god of tomorrow

In just a few breaths, the battle was irrevocably coming to an end.

Swish!

A chilling glint pierced the sky, accompanied by the dull thud of a blade piercing flesh, as Gwyneth's arm, which was unwillingly brandishing the scepter, flew through the air.

Qin remained expressionless, waving her hand to unleash a fierce storm that swept up the severed arm that was tightly gripping the scepter, sending it away from the center of the battlefield and whistling as it landed where Gawain was.

At the same time, the knight's longsword slashed mercilessly, and the howling blizzard instantly condensed, turning into a roaring torrent of frost, carrying bone-chilling cold as it rushed straight towards Gwyneth, determined to freeze the traitor completely in the ice coffin.

Gwynne stopped resisting, pursed her lips, raised one arm, and faced death.

Dying under the magic of the Goddess of Winter seems like a decent ending.

Just when Gilwright himself thought all was lost and he was about to be frozen in time forever, a sudden change occurred!

The area covered by the blizzard suddenly erupted with a suffocating heat wave. It was as if a fire dragon roared from the depths of the earth. Columns of blood-red flames rose from the ground, carrying the most intense and merciless heat of midday summer, breaking through the winter blizzard.

Destiny Magic - Summer Goddess - Flame Breath.

One hot and one cold, both dissipated, turning directly into a sky full of billowing white mist.

"Tiffany, what are you doing?"

Jean looked at the troublemaker in disbelief, unable to believe that it was Tiffany who saved Gilwy at the last moment.

Shocked as she was, her combat skills were ingrained in her very being. She held her sword defensively, and if Tiffany didn't give her a reasonable explanation, such as capturing the traitor alive and extracting more information through torture, her knight's sword wouldn't hesitate to pierce her own saintess's chest.

There is no need to show mercy to traitors!

"Holy Maiden, you shouldn't have saved me."

Gilwright gave a bitter smile. He was already a heinous criminal, and there was no need to implicate more people. It was better for him to die.

Tiffany shook her head slightly: "I can't watch you die. You've already sacrificed so much for the church..."

"Tiffany, are you also a member of the Church of Origin?" Jean's eyes instantly turned cold.

"..." x2

"say!"

“Jin, neither Gilworth nor I are members of the Church of Origin. Everything that happened tonight was at the Pope’s behest.”

"???"

Jean was bewildered. The Pope had arranged for Tiffany to cover for Gilbert to steal his own sacred artifacts. What kind of operation was this? She didn't understand at all.

Seeing the battle was over and hearing there was some juicy gossip to be had, Gao Wen arrived uninvited and snagged the audience seat closest to the stage.

"As you know, the Temple of All Things worships four goddesses, and it is not a single faith..."

Tiffany reluctantly revealed the truth: "His Holiness the Pope painstakingly worked to maintain the overall balance, and everything was peaceful and harmonious. Everyone loved each other and there were no irreconcilable conflicts. But the balance was broken when the jewel appeared and the Church possessed two sacred objects of the Goddess of Spring."

Once the balance is broken, the Temple of All Things, with the faith of the Goddess of Spring dominating, will suppress the other three, inevitably leading to internal strife. Ultimately, the conflict will become irreconcilable, and the church will disband, with everyone leading the goddess to do their own thing.

But the Seven-Colored Gemstone couldn't be abandoned. The Origin Church was eyeing it covetously, and competitors are enemies. We couldn't let our competitors get away with this. We had to acquire it.

The Pope racked his brains trying to figure out how to possess the two sacred artifacts of the Goddess of Spring without disrupting the balance, and finally came up with a wicked plan.

Throughout history, regardless of the size of the power, the best way to resolve internal conflicts is to transfer them to external sources.

The Kingdom of Venus is like this, and so is the Temple of All Things. The difference is that the contradictions are transferred from one nation to another, while the contradictions are transferred from one church to another.

The Church of Dawn?

No, that's too strong!

The Origin Church, which is of average strength and neither too high nor too low, is well-suited for consolidating unity and promoting progress.

The plan is as follows: Gilwright is an undercover agent of the Church of Origin, who will ambush and steal the sacred scepter. The Pope will then hide the scepter to maintain the existing balance.

Meanwhile, the despicable Church of Origin planted spies and stole the sacred artifacts. The Temple of All Things could no longer tolerate this. After a struggle, unable to find the 'missing' sacred artifacts, the Church of Origin ceded territory and paid reparations, giving up several of its most profitable churches.

As for Tiffany and Jean, although their failure to protect the sacred artifacts was unforgivable, they were loyal and hardworking, and should not be condemned for one failure.

Furthermore, the church itself bears undeniable responsibility for failing to recognize talent, allowing Gilwy to rise to the position of bishop. They cannot be solely blamed; they should be demoted but retained to atone for their sins.

The plan was perfect. With Tiffany's help, Gilwright successfully stole the aria of the birth of all things. Next, he took on two opponents and laughed as he knocked out the Cathedral of All Things, and then went free from the law.

Something went wrong somewhere, and the scepter was hollowed out.

"..."

Gao Wen: (??_??)

Where's the big juicy gossip? It turns out the Temple of All Things is about to fall apart, the Holy Maiden has failed to find new employment, and they desperately need someone to take over...

Is this something an outsider like me should be listening to?

At this moment, Gawain had already shielded the harp in front of him. Although the long-legged vice-captain was cold and unapproachable, lacking the magnanimity of the saintess, at least she was an honest person and a qualified guardian knight.

Honest people should stand with honest people!

As for Tiffany, Gawain could only chuckle.

No wonder she let him run away with the scepter even when she didn't know the difference in strength between them, under the pretense of covering their retreat; no wonder the vines suddenly swayed, causing him to slip and fall; no wonder she acted arrogantly and refused to use the scepter to fight; no wonder, as a saintess, she chose to protect him first, rather than the vital sacred artifact...

