god of tomorrow

"Ah, yes, yes, there's really no comparison. The Temple of All Things is not only powerful, but also incredibly united internally, with everyone working together as one, like an ironclad block!"

"..."

I can't have a conversation with them, I simply can't!

Tiffany's chest ached so much that her eyes rolled back. She knew it was wrong of her to try to win over Gawain, but she had given up on it and wouldn't do it again.

"Your Excellency, cash or bank transfer?"

"..."

"Your Holiness, please speak!"

"cash!!"

Chapter 99 Another fulfilling day!

The Cathedral of All Things, parking lot.

With an official smile, Tiffany escorted Gawain to the back door. "Heh heh, I'm busy, I have a meeting. I'll leave you here. There's no phone service in the village, so don't contact me unless it's necessary, and definitely don't contact me if it is."

At this moment, Tiffany was no longer a saint, but a goddess!

The mask of gentle elegance has been torn off; Tiffany is no longer bothered to pretend to be a saint. Yes, she is the kind of scheming, superb actress who is also good at giving up and being ruthless.

It's not that Tiffany didn't want to dress up; who wouldn't want to have a glamorous outfit in front of others? It's just that Gawain's words were too hurtful.

You talk to him about personal relationships, he talks to you about politics; you talk to him about politics, he talks to you about the national situation; you talk to him about the national situation, he acts like a thug; you try to outsmart him…

The last one was unnecessary; it's clear that Gao Wen is really daring.

In short, eight cuts per second, each one piercing the lungs, leaving Tiffany with a lingering chest pain.

What's the point of pretending then!

I'm not acting anymore, do whatever you want.

The hush money was a symbolic 100 million, in cash, paid through the cathedral's account. That's all, take it or leave it.

What, the saint's wallet?

Hilarious! What kind of saintess carries around a lot of cash when she goes out?!

I have no money, but you can take my life. Do you dare to come and take it?

Tiffany, having shed her disguise, was completely unfazed. The Church's decision not to give Gawain the donation fee was His Holiness the Pope's decision, and had nothing to do with her, the saint. If she continued to make trouble, she would be directly charged with blasphemy against the saint and put on a barbecue grill.

The evidence is on her body: there are Gawain's face molds on her robes at the chest and buttocks, and oh, there are fingerprints on her waist.

Damn it, this kid got all the benefits!

Tiffany grew angrier the more she thought about it, and turned back to the cathedral, her official smile gone.

Gawain shrugged. A million it is. He doesn't care about money. Seeing the healing and abstinent saintess break down and give up is already worth the price of admission.

Furthermore, why make things difficult for your comrades who are fighting alongside you?

You have completed the task [Mysterious Person]

[Mission Rating: S+ (You and your two teammates defeated the mysterious figure who intruded into the forbidden area of ​​the cathedral. You successfully persuaded the sacred artifact to dissipate its life force, which was a crucial turning point in this battle)]

[Task Rewards: 50 million Experience Points, 1 Gold Coins, 100 Basic Free Attribute Points]

[A rating of S+ will double the task reward]

The original mission requirement was to safely evacuate the cathedral, not to fight the mysterious man to the death. With Tiffany and Jean in front of them, the mission was not difficult.

After Gawain's maneuvering, the mysterious man was at a loss, and Gawain no longer needed to escape. Tiffany personally escorted him out of the cathedral.

Ultimately, the system exists to assist Gawain and will not issue missions that are guaranteed to result in certain death. This is why, although the mission experience rewards are plentiful, the gold coins and free attribute points are generally mediocre.

With a mentor, experience will naturally grow faster.

[Character Panel - Silver]

Name: Gao Wen (Level 2 VIP)

Race: Terran

Class: Mage (Necromancer, Shadow Mage)

Level: 26

Experience: 59391/80w

Speed: 546 (S+)

Strength: 533 (S+)

Endurance: 536 (S+)

Charm: 131 (S)

Magic Power: 920 (S+)

Wealth: 95143 gold coins

The profession section doesn't include Light or Fate, and Gawain insists that his master is the Lord of Death, and that his interactions with other gods are merely monetary transactions.

loyalty!

"If you had been a little bolder, you coward, and issued a mission to join forces against the enemy, I would have made a fortune tonight..." Gao Wen muttered to himself. There's a saying, "The bold reap the rewards, the timid miss out." He was very dissatisfied with the system's cowardly behavior tonight.

"..."

