god of tomorrow

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright. You have no idea how scared I was when I got your call."

"Ah."

"It's already this late, you should go and rest. It's windy and wild in the mountains, put on an extra layer so you don't catch a cold. Leave the rest to me."

"It's troublesome."

“No trouble at all, it’s nothing. You know we, the Church of Dawn, can’t stand those damned nobles bullying others, especially since Sunset Town involves heretics…”

After talking for a while, Andrei changed the subject: "By the way, how about you meet with Lina sometime? She hasn't been able to eat or sleep lately, and she's lost weight."

"Check the time."

"..."

Gawain: (?)?д?(?)

Wow, is the father-in-law's status in the family really that low in the universal world?

Gawain was completely dumbfounded.

This isn't a father-in-law, he's a complete sycophant. Gawain would believe it if you told him Andrei was just a doorman at Dawn's house.

Gao Wen looked on with envy, and with a sour taste in his mouth, he imagined his own father-in-law. Based on Herwi's personality and appearance, he reversed the gender and created a tall, muscular, red-haired man with a smile that could make anyone chuckle.

"No, no."

Gawain shook his head repeatedly. Hervi was an adopted daughter; her biological father was probably long gone. The adoptive father was Lily's father, who was his future father-in-law.

Based on the Little Black Witch's personality and appearance, her real father-in-law should be extremely handsome, refined and easy-going, a dark nobleman dressed in a tailcoat and top hat, with a ram's head scepter in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other.

They might also be wearing a monocle or wire-rimmed glasses.

"Uh, he looks like a refined scoundrel, kind of sly and wicked..."

Gao Wenren was numb. Comparing other people's fathers-in-law to his own, he felt ashamed for Hervy and Lily. "Look at your fathers," he thought, "don't associate with them anymore."

Even so, Gawain knew in his heart that some things couldn't be avoided. Once he went to Lily's family fiefdom, he would definitely meet his father-in-law.

"You must be Gao Wen?"

While Gao Wen was still admiring Dawn's father-in-law, Dawn had already brought his father-in-law over. Andrei had a rugged appearance, but spoke very kindly. He slapped Gao Wen's shoulder one slap after another, lavishing praise on him with flowery words, praising Gao Wen as a model young man of the new era.

He was very strong; he slapped Gao Wen so hard his shoulder went numb.

You wait, you little brat. If I can't deal with you, I can certainly deal with your son-in-law.

As they were talking, under Dawn's expressionless gaze, Andre took a step aside, pulled Gawain to a side alley, and put his magic wallet in Gawain's hand.

"Oh, I'm a junior, how can I accept your gift, Uncle?"

Gawain struggled and grabbed Andrei's hand, stuffing the wallet into his pocket.

Getting it right!

Andrei chuckled. He liked young men like Gawain who were eager to improve. If he hadn't been so stubborn when he was young and had understood the principle of everyone progressing together, he wouldn't have ended up only as a bishop when he retired to the second line. With his merits and contributions, he should have started as an archbishop!

Although the position of Metropolitan was a very lucrative one, with little work, high pay, and close to home, and although his wife and daughters also benefited from it and were given government jobs, clocking in and out as they pleased, he was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe when he saw his old colleagues, whose achievements were not as great as his, holding high positions and being forced to use their titles at work.

One’s own failure is terrible, but a friend’s success is even more heartbreaking!

"Gawain, would you be interested in joining the Dawn Church?"

"No."

Gao Wen shook his head decisively. What he had just received was a greeting gift; betraying one's faith was a different matter, and he would have to pay more.

"Never mind if you don't have one, but I need your help with a small matter."

Andrei muttered to himself, praising the Dawn Church for a long time, then changed the subject, saying that the Dawn Church was lacking talent, especially people like Gawain and Dawn.

Gawain has bigger ambitions, and Andrei won't force him to, but Dawn is different. She was born to work for the Dawn Church. He hopes Gawain can help persuade Dawn to change her mind and join the Dawn Church as soon as possible.

That's it!

Gawain understood. Andrei had stepped down to a secondary position and become a civilian employee. There was little room for advancement left for him. At best, he would become an archbishop, and that would probably be an honorary title after retirement.

Andrei was unwilling to accept this and wanted his successor to fulfill his dream. Given his daughter's average talent, his son-in-law Dawn was undoubtedly the best choice.

Dawn is indeed exceptionally talented. Her character, personality, and even her appearance are all impeccable. Apart from her indifference towards the Church of Dawn, she has almost no flaws.

Unable to persuade Dawn, Andrei resorted to a wingman tactic, indirectly targeting those close to Dawn.

Thinking of this, Gao Wen smiled slightly: "Uncle, with so little money, it's difficult for me to do anything for you!"

"Gao Wen, one shouldn't be too greedy. A 50 yuan gift is quite generous."

"Uncle, as you said yourself, that's a greeting gift; helping with anything is a separate matter."

Gawain puffed out his chest and raised his head: "I have a great relationship with Dawn. My words carry weight, and I guarantee he'll listen. So... how far I can persuade him depends on how much you offer."

Damn it, you really dare to ask for that, and you're so good at making empty promises. Why didn't I have your brains back then!

Andrei was puzzled. Gawain and Dawn were completely different styles. How did they end up together?

Furthermore, Gao Wen, who was so eager to make progress, didn't touch a single penny of the embezzled money. He not only voluntarily handed it all over, but also asked for a larger share to be given to the victims. It's utterly outrageous, ridiculously absurd.

Andrei didn't know that this was Dawn's idea. Dawn was an honest man who didn't keep the good deeds to himself. Gawain not only got a share of the credit, but also took the lion's share.

