Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 269 A Gift for My Godson (Third Update!)

Yes.

church.

Today is the day of baptism at Ben Hawke Park Church.

Gwen got up early in the morning, went into the dressing room, opened the closet which was full of clothes, and said that she had nothing to wear again. After searching for a long time, she finally found an outfit suitable for today from the huge collection of clothes.

Hawke's clothes were rather simple.

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes.

After coming out of the dressing room, Gwen took Hawke's tie after he stood up, tied it for him, and then left.

Because the church is right next to the Palm Street neighborhood, the two chose to walk there instead of driving.

As she walked toward the church, Gwen greeted her neighbors with a warm smile.

The neighbors responded enthusiastically.

Hawke, on the other hand, was smiling, and was polite and taciturn.

He was a man of few words to begin with.

This difference is evident from the hundreds of phone numbers in Gwen's address book compared to the fewer than ten in Hawke's.

However, the Phoenix family has consistently maintained a moderate to high level of popularity in the community.

This is entirely thanks to Gwen.

The Phoenix family became even more popular after learning that the 21st Precinct sheriff, whose neighborhood was Palm Street, was Gwen's father.

After all, having connections in the central government makes things easier.

Two weeks ago, the man from the Smith family next door was arrested by the 21st Precinct for drunk driving, and he was only able to get away with it because Gwen intervened.

Gwen didn't even need to contact George; she could have just contacted Detective Mahoney directly—it was a simple phone call.

Hawke thought of Detective Mahoney, who had been discharged from the hospital, and as he walked toward the church, he glanced at Gwen, who was holding his arm.

"By the way, is Detective Mahoney's injury improving?"

"You've been discharged from the hospital for half a month, and you're only remembering now?"

"forget."

These days he's been busy embedding the Blood Dimension into his Netherworld, while also brainstorming ideas for his own Netherworld-exclusive race. He has no time to pay attention to anything else.

He didn't even care about George afterwards, let alone anyone else.

Hawke raised an eyebrow at this thought.

"By the way, where's George?"

"dad?"

Gwen exchanged a curious glance with Hawke: "What's wrong with Daddy?"

Hawke shrugged.

"George knows my strength, didn't he say anything?"

"Uh……"

Upon hearing this, Gwen looked at Hawke, her eyes gradually narrowing, and a beautiful smile appeared on her lips.

What do you want Dad to say?

"Wow, Hawke is amazing!"

"God, Hawk is amazing! I never knew Hawk was so powerful!"

"..."

Hawke looked at Gwen's hushed but exaggerated expression, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said in a low voice, "Your performance now is far more exaggerated than your performance last night when you were wearing a plumber's uniform."

Gwen's smile froze, then she rolled her eyes at Hawke, released his arm, and walked forward.

Seeing this, Hawke's smile froze, and he jogged to catch up with Gwen: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Gwen glanced at Hawke, who was bowing his head in apology, a sly glint in her eyes.

"It's too late, reduce it by half a month."

"That won't work!"

Hawke immediately shook his head and said seriously, "The next batch of uniforms is already on its way. Two months is two months. A person should keep their word, Gwen."

He didn't force Gwen to pay that much.

God is my witness.

At the time, George was not facing any personal threats. In fact, he was about to enjoy some romantic pleasures.

Therefore, Hawke did not engage in any behavior that involved George in ordering Gwen.

It was Gwen herself who didn't want George to enjoy the pleasure he was about to experience, so she paid him two months' salary to leave the stage.

Although he also gained something unexpected after leaving the field.

The Blood Dimension.

But once again, God is my witness, when Hawke left the arena, he never expected to receive an unclaimed dimensional space.

Moreover, after unexpectedly obtaining the Blood Dimension, he was able to create his own unique race.

But it is not important.

What is an unexpected gain? It's a gain that you never even thought of.

In a word.

He only went down in the ring because Gwen paid him for two months' worth of uniforms, not because he would get the Blood Dimension afterward.

but……

After decisively rejecting Gwen's unreasonable demand for her payment, Hawke rolled his eyes and looked at Gwen with a smile.

"Actually, reducing it by half a month isn't necessarily a bad thing."

"Really?"

“Look, when that female vampire was about to enter the mouth, you paid me two months to subdue her. Now you want to reduce it by half a month. If I had taken action a month and a half ago, that female vampire would have already entered the mouth. So, I can find another female vampire for her to enter the mouth, and then I will agree to reduce it by half a month.”

Hawke said this, then looked at Gwen with a smile.

