Beta put away the white paper on the desktop, then shook his head and said, "I said before that the World Tree is not sleeping so quickly, and even if we go back now, we will not be able to rescue Alice. Unless a powerful man from the Demigod helps us, no one can stop the spiritual attack of the World Tree."

Kyle continued to ask, "Then what are your plans?"

"I just found a lot of useful information from the Caliph." Beta Shuai had a dark smile on her face: "Although a gold coin is expensive, compared to the news given by the old scholar, I feel that I have made a lot of money."

"Teacher, what do you think?" After getting along with each other over the years, Kyle also knew the character of his teacher. He is indeed very kind, but if he encounters good things, he will not be able to make friends with him casually.

Beta looked at the snow outside the window and said, "There is no Temple of Light here, only the so-called Zoroastrianism. I think we can try to promote our God of Wealth here. What do you think?"

Kyle shrugged: "You can just decide on this kind of thing teacher. Anyway, I'm not very good at thinking about things. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Kyle is not really stupid, but he knows that he is still young, and whether he is doing things or thinking about things, he is not as careful as his teacher. Instead of talking nonsense and saying more mistakes, it is better to watch quietly from the side and learn the teacher's methods of doing things. For example, in the elf forest, the teacher's arrangement methods are worth learning from in his opinion.

Beta took out a piece of white paper again, scribbled it on it for a while, and then drew a big circle on one of the lines of words: "Set this step first."

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About ten minutes later, the Caliph returned to his small home. There were fewer tiles on the house and he could only replace them with thatch.

The sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren curled up in the house and snuggled up to keep warm. When they saw the Caliph coming back, they all showed hopeful eyes. They knew not long ago that the Caliph was invited by a noble man. Now that he is back, has he received enough rewards?

The Caliph said nothing, he just opened his tight fist, the light of the gold coins was extremely dazzling in the darkness.

Everyone in the room jumped up, they no longer felt the cold, and in everyone's eyes, there was only the golden coin.

Warm clothes, steaming food, and hope for future life... are all in this gold coin.

Just when the Caliph returned home, the city lord Roderick received the news. The average city lord is not too young, but Roderick is an exception. He is only sixteen years old.

Roderick himself has no grudge against the Caliph, but the premiere, his father, does not like the Caliph, so as his son, it is normal for him to continue to help his deceased father suppress people he doesn't like.

The butler of the castle bent down and told the news he had heard: "The Caliph got a gold coin. The magician was very generous."

Roderick had a helpless look on his face: "I let the Caliph survive another winter. Seeing that his family was about to have no food, no one dared to borrow money and give him food. Unexpectedly, another magician from another place came. This old man is so lucky."

The housekeeper smiled gloomy: "Young Master, do you want me to send someone to grab the gold coin?"

Roderick shook his head: "No need, beating a dog depends on the owner. It is easy to steal Roderick's gold coins, but this is related to the face of the magician. We snatched away what he gave without saying a word. If he feels embarrassed, he still cannot take his anger on us. It is not worth offending a spellcaster for a caliph."

The housekeeper was a little unwilling to give in: "That finally arranged, and it was about to force the Caliph to death, which made him escape again, and he always felt uncomfortable."

Roderick's face, which was a little green, showed a grin on his face: "It doesn't matter, so what if I can survive this winter? I'm still young. If the plan for one winter has not been completed, I will wait for the next winter. He can't leave, so he can only stay in my territory and wait for me to slowly waste him to death."

The butler sighed: "The old dog is very lucky."

At this time, a knock came from outside the door. The butler looked straight. When he opened the door, he found that it was the soldier commander in charge of the castle guard.

"The city lord and the old housekeeper have a spellcaster coming outside, saying he wants to see you."

Roderick and the butler looked at each other. After a while, Roderick coughed and said, "Please come up."

In the living room on the second floor, Roderick met the visitor, a magician with bright blond hair and looks like a pretty handsome one.

"Such a young city lord?" Beta was also surprised to see Roderick. Generally speaking, most city lords are middle-aged people. After all, they must have certain knowledge and abilities to sit firmly in the position of city lord. And the most important reason is that when the old lord leaves office or dies, most of the successors are already middle-aged.

Those who can become the city lord at a young age are mostly the case that something happened to the old lord, and a few are young successors who seize power.

The city lord in front of him is too young, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a word young. It is probably because something happened to him in the lord that he was promoted to the position.

"It doesn't matter whether you are young or not. I am the lord of this city. For at least fifty years, this city will be mine."

The young city lord looked aggressive, but Beta didn't care. He sat down and smiled, "I just came to this city today, and then expressed a scholar to ask about the situation nearby..."

"I won't take his life to the old dog of Caliph for the time being, for your sake." Roderick interrupted Beta: "You don't need to come to me to plead for the sake of an old man."

Beta was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly: "I don't know that he offended the Lord of the City, and I didn't come for him."

"So, you don't plan to save his life."

Beta shook his head: "If I knew in advance that he had offended the city lord, I wouldn't have protected him. But now I have given him a gold coin and talked with him for nearly three hours... If someone wants to kill him at this time, of course I have to save him. Anyway, I am also a spellcaster and I want to save my face."

Roderick was very satisfied when he heard this. The other party was neither humble nor arrogant, and his speech was organized, and he listened very convinced.

"Since that's the case, let's spare that old dog once again." Roderick waved his hand with great enthusiasm: "You are here this time, I don't know if there is something I need to help?"
Chapter completed!