As the system's spokesperson, the AI ​​assistant also has something to say: "The timid starve, the bold thrive; either way, death is inevitable, so compromise is the safest option."

Snapped!

Gao Wen closed the back door of the car, and the blue-haired man leaned in: "Dad, you didn't do anything to the sacred artifact, did you?"

"Don't worry, my dear, there's definitely no such thing!"

Gao Wen stated truthfully that standing up and kicking should not be considered physical assault.

"That's good, that's good. You still love me the most, Dad."

Hill nodded repeatedly, thinking it made sense. If Gawain had acted improperly, he wouldn't have been escorted to the parking lot by a beautiful receptionist. Instead, the bishop would have surrounded the parking lot with his men, pinning him and Bob's two accomplices to the ground with their hands on their heads.

Once the car had driven out of the parking lot and was far away from the Cathedral of All Things, Hill said, "Cousin, I think I'm in love."

"Has the crackdown made you feel stifled?"

Gawain knows Hill too well. This guy falls in love every day, depending on his mood. Sometimes it's one relationship, sometimes two, but none of them last long. He occasionally goes back to an ex.

"She's different!"

Hill looked at Gawain with a serious face. Seeing that he didn't believe him at all, he swore an oath: "I've decided. After graduation, I'm going to find a job at the Cathedral of All Things in the capital. I'll even be a doorman."

"What's the reason? Who has Grandpa hope, the gatekeeper, taken a fancy to?"

"The nun who just saw my cousin out—I was immediately captivated by her talent and charisma. I believe she must have a truly kind and beautiful heart," Hill said with longing.

"..."

What attracts you is her looks and figure, right?

Gawain rolled his eyes. Whether Tiffany's soul was one in a million was hard to say, but he had to admit that Hill was right. The Church of All Things Temple's facade project was quite excellent, and the saintess had a beautiful appearance.

"Cousin, say something!"

"How realistic. Even without the survival crisis, there's no father left."

Gao Wen grumbled angrily, then said, "Forget about that woman. Take my advice, she's been around for a while, probably older than your mother."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"They're disgusted!"

“Cousin, you should call her a nun. She dedicated her youth to her faith, and I want to make it up to her with my youth. I’ve always believed that age is not a problem when it comes to true love.”

Hill retorted loudly, not allowing Gawain to slander his "white moonlight" of the day, and finally said with dissatisfaction, "Did you offend the nun? Why did she turn around and leave without giving you a kind look?"

Come out honestly, did you grope someone's butt when you were turning at the intersection?

"Age is indeed not a problem, but status is an insurmountable gap. There are no nuns, you must address her as Saintess."

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Hill gasped, "You touched the Saintess's butt?"

No, how did you come to this conclusion?

Gawain was shocked. He couldn't understand Hill's logic. He skipped the process, fast-forwarded to the result, and still managed to guess it pretty accurately.

"You...you...you really touched me?!"

Hill stammered, her tongue slurring, "That shouldn't be the case. The saint's purity is inviolable. With your rationality, there's absolutely no way you could do that... Besides, if you dared to touch her, she would chop off your hand instead of just giving you a hard time."

In the end, Hill stopped stuttering, glared at Gawain, and said, "You're just making fun of your brother. From this day forward, we're severing all ties. I'll take charge. You don't need this father anymore."

"The situation was a bit complicated at the time. It wasn't that she didn't want revenge, but she suffered in silence and brought this trouble upon herself..."

"What do you mean? She actually suffered a setback?!"

"..."

Do we mean the same thing when we talk about suffering?

Gawain looked at Hill speechlessly, seeing him making fun of him with a grin, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter. He smiled slightly, put his arm around Hill's shoulder, and told him everything that had happened in the cathedral.

He promised Tiffany he would never tell anyone, but then he spilled the beans. He was understandably unhappy about the $100 million hush money he was owed.

(╥?╥)x2

Hill didn't say anything, she just covered her ears and kept crying.

Bob was also wiping away tears as he drove. He was crying while driving. Why did Gao Wen drag his own brother into this? He was just a driver, and a temporary one at that.

Is this something I can hear? x2

"You know, this is such important intelligence... Stop crying, let's talk business. How much money can we get from His Majesty the King?" Gawain advised gently, knowing it was too late to cry now.

“I don’t know, I don’t know anything… Bob, don’t go to school, just drive straight to the fiefdom, I want to go home.” Hill cried uncontrollably, feeling like she wanted to die.

"Do you think His Majesty had any ill intentions in handing over the sacred artifact to the Temple of All Things?"