality talents. Although they do not have the talent to become professionals, even idiots can become professionals under the Round Table Knight system, just the difference between growth and potential.

These two people are at normal levels. After being enthroned as professionals, although they dare not say that they are very talented, they are considered to be above the level. Moreover, there is a task system, and their growth rate is far higher than that of ordinary professionals.

Beta thought for a while and smiled, "Okay, you both have been accepted, but I only need one coachman and the other, so I will be my caravan escort for the time being."

Both boys breathed a sigh of relief. After all, neither of them had 100% confidence to impress the noble young man in front of them and make themselves a coachman.

"See your name and identity." Beta asked Jessica to serve two glasses of water, and then said lightly.

Although Qingshui was in his hand, neither of them dared to drink it. The first boy looked like a pretty handsome, typical blonde and blue-eyed little handsome guy, but his face was a little slutty, which slightly destroyed his temperament.

"My name is Cyril, and I am the only son of the Constance family." The boy stared at Beta and spoke slowly, but anyone could hear it. His heart was full of anger and unwillingness: "Although my father's title is not high, but he is just a viscount, my family is very rich. A year ago, my parents died suddenly and they were diagnosed with a serious infectious disease, but I know very well that they were poisoned. A year later, my family's property was invaded and divided by different families. Now my family's property has no more property to be planned by them. If I don't act, my life may be in danger."

Another young man nodded and said, "I have heard of this. The Constance family has become a hidden thing that cannot be discussed more."

Cyril turned his head and asked, "Do you know any gossip?"

"You can call me Hualuo Cade." The third boy responded with a smile. After all, the two are now people from the same camp. Even if they can't be good friends, there is still no problem to be an acquaintance: "You should know that I know. After all, I am just a rich child and cannot get in touch with the real core area of ​​Havey City."

Cyril sighed in disappointment.

Beta said in confusion: "I'm very curious, why did the people who poisoned your parents not kill you? I think anyone who kills them is the word "killing the roots" should know."

Cyril's face suddenly became angry: "I think he treated me as a warning. The person who offended him would become me like this. His property was slowly invaded, and in the end I would become a noble and beggar, and he would freeze to death on the streets of winter under the ridicule and rolling eyes of everyone."

Thinking of such a situation, Cyril felt anger rushing over his head. Of course, there was also a sense of fear. After all, he knew very well how miserable he would become if he really fell to that step.

Therefore, becoming a professional is the only way to struggle, and following a obviously higher aristocrat, at least your own safety will be improved exponentially.

Hua Luo shook his head slightly, and then felt it empathized with it. His family was just a wealthy family. Although he was superior to ordinary people, in the aristocratic class, he was also at the bottom of the pyramid like the Cyril's family. His father relied on his social talent and lived a stable life at present, but God knows if he would encounter something like Cyril one day.

After all, this world is prey on the weak. If you don’t have the strength, sooner or later, you will be eaten up and wiped out, and then there will be no residue left.

For many people, Cyril is a problem. After all, he is burdened with blood feud. If Beta accepts this person, it will definitely arouse the hostility of Cyril's enemies. It is considered to have found an enemy for himself, but Beta doesn't care.

No matter how powerful the power in Havey is, it will not be higher than the lord. Beta himself is also a lord. From the perspective of the aristocratic rank, he can be at the upper hand against anyone in the city. And most importantly, he is a master-level profession, and Shirley is also a master-level profession. If they join forces, it is not difficult to destroy the entire city without any scruples. In this world, identity is very important, but more importantly, it is his own strength.

Like Beta, now he has only territory and no soldiers. Logically speaking, he has no ability to compete with other nobles. But he is enough to meet the strength of a team of more than 100 people, and there are also Shirley and Jessica to help.

When two master-level professionals are together, the superimposed combat ability is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Cyril, be a groom, and then I will give you a task, you follow my caravan and protect them. When your strength increases, I will send you new positions and tasks... Do you two have any opinions?"

Looking at Beta, who seemed kind but dissipated with a noble and powerful aura, both boys shook their heads vigorously.

They are very clear that it is a lucky thing to be a professional, and they know that they do not have the qualifications to pick and choose.

"Then the next thing is to make you professionals." Beta turned his head and looked at the side: "Jessica, I'll leave it to you next."

When Jessica, who was cleaning the room, heard this, immediately wiped her hands with a towel, then picked up an ordinary iron sword from the side and put it on the two teenagers one after another. After the light golden magic light dissipated, the two teenagers who were kneeling on their knees had become second-class knights.

They stood up, looked at their hands in surprise, and stomped their feet from time to time, feeling their own changes.

Jessica snorted. Actually, she didn't like these young nobles very much. After all, when she was a little beggar, she was often bullied and abused by these young nobles.

After Beta was surprised, he slowly explained to them the abilities and growth potential of the second-class knights, and even the mission system.

After a while, the two teenagers left the hotel in a daze. This was not because they were disappointed or lost, but because they were too surprised, but because the reality was better than they imagined.

The two teenagers parted ways at the fork in the road, and Cyril returned home and was still in a state of confusion.

The Constance family has now declined. Although the manor is still there, there is no much furniture inside.

Cyril sat in the empty living room, and until now, he still didn't feel much real.

He became a coachman and then a pro. According to the master, the ability of this round table knight is extremely powerful. Not only does he have talented skills and special abilities, but the "task system" can accelerate his own growth at a great speed. It can be said that as long as he does not die accidentally during his growth, every knight can grow into a master in his lifetime and is extremely likely to become a legend.

Legend! Thinking of this word, Cyril couldn't help but feel excited.

Cyril couldn't imagine how powerful a legendary profession is, but he knew that a legendary profession could definitely make himself a top noble person, and most importantly, he didn't need to be as exaggerated as a legend. As long as he reached the master level, he could have the capital to revenge.

The master looks very young, but he is already a master-level powerhouse. Even if he is not as talented as the master, then he will be five or ten years late. If he becomes a master, it will not be too late to take revenge.

Thinking of this, Cyril giggled. At this time, his old housekeeper happened to come back from outside. He looked tired and looked a little joy flashed in his eyes when he saw the little master's eyes. Then he sighed and said, "Master, you are back. I have something bad to tell you that we have no money... Now the surplus grain in the family can't last a week."

Hearing this, Cyril frowned and was about to speak, but then suddenly became surprised.

Because he saw the light green words on the right side of his vision, and wrote this sentence:

Ordinary mission: Before reporting to the owner, earn five silver coins for the butler.

The day after tomorrow, he had to report to his master that he became a coachman, which means that he still had one and a half days. It was not difficult for him to earn five silver coins in one and a half days. Because there were no restrictions or means written on it.
Chapter completed!