Gwen's eyes lit up at first, but after hearing Hawke's suggestion, her expression instantly turned fierce, revealing her two small fangs.

"you dare!"

"Actually, I think George has his own ideas."

"what?"

Hawke glanced at Gwen and said with a smile, "Otherwise, it's been almost twenty days, why haven't we seen George when we went back for meals these past few days? I reckon George probably thinks I ruined his plans, so he doesn't want to see me."

Gwen paused, then stopped and stood still.

Seeing this, Hawke stopped and took a few steps back, standing beside Gwen. Their eyes met.

For some reason, Hawke, meeting Gwen's gaze, suddenly felt as if the fire had been set on him.

really.

Gwen smiled at Hawke, her tone light and cheerful.

"Hawk."

"Ah."

"You said my dad had this idea, and you, you had this idea too, right? If you were in that situation, would you have accepted it?"

"How can it be."

Hawke shook his head decisively, his uprightness evident, and looked directly into Gwen's eloquent emerald eyes without the slightest hint of guilt: "I, Hawke Phoenix, have never been one of two colors."

Of the superpowers he gained after awakening his sixth sense, there is only one that he uses as little as possible.

Sixth Sense—X-ray Vision!

If his mind wavers even slightly, this ability to see through things, which he has almost kept hidden away, will become an ability he can activate at any time in his daily life.

There is no other one like it.

But Hawke did not.

One woman is enough.

and……

Gwen is someone he met when he was starting out, who witnessed his development, accompanied him as he grew up, and is now sharing in his temporary peak, and will continue to share everything about him in the future.

And he was a soldier.

Well known.

I've only ever heard of intellectuals who, when they rise to power, abandon their families and children.

When have you ever heard of a warrior who rose to power abandoning his wife and children?

and so!
Hawke looked at Gwen with a serious expression.

"You are the only one I care about in the past, present, and future."

"..."

Gwen looked at Hawke, who looked so familiar, and opened her mouth to meet his bright, star-like eyes.

"……sorry."

"too late."

"what?"

"You actually doubted me? Add another half month."

"dream!"

Gwen watched as Hawke's sly smile crept across his face.

"We agreed on two months. I won't reduce the amount, and you're not allowed to increase it either."

"can!"

Hawke raised an eyebrow, his serious expression returning to normal, and said with a smile, "I agree to pay according to the original compensation."

Upon hearing this, Gwen looked at Hawke's expression and realized what was going on.

"Thanks……"

"Language, Gwen, language."

Hawke, seeing Gwen about to swear, chuckled and interrupted her, offering a gentle reminder.

next second.

He looked at Gwen, whose eyebrows were raised again, and with a whoosh, took a step forward, causing Gwen's angry attack to miss its mark.

"You stop."

"No."

Hawke shook his head.

He has no masochistic tendencies.

Gwen was furious. She looked at Hawke standing in front of her and chased after him.

Hawke turned and ran.

Without stopping.

soon.

Peter and Felicia, who were standing at the door waiting for their son's godfather, saw Hawke and Gwen chasing and playing around in the distance, laughing as they went.

Peter and Felicia exchanged a glance, then blinked, looking at Hawke and Gwen with curiosity: "What's going on with you two...?"

Hawke and Gwen had returned to normal by now, linking arms and smiling at Peter's curious gaze.

"Let's get some exercise, then I can teach my child."

"Aunt Mei is holding him, and the priest is getting ready."

"Let's go."

Upon hearing this, Hawke turned to Gwen, who was standing nearby, and said, "I'll go in and get ready first."

Today is the day Ben was baptized.

But as the godfather, Hawke also needed to do some preparation.

If it were someone else, they would probably have started preparing much earlier.

But Hawke grew up in a church and was very familiar with the process. He didn't need any training and could operate it right away.

When Gwen, Peter, and Felicia entered the church, Hawke had already quickly and skillfully finished reciting the prayer in front of the statue of Jesus, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and then took out the golden cross he had prepared and handed it to the priest next to him.

The priest, reciting prayers, placed the golden cross around the neck of little Ben, who was sleeping soundly in Aunt May's arms.

This golden cross is something that Xiaoben will need to wear for the rest of his life.

Because this was a gift prepared by the godfather for his godson.

Little Ben, who was fast asleep, seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and was about to burst into tears when his chubby little hands touched the golden cross. He then pinched his little mouth, held the golden cross, and started to giggle.

If you look at Benna's blue eyes right now, just like Peter's, you'll notice...

At this moment, Ben's eyes were deep.

Flashing—

The light of the Northern Cross!

(End of this chapter)