Andrei was unaware of how terrifying Gawain's talent was, and since Dawn hadn't mentioned it, he naturally wasn't very interested in recruiting Gawain into the Dawn Church. He only wanted to use Gawain to persuade Dawn to join the Dawn Church.

Faced with the promises made by Gawain, Andrei remained as calm as an old dog, which is normal. A middle-aged man in his forties is long past the age of taking such promises. However, Dawn was unmoved by either persuasion or coercion, and he could not force the issue. So, as a last resort, he placed his hopes on Gawain.

“Gao Wen, the church’s accounts are clear and detailed. It’s not that I don’t want to pay, it’s that I simply can’t.”

"Uncle, you're joking. Would I possibly cause you to embezzle?"

Gawain smiled warmly: "I heard that our Dawn Church has a program to support rising stars, which can sell solar magic to prospective geniuses at low prices."

"Well..."

“If it doesn’t work out, then forget it. I have little interest in the Dawn Church and prefer the Twilight Protocol. I’ll just persuade Dawn to join the Twilight Church.”

"Don't worry, I'll arrange it when I get back."

After the two finalized the cooperation, church members soon discovered Rupert's body and urged Andre to go and see it. Andre did not linger and, after saying goodbye to Dawn, hurriedly went to the underground cavern.

Before leaving, he left Gawain a business card with the bishop's office phone number on it.

"What did he say to you?" Dawn stared with dead fish eyes, sensing that Gawain had sold him for a good price.

"It's nothing, I sold you to make money."

"..."

No, you actually said that? Don't you feel ashamed?

"Why are you glaring at me? When you're in this business, you're bound to betray your brothers."

Gawain, with an air of self-righteousness, made up a reasoning out of nothing, and then turned around and berated Dawn a few times. For example, he said that if you're going to do something big, why are you being so cautious? What's wrong with yelling "Damn it!"? The manure cart has lost its wheels, so why are you putting on such a haughty act and whining to whoever you're trying to impress?

For example, being blinded by small gains and risking one's life, pretending to be an adventurer charging ahead is fine, and if you're going to act, you should act the whole thing. But actors can't just read from the script; they have to bring out the soul of the character. If you don't have any sense of observation, don't you see that the leader is missing someone to take the hit?

If Dawn had simply cultivated a loyal persona for himself and hadn't entered the magic circle, he could have continued to assist Gawain in the final battle.

A fierce exterior but a cowardly heart, a schemer without decisiveness, is no hero!

This is all knowledge that schools don't teach, so pay close attention and learn it well.

……

At three in the morning in the royal city, His Majesty the King received a message from Sunset Town and urgently got up in the middle of the night.

"Call someone!"

Chapter 92 How can we manage national development while hanging out with you bunch of insects?

3:30 a.m.

The royal council chamber was filled with distinguished guests, including the Minister of Magic and Vice-President of the Royal Magic University, Juntu; the Grand Master of the Royal Knights, Bolton; the Minister of Finance, Don; and the Chief Academician of the Court Wizards, Boyce…

There weren't many people; you could count them on two hands. It was a small gathering, but it brought together all the powerful figures in the capital.

Minister of Health: "..."

It is common knowledge that important matters are discussed in small meetings, minor matters in large meetings, and extremely important matters are not discussed in meetings.

Those who attend the meeting are all shrewd individuals. Upon seeing that there weren't many people, their hearts sank. They all kept their eyes downcast, silently trying to guess what had happened.

Has my embezzlement been exposed? x7

Impossible! They took it all, and His Majesty took the most. Nobody dares to investigate further! x7

On the golden throne, the only sun of the Kingdom of Gold, the great King Joridley Ignis, exuded majesty and an overwhelming aura of royal power.

Joel Ridley has a thick, wild head of dark brown hair, so dark it's almost black, like a lion's thick mane, cascading freely over his broad shoulders.

Beneath his high, sharp brows, his eyes burned like two raging flames. His chiseled facial features were resolute and hard, and his entire face exuded a strong masculine and valiant aura. Every line of his face was filled with the iron will of a king.

In terms of physique, the eldest prince, Pedru, is one size larger, and the second prince, Wick, is two sizes larger.

The same applies to hair color; darken it by one shade, or by two shades.

It's definitely a printer!

Hugh arrived late, and by the time it was his turn, the ink was almost gone. Joel Ridley didn't change the ink cartridge, just rushed through the process and paid a slap on the wrist.

"They're all here."

Joel Ridley glanced at his trusted lieutenants and cursed them under his breath. They were playing dead before he could even say anything. If he were to speak, they would all die on the spot.

"Pass it on, everyone should see it!"

Joel Ridley tossed a document in front of Chief Academician Boyce on his left, telling him to read it first and then pass it on to the next person.

Boyce opened the document, his expression growing increasingly grave: "Your Majesty, is this true? The Church of Dawn actually sealed off Sunset Town overnight and killed Lord Rupert?"

Upon hearing this, Grand Master Bolton of the Royal Knights was enraged. He slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "Your Majesty, I request permission to lead the Royal Knights to surround the Dawn Cathedral. We will force them to hand over the murderer of Rupert and give Your Majesty and the entire Kingdom of Golden Sun an explanation!"

Seeing that no one else spoke up and no one chimed in, Bolton angrily sat back down in his seat.

Soon, the document was passed to Juntu, who was second from the left: "What? More than thirty noblemen died, not a single one was left alive. How can they be so lawless?"

"Your Majesty, the Church of Dawn has gone too far! I have reached my limit. Even without the Royal Knights, I will storm the Church of Dawn's cathedral alone!"

Bolton was furious. He looked at his colleagues and said, "Speak up! The Church is pressing us harder and harder, they're bullying us. You only care about your own safety and your families' interests. How can we build a country with a bunch of scoundrels like you?"