What is only needed is loyalty, which sounds cheap, but in fact, it is a very demanding condition. For those who are so poor that they have no way to live or have worked hard for a lifetime, they will indeed be very loyal after getting a good job or a good position, but some people will not do so.

For example, Joshua.

If he was loyal, he would not have thought of using Beta, who was very kind to him, nor would he hold a grudge because Beta took back his knight status, and even wanted to kill Beta.

Joshua knew his own affairs very well, how could he keep him loyal to a force? But he believed that as long as he killed Beta and got his ability to enthrone the knight, he felt that he could achieve his much greater ambition, not to mention a mysterious organization.

Joshua took the card out of the drawer, placed it on the table, and smiled and said, "I believe that at any time, loyalty needs a reason. What kind of reason do your organization want to use to exchange for my loyalty?"

"How is Beta's head?" Yarlin sat on the chair, his eyes smiling and forming a thin slit, and his pupils could not be seen.

Joshua took a deep breath: "You investigate me?"

"This is not a strange thing." Yarlin looked at his natural expression: "As long as people do things, they will always be known. Many forces in the city are clear about the dispute between you and Beta. We don't need to investigate at all, so naturally someone will talk to us about this."

Joshua lay on the chair, thought for a while, and said, "Betta must die, but I have to kill him with my own hands, and I cannot let others know, so you just need to catch him alive."

"It's a bit difficult to live." Yarlin said slowly.

Joshua smiled: "Even a master-level profession can't be even matched. Your Miyan Organization cannot do it. In fact, if I want to kill Beta, I can do it alone. It's just to pull hundreds or thousands of soldiers and directly kill him. But this is not worth it. If I kill him, what do other people think of me?"

There was a faint sarcasm in Joshua's words. Yarlin heard it. He didn't care. He just found it funny: "Beta can really be surrounded by ordinary soldiers, are you sure?"

Joshua frowned. He didn't like Yarlin's expression, which made him feel like he was underestimated: "No matter how powerful a master-level man is, he can't beat hundreds of well-trained soldiers."

Yarlin laughed: "Indeed, master-level professionals really have no way to deal with hundreds of soldiers at the same time, but is it necessary for him to confront your hundreds of soldiers?"

Yarlin looked at Joshua's expression, as if he was looking at a clown: "Master, when you are the most powerful, you are just an elite level. You don't know at all, what is the distance between a master-level strongman and an elite level."

Joshua's right hand, which was placed on the table, subconsciously held it, and then let go: "What kind of gap is there? You can say."

Yarlin said after chanting, "Let's give the simplest example. Elite-level energy-shaping spellcaster needs to rest after casting five major fireball operations, and the master level can reach between eight and ten times. In addition, the power is also different. The master-level big fireball technique can break the city gates. Can elite-level professionals do it?"

"But that doesn't mean Beta can survive a siege of hundreds of people."

Yarlin laughed louder. He said to Joshua's slightly blue face: "According to our investigation, Beta knows special flight techniques, can stealth, and has a very strong melee ability. Although he often calls himself a spellcaster, we have always suspected that he is a magic swordsman. He has no ability to restrain him, and hundreds of soldiers can't surround him at all. But he can come to attack your soldiers from time to time. Can you stop it?"

Joshua didn't say anything, and after a while he said, "Okay, die, how long does it take to complete this."

"It can be as short as five days, and it can be as long as ten days." Yarlin stood up: "You are quietly waiting for our good news. By the way, joining our Miyan Organization requires a nickname, you can think of one by yourself."

Joshua looked at the silver card on the table and suddenly asked, "What is the girl who sent this card?"

"dairy cow!"

Leaving such a phrase, Yarlin left the room. After a while, Joshua laughed. He felt that the girl with a cow-like mind was indeed interesting, and he actually thought of giving herself such a nickname.

After purchasing a large number of weapons and armor, three days later, the prices of metal products in Sicilya City began to rise, and the prices of weapons and armor increased faster. Many merchants had already reacted and they also smelled the aura of war.

In fact, as long as Amanda sells weapons and armor now, she can make a lot of money, but she knows more clearly that as long as she endures for more than ten days, the price of weapons and armor will be even more outrageous.

In the Temple of the Underworld, Archbishop Allin found Sophie and first asked her very gentle and kindly about her thoughtful words such as whether she was used to living habits recently. Sophie was very moved. She felt that there was a shadow of her father in the Archbishop, so she trusted him very much.

Then Yarlin said, "Sophie, can you please invite Lord Beta to come and sit in our Temple of the Underworld? Regarding what happened a few days ago, I think I need to apologize to him. Our Sanctuary has made some mistakes."

When Sophie heard this, she was very happy and relieved. She was really afraid that Beta would get into evil with the God of the Underworld. On one side, she was her "home" and on the other side, she was her lover. When conflicts arise, she didn't know how to deal with herself.

Sophie happily agreed, and then Yarlin told her the address of Beta's estate.

Half an hour later, Sophie appeared in the manor. She looked at Shirley enviously, and then passed on Yarlin's words to Beta.

Then after chatting for a while, Sophie left.

Beta stood on the window and watched the housekeeper send Sophie away in a carriage. Shirley behind him said, "The God of the Underworld is a sect of justice. It is logical that there is no problem, but I always feel something is wrong."

"Well, I feel so too." Beta sneered: "The other party asked me not to be a pope... Now I asked Sophie to come and invite me over. Does he know that he couldn't invite me, or for some reason, he didn't dare to come and invite me in person, for example, for fear that I could see through his murderous intent or something."

Shirley was a little worried: "Then are you going?"

"Go, why not?" Beta said helplessly: "Sophie said it was all my friends. She came to invite me. I have to go, it's not easy to refuse, otherwise it will hurt people's hearts, but if you want to go, you have to make some preparations."

ps: It's still in the card text, even more unhappy.8)
Chapter completed!