After agreeing to Kellysa to go with her, all of Rooney's worries disappeared. As for his father... he was too lazy to care about it, nor could he care.

"Malff, I won this time, and from then on, I have the confidence to keep winning."

Rooney had a smile of the winner and a little relaxed. Since he became sensible, he has been humiliated and ridiculed by the other party. He didn't know why the other party targeted him so much. Recently, the other party became more and more overrepresent, deliberately lending money to his father, and even verbally oppressed and attacked him as a creditor.

If he hadn't been a professional, he had worked hard to complete mercenary tasks to make money, not to mention gambling debts, he would not even have a family.

Malff also calmed down: "The future life is still long. I can't explain who is good or bad in the future. If you become a follower, are you so arrogant?"

"Yes, I can't explain the future clearly. But I have my confidence. You don't know what kind of person Lord Beta is. My family has been his follower since three hundred years ago." Rooney gently patted Malf's shoulder: "Three thousand ancient books are placed in the basement of the storage room. Please save them well, and I will come back to take them away. If you lose one, you will know the consequences yourself."

Malff looked at Beta, full of suspicion. Although Beta's young Ji Ji was a master-level strongman, which made him a little jealous, there were not many such people, but he quickly realized that a word aroused his deep doubts.

"Three hundred years ago?"

Looking at Malf with a puzzled face, Rooney smiled and continued, "As for my father, you can do whatever you want, kill it or bury it, you can do it."

Rooney was really desperate for his father. Although his father had sold the house and his brother and sister, Rooney had almost paid back all the gambling debts with his own efforts. At that time, he still recognized his father. After all, his father did not reveal the three thousand books in the basement, so he still retained a little bit of slight respect for his father.

But now, as his father drunk and told the family's biggest secret, Rooney's last little respect for him disappeared.

"It's useless for us to keep that alcoholic, I'll give it to you." Malff thought Rooney was talking slander.

"No more interest."

Rooney turned around, waved his hand back, walked towards Beta, and then stood behind Beta, who had already well immersed in Beta's identity as a minion.

Kellysa, who was still a little panting, looked at Beta with admiration.

The magician Lakla, who had coughed several times, finally stood up and looked at Beta: "Can you leave a surname, Lord Beta?"

He had already learned the other party's name from the conversation between Malf and Rooney just now, but his last name is still unclear. He hoped to think about something useful from the other party's last name.

Beta just smiled, ignored him, turned around and left.

Behind him was Laclap's old face full of shame and anger.

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Two hours later, in the mansion of Hector City, Malff sat in the study, opposite his father and a staff member whom the city lord trusted, Rhodes.

"You don't have to blame yourself too much. The responsibility this time is not on you." The city lord did not look at his son, but lowered his head and wrote about government affairs: "You brought back at least three thousand ancient books and completed your own tasks."

"Father, I really didn't prepare for the matter this time and didn't consider inquiring about the information named Beta. I thought Master Lacra could at least suppress him or tie him." Malff lowered his head: "It's my fault."

The city lord raised his head, smiled, and said, "It is a good thing that you know how to think about your mistakes, but you can't blame all the mistakes on you. I have sent someone to check that person's intelligence, and I believe there will be news back soon."

As soon as the city lord finished speaking, the door knocked, and a man with the appearance of a housekeeper came in and said, "Master, there is a bard who said he knows a big man named Beta, but he doesn't know if it's the person you think of."

"Let him come in."

The housekeeper nodded and went out, and soon a beautiful bard came in. After he came in, he saluted everyone flatteringly, and then stood down.

"Tell me, if you know that Beta is the same as the Beta we are looking for, then you will be rewarded with fifty silver coins."

The bard was overjoyed and said, "Beta, who I know, is a young man with bright golden hair and bright golden pupils, and a powerful magician."

The city lord looked at his son.

Malff nodded and said, "It should be him. That kind of hair color and pupil color are quite rare."

"Continue to say it, I'll give you silver coins after you finish it." The city lord unconsciously sat upright.

"If it is the same person, then the ones you are looking for should be the lord of the Holyven City Wetland, the Pope of the Holy City of Woking, Beta-Lyon of the God of Wealth."

Malff stood up in fear: "A papacy of a sect, is he? That young?"

"Just a few months ago, the goddess Wokin, believed in by Pope Beta, descended miracles throughout Holevin. People across the country could see him in the sky, enthroning a merchant as a nobleman. It was a sensational event at that time."

The city lord nodded calmly: "A pope from a small sect can barely be considered a big man. Apart from that, is there any other important information?"

The bard continued: "It is rumored that Pope Beta had an affair with the saint of the Storm Temple, Emma, ​​the little princess of Holevin, but this should be false news, because the saint can only be a virgin, but they have a close relationship. This is an indisputable fact. Emma was seriously injured once and was recuperating in the Holy City of Woking."

"In addition, before Pope Beta became the wetland lord, he had a nickname called the Red Lord. I heard that he acted very cruelly. Once, many people killed so much that he dyed his whole body's clothes red, so he got this nickname."

"He acted very strongly, and was said to have had an opposition to the king of Holevin, but he is still safe and sound. He is suspected to have used special means to force the king to make concessions."

"He has many beauties around him. I heard that there is a woman named Shirley, who is privately called the most beautiful woman in the world and the woman closest to the goddess."

"Apart from that, there is no more information about him."

"Okay, you go back. The housekeeper gave this gentleman fifty silver coins." The city lord waved his hand and repelled the bard. He looked at his young son and said, "If half of the bard's information is correct, then what you meet is a very terrible strong man. You can come back alive and bring back three thousand ancient books, which is your victory and your credit. Go back and rest first, by the way... Those ancient books must be kept well. If Rooney really comes back one day, it will be stronger than us, at least we still have room for revolt."
Chapter completed!