All of these actions were designed to facilitate Gwyneth's attempt to seize the sacred artifact.

Stealing the sacred artifact from a freshman is far more reasonable than stealing it from a saintess!

This filthy adult world, it's all your fault! My heart is becoming increasingly impure!

Tiffany's image in Gawain's mind plummeted. There was no such thing as her liking me; it was all an act. Choosing him was a political necessity.

Gawain glared at Tiffany, who looked at him with disgust as if he were a pervert, even though he was secretly manipulating the vines. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have really been bewitched into thinking he was a pervert.

Do you know how terrible the impact it can be on the life of a sunny and cheerful 18-year-old boy, making him mistakenly believe that he is a pervert?

"Hehe, you guys are really interesting!"

Jean sneered repeatedly, trembling with rage. She snatched the scepter from Gawain's hand, broke off the severed arm, and threw it in front of Gwyneth. Her eyes flashed with malice as she said, "I don't care what His Holiness the Pope is thinking. I only know that my mission is to protect the Holy Relic and ensure its safe return to headquarters. You can try to steal it again. I guarantee that it will be either you or me who dies."

Qin didn't care whether His Holiness the Pope was so anxious about the water issue that he lost all his hair. Her upbringing did not allow her to hand over the sacred objects to a 'traitor.' This was the glory of the Church, and even more so, the glory of the Goddess.

She will personally escort the scepter back to headquarters, at which point the Pope can do as he pleases, whether he wants to kill or punish her.

"Your Holiness, the vice-captain has left with the scepter. Should I go after him?"

Gilwright picked up the severed arm, skillfully thawed it, and reattached it. He had lost his arm twice in one night; he wondered if it would leave any lasting effects.

“Follow her and help her protect the sacred artifact. I haven’t been able to face her lately.” Tiffany said dejectedly.

I'm too ashamed to face her!

Gilbert felt a pang of sorrow, lamenting the power of rank; he had no choice but to go, whether he wanted to or not. But then he thought, escaping death was already a stroke of good fortune, and as for face, he could simply throw it away.

After healing his wounds, Gilwright didn't chase after them immediately. He pointed at Gawain and said, "Your Holiness, it was this kid who broke the scepter, which caused the Pope's plan to fail. Otherwise, I would have already left with the scepter."

As she spoke, she took two steps forward: "Also, he just touched you inappropriately, groped you hard... well, in short, he knows too much."

"go out!"

Tiffany's eyes twitched. She pointed to the door, telling Gwyneth to get lost, and warned, "Gawain's hands are clean; you're mistaken."

"Yes, yes, I misread it." Gwyneth realized his slip of the tongue and quickly ran away.

"That's right, that's right, he clearly saw it wrong. You know me, Holy Maiden, I'm very well-behaved." Gawain pouted. He didn't take the opportunity to grope her. Whether it was her chest or her buttocks, he only rubbed his face against her.

"Shut up too!"

Tiffany didn't want to continue on this topic. Gawain wasn't to blame for the vines; she had indeed secretly tampered with them, but she hadn't expected him to actually do it.

Under normal circumstances, most people would jump to the next vine.

Her scheming backfired; she's just unlucky. Let's not talk about it again.

"Your Holiness, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now. I have class tomorrow!"

"Wait a minute."

Tiffany stopped Gawain, saying seriously, "You're a smart man, you should know that what happened tonight can't be told, right?"

"Please rest assured, Your Holiness, I swear to the four goddesses that no one else will know that my face touched yours..."

"Shut up!"

Tiffany is speechless. Who brought this up? In such a serious setting, what kind of decent person would talk about such a boring topic!

She took a deep breath: "The Temple of All Things is not a cult, and I am not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately. I will not kill you to silence you, so you can rest assured about that."

“I know we have to give His Majesty the King face, otherwise he’ll send me here and I’ll just disappear without a trace, and you’ll have a hard time explaining it to him,” Gawain said frankly.

"..."

Tiffany couldn't catch her breath and coughed repeatedly. She had no thoughts and felt a slight pain in her chest.

"Your Holiness, is there anything else?"

"Have!"

Tiffany gritted her teeth and said, "We both know what happened with the aria of the birth of all things. Your crime of damaging the sacred artifact can be dropped. In return, you must keep your mouth shut and never mention what happened in the cathedral."

"Okay, I promise I won't tell anyone."

"I am extremely grateful..."

"You need to pay more!"

"..."

It's always about money. Can't you have some refined tastes?

“I respect the Holy Maiden, you are a magnanimous person, but the life breath is what I deserve, and hush money is another matter, how can they be confused?”

Gao Wen spoke rapidly, saying that damaging the sacred artifact was a serious crime and that it was unacceptable to accuse him of such a thing.

The scepter passed through four hands tonight: first Tiffany, then him, and finally Gilwright and Jean. Each person handled it, so why is it said he broke it? Putting aside the facts, don't Tiffany, Gilwright, and Jean bear any responsibility?

Gawain's shamelessness deeply shocked Tiffany, who subconsciously said, "Gawain, would you like to join our Temple of All Things?"

"What's the reason?"

"You have already mastered the Golden Blood, are the most devout believer of the Goddess of Spring, and have formed an indissoluble bond with the Temple of All Things. With me as your guarantor, you will be able to avoid thirty years of detours in the church in the future."

"How novel! It's not like you're the only ones on the universal continent who worship the Goddess of Spring. The Church of Origin believes in her too!"

"What level is the Church of Origin? Can it be compared to the Temple of All Things?" People always strive for higher goals, and Tiffany believed that Gawain would make a rational choice.