Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 532 Rewards Must Not Be Delayed, Titles Must Not Be Granted Lightly (First Update!)

Hawke had originally planned to wait and see, watching the damned Celestials member flee in panic, living in constant fear.

But just as he was thinking this, a sudden idea struck him.

There is something to say.

Playing with hawks all day long, be careful hawks don't peck your eyes.

and so--

We can't wait any longer. Although good things come to those who wait, we're afraid that things might change if we delay.

But there's a very real problem.

The position of that damned Celestial member keeps changing, and if he chooses to attack first, the end result will be that he gets run away.

Then he will go from being a fisherman to a fish in the water.

It was at this moment that another figure appeared in Hawke's mind.

The patriarch of the Eternal Race.

Ajax.

As someone who directly contacts the Celestials, Ajax must possess a secret method that allows him to accurately locate and contact Celestials members regardless of their location.

But he didn't know where Ajax was.

Although his visualizations can cover the entire planet, and even the entire solar system, in an instant, he can instantly identify those who harbor ill will towards him and pinpoint their exact location.

However, this only applies to cases of "malicious intent".

Ajak harbored no ill will towards him, so given the extremely limited information available, Hawke would need to expend considerable effort to find Ajak.

But why would he foolishly waste his energy when there's a shortcut available?

Cersei!

As a fellow member of the Eternals, and being nearby at the moment, that's why Hawke was here.

But he never expected it.

His own sister, using the favor she received from him, turned around and bribed Cersei.

And it was all just to get an A in my grade.

Good guy.

Hawke exclaimed in his heart, "What a guy!"

He looked at his sister Anya with a hint of amusement. Anya had just realized he was there, quickly changed her tune, and feigned surprise: "Skipping class? Not writing your paper? And trying to bribe your advisor with my favor?"

Anya's heart skipped a beat.

“Brother, I can explain.”

"Ah."

Hawke nodded: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to explain."

Upon hearing this, Anya opened her mouth, and at that moment, an unprecedented brainstorming session began in her mind.

next second.

Anya looked at Hawke cautiously: "If I said I was just joking, just so Cersei wouldn't thank me too much, would you believe me?"

Hawke did not hesitate at all.

"Of course I believe you."

"Really?"

Anya raised an eyebrow, overjoyed.

"Of course it's true, and I also believe that my sister wouldn't think her brother's favors are so cheap."

Hawke said seriously, then changed the subject: "But how do you explain your skipping classes and not writing your paper?"

Anya's smile froze.

But the smile won't disappear; it will only shift.

Hawke smiled.

"Give you a chance to explain?"

"Uh……"

Anya's expression returned to normal. Meeting Hawke's gaze, she opened her mouth again, intending to say something, but then thought for a moment: "Okay, I can't explain this. You can put me in solitary confinement."

After speaking, Anya simply spread her hands and looked at her brother with clear and innocent eyes.

"Brother, how many days are you going to lock me up?"

"One week!"

Hawke remained expressionless, ignoring his sister who was trying to fool him with a cute and charming expression.

He dotes on his younger sister.

But Hawke's affection was genuine, not indulgent, which is a fundamental difference.

At the very least, each of his sisters, under his loving care, has her own unique strengths: one is gentle and kind, the other is clever and quick-witted, but none of them are arrogant or domineering.

This is because Hawke always rewards good deeds and punishes mistakes.

While they wouldn't resort to corporal punishment, they were quite adept at things like solitary confinement.

Anya opened her mouth when she heard Hawke's proposed solitary confinement period.

Just as she was about to speak.

Hawke spoke again.

"One sentence plus one day."

"You guys chat."

Upon hearing this, Anya immediately changed her mind, glanced at her brother, then at Cecilia beside her, gave her a reassuring look, then looked at her brother again, stuck out her tongue, and playfully walked towards the office door.

She also thoughtfully closed the door behind her after leaving the office.

Only Hawk and Cersei remained in the room.

Eyes facing each other.

Sersi looked at Hawke, who was dressed in a suit and tie and who seemed like a vast universe just by standing there, but at the same time seemed like just an ordinary person. After regaining her senses, she spoke immediately.

"Mr. Phoenix."

“Ms. Sersi,” Hawke replied, his eyes sweeping over Sersi. “Your condition looks very bad.”

He glanced at Cersei and immediately noticed the 'disarray' about her.

Upon hearing this, Cersei gave a bitter smile: "Yes, although we Eternals can live for endless years, we also have our own incurable disease, the Eternal Demon Disease."

Although she is currently behaving normally.

But she could sense that the Eternal Demonic Disease had already taken hold of her, and it was only a matter of time before she succumbed to it.

Hawke looked at Sersi, who was smiling wryly, and smiled slightly.

"I can cure it."

"This……"

Cersei was about to speak when she suddenly paused, her eyes widening as she stared intently at Hawke: "You can heal me?"

Hawke said calmly, “The Celestials created you to serve them in a cycle. After a new Celestial is born, you are put into the cycle of the next Celestial. They wiped away your memories, but that’s all. When the new memories overlap with the old memories, that’s the origin of your Eternal Demon Syndrome.”

To put it simply, it's the difference between deleting and formatting.

The image of the gods is convenient; I only chose to delete it, without choosing to format it.

Cersei has already learned from Ajak the true mission of their clan, and also knows that the fact that she only has memories of this life is not because she only has this life; her previous memories were simply deleted by the Celestials.

But this is not the point.

The key point is that Hawke said he could heal himself.

Cersei's thoughts raced, then she looked up again and met Hawke's gaze.

"What do I need to give in exchange for this chance to be cured?"

"loyalty."

Hawke's tone remained calm.

Unlike before, when he had been planning to recruit the god Tiam, this time it was purely a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Although for him, the Eternal Demon Syndrome of the Eternals was just a trivial matter.

but……

Once again, he is certified by Gwen and Wanda as not a good person, much less a philanthropist who does good deeds without expecting anything in return.

and so!
If you want him to be cured, you can.

In exchange for loyalty.

After Hawke finished speaking, he looked calmly at Cersei. Whether she agreed or not made no difference to him.

result……

Just when he thought Cersei would need to think about it some more, Cersei nodded directly.

"Okay, I promise you."

"..."

Although Hawke didn't care much about Cersei's answer, seeing how quickly she replied, he was still tempted: "So straightforward, won't you consider it?"

Cersei shook her head.

"unnecessary."

"Aren't you afraid I'll betray you like the Celestials did?"

"At the very least, you shouldn't erase our memories, right?"

"...That's true."

Hawke raised an eyebrow upon hearing Cecily's words: "Alright, I didn't expect you to be so straightforward. I haven't figured out your arrangements yet, but since you and my sister have such a good relationship, let's keep it that way. Besides, I'm quite satisfied with your combat strength; at least you can protect the people here in Xijing Town."

He came here on a whim, and similarly, recruiting Cersei was also on a whim; there was no plan whatsoever.

Moreover, Hawke also believes in a certain saying.

The reward should not be delayed.

A noble title should not be granted lightly.

Just like the divine position that Hawke himself has promised in the universe today.

Aside from Odin, Frigga, Thor, and others in the current Sycamore Universe who are essentially part of the group with their own resources, Hawke only promised them the three divine positions of the Goddess of Death, the God of Time, and the God of Order.

Anna, his goddess of death, was his first friend and always treated him this way. In a sense, she died for him, so the position of goddess of death is well-deserved.

Ancient One.

Needless to say, she's an expert who invested her skills; her understanding of time is something Hawke couldn't match even if he cheated a hundred times.

Professionals should handle professional matters, so the Ancient One obtained the position of God of Time through her own abilities.

Tiam, the god of order.

This goes without saying. Professional expertise is one aspect, and Thiam was also one of his early investors. Moreover, the God of Order is not actually a primary god, but only a secondary god.

Because time comes before order, Tiam is actually a subordinate god of the Ancient One, the god of time.

This is what Hawke believed in: titles should not be bestowed lightly.

Divine positions are rare. If someone comes along and is given a divine position, it is not only disrespectful to the divine position itself, but also to the existing gods.

Just as Hawke was thinking of Thiam, a thought struck him, and he looked at Cersei.

"Let's leave it at that for now. If you want to help Thiam later, you can do so."

"Thiam?"

Cersei paused for a moment, then looked at Hawke with some confusion: "Aren't you enemies with the Celestials?"

Hawke smiled.

"I am indeed an enemy of the Celestials. It's either him or me."

“Nadiam…”

“Thiam is different. How can those damn Celestials compare to him?”

"Uh……"

"You'll know later."

Hawke didn't intend to explain much, after all, this wasn't the main reason for coming here, and said directly, "Where is Ajak? Take me to see her."

Cersei: "..."

(End of this chapter)